Reborn As A Evil Dragon

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Therefore, whether they are abyssal creatures or creatures from other material planes, they will actively enter the Abyss City. Over time, the number of creatures will increase, and the Abyss City itself, considered a semi-living organism capable of swallowing flesh, blood, and energy, continues to grow and expand.

For various reasons, the longer the Abyss City exists, the more terrifying its scale becomes, and the number of residents living there also grows immensely.

The Wanjie Chamber of Commerce occupies a corner of the bustling area in the center of Duolun City. The building complex covers an area equivalent to dozens of monster cities.

There are hundreds of entrances and exits, all of which are larger and wider than the gates of human cities in the Tal plane.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw five or six suspected master-level experts within my sight.

"Let's go into the Chamber of Commerce." I didn't pay much attention to the strong individuals entering and leaving the Chamber of Commerce of All Realms.

"Yes, Master," Sword Demon Cisse responded.

A few hours later, the pumpkin carriage emerged from the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce and headed toward the official house purchase location.

I spent a large sum of money at the official housing purchase office in Duolun City and purchased a castle estate spanning several thousand acres within the city.

I bought the castle because, in Duolun City, only castle-level buildings are protected by the city's energy shield. Under the protection of the energy shield, attacks below legendary level cannot penetrate it.

In addition to security, the privacy of the castle is also excellent, and some spells with special effects can also isolate most disturbances.

I purchased the castle not just for enjoyment or safety, but out of necessity.

In the basement of the castle, I employed the hands of more than a dozen mages to manipulate various magic materials and carve magic lines on the altar according to a specific trajectory.

The magic materials and altar were purchased from the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce.

I was using these to construct a small teleportation array that could transport individuals from the Lava Wasteland to the Tal plane.

The teleportation spell I learned was only a single-body teleportation spell. I could teleport myself but not others. Moreover, each use of the alien teleportation array consumed varying amounts of energy depending on the distance.

The teleportation from the Tal plane to the Abyss Lava Wasteland plane was incredibly far. Once or twice was manageable, considering my wealth wasn't squandered. But long-term back-and-forth teleportation would make me feel distressed.

Therefore, the construction of the teleportation altar was necessary.

With the teleportation altar, the energy consumption would be greatly reduced, and multiple individuals could be teleported simultaneously.

Using the teleportation altar would generate strong energy fluctuations, so a sufficiently private property was required.

After spending a day and a night, the small teleportation altar was finally completed.

I placed a bunch of lower-quality elemental crystals into the altar's energy pool, and the teleportation circle on the altar immediately began to operate, searching for the destination I wanted to teleport to.

I entered the coordinates of the Tal plane into the magic circle.

Soon, the magic circle of the teleportation altar was calibrated, and teleportation became possible as long as energy was consumed.

However, I did not immediately teleport back to the Tal plane. I instructed the sword demon Cisse and the snake demon Salonya to guard the castle while I left.

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Three days later, I returned to Duolun City.

In the castle's basement, I said, "You two will practice in the castle and guard the teleportation altar for me."

The sword demon and the snake demon looked at each other, feeling unhappy with one another. But now that they had a common master, they had to endure it regardless of their displeasure.

"As you command," the two demons responded.

The teleportation altar lit up, and my figure disappeared into the Abyss Lava Wasteland.

In the Black Wing's Nest, Dragon Pond, my figure suddenly appeared. Regaining my oppressive black dragon true form, I stretched out comfortably.

"I really don't know how the silver dragon can maintain its transformation skills for dozens or hundreds of years," I sighed with emotion.

Maintaining this form for just a few days left me feeling uncomfortable all over. I had a strong desire to break free from the constraints of the humanoid form and revert to the true form of the dragon.

I summoned Sophia and threw a bunch of space bags at her.

"Master, what is this?" Sophia, who was buried up to her calves by the large number of space bags, asked in confusion.

"Inside are the specialties I brought from the Abyss. From now on, my daily food will be replaced with these and don't forget to share some with little ones especially the three," I said lazily.

As I spoke, I had a random thought, and five or six intermediate-level demon dog corpses stored in one of the space bags appeared in the Dragon Pond.

During the three days I was away, I accomplished two things.

The first was to bring back some specialties.

The second was that I spread a little power of the Void among the demons in the Lava Wasteland.

Although I couldn't control the creatures that gained the power of the Void, I discovered one thing: I could sense the locations of the creatures that possessed this power.

Because of this, I had the idea of giving many wild demons in the Lava Wasteland the power of the Void. From intermediate demons to high-level demons, and even great demons (master level), I bestowed it on many.

"I heard that many material planes summon demons to descend. If a demon with the power of the Void descends to the material plane, wouldn't it be possible to obtain the coordinates of the material plane just by sitting?"

This was my thought process.

What prompted this idea was the ridiculously high price of plane coordinates in the Wanjie Store.

The published plane coordinates were sold very cheaply because they were all material planes with masters.

But this was not what I wanted. What I needed was my own 'black garden.' Any entity with a master on the material plane, along with the existence standing behind it, was not something I could provoke at this time.

If the plane coordinates were undeveloped and unowned, the price was outrageously high. Even if my net worth increased a hundredfold, I still couldn't afford it.

Therefore, I gave up the idea of purchasing plane coordinates and planned to be self-reliant.

After Sophia left with a large number of space bags filled with Abyss specialties, I stepped into the arbitrary any door and arrived at a deserted island off the southern coast.

I spent some time digging a huge underground cave in a hidden part of the desert island.

In the underground cave, I took out a space bag, retrieved a large amount of magic materials and a basic altar, and began carving and constructing a small teleportation altar.

The reason I didn't build a teleportation altar in the Black Wing's Lair was that I feared one day I might offend a formidable and powerful enemy. If a fight broke out in the Tal plane, regardless of whether I won or lost, I would still suffer losses.

One day passed, and the teleportation altar was completed.

"I always feel like there's something missing," I muttered before suddenly realizing: I needed a caretaker.

I headed straight to the sea, swimming all the way.

"Intermediate sea beast, too weak."

"High-level sea beast, too weak. Eaten."

After swimming from the South Sea to waters thousands of kilometers away and diving tens of thousands of meters deep, I finally found a suitable guardian: a Mosasaur.

Mosasaurus is a species of dinosaur, and some intelligent creatures classify it as a subsaurian species. However, in reality, dinosaurs and true dragons are unrelated.

Dinosaurs are extraordinary beasts, often lacking magic-like abilities or the draconic aura of true dragons. However, they are frequently enormous and powerful, making them an extremely formidable group among beasts.

"It's you," I said, looking at the terrifying dark blue beast in the distance, over thirty meters tall, with satisfaction.

After some education, this mosasaurus, whose strength was comparable to that of a fifteenth-order master-level ordinary professional, obediently became my vassal, guarding the desert island teleportation array for me.

The intelligence of beast species is generally low, but that doesn't matter. Under the influence of the power of the void, after one or two years of overeating, even with cerebral palsy, one can reach a level close to the intelligence of ordinary people.

After solving the matter of the teleportation altar, I returned to Black Wing's Lair, Dragon Pond.

I started studying spells with concentration.

Not only do the otherworldly teleportation and instant teleportation spells require further study, but I also purchased a space storage spell from the Ten Thousand Realms Chamber of Commerce that I need to get started with.

I already hated going out with a bunch of space bags that couldn't hold much.

Moreover, in the event of fierce fighting, the space bag is easily damaged.

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Time passes gradually.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

During this period, after I successfully learned the fifth-tier space storage spell, I took all the wealth accumulated by Dragon Nest over the years through the teleportation altar and returned to the Abyss Lava Wasteland Plane.

In the Duolun City Ten Thousand Realms Chamber of Commerce, I purchased three racial professions for cultivating blood energy for the monster clans under my control, and then used all the remaining wealth to purchase various types of spells, from tricks to low-tier spells, to mid-tier spells. At the upper tier, there are hundreds of unique scrolls of spell knowledge, most of which are spells at the middle tier and below.

The three blood professions are:

The Ghost profession practiced by the Goblin clan.

The Violent Warrior profession practiced by the Troll clan.

The Bloody Banshee profession practiced by the Harpy clan.

As for the gnolls of the Wild Clan, they have inherited the Warg Knight profession of cultivating blood.

And kobolds? Although they do not have a profession suitable for cultivating blood energy, the kobold clan produces the most dragon-veined warlocks, accounting for two-thirds of the number in Black Wing Lair. In the positioning I gave to the kobolds of the Black Blood Clan, ordinary kobolds are responsible for mining, and a small number of qualified ones can practice the universal ranger or warrior professions for the time being. Their core task is to select and produce rare kobold dragon warlocks with spellcasting qualifications through mass reproduction.

As for the dragon-born humans and demi-humans in the Black Wing Lair, there is no need to specially buy blood professions for them to practice, because a few years ago, the Sieglinde family contributed two blood professions suitable for humans and demi-humans. One is the Blood Blade Warrior, and the other is the Door Blood Knight.

Now, a few years later, with the power of the void combined with the blood profession, the power of dragon-born humans and demi-humans cannot be underestimated. In terms of overall strength, it is enough to rank among the top three in the Black Wing Lair.

As for other bugbears, goatmen, tengu, troglodytes, half-dragons etc., the number of clans is too small, and I do not want to spend money to buy blood professions for these small clans with only a few hundred or thousands of clansmen. I'm not that kind yet.

This is enough generosity.

The reason for buying blood professions for goblins and trolls is that it can greatly increase the strength of their entire clan, give birth to more good cannon fodder, and bring more wealth and status to me.

The reason for buying a vitality profession for the harpies, whose tribe only has a few hundred, is because the harpies are a rare aerial combat unit, and as the dragon-born maids of the Black Castle, they must have a qualified guard, and their strength cannot be weaker than other clans, especially when their leaders hold a seat among the elites of my army.

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Another two months have passed.

On this day, I, who was studying magic in Dragon Pond, suddenly stopped.

A red scale heated up and slowly floated in front of me, and an image unfolded.

Carolina's strong red dragon body appeared in front of me. This was the projection spell engraved on the red scales.

"Good day, Your Majesty," Carolina greeted politely. But soon, her eyes became a little confused, because the Black Dragon King seemed to have grown a little bigger.

Was it an illusion?

Forget it, this kind of thing is not important now.

"I'm very sorry to disturb you, Your Majesty. This is from the Crimson Nest."

After the image disappeared, I also fell into deep thought.

The news brought by Carolina this time mainly has two points:

First, the Crimson Nest is preparing for war. The purpose of the Crimson Mother's war is also very clear: to conquer all the intelligent races in the Tal Plane and transform the Tal Plane into a Red Garden unique to the Chromatic Dragons.

Second, let me and the Black Wing Nest respond with troops in the south of the continent after the Crimson Nest launches a war sweeping the continent.

"It's only been more than half a year, but the Crimson Nest is already eager to launch a continental war?" I always felt a little unsafe.

In particular, the arrogant and reckless nature of the red dragon, as recorded in Dragon Heritage, made me a little worried.

It's not that I'm worried about the Crimson Nest, but that if the Crimson Nest fails in this battle, there will probably be no place for the Chromatic Dragons to live in the Tal Plane.

At that time, all intelligent races will unite to purge and defeat the Chromatic Dragons for the sake of survival, safety, and revenge—especially revenge, as this alone would unite common folk with nobles.

This is no longer a question of whether I want to get involved. Unless I leave the Tal Plane, I will have no choice but to fall into this whirlpool.

"If the Crimson Nest fails, I will also be implicated. Then we can only succeed," I said to myself.

Transform the Tal Plane into the Crimson Garden of the Chromatic Dragon clan!

"This war will last for a long time. I still have time to become stronger and develop," I thought calmly.

If, after winning, the Crimson Nest sees my strength surpassing that of the Crimson Mother, then I will definitely be the king of the Tal Plane.

As for the Crimson Mother?

At that time, if she is willing to commit herself to me and become my Crimson Queen, then it is best. If she is not willing, I can only beat her up and drive her out of the Tal Plane.

But when I thought of the Crimson Mother's glorious record against all the good and neutral groups in the Tal Plane a thousand years ago, I felt a little stressed.

"It seems that I have to go to the Abyss from time to time to catch some game to improve the effect of the feast. And also had check on the development of Unferdark"

The energy contained in those demonic eye sarcomas, which can swallow darkness and grow almost infinitely, is only to the extent of the flesh and blood of low-level monsters. The effect of feast enhancement is far less than that of swallowing top-order creatures.

Eating a large top-order creature will enhance the feast's strengthening effect by as much as several normal feasts.

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Three days later.

The Crimson Nest launched a war in the east of the mainland. The dragon power of hundreds of adult Chromatic Dragons swept across the land, destroying and occupying a human principality in one day. The former human principality became the habitat of countless monsters and evil dragons.

Just as the Crimson Nest's monster army continued to advance toward the center of the continent, the Ryan Empire, which resided in the center of the continent, quickly responded and dispatched legions one after another to support other countries on the front line.

Orcs and dwarves also sent legions and strong men to the battle line.

Some strong men from small and medium-sized forces were also recruited.

At the beginning of the war, both sides were relatively restrained, and neither of their legendary combat forces was deployed.

This is obviously the default rule of war for both sides.

After all, the strong men on both sides know that the other side is not easy to mess with, so it would be unrealistic to let the strong men fight to the death.

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