In the following days, under the surveillance of the two young dragons, life in the dragon's nest was quite calm, and there was no other difficulty except for lack of food and drink.

The little guys who besieged him whispered from time to time, occasionally staring at Wang Dong with hostile eyes for a long time, but at least they did not make any extraordinary moves.

When the iron door of the Dragon Nest Platform opened again, a dragon man walked in under the guidance of Dhakareshia and stared at the young dragon illuminated by the lights with his lizard-like head.

The dragon man is tall, strong, and wears dark red leather armor. Although he is not as thick as other dragon guards, his muscle lines and dark scales make his momentum even better.

"Are these little things hidden in the dragon eggs?" The dragon man looked at the female elf next to him and made a giggle and a bit nervous laugh.

"It's much smaller than I thought. The Sword-Binding One is like a group of colorful little mice. I really don't know how these little things can successfully deal with the fierce battle."

"Their failure is also our failure, Captain Salles." Dakareshia said in a serious tone: "Train them well to make them able to survive and eventually enter the arena to win the favor of their masters, so that you and I can get further promotion."

"Of course I understand." Dragon Salles put away his smile, and his scales trembled with some expectation.

A few screams sounded in the dragon's nest in front of Salles. Wang Dong looked at the source of the screams, all of the strongest and most powerful young dragons.

They responded to Dhakareshia's affairs about the arena with a tender voice, and these aggressive members could not wait.

Wang Dong knew that they would definitely get a "stop in the arena". No one dared to provoke them in the dragon's nest, including the big man in his dragon's nest.

"There are still a few small things that can be beaten." Sales looked at the excited look of several young dragons and said, "Follow me, we're going to start soon."

The broken black bricks were flowing with water flowing out of the cracks of the rocks. Captain Salles of the Dragon Man twisted his fat body and paced back and forth on it, making a scattering sound of water.

His upper body always looked at the young dragons stranded in the air, and his eyes fell on each "student".

When he saw Wang Dong, a hint of disappointment and disgust appeared in the yellow snake's eyes. The poor little thing seemed to have been beaten up, and its two wings flew high and low, without the aura of the dragon clan.

This is an abandoned passage connecting the orc barracks in the middle of the Black Stone Tower and the dragon's nest on the hillside. When the dwarfs were building the Black Stone Tower, they dug many holes deep into the mountain to find mineral veins or prepare for the construction of a new hall. This is one of them.

Caves like this are not uncommon in Black Rock Mountain, but now they have become paradises for some cave creatures or private nests for wanderers.

Wang Dong and other young dragons felt increasingly depressed and distorted when they were taken from the dragon's nest to this small space. Although he had never flew happily, the winged creatures finally yearned for a wider world.

"Before you, I will only train the black dragon." Sales said proudly: "Many of the young dragons flying back and forth at the top of the palace have become warriors through my hands."

"The young dragon does not mean that you are the objects of protection of the Black Wing Legion. On the contrary, you must make your own contribution. From soon, you will start fighting and prove your strength in the battle and get the opportunity to enter the arena."

"The Master hopes to prove your superiority as His most perfect creature in the arena... But now seeing you, I have no confidence in the adjectives of perfection and superiority."

Salles did not habitually belittle the students in front of him like every instructor or teacher before starting teaching. He really felt that the group of colorful young dragons in front of him seemed to have no special skills.

Among the five-colored dragons, the black dragon is the only fierce and aggressive bloodthirsty group. They will even attack other beasts and mortals for no reason, destroy the travel team, and even choose a village to destroy it because of a bad mood. This ferocity and cruelty began from the age of the young dragon.

So as a senior Black Wing Corps officer, Salles naturally used to seeing a group of evil kids yelling at each other, quarrel and even biting each other.

In his eyes, most of the young dragons in front of him looked like cowardly rabbits, and those who were calm and unhurried were more dull than calm.

Thinking of the gap between the two, he couldn't help but sigh.

"But your teacher is me, Salles, the most powerful blessed person on Black Rock... at least one day will be the most powerful, so everything has room for improvement."

Salles's huge mouth, covered with scales, grinned open the corner of his mouth, and giggled, while stretching out his arms to summon his subordinates, two beast soldiers wearing black iron armor standing not far away.

"Go and tell the guards of the Dead Claw Clan to bring me those dwarves."

"Yes, sir."

The dialogue between them was not the Dragon Word, but the rough language that Wang Dong learned in the Petri dish - the orc language.

After a while, ten dwarves in wet gray shirts were chained into two teams and were brought to Sales by a dragon man and several beast soldiers.

The dwarves cursed, and a few of them were thinking of breaking away from the chains. However, in the hands of the dead-clawed dragon guard with the chains in front, each dwarf was dragged casually like a weak child.

"Citizens of Dark Furnace City." Salles' smile stopped on his face: "Now I will give you a chance. As long as I can survive the next trial, I will..."

"Let us be free?" asked a white-bearded dwarf.

“…Let you live another week.”

"Ph!" Another young dwarf was about to spit out fire, and he yelled: "Bad traitorous dirty beast, you will lose shamefully in this war, and then be swallowed by the flames with your master. You have no idea what power you are against!"

"Maybe, maybe, little dwarf." Sales shook his body and walked to the dwarf, pulled out the long sword from the orc's waist and slashed the dwarf from his shoulder to his chest, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

Wang Dong looked at this scene and thought he would feel disgusted or trembling, but he didn't. The dragon blood in his body made his consciousness more accustomed to blood and cruelty, and would not have too much empathy for the same humanoid creatures like a human being.

The dwarf who fell to the ground still maintained his fierce look on his face. The dragon guard burst into laughter when he looked at the dwarf's appearance, and the orcs couldn't help laughing.

Sales stuck out his tongue and licked the blade to clean the blood. The blade could not hurt his mucus-covered tongue at all.

"You...you, and you."

He pointed out three of the dwarves and ordered the orcs to drag them into the clearings not far away.

"Long live the King of Flame! Long live the Emperor!" The selected black iron dwarves shouted and cursed everything around them, but were still dragged weakly to four or five meters away from Salles, and were held down by orcs and kneeled on the warm floor.

"Look, children." Sales ignored the movements of the dwarves and said calmly: "As the dragon clan, breathing is our innate ability, which is the basis for your survival and battle."

Salles' chest gradually turned red, and the rolling flames were about to penetrate his skin and spray out, but his muscles were enough to press all the strength back and rush into his throat...

The three dwarves who saw this scene could no longer make any noise, and the orcs who were holding the three also let go of their hands and turned around and escaped. The flames were not incompatible with us.

"Dragon Breath, the real Dragon Breath..." A strong young dragon screamed in excitement, staring at Sars' rhythmically agitated chest.

Even the weaker young dragons were very excited. If they trained hard, they would no longer have to fight with biting and sharp claws like wolves.

"Run! Run!" One of the dwarves screamed. He turned around and fled first, but he did not want to stagger and fall to the ground.

After breaking away from the orcs, the three black iron dwarves almost jumped into the air to escape, but even if their physical fitness is so strong that they still have explosive power for several months, it is too late.

The cave aisle heated up quickly, and then a simple explosion burst out from Salles' throat and shot straight towards the dwarves in front of him. The thick black smoke covered the vision of all the creatures present after the sudden light of the cave. Some of the orcs around were blown to the ground, and some retreated for several meters to avoid the shock wave. Everyone couldn't stop coughing.

Wang Dong and the young dragons around him were immediately overturned by this strong heat wave. They flapped their wings to maintain balance in the air, and finally they were not injured by being rushed to the wall and being hit.

He rolled down the eye mask that protected his eyes from being hit by greystone and looked towards the dragon man, and everything was temporarily covered by thick fog.

After the thick fog dissipated, only a few pieces of black charcoal remained on the ground. If it weren't for the fibers and black threads that looked like the residual clothes were still shaking in the wind that floated deep in the hole, no one would have linked these things with the three lively guys just now.

Seeing the current appearance of these unlucky guys and the expressions on the frightened dragons and orcs, Sales laughed, not only because of the power he possessed, but also because of the extraordinary role he played at this time.

The young dragons learned their breath from their parents, at least their elder brothers. It is often the power that the dragon father has to show strong breathing in front of groups of young dragons.

Such an opportunity made him feel as if he had escaped from the curse of a so-called "blessed man" and became a real dragon.
Chapter completed!