Chapter 243: Destruction (1/2)

Chapter 243: Destruction

“What, what does he want to do?” The proud golden dragon couldn’t help but exclaim with a shudder of his heart when he saw Han Shuo, evil incarnate, glare sternly at him with blood red eyes.

“How do I know?! Oh my gawd, honored master, just what do you want to do? I’m your most humble servant Gilbert!” Gilbert had just drawn himself upright when he saw the violent looking Han Shuo stride over, a wave of murderous intent churning towards him like a wave of blood. Gilbert immediately started screaming in a panic.

It was a pity that Han Shuo’s expression was a frightful leer at the moment. His pupils had all turned a blood red as he threw his head back, screaming to the heavens, and charged over like a bloodthirsty beast.

The aura circling around him had solicited into a red mist, and started turning over with an incontrovertible momentum as Han Shuo leapt and flew.

“This is bad, he’s lost his reason!” The cyclops’ thunderous tones suddenly cried out as he prepared for the worst.

The golden dragon was standing the closest to Han Shuo at this time, and he’d already curled himself into a ball, becoming Han Shuo’s first target of attack. Han Shuo had already landed on the golden dragon’s head amidst the mass of aura and punched downwards with one fist.

If it’d been only Han Shuo’s fist, the golden dragon might not have minded that much. After all, Han Shuo’s body size was on a different level from the golden dragon. There was a limit to the power behind his punch and the area he could cover. He would be unable to cause too much damage to this enormous being.

However, when the punch came crashing down, the murderous aura around Han Shuo suddenly coalesced into the forms of red fists the size of small mountains. The fists completely encircled the golden dragon’s coiled up form, the pressure such that he could barely catch his breath. A destructive ferocity descended upon his head.

The proud golden dragon cried out in pain as he cussed viciously. He was forced to uncurl himself and stab out viciously with his tail that was as long as the Great Wall of China.

Rumble…

An earth shattering explosion traveled from the impact of the violent punch and the golden dragon’s tail. The boulders around the golden dragon crumbled from the impact as he howled with pain. His dragon tail couldn’t seem to take the pressure as it curled together with a shake. The more than ten meter long body was laid low from its previously proud position with this blow.

“Wahaha, mighty master, your humble servant is proud of you! You used your power to beat the strongest of the dragon race, the golden dragon, into the ground! I, Gilbert of the dark dragons, have witnessed this historical moment. You are the master I chose alright…”

The terrifying blow had pounded the golden dragon into the ground. Disbelief shone out of the cyclops’ single eye as Gilbert continued to yell, “Eh… my mighty, handsome, amazing, and noble master, what… what do you want to do? Are you planning on hitting your cutest, most loyal, most honest, and most humble Gilbert? Um…”

However, the fist with blood red light coming out of it vanished before Gilbert’s fawning had ended. When Han Shuo kicked towards Gilbert, a blood red foot appeared out of midair and aimed straight at the chattering dark dragon.

Before Gilbert had even finished yammering, this foot had already stepped down on Gilbert’s head. If it continued, Gilbert would never again be able to be this noisy!

“ROAR…”

As the dark dragon roared in despair, a towering figure suddenly shot out. An enormous green hand dragged back this foot for Gilbert, and the green cyclops crashed to a sitting position on the ground after a series of rumblings and shaking. He looked in fear at the grimacing Han Shuo who was slowly descending.

“Stupid dumb dragon, he’s already lost his mind and isn’t your master anymore. Do you want to die?” The golden dragon had finally struggled up from his collapsed position on the ground. He couldn’t help but shake his head and tail and roar, wanting Gilbert to recognize reality.

Gilbert found it a bit difficult to react. In the depths of his heart, he was unwilling to believe that Han Shuo would want to kill him. He murmured to himself in a daze, “How is that possible? How would my master want to kill me?”

“Dumb dragon, although I don’t know what’s happened, your master really has lost his mind at the moment. He is now very, very strong. I and that unlucky golden dragon don’t have much energy left now. Only the three of us together will be possibly able to fight against your master!”

As the cyclops watched Han Shuo slowly descend form the sky, a boundless, thick murderous sense locking firmly onto them, he couldn’t help but cry all anxiously at Gilbert.

Gilbert shook his head dazedly. Although his heart ached, and he felt despair at Han Shuo’s vicious blow just now, he still said stubbornly, “No! Absolutely not! I can’t fight my master with you guys! Not even if I die!”

“Idiot, we wouldn’t be able to kill him with even the three of us! We just need to defend or control him! We’re saving him, you stupid, damned dark dragon! Do you understand this or not?” The golden dragon started roaring on the other side when he was faced with threat of death.

“Indeed, dumb dragon, we’re saving him, saving him! Stupid!” The cyclops immediately understood when he heard the golden dragon’s word and started yelling as well.

The dragons were a proud race, and if it wasn’t for special circumstances, it was very difficult for them to submit to humans, a race they disdained. However, once a dragon formed a contract with a human, their loyalty was unquestionable before their master died.

Gilbert had spent a bit of time with Han Shuo, and his master’s actions were right up his alley. Even though Han Shuo had lost his mind and had struck out viciously at him, he’d never had any thoughts of resistance. This was like a dark dragon’s naturally lewd nature, a innate brand on the dragons that no one was able to change!

The golden dragon understood this racial characteristic well and thus immediately changed his tune, spinning this as a way of liberating Han Shuo and dispelling the conflict that this formed against Gilbert’s nature.

Indeed, it was as if cold water had been dumped over Gilbert’s head. The golden dragon and the cyclops’ roaring shocked Gilbert awake. Having thought through things, he muttered anxiously, “That’s right, I must help you. Nothing can happen to you, your humble servant still needs your guidance!”

“ROAR…”