Seeing Grimm pick up Mary and turn around to leave, the rank 3 Thunder Dragon Armes, who had just lost a lot of blood, could no longer hold it in.
"What do you want, human Magus?" Armes roared weakly.
Ever since this despicable human Magus had captured the Thunder Dragon in the goblin plane, he'd used a special goblin teleportation device to transfer it to a higher plane. Although the rank 3 Thunder Dragon had never been to this plane, its keen sense of smell and plane perception allowed it to detect the strong aura of a Magus in the laws of this plane.
Chaotic, evil, strange, and powerful …
Although Magi liked to wear the title of erudition on their heads, when faced with a dragon that could easily live for thousands of years, their so-called erudition was nothing but a joke.
Even in the multiverse, the inheritance of knowledge obtained by a dragon through its bloodline was considered top-notch knowledge. Regular beings would not even have the chance to learn from it.
Ever since it was imprisoned in this cramped and lowly place, the Thunder Dragon Armes had pondered countless times on how to deal with the human Magus' interrogation and torture. Being wise and farsighted, it had even thought of a strategy to deal with it.
However, to its astonishment, the human Wizard only appeared once to seal it, and then left behind a hateful Elemental Puppet to continuously bleed it.
There was no attempt to persuade it, nor was there any vicious coercion. It was as if the human Magus only treated it as a powerful resource point. Apart from letting it bleed, there was nothing else he could do.
This … undoubtedly caused the Tier 3 Thunder Dragon to become paranoid and paranoid.
With the great strength of the dragon race, any human Magus who caught them would not be willing to cut them into pieces, only to obtain some 'insignificant' dragon card resources. Dragon blood, dragon tendons, dragon meat, dragon bones, dragon crystals … Although these things were valuable, how could they compare to a living rank 3 dragon?
Armes was confident that the human Magus was only using this to break its defenses. If the Thunder Dragon could no longer withstand the torture, the human Magus would take the opportunity to propose some frightening conditions.
For example, the partner contract, the secrets of the dragon race, or the knowledge of the dragon race …
As a pure-blooded Colossal Dragon and the pride of the Thunder Dragon race, it absolutely couldn't accept any of the options above.
Even if it faced death, it would never accept it!
But if he didn't agree to the enemy's conditions and wanted them to release him unconditionally … the difficulty of such a negotiation was no less than the former.
Therefore, after thinking about it, seeing that Grimm was about to leave, the Thunder Dragon Armes, who thought himself to be calm, finally couldn't help but speak.
Hearing the stubborn Thunder Dragon speak, Grimm stopped in his tracks.
"You can't give me what I want!"
"If you don't say it, how do you know that I can't give it to you?"
"I want you …" Grim looked at Armes and said straightforwardly.
"Don't even think that the great bloodline of the Thunder Dragon will bow its head to a weak human, even if you're a wizard …" Thunder Dragon Armes said without hesitation.
"Then what's there to talk about?" Grim's lips curled up as he prepared to leave again.
"Wait …" Lightning Dragon Armes couldn't help but shout.
It exerted a little force, and the rune chain immediately lit up with a series of runes. Armas instantly felt the pain of his flesh being burned.
Lightning Dragon Armes hissed in pain, but he didn't dare to move his body at all. Only when the runes on the rune chain gradually extinguished did he slowly crawl out of the abyss of pain.
"I … Although I can't … serve you … But … I can … use my servant … as a substitute …" It seemed that the counterattack from the spell just now had really hurt him. He couldn't even speak properly.
Upon hearing this, Grim raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Dragonman Zacha, who was in the other light pillar.
When Zacha was first brought into the sealed room, he was in an indescribably miserable state.
After being trapped underground for more than ten days, it had already become the reserve rations of the thunder dragon's master. The flesh on the lower half of its body had almost been gnawed clean, and even the upper half of its body had been gnawed to a horrible state.
When he first brought Zacha back, Grim wasn't even sure if he could save him. After all, this kind of 'injury' was too unimaginable and terrifying!
But it had to be said that the Dragonians were indeed half-dragons. Even with such a serious injury, with the help of Gargamel, who was a dabbler in Alchemy, he was able to come back to life and even recover to the point where he was almost fully recovered.
Originally, Grim thought that Zacha would hate Lightning Dragon Armes to the core and would easily surrender to him.
But who would have thought that this Grade 2 Dragonian Zacha was such a blockhead. No matter how Grimm and Gargamel instigated and instigated it, it didn't say a word, still obediently obeying Thunder Dragon Armstrong's every command.
At this point, Grim couldn't help but admit that the binding power of bloodlines on most creatures was far beyond his imagination!
Originally, Grim had given up on Zacha and had given up on the idea of subduing him. But who would've thought that Lightning Dragon Armes' words would give him a new glimmer of hope?
Even though he was ecstatic, Grim's cold and handsome face didn't show it. Instead, he sneered in disdain.
"You're a Grade 3 Dragon … And now you want to use a Grade 2 Dragonian to replace you … Do you think all Magi are brainless fools?" Towards the end, Grim's tone became harsh.
"Of course not … Of course not …" A dignified Giant Dragon Lord was actually being reprimanded by a mere human Magus. If it was in the past, Lightning Dragon Armes would have spat out a mouthful of dragon breath and blasted him into nothingness. But now, he could only be careful and explain in a submissive tone.
"I will give you a fortune that will satisfy you in exchange for my freedom!"
"The fortune of the Dragon Clan?" Hearing this, Grim couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Everyone in the multiverse knew that the Dragon Clan was very good at accumulating wealth.
Every Dragon would live with their parents when they were young, but once they matured, they would be chased out by their parents and forced to live on their own. The most direct reason behind this was not because the male or female Dragon wanted them to be independent, but because they were afraid that they would covet the wealth they had painstakingly plundered.
Hence, once a Dragon matured, they would build a nest and plunder the wealth of other intelligent beings. Human cities, elven trees, dwarven castles, gnome crypts … Even powerful magical creatures that were weaker than them would be plundered by the Dragons.
Gold, jewels, rare ores, divine weapons, magic gems, and all items that contained powerful elemental energy … These were the Dragons' favourite targets to plunder and plunder.
When the amount of wealth a Dragon had plundered reached its limit, it would become increasingly lazy and cautious. It would spend all day in its nest, lying on top of its piles of treasures and sleeping soundly.
During this period, Dragons were the most unwilling to leave their nest, and they were also the most powerful.
Hence, Grim's heart palpitated at Armes' suggestion, and he looked at the Lightning Dragon suspiciously.
"Armes, as far as I know, you are still a young Dragon. Also … This invasion of the Goblin Plane seems to be the first time you've come out of your nest to plunder. Do you have any wealth in your nest? "
Armes' expression crumbled at Leylin's words.
It did not expect this young human Magus to have such comprehensive information on it. It would be difficult to deceive Leylin now.
"I … I have … some … wealth … in my nest …" Armes felt like he had lost all face after lying to a lowly creature for the first time.
"Is that enough to redeem a Grade 3 Dragon?" Grim asked.
For some reason, Lightning Dragon Armes was stammering as he said, "It's … it's definitely not enough … but … as long as you let me go, I … I'll definitely borrow … enough wealth from my clansmen … to redeem myself …" For some reason, Lightning Dragon Armes was stammering.
"I've never heard of a dragon lending its wealth to its kin. Even the dragon's mate can't do that!" Grim no longer doubted Armes this time. He glared at Armes with a ferocious gaze. "That's right.
For the first time in its life, Armes hated Magi for being so knowledgeable.
However, what it hated even more were those bastards from the Dragon Clan who spread the secrets of the Dragon Clan everywhere!
In the face of the overbearing gaze of the Magus, even Armes, who had always prided himself on being noble and mighty, felt uneasy.
"I can help you steal … I can help you 'borrow' …" The Lightning Dragon's tone finally softened.
"You mean you're willing to work for me?" Grim was elated.
"No!" Who would have thought that the Lightning Dragon would once again harden its resolve, "According to the traditions of our race, pure-blooded Dragons are not allowed to become companions, servants, or mounts of other races. If you go against this rule, you will be spurned by the entire race and lose the protection of the Dragon God! "
"You mean … you can serve me, but you can't sign any slave contract?" Grimm asked tentatively after tasting it for a while.
This time, the Lightning Dragon did not refuse, nor did it affirm his words. Instead, it stared at Grim with a complicated expression, not saying a word.
Grim vaguely understood something.
The faith and soul of a Dragon would always belong to the great and holy Dragon God.
This was a bottom line that could never be violated.
As long as he did not cross this line, Armes was willing to make some concessions to protect his life.
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