Chapter 577
Chapter 577 Wind Dragon’s Luck With Women
Wind Dragon Cherkes’ visit caught the dragonborn of Doomsday Castle by surprise.
Doomsday Castle belonged to the Star of Disaster, Philippa Eilhart, Third Grade Fire Dragon.
Philippa Eilhart was a sexually voracious female dragon and loved to keep male consorts of her own in the palace. She had collected beauties and handsome men of various races from all over Lance inside her Doomsday Castle. The dragonborn army she had created was also undoubtedly the largest and most diverse of all the dragon lords.
Philippa Eilhart would not have had such a bad name if she was simply sexually active; that wasn’t a flaw in the eyes of the dragons.
The true reason for her notorious reputation was her unsavory preferences in bed that frightened all the other male dragons.
It was rumored that it would be a miracle for any male that had slept with her to live. Her greatest habit was to transform back into a fire dragon during the height of the act and use her intense flame breath to warm the hearts and bodies of her and her lover.
It was important to note that, as a Third Grade female fire dragon, Philippa Eilhart’s true form was at least two to three times larger than an ordinary male dragon. She was at least several dozens of tons heavy.
Kobolds, underground fire dragons, nine-headed lizards, dragonborn, dragonblood goblins, human dragon disciples.
One could find some dragon bloodline in the offshoot branches of almost all intelligent lifeforms the adepts had ever heard of. It was apparent how potent the dragons were in this regard! It would make any adept speechless to learn of all this!
Cherkes was practically squeezed dry at this moment. Where was he supposed to find the energy to enjoy himself amongst his beauties? Thus, he beat his wings and carefully landed upon the platform in front of his lair.
Cherkes shivered intensely the moment he entered the winding corridors of his lair.
He could vaguely smell something out of the ordinary in the air.
Almost…almost as if it was an indescribable stench of blood.
Enemies!
The wind dragon instantly completed a short chant, and an Eye of Truth shining with bright silver light floated above his head. The Eye illuminated the corridor before him and the mountain of gold coins at the end of the passage.
A slender silhouette was curled up amidst the pile of mountains and jewels as if they were preparing to ambush Cherkes.
Sadly, while the opponent was very well-hidden, they were completely exposed before the wind dragon’s Eye of Truth.
How the enemy had gotten past all the dragonborn scouts, how they had managed to break through all his magical traps; Cherkes couldn’t care less about these things anymore. He was only concerned about whether he could escape from this death trap today.
That was because he vaguely heard the grunting of dragonborn scouts and the thud of them falling to the ground from the platform outside, even at the same moment he had discovered the female assassin.
Enemies both behind and in front of him!
Wind Dragon Cherkes opened his eyes wide, and his aura increased tremendously. He then let out a reverberating roar and courageously took the initiative to strike at the enemy.