Chapter 105: 103 But I refuse (third update seeking subscription)_l


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    As Otto had expected, this sleep didn’t waste too much time.


    Compared to three years ago, he had already be much stronger, and the changes a mature ck dragon could provide him were not that significant


    anymore.


    “Awooo…”


    Otto raised his body, lying in the sea of fire like a big cat with wings,zily stretching.


    His body was pulled to form an arch shape.


    If a pet cat did this, it would undoubtedly be adorable, but a giant dragon that looked incredibly terrifying…


    To most creatures, the scorching mes that were deadly turned out to be asfortable as a heated room for Otto.


    Climbing up from the still burning shattered charcoal, Otto shook his body and flicked off the debris on him.


    The rare warmth made his sleep very enjoyable, and maybe he could really take a dip in the magma in the Sulfur Mountainster.


    Although there were still traces of ck on the silver scales, they could be easily resolved by Sofia’s cleaning spells once they went outside.


    Regarding the abilities provided by devouring a True Dragon, the previous Green Dragon and Red Dragon had already given him most of them.


    So, swallowing an adult ck Dragon this time mainly provided Otto with its characteristic abilities.


    At least his body length only increased slightly.


    But, he now has a new weapon, Strong Acid Breath.


    As he gained more and more new abilities and breath weapons, Otto felt that one head was clearly not enough.


    After all, many abilities were most effective when released through the mouth.


    Although he still had the Multi-headed Regeneration ability, at least he wouldn’t use it lightly until he solved the problem of controlling new heads. At the same time, Otto was now almost immune to acid damage.


    He also gained many low-level spells mastered by the ck Dragon, such as Acidic Arrow and Darkness Magic, but they were modified.


    The energy source of the Acidic Arrow was provided by his newly acquired breath weapon, and Darkness Magic required Otto to open his mouth or release ck smoke from the gaps in his scales.


    Apart from acid immunity and strong acid breath, these abilities were not very advanced.


    Like this ck Dragon, mostzy giant dragons didn’t bother practicing spells or training regrly, relying solely on their natural talents to live. After all, sleeping would make them stronger, so why bother practicing…?


    Moreover,pared to magic, isn’t the convenient and powerful dragon breath more appealing?


    Most giant dragons had this mindset, so they didn’t master advanced spells until they became old or even ancient dragons.


    By that time, they would have lived for over four hundred years.


    If they were unlucky, they could be wiped out by dragon-ying squads of short-lived humanoid creatures, which would be a delightful story in the bards’ mouths.


    It’s worth mentioning that the inheritable memory of this ck Dragon was, as expected, absorbed by the Light Ball Boss.


    This time, the Light Ball Boss didn’t evolve any particrly useful functions.


    It just added a detailed list of the objects it had swallowed.


    Otto casually flipped through it, but it didn’t seemplete, so it could only disy recently swallowed objects.


    Seeing the top of the list, the objects swallowed were the Red Dragon and the Green Dragon, the two adult giant dragons.


    Even what he had eatenst night was detailed on there.


    So, what’s the point of this feature, just to remind himself not to forget those who had passionately sacrificed themselves for him?


    Toozy to bother with this, Otto sat in the fire, hesitating for a moment before patting his warm andfortable butt, pping his wings, and flew out of the sea of fire.ncing back, the ancient tree was still burning fiercely, the column of fire and ck smoke casting a dark red hue across the sky.


    Thankfully, there was no need to worry about environmental protection in this world…


    With that strange thought in mind, Ottonded at the heart of the Soaring Dragon Legion.


    Sofia and a group of high-ranking monsters had been waiting for him for quite some time.


    Without Otto having to say anything, the half-elf girl cast a cleaning spell on him.


    With a sense of refreshing coolness and vibration, Otto’s scales, which had been stained with ck soot, regained their shining brightness.


    Feelingfortable, Otto sat on a huge nket specially woven for him and asked Saru, “How long have I been asleep?”


    “Two days, Your Majesty!”


    The old lizardman with dragon wings respectfully replied.


    Otto nodded, then looked around.


    He noticed that the two newly transformed dragonborne monsters, Gnoll Warwick and Battle Lizardman Red Scale, were also present.


    Warwick, the loyalpdog, was kowtowing respectfully to Otto, devoutly kissing the muddy ground.


    As an exnation, Saru said, “They are waiting here as representatives of the outer city monsters. If you have any instructions in the future, it would be more convenient to order them directly.”


    Otto looked at Sofia, who was lyingzily on a chair.


    Behind her, several beautiful corrupted elves were carefully massaging her.


    Elise was holding a te of fresh fruit, asionally handing her a slice.


    Sofia seemed like a natural-born exploiter, enjoying everything without any psychological pressure.


    To be honest, Otto was quite envious of this scene…


    But he didn’t see Moray, the witch demon trapped in the wand, who was still working hard and forcibly instilling arge amount of spell knowledge into several Kobold sorcerers.


    He still had many magical problems to solve and needed to hurry toplete the tasks Otto had assigned him.


    Shifting hisplex gaze away from Sofia, he saw several ogres escorting a muscr serpentman.


    “Your Majesty! ”


    Saru pointed at the untrustworthy-looking serpentman and said, “He is the leader of all the survivors in the Thorn Legion and also the new chieftain of the Serpent n.”


    The previous leader of the Serpent n had been torn to shreds and eaten by Little Fatty.


    This serpentman stared at Otto for a while, realizing how much he had changedpared to three years ago, before reluctantly lying on the ground.


    Then, he said, “The Serpent n… is willing to submit to you…”


    “Really…”


    With a coldugh, Otto replied, “But I refuse!”


    “What?”


    The disheveled serpentman looked at Otto incredulously, this statement effectively a death sentence for the Serpent n.


    How could this be? Hadn’t the Silver Dragon always wanted the loyalty of the serpent people?


    “No, you can’t do this! The serpentmen can be of great help to you, if you refuse us, you will regret it!”


    Ignoring the tough words of the dying serpentman, Otto disdainfully waved his dragon w, and several ogres dragged him away with malicious grins.


    Soon, the miserable screams of the serpent people could be heard nearby.


    What a joke, waiting until they were at the end of the line to choose to join the Soaring Dragon Legion.. Did they really think Otto was still the poor, struggling dragon from years ago?