Ripping open the throat of a Giant Claw Dragon, the Dragon Blood named Warp Speed already stood on top of a mound of corpses, piled up with the bodies of False Dragons, no fewer than a hundred. Warp Speed himself was also covered in wounds, his clothes torn to reveal his muscular build. It was only with his upper body bared that one could see he still bore some dragon features.
The remaining False Dragons no longer seemed so determined, for beasts ultimately respect a formidable opponent. The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm is difficult to defy. And this not-so-tall Dragon Blood before them was precisely the type they ought to revere.
Warp Speed had never encountered such a terrifying battle before, unclear on how many attacks he had suffered. Relying on his smaller frame, he managed to weave through the gaps between the Giant Beasts and use the huge bodies of the False Dragons to shield himself, looking for opportunities to kill his foes.
His scythe had long since been rendered unusable, not only blunted but also bent. In the end, it was with his own claws and teeth, swinging hard fists and kicking violently, that he brought down the group of False Dragons.
By this time, he had nearly reached his limit. But the instincts of a dragon still drove him to forcibly display his strength, as he knew that showing the slightest weakness would cause the frenzied False Dragons to rush up and tear him to shreds.
However, at this point, no False Dragon dared to charge forward and provoke Warp Speed further. This extraordinarily fast Dragon Blood, in terms of fighting instincts and physical condition, was beyond comparison with ordinary False Dragons.
By then, Yi Angde had also returned, and seeing the Dragon Blood standing atop the mound of corpses, he was not surprised but instead revealed a smile.
"Good, you are now the chief of the False Dragons," he said.
Warp Speed staggered slightly, trying hard to squeeze out a voice from his throat that was already beyond control, "I... I don't want to be any... chief of the False Dragons."
Yi Angde was not angered, saying, "Before a True Dragon, inferior hybrids have no room to bargain. Alright, the human alliance's army is about to reach Mount Ranji, and the grand war is about to begin. I want you to lead these wastes, and while Bai Zhongqi attacks the human army, strike at Mount Ranji's forces."
Within Warp Speed's golden eyes was a mix of deep unwillingness and resentment, but still, he bowed his head.
Yi Angde was very pleased with the submission of the Dragon Blood, but he didn't delve into what Warp Speed had originally thought, for the False Dragons are subservient to the True Dragons—this is the truth written in their genes.
"You, fellow, are extremely fast; I suspect your uniquely-tasting father must also have been a Rapids Dragon," Yi Angde mused.
Warp Speed did not respond to Yi Angde's words. In fact, it was his mother who was a dragon—indeed, a Rapids Dragon. Sixty years ago, this mother dragon had captured some human males for pleasure, and eventually ate them. However, she ended up bearing a child, a mother dragon gestating a False Dragon, which was an exceedingly rare occurrence.
From embryonic formation to birth, a False Dragon requires only a week's time. Warp Speed was born from an egg, and he had never seen his mother, but he was very clear about his own origins.
Yi Angde was not in the mood to waste any more words with Warp Speed. He was driving Warp Speed to lead a large army of False Dragons and start moving. The False Dragon army, flying in the sky and running on the ground, began to head towards Mount Ranji.
Warp Speed sat on the back of a gargantuan False Dragon that resembled a Wrist Dragon, silent.
In front lay a village that had been plundered, Warp Speed looked on in silent mourn. From the smell, he could tell that it was Yi Angde who had destroyed this village.
Now, everyone there had been killed and consumed by Yi Angde.
This unknown little village was where Warp Speed had grown up.
The memories of Warp Speed, a Dragon Blood, were ignited by the flames.
Warp Speed, born from an egg, was very weak at birth and could have been eaten by any wild beast. However, he met a grandmother who had hidden in the mountains to evade the Era of the Dragon. The grandmother was a kind and benevolent woman who knew how to navigate the underground tunnels, thus leading the entire village to escape this Era of the Dragon.
When the Era of the Dragon ended, Warp Speed's mother gave birth to him and abandoned him in Yimoduoya, leaving with the dragon horde. At that time, the grandmother and the villagers returned to their homes, and Warp Speed was left not far from the village, in the woods, starving for many days.
Warp Speed bore obvious dragon features, which frightened the villagers, and everyone wanted to kill him. Only the grandmother hoped to raise the child. As she was the savior of the entire village, everyone was grateful to her, and so they allowed Warp Speed to stay.
Warp Speed's childhood was spent with his grandmother's nursery rhymes and amidst poverty. He remembered being carried up the mountain to pick sour dates and catching fish barefoot in the creek by the village. Even though the villagers still harbored hostility towards him, he would often injure the children and later, even adults. But the grandmother still protected him and let him grow up in the village.
Ultimately, the grandmother was human and passed away when Warp Speed was fourteen. He didn't cry when she died, but he felt an endless sorrow. Warp Speed didn't like the other people in the village, but when the grandmother passed away, the others had gotten used to his presence. Because of the Dragon Blood, no dangerous animals dared approach the village anymore. As long as they didn't provoke Warp Speed, he would not harm them.
Thus, Warp Speed lived in this village for sixty years, still looking like a young man while those who had been his peers had long been laid to rest, and their great-grandchildren lived here now.
Now, Yi Angde had devoured all the people in the village.
Warp Speed didn't like talking, didn't like humans, except for his grandmother. But he disliked dragons even more.
"The dragon slayer Bai Zhongqi, he must have been the one who created those large characters in the sky that day. If a dragon slayer can truly slay dragons, then let him wipe out all the dragons in this world," Warp Speed thought to himself.
He was so out of place, neither human nor dragon. The False Dragons he now led, obviously, were not his kin either.
Yi Angde wouldn't waste the False Dragons that Warp Speed had killed. He squatted there, feasting contentedly, while the False Dragons watched Yi Angde consuming the corpses of their kind, shivering with fear.
Warp Speed looked upon Yi Angde with disgust. Deep inside, he always felt an inexplicable reverence towards dragons, but his heart could never respect such pretentious creatures. They might be very powerful and intelligent, but they are more despicable than any other beings.
Past the dense forest ahead, the outline of the mountains gradually sharpened. That was Mount Ranji. Warp Speed didn't know what fate he would face next, whether he would seize this territory for the Evil Dragon, or be killed by the dragon slayer on this land.