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Just as Caesar's Soldier Beetle was gnawing away happily at the dragon corpse.
High up in the sky, a huge black dragon slowly descended.
It was none other than Demon Dragon Xiao Hei.
Previously, it had been whipped away by the Rock Spirit Giant Serpent's tail, suffering quite heavy injuries.
After resting for several days and devouring a large amount of exotic beast flesh and blood, it had gradually recovered.
At this moment, it folded its wings and silently landed beside Caesar.
Its ferocious dragon head lowered, and its huge dragon eyes looked at Caesar, surprisingly showing a meek and obedient appearance.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Huai smiled.
This guy's nose was really quite sensitive.
Obviously, it had smelled the fragrance of the Hell-level dragon corpse and was drooling with envy.
However, without Zhou Huai giving the order, it didn't dare to step forward and eat it on its own.
During this defense battle of Donghai City, Demon Dragon Xiao Hei had indeed made quite a contribution.
The first Hell-level BOSS, Soul-Devouring Golden Feather Eagle, was also thanks to it entangling it tightly, allowing Da Yi to seize the opportunity and kill it in one strike.
Naturally, Zhou Huai wouldn't treat them unequally.
Controlling Caesar, he stretched out the hand wearing a black chitin glove and pointed from afar at the huge dragon head that had fallen into the ruins in the distance.
The meaning was very clear: "The dragon head is yours."
Who would have thought that after taking a look, Xiao Hei shook its head with full of disdain.
A low whimpering sound came from its throat, as if it was saying, "The dragon head has too many bones and doesn't taste good."
Zhou Huai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"The dragon head of a Hell-level BOSS, every piece of flesh and every inch of bone on it are extremely precious materials, yet you're still being picky."
Ignoring him, Xiao Hei's huge dragon head gently rubbed against Caesar's arm.
That pair of slit pupils was filled with ingratiation and longing, like a child acting spoiled to ask for candy.
Zhou Huai could do nothing about it and finally relented, indicating that he could detach a dragon leg for it.
"Roar!"
Having obtained permission, Xiao Hei immediately let out a cheer-filled dragon roar.
It fiercely flapped its wings, its massive body stirring up a gust of wind as it impatiently charged into the giant crater.
It opened its bloody maw, its sharp fangs capable of biting through steel sinking fiercely into the Purgatory Flame Dragon's thick hind leg!
"Crack!"
Accompanied by a teeth-aching sound of shattering bone, it actually forcefully ripped that dragon leg, which was thicker than a house, off from the root!
Scalding hot dragon blood gushed out wildly like a fountain, splashing all over its body.
Yet Xiao Hei didn't mind at all, holding that huge dragon leg in its mouth as it began to feast heartily, just like gnawing on a delicious bone.
On the other side, within the Zerg Space, Soldier Beetles were still flying out in an endless stream.
They joined the black army devouring the dragon corpse.
Time passed minute by minute.
Unawares, the number of Soldier Beetles flying out from the Zerg Space had already exceeded twenty thousand.
On the Purgatory Flame Dragon's massive skeleton, it was densely covered with wriggling black dots, looking scalp-numbingly terrifying.
However, the size of a Hell-level BOSS was ultimately too large.
Having gnawed for so long, these Soldier Beetles had only managed to bite out small pits across the surface of the dragon corpse, merely a drop in the ocean.
On the other hand, over at Xiao Hei's side, that huge dragon leg had already been mostly gnawed away by it, exposing ghastly white bones.
Xiao Hei let out a satisfied burp.
A visible, rich surge of energy circulated across the surface of its body.
It flapped its wings, greeted Zhou Huai, and then turned to fly off into the distance.
Now it just needed to find a quiet place to properly digest it, and its Level could improve once again.
Zhou Huai quietly observed the insect swarm.
Among the first batch of Soldier Beetles that had devoured the dragon meat earlier, another portion of them underwent a deeper level of mutation.
Not only was their chitin completely crimson, but fine, dark-red patterns resembling dragon scales actually emerged on the surface.
These patterns weren't simple decorations, but truly raised scale structures, flashing with a metallic luster under the dim light.
Zhou Huai's thought stirred, and one of the Soldier Beetles that had completed its secondary mutation immediately fluttered its wings, flew up from the dragon corpse, and landed on his palm.
He carefully inspected this little fellow and immediately opened its status panel.
【Name: Soldier Beetle】
【Level: LV3】
【Strength: 10】
【Mental Strength: 10】
【Agility: 10】
【Physique: 10】
【Skill 1: Bite LV1 (Uses sharp mouthparts to inflict attacks on the enemy.)】
【Skill 2: Flame Dragon Fire LV1 (Immune to high temperatures, can spew flames with corrosive and armor-piercing effects.)】
【Skill 3: Dragon Scale Armor LV1 (Body chitin transforms into dragon scales, defense increased by 200%.)】
Not bad, not bad.
Zhou Huai nodded in satisfaction.
How long had it even been, and its Level had already reached LV3.
It had also comprehended two such practical skills.
It would be even better if it could comprehend more core skills like Dragon Breath or Dragon's Might.
Just as he was thinking this.
Down below on the Purgatory Flame Dragon's corpse, a low dragon roar, as if squeezed out from the depths of a throat, abruptly came over.
Compared to a real dragon roar, this sound was countless times smaller, sounding more like a mosquito's hum.
Yet this seemed to be a genuine dragon roar.
Zhou Huai's mental scan swept across, quickly locking onto that Soldier Beetle which had made the dragon roar.
He was curious about how this little fellow managed to produce a dragon roar.
Upon careful observation, he discovered that both ends of this Soldier Beetle's mouthparts had undergone extremely peculiar mutations.
At the base of its sharp mouthparts, two tiny, cicada-wing-thin flesh membranes that were vibrating slightly had actually grown out.
It was precisely the resonance of these two flesh membranes that allowed it to produce a sound similar to a dragon roar while biting into flesh and blood.
This was only the first one.
The effect was not very obvious.
Once the number of Soldier Beetles that comprehended this ability reached a certain scale.
Perhaps they could truly release real dragon might.
An Insect Tide army capable of releasing dragon might and Dragon Breath...
As Zhou Huai was thinking blissfully, Uncle Fu's voice suddenly came from beside his ear.
"Young Master, Young Miss Moli requests to see you."
Zhou Huai quickly returned his consciousness to his main body and slowly opened his eyes.
He spoke calmly.
"Let her in."
Uncle Fu nodded and turned to walk out the door.
Not long after, a figure walked in from outside the house, the sound of footsteps appearing somewhat restrained.
It was Moli.
She had trimmed away her head of jet-black long hair, leaving only a capable head of shoulder-length short hair.
That pretty face, which always carried a hint of icy aloofness, was now written full of exhaustion, her eye sockets slightly red—evidently she had just been crying.
Seeing Zhou Huai in the wheelchair, Moli's body trembled violently.
Taking two quick steps forward, she arrived close by and knelt on one knee without hesitation, producing a dull, soft sound.
Her head lowered deeply, her voice filled with uncontrollable gratitude and excitement.
"Your subordinate Moli greets the Master!"
"Thank you, Master, for saving Donghai City!"
Zhou Huai waved his hand to signal her to get up, not wanting to waste words with her either.
He asked directly: "This time defending Donghai City, how many brothers did our Evernight Guild lose?"
Hearing this, Moli's newly risen body stiffened once again.
That pretty face, which already lacked color, instantly turned a few shades paler.
Her lips quivered, and in the end, she reported truthfully: "According to my statistics, defending Donghai City this time, our Evernight Guild... lost two hundred and eighty-three brothers in battle."
