Chapter 185: The Irritable Mother Dragons.
The remnants of the Wind Drift Dragon, flung into the air, were caught by Porcelain Bowl. With its claws free, Iron Pot then proceeded to deal with the Grim Claw Dragon hiding in the rock wall.
The remaining corpse of the Wind Drift Dragon in the Grim Claw Dragon’s mouth was torn into pieces by Fire Dragon’s sharp claws, but it was difficult to progress further from there.
The Grim Claw Dragon relied on its pair of claws for sustenance, surpassing Fire Dragon in reaction speed and agility. Iron Pot initiated close combat, leaving claw marks and scratches on its face, but it always managed to recover more quickly.
Facing the Grim Claw Dragon hiding in the rock crevices, if Iron Pot wanted to extend its claws inside, its wings would hit the rock wall, losing half their swinging space.
Iron Pot tried to use its claws to grip the rock wall, stopping the flapping of its wings and extending one claw to grab the Grim Claw Dragon.
But the Grim Claw Dragon suddenly burst forth, colliding forcefully with Fire Dragon and causing it to fall backward, hanging upside down.
Iron Pot could only flap its wings and fly up, spitting fireballs toward the rock crevice.
“Roar!”
The Grim Claw Dragon, with no way to avoid it, let out a groan, prompting other Fire Dragons to join in.
Realizing it couldn’t continue like this, the Grim Claw Dragon voluntarily left the rock wall, leaping out during the gap between fireball sprays and directly grabbing onto the body of the Fire Dragon, instantly flashing onto its back.
Iron Pot began to shake its body violently, trying to throw off the Grim Claw Dragon on its back.
Whether adrenaline or nourishing extract, they allowed the Grim Claw Dragon to unleash the potential of the Fang Dragon Type at a critical moment, leaping from Iron Pot’s body and hugging Wooden Ladle’s head.
With one powerful exertion, it caused Wooden Ladle to lose balance and fall downward, while it jumped toward the next Fire Dragon.
Watching the Grim Claw Dragon perform perilous jumps in the air, Jié Jié thought, wasn’t there some saying about Fang Dragon Types?
Fang Dragon Types can all fly!
Seeing that the Grim Claw Dragon was kicking each Fire Dragon into the canyon and flying toward him, Jié Jié suddenly flapped his wings.
The wind pressure from the two wings was directly expelled, along with the gale leaking from his mouth, pushing forward while Jié Jié himself retreated. The Grim Claw Dragon in the air, unable to stabilize its form, fell downward.
Iron Pot dived to catch the falling Grim Claw Dragon, but was instead grabbed by it.
This Grim Claw Dragon had an extremely strong survival instinct, far surpassing the unlucky one that had been smashed into meat paste earlier.
Iron Pot decisively crashed into the rock wall, staining the rough rock layers with the Grim Claw Dragon’s flesh and blood.
The others were still out of the Grim Claw Dragon’s jumping range for now. After expending much energy earlier, it could only try to circle around to the front of the Fire Dragon, where it naturally faced the Fire Dragon’s claws and teeth.
Suddenly gripping claws pierced through the Grim Claw Dragon’s body, locking it tightly. Regardless of the counterattack wounds on its body, Iron Pot did not loosen its grip.
The Grim Claw Dragon rolled its body, struggling fiercely, continuously disrupting the Fire Dragon’s flight balance.
But this was the Grand Canyon with abundant rising air currents, and Jié Jié was watching from above.
As the Fire Dragons one by one regained their composure and restored their flight posture, a tug-of-war centered around the Grim Claw Dragon began.
In the end, the Fire Dragons, covered in wounds, each held a piece of the Grim Claw Dragon or a piece of the Wind Drift Dragon, displaying their achievements to Jié Jié.
After the battle ended, the Fire Dragons injured by the dying counterattacks rested on the mountain, eating the tough tendons of the Grim Claw Dragon.
After a brief rest, Jié Jié swept the remains into the Grand Canyon with his tail, flapped his wings, and called his children to continue their journey.
Their journey took them from the Ancient Tree to the Grand Canyon, and then from the Grand Canyon to the Giant Ant Hill Wasteland, experiencing the scorching wasteland scenery.
He led the Fire Dragons toward the direction of the Golden Land he remembered, unsurprisingly finding the Glittering Dragon.
What surprised Jié Jié was that the Glittering Dragon was not found in the Golden Land, but rather its golden figure was spotted far away on the plain.
The glowing golden skirt armor was draped over the Glittering Dragon’s body, and the scorching heat made the surrounding air blurry.
At that moment, what was fighting her was a pitch-black Horned Dragon.
The Black Horned Dragon, though classified as a subspecies, was strictly speaking not a subspecies but a pregnant female Horned Dragon.
At this time, the Horned Dragon’s body pigmentation had settled. Due to hormonal imbalance, the protective instinct for itself and its offspring was excessive. The already territorial Horned Dragon became even stronger and more ferocious under these circumstances.
At this point, the Black Horned Dragon would even attack Ancient Dragons. For Ancient Dragons, because it lacked martial virtue, it was sufficiently troublesome.
Rolling heat was expelled in the form of breath weapons, liquefying the sand into viscous liquid that boiled and churned.
“Roar Roar Roar Er!!!”
The Black Horned Dragon roared, launching another Dragon Charge after being slapped away by the Glittering Dragon.
The massive black horn violently shook upon colliding with the Glittering Dragon, splashing large amounts of molten gold everywhere.
Facing the ticklish horn strike, the Glittering Dragon pressed down heavily with her chest, the high temperature and sticky gold enveloping the Black Horned Dragon.
When she lifted her body, it could be seen that the Black Horned Dragon’s head was buried in the Glittering Dragon’s chest, clinging to it while its lower body struggled incessantly.
After pulling its head out, the Black Horned Dragon quickly burrowed underground upon landing, disappearing from the sight of all dragons and humans.
“Is it gone?”
The Dragon People Tribe hunter who had been thoroughly beaten by the Black Horned Dragon muttered, then began observing and recording the unnamed Gold Ancient Dragon.
But the hormonally imbalanced pregnant mother didn’t flee, but instead launched the most unchivalrous attack.
The Glittering Dragon, scanning her surroundings, suddenly let out an angry roar, stepping aside to reveal the Black Horned Dragon beneath her skirts launching a ground spike attack.
The black figure disappeared in an instant, burrowing underground again.
The continuous underground drilling of the Black Horned Dragon really chilled the dragons’ nether regions.
By this time, Jié Jié had already settled the timid Fire Dragons, hovering above the Glittering Dragon’s head, just in time to see the constantly emerging and diving Black Horned Dragon.
“Pregnant mother dragons with hormonal imbalances are truly terrifying!”
But is this Glittering Dragon also pregnant with hormonal imbalances?
Dodging the incoming breath weapon in time, Jié Jié watched the Glittering Dragon, whose hatred was pulled away again by the constant emergence and disappearance of the Black Horned Dragon, briefly pondering.
The ground below began to boil on a large scale in the Glittering Dragon’s anger. When the Black Horned Dragon emerged again, visible signs of melting appeared on its black shell.
Bright black light.
Amidst continuous roars, the father of the Black Horned Dragon’s child, a regular Horned Dragon, finally arrived on the battlefield.
But this father came fast and left faster, fleeing into the yellowish-brown wasteland after being slapped away by the Glittering Dragon, disappearing without a trace.
