Black Dragon, starting from the feast

Chapter 64: The followers are eager to become stronger

"That's right, Lord Black Dragon will definitely defeat the enemy!"

The followers believed it without a doubt.

Among the lizardmen, the old lizardman Abby stroked his chin and thought to himself: "If the black dragon dies like this, then the lizardman tribe can take the opportunity to become independent, and maybe even annex the goblin tribe."

That’s right, Abby still wants to break away from Simon’s control.

Now that he heard from other people that Simon was going to fight an apostle of God, he began to have even more evil thoughts.

Of course, as the saying goes, age makes the wise.

Given Abby's cautious personality, it is impossible for her to act rashly.

Abby won't do anything unless Simon is really dead.

He was like an old wolf, lying in wait to find a chance for the tribe to survive.

Just as the followers were discussing, a huge figure finally emerged in the distant sky.

"It's Lord Black Dragon, it's Lord Black Dragon who is back!" Goblang shouted excitedly.

"Since Lord Black Dragon is back, does that mean he has successfully killed the apostle of God?" Bray's eyes revealed his admiration for the strong.

The figure on the horizon is getting closer and closer.

Even the goblins with dull brains noticed Simon's change.

"Master Black Dragon...has become even stronger!"

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Simon is covered in wounds, blood and looks in a miserable state.

However, his aura was that of a genuine seventh-level aura, and his body also became extremely large.

As a giant dragon over fifty meters long, the sense of oppression brought by Simon is undoubtedly overwhelming.

Even if he just stood there motionless, it was enough to inspire awe.

Simon flew from a distance, with a pair of dragon wings spread out, which was over a hundred meters long.

When Simon returned to the territory, Bray immediately stepped forward and asked, "Lord Black Dragon, did you kill the apostle of God?"

Simon nodded slightly and replied calmly, as if he had swatted a fly to death: "Of course."

"Sigh~"

All the followers present, including Abby who had always been scheming, couldn't help but gasp.

He is the apostle of God.

I didn’t expect that Simon could even kill God’s apostles now.

Abby's eyes were complicated.

He knew that even though Simon became stronger, the possibility of him leading the tribe to break away would become lower.

Just like now, after hearing that Simon killed the apostle of God, all the lizardmen were so worshipful that they wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Simon on the spot.

"I'm very tired after this battle and need to rest. The orc tribe has been destroyed. You should work as usual and don't disturb me unless necessary." Simon said as he walked towards the open space in the distance.

Fighting with the snake apostle had already made Simon physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, the Blood-Roaring God did not have enough information about him, and the random summoning of the undead actually helped him recover his strength. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he would have been able to continue fighting.

Simon lay on the ground, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The followers continued to discuss this topic.

"Does anyone want to go to the Orc Tribe to watch the battle between Lord Black Dragon and the Apostle of God?" Bray proposed first.

"I'm going."

"I'll go as well."

"Plus me."

More than 90% of the followers raised their hands.

The followers set out with great fanfare towards the battlefield between the Black Dragon and the Apostle of God.

When they arrived at the battlefield, all they saw was blood all over the ground.

The smell of battle has not completely subsided.

The thick smell of blood almost solidified into substance. In addition, there was a lot of blood on the ground that exuded the pressure of a giant dragon.

That was the blood that dripped onto the ground from Simon's injury.

“Is this the battlefield between the Apostle of God and Lord Black Dragon? It’s too horrible. There is no sign that the orcs ever lived here.”

"There are more than just traces. All the buildings of the orc tribe have disappeared. They must have disappeared in the battle."

"Goblang, please teach me, I also want to become stronger!"

"Goblang, me too, I want to have the same powerful strength as Lord Black Dragon!"

Some goblins took the initiative to approach the tribal leader.

At this moment, no one laughed at the goblins' wishful thinking.

Because everyone desires to possess such powerful power.

Goblang did not answer the goblins, but walked towards Bray: "Bray, please help me break through to the second level!"

Bray's cheek twitched.

You all come to me for advice, who else can I ask for advice?
……

Ten days passed in a flash.

The sun and the moon in the sky alternate, day and night.

Simon finally opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep.

"Andy, how long have I slept?" Simon opened his eyes and saw the elf passing by.

At this moment, the elf Andy became even smaller in front of him.

If it weren't for the dragon's excellent eyesight, Simon would have almost ignored this little guy.

"Oh, Simon, you're awake." Andy the elf was startled by Simon: "You slept for ten days."

Simon nodded slightly when he heard this.

"Ten days? That's about what I expected. I consumed a lot of energy, so I slept for a long time. But my injuries are only barely half healed."

Simon checked his injuries.

A lot of flesh has grown back, and scales are also slowly growing back.

But it is still a long way from full recovery.

This will seriously affect Simon's combat effectiveness, which is closely related to Simon's growth rate. Only by defeating a strong enough enemy can he increase his strength quickly.

"Judging from my current strength, if I want to break through to the eighth level, perhaps my body size needs to reach 70 meters."

As your strength grows, it becomes more difficult to break through.

"Let's put the issue of improving my strength aside for now. I need to heal my injuries right now."

"It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. If I want to fully recover, I'll have to lie down for at least half a year. Maybe I can find some other treatment methods."

Since it is a magical world, it makes sense to have a nanny.

You can catch a nanny to heal your wounds 24 hours a day.

The results may not be satisfactory, but it is better than recovering naturally.

The elf tribe is extremely mysterious. Perhaps there are nurses or medicines there, but unfortunately we can't find their location at all.

Simon closed his eyes and thought for a while, and after a while an idea came into his mind.

"With my current strength, I don't have to be afraid even if I fight against humans. With my seventh-level strength, I don't have to be afraid of the forbidden air magic cast by ordinary magicians."

"Should I go to Linn City... No, I am seriously injured now, and I don't know if the so-called legendary magician has returned. It is too dangerous to go to Linn City rashly."

Simon decisively rejected this decision.

"Then trade with humans."

"There are many monsters in the Magic Crystal Forest, and the Magic Crystal Mine is the main source of income for Linn City. Human adventurers and merchants often pass through the forest."

"I cannot show my face in order to avoid that legendary magician."

"That's when the followers come in handy."

(End of this chapter)