Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 93 - 93: 092 Fresh Out of the Factory_l

Chapter 93: 092 Fresh Out of the Factory_l

Translator: 549690339

After devouring two adult dragons, not only did Otto’s body become more like a real dragon, but even his way of thinking seemed to gradually shift towards that of a true dragon.

A filthy black reptile dares to covet his territory?

Because of this sudden power, the surrounding monsters were affected to varying degrees.

Only Sofia seemed unchanged, her expression as usual, but the corrupted elves beside her were already terrified, their legs trembling, almost unable to stand.

Regaining his senses, Otto quickly retracted the Dragon Fear he had unconsciously released.

Feeling that he had become more easily angered, this was not a good thing.

He didn’t want to become like Sitte Bragg, so Otto would pay more attention to this in the future.

The old Lizardman, gasping for breath under the intense pressure, sighed in relief. Just now, Otto’s Dragon Fear had almost claimed his life.

Compared to three years ago, the old Lizardman had aged a lot, his scales gradually losing their luster, and it seemed he had only a few years left to live.

Otto obviously noticed this and reined in his emotions a bit, gesturing for Saru to continue reporting on the construction of the Land of the Soaring Dragon.

As more and more monsters settled in the Land of the Soaring Dragon, Saru began to replan it like a city.

The original area enclosed by the walls of the Land of the Soaring Dragon had become the inner city, where only the core monster races could live.

All the inner buildings were demolished and replaced with massive stone constructions by the Kobolds.

Of course, their designs were mainly simple and blocky.

The only structure Sofia built herself using magic was Blackstone Castle, and her magic laboratory was tucked away in a corner of the castle.

The original wooden walls of the Land of the Soaring Dragon had also been replaced by thick and solid stone walls. The area outside the walls was now the outer city.

Living here were the monster races that joined the Land of the Soaring Dragon later on.

The place was noisy and chaotic, filled with different types of makeshift buildings and burrows – some monsters simply slept on the ground.

Saru would not waste precious resources and time on these creatures – as long as they didn’t cause trouble, they could run free in the outer city.

Soon, Saru stopped his report – everything that needed to be said had been said.

With his crimson dragon eyes fixed on the old Lizardman, Otto spoke in satisfaction, “You’ve done well…”

“Now, let’s return to the original topic!”

Standing on the Blackstone Platform, his low voice filled with murderous intent, Otto declared, “A filthy black reptile dares to desecrate my domain? It’s time to show him, with brutal facts, who is the true master of the Nolan Forest and the Sulfur Mountains!”

The surrounding top monsters of the Soaring Dragon Legion all showed excited expressions.

Even Kamia lifted her head, buried in the floor, with her bloodshot eyes filled with eagerness for war.

Having been relatively peaceful for so long, they were eager for action.

The opening of hostilities was set for three days later, and these violent creatures hurried into action to prepare for war as soon as they left Blackstone Castle.

When everyone had left, a very strange rod-like object floated lazily in from outside.

Upon closer inspection, wasn’t it Moray…

Although he claimed to be a Legendary Witch Demon, there was no trace of a powerful being to be found in him.

Just last night, Otto had snapped him in two because of some bawdy remarks.

And now, he had actually used a rope to reattach the two broken parts of his body, appearing dirty and full of dust and leaves.

He looked not only embarrassed but also a bit comical…For a moment, Otto didn’t know what kind of expression to use in front of him, and Sofia’s expression was quite similar.

“Oh? Why are you both looking at me like that?”

The staff’s tip revealed Moray’s signature evil spirit face, and he said with confusion, “What’s wrong, isn’t my current appearance all thanks to you?”

Seeing that Otto and Sofia didn’t respond, Moray complained, “Do you know how far I was thrown last night? It’s so cruel! I hurried back non-stop and endured countless hardships…”

“Alright, alright!”

With a dark expression, Otto said, “If you don’t want your body to be divided into four parts, just behave normally. I have a problem that needs your help right now!”

Moray laughed arrogantly, “You’re asking me for help!” Sophia glanced at him, “And your research later…”

“I’m extremely sorry, it was my mistake!”

The Soul Eater Wand, housing Moray, bent its staff in a very human-like gesture, an apologetic bow.

Now, the staff was held together by hemp rope after being broken in half.

With this bow, the rope broke, and the lower half of the staff flew out spinning into the distance.

Feeling a bit powerless, Otto held his head, every time he encountered Moray, this bastard would always raise his blood pressure.

“Don’t worry, I’ll solve it quickly!”

Sensing Sofia’s increasingly unfriendly gaze, Moray immediately used Mage Hand to grab his broken lower half.

He still has many magical research projects relying on Sofia’s help. For now, Moray could afford to annoy everyone else but not this half-elf girl.

With sparks and lightning, the violently twisted staff was quickly restored to its original state, and Moray even polished it up.

The whole Soul Eater Wand looked shiny and new, as if it had just come out of a factory.

Otto looked speechless, while Sofia seemed to have grown accustomed to such weirdness.

Completely lacking self-awareness, Moray grinned at Otto and asked, “So, what do you want me to help with?”

It’s impressive that he could make such a rich expression with only an evil spirit face.

Adjusting his complicated emotions, Otto finally said, “Shasharu looks like he’s about to die of old age…”

Before he could finish, Moray interrupted, “Do you want me to turn him into a corpse demon? Or maybe a wraith wouldn’t be bad!”

Otto shook his head in refusal, “No, one undead like you is enough.”

Moray stared, “That’s discrimination!”

“Enough!”

Otto didn’t want to continue quarreling with the chatterbox, he spoke straightforwardly, “I want to turn him into a Dragonborn, but I hope you can provide a safe way to do so. Shasharu is too old, I’m afraid he won’t make it.” As for Shasharu, the old lizardman, Otto was very satisfied with him.

Thus far, the entire Land of the Soaring Dragon had been managed very well by him.

As his territory continued to expand, this old lizardman was becoming an indispensable steward.

Who would he find to replace him if Shasharu died?

Sofia seemed more interested in magical research, and he didn’t want to waste his energy on boring logistical management.

He couldn’t lose Shasharu, the handy and versatile steward, at least not for the time being..