Chapter 1027 - 608 Power of Destruction
Kane Floating City,
Mirapoleias is very anxious.
Yes, although he is a very powerful Black Dragon, even all his siblings combined couldn’t defeat him.
Because of his rapid growth, his mother drove him out of the Dragon Nest early.
Though the life of wandering was tough, it made Mirapoleias grow quickly.
During his wandering, he also discovered an anomaly within himself.
The inheritance memory of the Dragon Clan allows young dragons to grow smoothly even without guidance from elders. Even if they sleep lazily all the time, sleeping can make them stronger, and by adulthood, they would at least have the strength of Gold High Order.
But Mirapoleias felt something was off with himself, not quite like the inheritance memory described.
He’s a Black Dragon, but his physical strength and power far exceed that of Black Dragons of the same age, almost like the legendary Red Dragon of the Five-Colored Dragons.
If that were all, it would be fine, but as he grew older and transcended the Golden Rank to become an Adult Dragon, he discovered a mysterious power within his body.
This black power, when appearing, indiscriminately destroys all items infused with Magic Power around him.
It also turned all the Magic Gems he painstakingly collected into a pile of Dust, the loss of his treasures pained him for quite some time.
However, this power also greatly enhanced Mirapoleias’ strength. This force of Destruction rendered the defenses of most opponents at the same Level meaningless to him.
This was also the backing behind his rampant plundering of wealth.
However, this power was extremely difficult to control, and he spent a long time to barely manage to control it.
Mirapoleias was extremely proud of this, even though he knew the Undead Mage Calvo was far stronger than him and had no good intentions, he dared to collaborate with him.
In the eyes of this Black Dragon, with such unique power, there was no need to worry about danger; what could possibly stop him?
Once he achieves Legend, there will be no question about it, then he will go back to deal with his mother who abandoned him prematurely.
Mirapoleias had good plans, but unfortunately, he encountered Lis.
No matter how magical the power of destruction, in Lis’s hands, it couldn’t make waves, and moreover, it intrigued Lis greatly.
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When Mirapoleias woke up again, he found himself lying on a cold steel bed, surrounded by numerous strange instruments he had never seen before, with a cold white ceiling in his view.
What’s going on?
Where am I?
Mirapoleias’ brain was in chaos, instinctively trying to move his body and flap his wings to stand up, but found his limbs weak and unable to control his body.
At the same time, he felt a burning pain all over, as if he’d been beaten for three days and nights.
At this moment, memories flooded back to his mind.
I’ve been captured!?
By that Human?
Mirapoleias was shocked, remembering the strength of that Human male, a shiver ran through his body, and the wound on his head seemed to hurt even more.
Even though Humans are physically such a weak race, there exists such a strong individual.
Mirapoleias’ inheritance memory mentioned the might of the Human Clan, but he had never met such an overwhelmingly powerful individual.
Now truly doomed...
The Black Dragon felt his future bleak; he knew Human greed was no less than that of the Dragon Clan,
Am I going to be dismembered?
The Black Dragon exerted all his strength to barely turn his head to the right, hearing voices in that direction.
His view changed from the cold white ceiling to a large room filled with instruments, where he saw a transparent crystal-like long neck bottle with crimson blood continuously dripping from the tubes into the bottle.
There were more than a dozen such long neck bottles.
The Black Dragon shifted his eye, seeing the tubes connected to the bottles coming from various parts of his body.
By Tiamat!
He’s extracting my blood!
The Black Dragon’s pupils instantly contracted into narrow vertical lines, his heart filled with indescribable fear.
Could it be that I’m meant to be eternally imprisoned in this room, continually having my Dragon Blood drained?
Mirapoleias’ mind exploded; if this were the case, he’d rather die!
Perhaps because the movement made a sound, not far from him, Lis turned around.
Mirapoleias could see that in front of Lis was a massive experiment table with many experimental devices, but most prominent were several slender black scales and bottles containing crimson blood on the table.
It’s over, really going to dismantle me!
The Black Dragon felt despair, he had already attempted to use the power of destruction to break the shackles binding him, though he could still sense the power of destruction, when controlling it to leave his body, a massive amount of magic power emerged to completely nullify the destructive force.
Even exhausting the remaining power of destruction had no effect.
At this moment, Lis’s voice sounded:
"Alright, stop struggling."
"Since I’ve captured you, there’s no chance for you to escape."
Lis stood in front of the Black Dragon, smiling as he looked down at the Black Dragon lying on the experimental bed.
This was the laboratory in Kane Floating City Arcane Garden, where Lis brought the Black Dragon to study the power of destruction within him.