Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 18 The Death of Modes

When the tumbling blood-colored dragon pupil appeared in sight, the strong sense of crisis made Modes's scalp tingle.

Make a strange cry.

Modes panicked and wanted to instinctively stay away from Italyk. However, facing the prey that had thrown himself into the net, Italyk, who had been dominated by the tyrannical desire to destroy, would not let it go easily!

The bloody mouth covered with sharp dragon teeth suddenly opened.

Regardless of the deep bloodstains that Modes had scratched at the junction of his dragon wings and neck, Itarek bit down fiercely with thunderous momentum, and the scorching dragon blood instantly dyed the sky red!

The two black dragons wrestled fiercely.

Falling from the sky to the earth, struggling to fly from the ground, chasing after him, crashing and crashing countless mountains, falling rocks and rolling, a scene of shaking the world.

The huge power poured out devastated the surrounding terrain beyond appearance, and countless trembling birds and beasts died due to the burst of dragon power and unintentional crushing.

Italek's size is not dominant, but the Berserk spell endowed him with indifference and cruelty enough to chill Modes' heart!
The loss of pain sensation made Itarek not afraid of any tragic injuries, and although the fading of sanity temporarily prohibited the normal release of dragon language magic, it also made Itarek burst out with amazing blood, and exchanged injuries for injuries. The tragic momentum is fighting with Modes!
The furious dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

One of Italek's eyes was stabbed with blood, and the dragon scales on his abdomen and torso were scratched and bitten off.

Some broken dragon scales even pierced deeply into the flesh under the brutal force, and blood oozes out every time the muscle is pulled, just looking at it can make people feel the pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

But as an enemy standing opposite Italyq, the current situation of Modes is countless times more miserable than him!
The winding dragon horns were cut off in a ruthless bite, and large chunks of flesh and blood on Modes' body were missing as if they had been torn off, and Bai Cencen's bones could still be seen inside.

At this moment, Modes was no longer as proud as before, and his trembling dragon pupils were full of fear.

After a brutal fight just now.

Modes was shocked to find out that Itarek felt that he was delicious, as if he was not just talking...

The most powerful proof is that.

When Itarek was fighting him, every bite was not so much an attack, but a bloody eating in an urgent desire for food.

Every time I bite off a piece of flesh from myself.

While venting his inner desire for destruction, he would raise his head without hesitation and devour a large piece of fresh meat that belonged to him under the chilling eyes of Modes.

Then dripped saliva mixed with blood from the corner of his mouth, and once again fixed his hungry eyes on Modes.

It was as if after briefly satisfying the wriggling stomach, the frenzied urging of even hunger suddenly surged in my heart!
He completely ignored the serious injury on his body.

With a frightening aura of wanting to wipe out a whole black dragon, Itarek roared and rushed towards Modes, setting off a new round of cruel reincarnation of exchanging injuries!

So much so that in this infiltrating scene.

Modes's heart was constantly shaken, and finally he gradually gave birth to the emotion of fear.

Even though he was facing a young dragon who was a full growth stage behind himself, the thought of retreating inevitably began to erode Modes' fighting spirit.

If the fighting continues, Modes seems to have seen the bleak picture of himself being bitten into a keel by Italek!

"Crazy, you crazy black dragon! I won't play with you anymore—!"

Mordus' growl was loud, but it couldn't hide the fear in his voice.

Enduring the pain by force.

Modes paid for half of the dragon's claws being torn off. A pair of tattered dragon wings stretched out as much as possible, and he was about to turn around and flee desperately.

She was a completely different person from the self who thought she had seized the odds and took the initiative to stand out not long ago.

As if aware of the risk of the duck flying away, Italek's crimson dragon pupils reflected the panicked figure, and amidst the chaotic roar, he pressed Modes tightly under him, mustering all his strength. Bite down fiercely!
I don't know whether it was intentional or not, this time italek bit the relatively fragile dragon wing.

In an instant.

The crisp cracking sound from the battered dragon wings made Modes feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

The biting behind him stopped abruptly.

With the last ray of hope, Modes looked back stiffly.

I saw Italek's bloody breath, spitting enthusiastically on Modes's face, like an invitation from death.

"You...really...delicious..."

A hoarse announcement was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

The next moment, a dragon's mouth full of teeth suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and it became the last picture Modus saw in his life!
The gluttonous feast begins here!
Wait until Italek wakes up.

The sudden burst of pain in his body and the huge amount of blood loss for the giant dragon immediately made him dizzy, and he collapsed uncontrollably on the ground, not even wanting to move a single paw.

After pretending to be dead for a long time on a messy ground, the memory of the berserk period slowly recovered.

Smash your mouth.

Italek seemed to still be able to feel the smell that made him linger, so he couldn't help curling his lips silently in his heart.

He actually gnawed on his prey while it was still alive, and he was too savage when he was berserk.

At least it has to be cooked!
As a result of eating and fighting at the same time, Itarek's belly was so full that it almost exploded, and his body was so painful that he almost passed out.

"I don't know when the dragon language magic for healing will be created. This is too painful."

Italek grinned and staggered to his feet.

Although the berserk technique would be immune to pain, the injuries he received would still be endured intact. Such painful injuries would probably require him to cultivate for decades.

And had the first violent experience.

Italek couldn't help admiring those Ketero trolls whom he had never met before, for being able to maintain their sanity under such a strong emotional impact.

If you have a chance to meet them in the future, you must steal that precious technique... for reference!

"Since you have entered my stomach, I will generously forgive your offense. In your next life, you must remember that when you pass by the city, don't casually prepare to breathe the dragon's breath."

A second of silence for the deceased Modes, Italek almost laughed out of grief.

However, he, who has already dealt with this feuding enemy, has not forgotten that the giant dragon present is not just the two of them.

On a hillside dozens of kilometers away, Veronica tiptoed about to take off.

The thought that Modes might come back at any time, or even worse, the even more terrifying young black dragon, made Veronica feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

As the only bystander who watched the hell-like hand-to-hand fight, Veronica didn't want to see that thoroughly lunatic black dragon at all now!
She had thought Modes was crazy enough.

But I didn't know until then.

It turns out that Modes is still a pure and normal person with beautiful features in the black dragon, and the real madman always fights while cooking!

To be honest, Veronica admits to being intimidated.

Now she just wants to go back to her own warm dragon's lair in the hub of time and space, and sleep well for decades to forget this ghostly experience!

"You can't see me, you can't see me...you go wherever you want to kill, don't pay attention to me..."

The thread of time turned into a gentle dragon's breath, covering Veronica's body to eliminate the last injury that affected her flight.

I can't wait to flap my wings and leave.

By coincidence, a dark and deep shadow fell down suddenly, and at the same time as a large cloud of smoke was raised, the amber dragon pupil curiously looked at Veronica, who was like a stone and dared not move.

Then, a word that made the bronze dragon break the defense on the spot sounded.

"You look delicious, too?"

(End of this chapter)