But just when David was about to jump out with dignity, confront his dragon mother directly, show his own value, and win the slim chance of survival, he found that the face of the red dragon mother seemed to show a look of disgust.

Then he flapped his wings on the spot, kicked on the spot, and flew deep into the mountains in the sky.

"Ah this..." This aftermath of the disaster really caught everyone by surprise.

After confirming that Dragon Mother had flown far away, David, who was almost suffocating, suddenly came out, shook off the red ashes all over his head and body, and gasped for air.

Thinking about the terrible encounter with death that I almost had before, the back of my head is still a little stiff.

But he still doesn't understand. Dragon Mother should have at least discovered the existence of drow before, but why didn't she kill them all?

Thinking like this, he instinctively turned his head and glanced, his face stiffened, and his eyes showed the same look of disgust as Long Ma before:

I saw two drow who had survived the disaster with their upper bodies buried in a pile of dragon dung, their buttocks sticking out, one of them still dripping with feces and urine, like two squirming maggots in a latrine.
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If it were him, he would probably not want to step on the daddy he was pulling just to kill two maggots.

Isn’t that crazy!

【Arrogance】

Seeing these words frequently appearing in his consciousness, especially when his head felt vaguely swollen every time they appeared, David suddenly felt something in his heart:

Could it be that my golden fingers are still charged? It’s just that I haven’t found a way to use them yet?

Thinking of the situation when he accidentally used them twice for the first time, David's heart moved.

He felt that he seemed to have found the key.

But he didn't dare to try it rashly. What if his ability was really rechargeable or required a corresponding medium?

If that was really the case, and he threw out all his trump cards with all his strength, he failed to kill these two drow directly...

No, with what the drow leader has shown, it seems impossible for him to kill him now.

Wait...

Old World, New World, Haimenguan Port...

Information heard from hearsay on the road flows through my consciousness.

‘Ship!’

‘Yes, they will definitely have to take a boat to transport me back.’

So...

‘I just need to find a way to burn their ship, right?!’

As for whether the furious Drow will pursue him and kill him?

Haha, he knows the drow too well, no, it’s his ancestor who knows the drow too well.

As long as creatures like drow leave them with a glimmer of hope to climb up, they will bet to the end until their pants are covered.

And whether it is now or that moment, as a red baby dragon, he is a golden bargaining chip to the drow.

It’s still the kind that’s enough to turn around and change your life!

In other words, when the time comes...

"I am the father! Hehehehe."

Just when David made up his mind and sneered silently, he felt a cool touch on his neck.

He didn't even need to look, he knew that the two drow behind him were holding up their scimitars.

I don’t know if he suddenly got rid of the death threat from Long Ma, but even if he returned to the original situation, his mood was surprisingly good.

He immediately lay down on the cool Gobi like a salted fish to show that he had no desire to resist.

After all, all six of his limbs were tied together, and even his tail was not spared. He couldn't surrender like a human, right?

And based on the dragon's habits, if he really shows his teeth and claws, it will definitely be regarded by the drow as the beginning of a decisive battle.

Seeing how cooperative the young red dragon was, the two drow who had already prepared to go through a lot of trouble looked at each other, and then Siatt, the leader of the drow, said helplessly:

"Come and help."

"Ah? I...I'll come?"

The drow mage who had just saved his life looked at the red dragon hatchling in front of him, which was almost the same size as a young wildebeest. When he thought about relying on her weak body to fight all the way to the port that was at least forty or fifty kilometers away, his calf

He had already begun to shiver faintly.

Siatt put her hands on her hips and looked around at the blood and elves on the floor, looking back at the idiots and wastes:

"Otherwise? Can you use your inferior necromancy skills to make us, the hapless sisters who have been reduced to pieces, perform [Dancing of the Dead]?"

"Then you need to use at least five rings of [Dance of Death]..." The drow mage lowered his head in shame.

"Or maybe you can help our dear little red dragon untie you now, and then bet that he will roast you while he breathes?"

David finally couldn't help rolling his eyes after being mentioned, but he didn't even think about taking the opportunity to intervene and gain a moment of freedom.

He knew that was absolutely impossible, but looking at the embarrassing situation of the two drow in front of him, he still felt a little gloating.

After traveling through time for so long, it was finally his turn to watch other people have fun.

"..." As for the drow mage, his head dropped even lower.

"Then why are you still standing there? Come here and lift me!" Siatt resisted the urge to chop this idiot with a knife, and then chop her recruitment agent when she got back.

Because of the sudden arrival of the Dragon Mother, the two drow corpses that were originally used as the red dragon's food reserves were thrown away.

If she couldn't bring this red dragonling on board before dawn tomorrow, she would have to consider operating on her only subordinate.

"I..." Feeling the murderous aura, the Drow mage could only cry with a mournful face, bent down, and started doing the work that originally belonged to the warriors.

At dawn the next day, two drow carried David, who was beginning to feel a little restless due to hunger. When they finally saw the silhouette of the ship docked on the coast, Shia let out a long sigh of relief.

"My lord prays, Lolth is high and the ship is still there."

From the moment she saw the dragon mother, she was worried that the ship might be burned by a breath of dragon breath.

Now it seems that her luck is not that bad.

With this true red baby dragon here, she at least has the trump card to make a comeback.

"I really can't walk anymore...Captain..." The drow mage, who was trembling all the way, knelt down on the spot.

This red hatchling is so heavy! It’s like lifting a solid piece of iron ore.

Siatt didn't even bother to look at this loser, and raised her hand to whistle towards the coast.

A quarter of an hour later, David, who had been dozing all the way, was carried into the cabin by several drow who were on board the ship. After smelling the faint smell of some herbal medicine, he opened his eyes.

Zhuoer's cabin was slightly dark but quiet. After passing through the narrow deck passage, David was quickly attracted by the scenery in front of him that was completely different from that of Blue Star.

The walls of the cabin are hung with curtains woven with exquisite spider silk. They shine with a strange light in the dim light, and pottery pots and statues with unknown functions decorate every corner.

In the center of the cabin, a desk made of dark, sombre wood occupies less than half of the space.

There are stacks of books, parchments, ink bottles and pens on it. The most conspicuous one is the "Red Dragon Book" spread out on the desk. In the corner near the desk and the porthole, there is another book covered with

A comfortable rocking chair made of winter wolf fur for the captain to read and think during the long voyage.

Witnessing this scene, David narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the level of threat to the drow leader again.

After all, you are not afraid that the enemy is too powerful, but you are afraid that the enemy is educated.

He can be sure that the other party must have corresponding experience and records to deal with all the threats that an ordinary red baby dragon can pose.

For example, dealing with the dragon's breath.

But as the group of drow continued to carry him to the next level, David narrowed his eyes and gradually showed smile lines.

As he expected, even though she was as strong as the drow captain, after going through many twists and turns and life-and-death crises and returning to the ship where she felt most at ease, she couldn't help but let down some of her guard.

As long as there is no drow leader personally guarding him, he feels that the success rate is at least half higher!

As we arrived at the lowest level of the cabin, it was no longer so comfortable. The entire lower cabin was shrouded in thick darkness, only dimly lit by candlelight. The walls were covered with black rusty chains and iron rings.

The red embers in the corner were piled with colorful dragon eggs. It was unknown how many dragon nests this group of thieves had stolen. In addition, the floor was covered with a circle of strange runes, exuding an odor that made Dai Dai

Wei Wei has a vaguely familiar aura.

That is the magical energy radiating from the bloodline of the female dragon in the dragon's nest.

The answer from the dragon inheritance emerged from the subconscious.

This group of drow were actually simulated through magic runes to ensure the survival and hatching rate of dragon eggs.

David, who had just marveled at this, suddenly noticed the iron cables on the wall and almost cursed him on the spot.

There is almost no need to guess, just to restrain young dragons like him who break out of their shells in advance.

This means that even if he does succeed in burning the ship, he will still have to continue the battle of wits and courage with the drow.

But something happened that he didn't expect.

Several drow did not tie him to the wall immediately, but one of them happily opened the root of David's tail and moved it towards his cloaca:
To be continued...