Chapter 1136 - 609: Followers and Poison Mist

The passively released Dragon Force swept out majestically.

All the followers and monsters already tamed by the Little Black Dragon trembled and knelt on the ground.

Even the Dragon Vein Dogman Chief Ulysses and Lizardman Grand Commander Gladsone, with their fierce auras, halted suddenly, kneeling in shock and uncertainty.

"King..."

"You and this human?"

Ulysses knelt on the ground, raising his head to ask in Dragon Language doubtfully.

He could see that his fanatically worshipped king had a saddle-like thing mounted behind him.

At this moment, Xiaoheizi first turned to look at Zong Shen then nervously glanced at the Dragon Nest.

From this distance, he could only see a rough outline.

When he saw the relatively flat ground inside the Dragon Nest, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did he have the mood to look at these followers.

To be precise, they should be former followers.

"Your subordinates are quite good."

"Let them continue guarding the Poison Swamp."

"As assistance, I’ll send warriors to patrol the outskirts of the Poison Swamp."

"Additionally, ensure these guys don’t interfere with my freedom of movement within the Poison Swamp."

"Collect all the corpses left from battles in the Poison Swamp, whether they’re your followers, Mire Crocodiles, or any humans, I want them all!"

"As for the excuse, decide for yourself."

"Also, I need to maintain the intensity of the poisonous fog; you should have a way to do that, right?"

Zong Shen whispered.

Upon hearing Zong Shen’s words, Xiaoheizi humanely gritted his teeth.

Facing these followers who worshipped him fervently, he couldn’t bring himself to tell them the truth.

He couldn’t admit honestly that he had become a human’s war pet, could he?

After a little consideration, Xiaoheizi finally spoke.

"Ulysses, you’ve done very well."

"I have made an agreement with this human and will be away for a while."

"Should this human come to the Poison Swamp, you must not attack him."

"During this period, he will send people to patrol outside the Poison Swamp to assist in protecting the swamp."

"And what you need to do is hasten the breeding rate."

"Also, gather all the corpses in the swamp here."

"Understood?"

Xiaoheizi spoke in Dragon Language, his voice rumbling and even dispersing the light green mist in front of him.

He didn’t directly answer Ulysses’ doubt but found an excuse.

With the accumulated prestige of decades, unless he was gone permanently, died in battle, or was forcibly annexed by a stronger Black Dragon, these followers usually wouldn’t betray him.

"Understood, King..."

"This battle saw heavy losses to the Red Scale and Lizardmen’s Mire tribe."

"We need more fresh blood to replenish our ranks, I implore you to go to the Wuyu Forest to the east or the Nova Ridge to the north to recruit more followers."

...

Before Ulysses could finish, Xiaoheizi impatiently interrupted.

He opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of air, the sound echoing through the Poison Swamp like muffled thunder.

"Follow my orders."

"I have arrangements for these matters!"

At these words, Ulysses dared not speak more and simply lowered his head respectfully.

On the contrary, Zong Shen, standing behind Xiaoheizi, had his eyes lit up.

"Let them disperse."

"I have matters to ask you."

Upon hearing Zong Shen use such an imperative manner to speak to him, Xiaoheizi instinctively wanted to flare up.

But thinking of the woman with a scythe that moved like a shadow, and Zong Shen transforming into a Holy Spirit Warrior,

Xiaoheizi couldn’t help but shiver.

He still couldn’t figure out what had happened outside, feeling as if the era had changed.

Meeting so many human experts in such a remote place...

"Humph!"

The proud hum was his final defiance.

"Alright, you all disperse and collect the corpses."

With Xiaoheizi’s orders, the follower monsters all obediently scattered to gather corpses.

Before the Dragon Nest, only one man and one dragon remained, staring at each other.

"That big kobold just said you can recruit followers?"

Zong Shen licked his lips, eyes fixed on the Little Black Dragon as he asked.

"Humph!!"

"Rather than recruitment, call it conquest!"

"As noble Giant Dragons, many races look to us in worship!"

"But often it requires battles to prove strength."

"Currently, I am not fully recovered from my injuries and unsuitable for conquering follower tribes!"

Xiaoheizi said reluctantly, with a hint of complaint in his words.

"Alright, I understand."

Zong Shen’s gaze toward Xiaoheizi grew increasingly passionate.

"Then how do we restore the poisonous fog here?"

He posed his second curiosity.

"You took away my treasure."

"Among those Dinars are several High-Level Poison Quenching Pearls."

"Just placing those Quenching Pearls will gradually increase the toxicity strength here."

"To sustain the fog’s density requires the casting of Tier V Dragon Language Water Mire."

"Normally, one casting can maintain the fog’s density for several months."

Xiaoheizi rolled his eyes, turning his head arrogantly to the side.

Upon hearing this, Zong Shen immediately understood.

With a flick of his wrist, he retrieved the previously seized High-Level Poison Quenching Pearls.

He had simply grabbed them hurriedly without looking closely.

Now after taking them out, he discovered these Extraction Pearls were Legendary Level items.

[High-Level Poison Quenching Pearl (Orange)]

[Quality: Legendary Level]

[Effect: Toxic Bomb (releases all toxicity at once, creating a toxic area with a radius of two hundred meters, lasting 12 hours, covered by Tier Five Poison Gas)]

[Passive Effect: Toxic Release (slowly releases toxicity into the surrounding air)]

(High-Level Poison Quenching Pearl, containing powerful toxicity, usable as Magic Energy Forging material, can be used to create Magic Discs or Magic Arrays, long-term placement can change the surrounding environment)