This Giant Dragon is So Powerful!

Chapter 167 - 23: Water Dragon Skill; No Peeing or Pooping Anywhere

Dragon Pool.

Udi was studying the mysteries of magic.

It wasn’t until the Any Gate spell on the panel successfully crossed from 99% Master Level proficiency to Returning to Truth Level proficiency that the black giant dragon slowly opened its dragon eyes.

A hint of joy flashed in the brown-yellow pupils.

The Instant Level Any Gate was achieved. This strengthen my means of survival and escape.

The scene shifts.

In the Black Castle.

Ava led thirty-five harpies, confronting over a hundred harpies on the other side, the atmosphere was tense.

Although both were from the harpy race, there were still slight differences in their physical features.

The harpies of the Black Feather Race, led by Ava, had long brown hair, pupils, and black wings. While those led by Isha of the Miaofuerte Tribe had long black-blue hair, pupils, and wings.

There were also differences in their facial features, with the Black Feather Race having features like high nose bridges and deep-set eyes, giving them a more defined look.

Conversely, the Miaofuerte Tribe had softer facial features.

The differences were due to varying living environments and the differing male genes the tribes had captured.

All harpies are female, and their reproduction relies on capturing male genes to birth the next generation. Therefore, if the male genes are particularly strong, the harpies born show corresponding physical traits.

"Ava Heiyu, Chief Maid of the Royal Guard of the Dragon Nest, which wild tribe are you from?" Ava said flatly.

"Wild tribe?" Isha Miaofuerte covered her mouth with a laugh, not angry, lazily saying, "Commander Ava, have you been away too long that you’re not even paying attention to news from the Dragon Nest?.... And as the former Chief Maid of the Royal Guard, you’ve been quite neglectful, indulging in your beastly lust for slaughter, not taking good care of your master, but instead running off.... hehe."

"Former Chief Maid of the Royal Guard?" Ava’s pupils narrowed, her tone chilling, "So, from what you’re saying, you’re the current Chief Maid of the Royal Guard?"

"Of course not, but who can say for sure with such things?" Isha Miaofuerte said with a charming smile.

Ava looked at the other’s absolutely beautiful face, but a trace of disgust rose in her eyes, she said coldly,

"You can talk the talk, but let’s see how strong you really are."

Feathers filled with powerful energy quickly gathered around Ava.

Isha’s expression slightly changed but she remained composed, "This is the Black Castle, you wouldn’t dare attack..."

Before she could finish her words, countless energy-filled black feathers disappeared from Ava’s side, transforming into black light imperceptible to the naked eye, shooting toward Isha.

Because the distance was too close, and Isha’s tribe had only pledged allegiance to the Dragon Nest for just a year, even with exceptional talent and having received much Dragon Blood, her strength was only at Level 7, thus she couldn’t react in time.

In Isha’s terrified expression, just as the feathers were about to finish her, they suddenly vanished in front of her.

From beside her came Ava’s mocking voice.

"Look at you, you’re so scared you wet yourself, poor thing."

A puddle of liquid stain was glaringly obvious on the ground where Isha stood.

"Hahaha, is this cowardice and strength what contends for the favor of our Lord Ava?"

"A pathetic creature."

The harpies of the Black Feather Race, seeing their leader scare the arrogant woman opposite into such a state, all mocked and sneered.

Isha was very angry, feeling a deep sense of humiliation, but outwardly, she remained calm and again let a puddle of water form on the ground, laughing sweetly,

"Indeed, I wetted myself, but being able to leave a mark uniquely mine in the master’s nest feels wonderful~"

With this, the already embarrassed harpies of the Miaofuerte Tribe felt a burst of spirit, looking at their leader in shock.

Not only them, even the harpies of the Black Feather Race and Ava herself were somewhat shocked looking at Isha.

It’s not that they are wrong, harpies are indeed a monster race, with little sense of shame, it is true.

For instance, in the wild before, when weak, how could there be any sense of shame? Clothes? None. Only pitiful feathers covered critical areas. Eating cooked food? Hardly possible, sometimes when hungry, even rotten meat had to be eaten against their will.

But all that was in the past. Now their status and power have long been different. They now enjoy delicious foods, live in the grand beautiful Dragon Castle, wear decent and sexy clothes, and have countless monster warriors looking at them with respect.

Intelligent beings, with the development and advancement of their living environment, and the fulfillment of material conditions, will inevitably pay more attention to the development of the spiritual world.

It’s only natural that the baseline for shame would rise, as would self-esteem, and the pursuit of fame and profit....

But what Isha did was so shameless that it made all the harpies present feel like they had returned to the days of savagery and blood.

"I feel embarrassed for you." Ava recovered from her shock, showing a look of contempt.

"Really? But I only feel proud." Isha, suppressing her shame and hatred, smiled and said.

She deliberately shook the feathers to show the water stains to the other side.

It was nothing short of a provocation.

But Isha was already sure that Ava certainly wouldn’t dare attack her within the Black Castle.

A magnificent Light Gate appeared mid-air.

First, a ferocious, domineering dragon head emerged, followed by a muscular, majestic dragon body, along with a thick dragon tail.

The pitch-black giant beast cast a large shadow, enveloping the harpies.