CHAPTER 414: CHAPTER 253: THE SILENT DECAYED DOMAIN (PART 2)

Christoph pondered for a moment, then answered seriously, "However, to my knowledge, the species known as the Night Dragon lives in Black Des. If you find one to lead the way to the territory of the Decayed Dragon God, you should be able to borrow their Ultra-Long-Distance Teleportation Array to return to Elariya."

"Night Dragon? How do we find them?" David’s mind immediately searched for information from the Dragon heritage, but even the vast knowledge base of the Chromatic Dragons revealed very little about this elusive species. All he knew was that it was a kind of dragon that liked to live in darkness and shadows, with dark black scales, adept at stealth and even capable of becoming invisible in the dark. Like the Shadow Dragon, they also possessed a shadowy breath weapon. However, the dark mist they expelled could absorb the life energy of the living. Another distinctive feature they had compared to other dragon species was that they might not accumulate treasures nearly as greedily as other dragons but were more focused on the expansion and growth of their territory and power—for instance, collecting fresh souls, devouring and absorbing their memories to attain more experiences and knowledge.

Then Christoph provided a piece of information that brightened David’s perspective. "Find them? If they don’t wish to be found, you’ll never find them in your lifetime. However, Night Dragons generally have vast territories and are highly territorial. Perhaps the crashing of the Snail Shell Ship has already caught its attention. But now that I, such a dazzling legendary Red Dragon, am here, I wonder if it dares to show itself."

"Is that so? Then we must take a risk. Please, Ancestor, go into the ground first and rest for a while. Leave the rest to me."

"Ah?" Christoph hadn’t quite kept up with David’s rebellious line of thought when David suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Imprisonment Spell variant—Burial

"You!" Christoph was buried a kilometer underground by him.

Since a Red Dragon could sleep in magma, suffocating for a bit shouldn’t be a concern, right? Christoph, the legendary Red Dragon, was simply too conspicuous on this wasteland. He could only inconvenience the Ancestor for a while.

Soon, David used Jealousy to turn into a black dragon like Felicia. With his claw, he picked up the carcass of a Spirit Sucker, hiding amidst the wreckage of the Snail Shell Ship.

Immediately, he touched the now cold corpse of the Spirit Sucker with the tip of his tail.

Resurrection of the Dead

Because David used one of the lowest levels of Undead magic, the unfortunate elder Spirit Sucker plummeted from legendary status. Just after being revived, it was bound and whipped by David.

"Scream for me."

The abrupt transformation into an Undead, especially a lowly ’skeleton soldier’, caused the elder Spirit Sucker to let out a mournful and plaintive screech, as despairing as the Governor who had seen David detonating the Snail Shell Ship up close.

Mind-Piercing Screech

Such a close-range psychic roar made David feel as if his soul was leaving his body. He quickly twisted off the head of the Undead Spirit Sucker and threw it into the Portable Cave, restoring peace.

The Grey Wilderness in Black Des was too vast. David could only gamble, betting that the Night Dragons were as sensitive to their large territories as Christoph had said.

"The bait has been scattered. Now, let’s see if any fish nearby take the hook." After doing all this, David immediately turned around and winked at his dragon father behind him.

This straightforward yet extremely crude method also left Attilicia gaping in shock, not daring to make a sound the entire time, for fear of being buried as well by the rebellious son.

The young Spirit Sucker in his throat, likewise using Attilicia’s eyes to witness David toying with the elder Spirit Sucker’s soul, was almost frightened into fainting, daring not to make a move.

They waited patiently in the ruins for four whole days. There was no sight of the Night Dragon, and Brittany, who was pursuing the Spirit Sucker Governor, had also not reappeared.

Instead, their presence attracted a number of wandering Undead trying to feast on the life energy that the Snail Shell Ship had yet to disperse.

Just as David’s patience was about to run out, a Seductive Demon came to the wreckage of the Snail Shell Ship. It began to rummage through the remaining corpses in an attempt to squeeze out some soul embers.

Damn, a Demon Outpost? Just as David worried whether this might signal an impending demon tide, his sharp senses detected something amiss. A ripple, undetectable without close inspection, suddenly spread across the empty darkness.

The next moment, a black dragon, two sizes smaller than him, pounced out. It killed the Seductive Demon instantly, tearing it into strips of dried meat and beginning to feast.

"..." David and his dragon father looked at each other, speechless.

Indeed, they thought, the Night Dragon lived up to its reputation as a sly creature, famous for its cunning. Who knew how long it had been there? Perhaps, seeing no other living prey and unable to assess the risks inside, it had simply decided to use the wreckage of the Snail Shell Ship as bait for its own fishing.

To ensure a swift catch of this ’lurker,’ David chose not to startle it hastily. Instead, he immediately pulled the Ancestor back from deep underground.

"I..." Christoph, who had been locked underground for four days and nights, was just about to curse when David’s words smothered all his rage and grievances. "Night Dragon! Catch it! Whether we can quickly return to the main material plane now depends on you, Ancestor!"