Chapter 6: The Reverse Spit is the most deadly.

Chapter 6: Reverse Spitting The Most Fatal

“Hehe, don’t clamp so tightly ah! Quickly open up and let sister take a look.”

Zuo Er who tried to open the cloaca with her bare hands also froze, seemingly not expecting the naughty red dragon to be shy!
She seemed to have never thought that a red dragon with a lustful nature would actually be shy!
Even though the other party was only a red baby dragon, this discovery made the elves who were originally only prepared to watch the fun even more excited, and then couldn’t help but get down to participate in it.

“I’ll hold down the lower limbs.”

“Be gentle, don’t break the jaw scales! It’ll lose its price.”

Although the body structure of the dragon was also called cloaca, it was very different from the simple pore-like structure of avian species or even lizards, instead, it was made up of several pieces of dragon scales, and if one had to describe it, the shape was more similar to that of a crab’s mouthparts.

They are divided from the outside to the inside into large jaw scales densely covered with spines, small jaw scales that are slightly smoother, two pairs of jaw legs responsible for assisting in reproductive excretion and even cleaning the cloaca, as well as upper and lower glandular portals with a slightly softer texture, which are responsible for accommodating the reproductive organs and excretion, respectively.

Therefore, when the dragon resisted with all its might, it still took a lot of effort to achieve its goal without violently destroying the organization of the cloaca.

But obviously, this was definitely not difficult for the experienced Zor-Elves.

As for where the practical experience came from?

Then of course it came from the metal dragons!

Seeing that the Drow were attacking the city step by step, and he was about to lose his ‘chastity’, David also knew that the time had come for him to put up a fight.

His original plan was to wait for the Drow to unchain his mouth and eat, and then use his rage power to buy energy storage time for his breath, but now it seems that he can only find another way.

Numerous thoughts skimmed through his mind and were rejected one by one, for there was one key issue that he couldn’t get around:
His mouth was tied up, so there was no way he could breathe fire and burn the ship!
”Mard! If only I could kill these shameless Drow with a single fart!” A thought suddenly popped up in the enraged David.

Once this thought came up, it was somehow connected to a discussion post about whether or not you can light a fart with a lighter when he was browsing a retarded bar in his past life, and then his head floated back to that GIF of a ballerina spraying fire upside down!
‘Hey, it would be nice if I could spray fire from my asshole at this time.’

And so on!

He suddenly remembered his not-so-reliable ability:
Arrogant Power!

‘Maybe, I can actually reverse spit?’

The pupils of David’s eyes widened.

‘Nah! I, Davey, could have spat in reverse!’

‘After all, the mouth and anus are originally connected, gas coming out of the mouth is burping, and coming out of the anus is farting, so since a dragon’s mouth can breathe fire, why can’t the anus?’

”That’s right! Theoretically, it’s completely feasible!”

”I could do it when I was a human in my previous life, it doesn’t make sense that I can’t do it when I became a dragon!”

Seeing that his jaws and legs, which were his last layer of defense, were about to be broken apart, David also gave up, took a deep breath, and in the blink of an eye, he became a bulging puffer fish.

“Huh, why is his stomach bulging? It couldn’t be that he’s trying to spit out his breath, right?” A Drow said out of alarm.

“How can he spit when his mouth is blocked? Unless he wants to blow up on the spot like the Dwarf’s musket.”

“Oh don’t be greedy, I heard from Sarin that he did that once on the way back and ended up farting, so I guess he’s trying to fart us to death right now.”

“Hahahahahaha!” A bunch of Drow were immediately amused by this cold joke.

Just before they had time to finish laughing, the cloaca, which they had taken half a day’s effort to pry open most of the way, suddenly opened on its own.

Poof!
The red dragon fetus that was as black as soot spewed out, and it was directly pasted on the mouth and face of the first and loudest laughing Zhuoer.

The Zhuoer next to them first froze, and then gloated even more.

However, they did not know that the last obstacle blocking a certain passageway had already been cleared.

[Power – Pride

“&$%#!!!” The stricken Drow finally became infuriated, spitting fragrant slang from his homeland, and clenching his fist, he slammed it towards Davy’s softest abdomen.

Just as her fist was about to hit the red fledgling dragon, a raging blaze instantly engulfed her field of vision.

On the spot, she COS’d a handful of ‘Evil Knights’ whose brains were on fire.

Then with a loud boom.

The lower cabin of the Zor-Elves, exploded.

On a lone peak by the coast, the red dragon Pavla looked out over the sea somewhat out of breath, glancing twice now and then toward her daughter, who was gnawing on a rock to herself at her side, sighing, and then growing more and more headache-ridden.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t brought back food for the other side, aside from the two Drow elves that she had smashed on the spot in the heat of the moment, she had still brought back a relatively intact set of four others for her soon-to-be-newly-broken child.

It was just that only one of the three dragon eggs brought back had successfully broken out of their shells, the rest, were dead eggs.

If this situation were to happen to a newly-broken dragon, I’m afraid that his jaw would be dislocated on the spot, and then he would pounce on the four Zhuoer and the two dead eggs and swallow them all, even if the weight might have killed him on the spot. But this daughter didn’t even touch it.

And claimed that even if he starved to death and jumped from this peak, outside of death, he would never eat a mouthful of intelligent creatures with the corpses of his own siblings.

Simply more metal dragons than those metal dragons.

But it couldn’t be helped, who made this all of her own making?

After being woken up one after another during that last crucial long sleep, and after learning that the reason she was woken up was because a group of creatures had poached all the dragon feces from her territory, Pavla raged for seventeen days in a fit of extreme anger.

When she came back to her senses she realized that a silver dragon was actually trying to stop her from continuing to pour out her anger?
In the middle of her rut, she punched the self-proclaimed righteous silver dragon all over the place, right on the spot.

And then there was this nest of eggs.
Thinking about it afterwards is a bit clammy.

It wasn’t like she didn’t have a way to dispose of them in a ‘compliant and reasonable’ manner, but who let her be a follower of His Majesty Tiamat.

If His Majesty Tiamat were to see her openly brutalizing ‘his children’, it would be much more troublesome to obtain benefits from the Mother of Dragons in the future.

Pavela, who had already resigned herself to her fate, was returning to her nest with her prey when she realized that the eggs had actually been stolen!
There is such a good thing!

Before Pavela could celebrate her freedom, she was so excited that she killed all the Drow on the spot.
Actually, she didn’t kill them all. She still had three of them in her poop, one of which was her own baby.
She thought about it and couldn’t put her foot down, and then she thought about it again and couldn’t put her claws down, so she found a lonely peak to rest on with the remaining three eggs in her mouth.

After all, this seems to be the first nest of dragon eggs in her life.

Hatching a nest of dragon eggs first to play, seems not bad.

It was just that she had never expected that
As a red dragon, she had actually given birth to a metal dragon with a pure bloodline.

A silver dragon.
“Oh! Tiamat on top!”

Afraid of the divine punishment that would befall her, Pavla felt the urge to shove her daughter back into the cloaca on the spot.

As it turned out, the subconscious prayer to the Mother of Dragons actually did draw the attention of Tiamat, the Scale of Evil, and sent down a blessing on the dumbfounded Pavla and instructed Pavla to raise it well, according to the original words of Coronet Tiamat:
“What could be more fun than personally tempering a metal dragon and watching the self-proclaimed righteousness and goodness of her fall into hell day by day? How would I like to see the face of the King of the North Wind when he sees my work one day? I’m sure you’ll be able to appreciate that pleasure as well, won’t you? My dear Pavela?”

Truth be told, at the moment of being compelled by the evil dragon mother herself, Pavela had found the idea quite amusing, but the thing was .
In her mind, wasn’t raising a hatchling just a matter of grabbing something to eat when it broke out of its shell and making sure it didn’t starve?
Why would a good baby dragon be a silver dragon?
Even if it was a silver dragon, why did it have a mouth?
Why does it always talk so much?
Right now, for example, the innocent silver fledgling dragon tilted its head and said to the dragon mom:
“Mom, don’t be compelled by the Evil Scales anymore, you’ll go to hell sooner or later, why don’t we all convert to the good and great King of the North Wind, Ba.”

“Shut up! Tania, if you waste one more word, mom will eat you!” The young mother glared angrily.

“Ha,” the silver fledgling dragon was forced by the majesty of the mother from whom it came, but it still stretched its neck and swallowed back the name of that great being, looking aggrieved.

Headache-ridden, Pavla made the same decision she had made in the first place:

“Wait here, I’ll go fetch your stupid brother back, and from now on, you’ll be in his care.”

“What? I actually have a brother?” Tania first froze, feigning a look of excitement, but there was a trace of undisguised fear hidden in the depths of her pupils.

Yes, a dumbass who even dared to drill in a cesspool.

After dismantling that gang of black-skinned goblins’ broken ship later on, he must be held down in the sea for more than a few moments.

Pavela flicked her dragon’s tail in boredom, but just as she lifted her wings one after another, preparing to leap off the top of the mountain.

The Drell sea ship, which had been targeted by the red dragon for scrapping in advance, suddenly burst into flames and burned up.
It burned up.

Immediately after that, under the gaze of Dragon Mother Pavla and Dragon Sister Tania, who were incredibly stunned, a red figure with a fire-breathing butt broke out of the sea from the side of the ship.

He was tied to a dead wood stake, but under the empowerment of the powerful impact reaction force, he made a few drifts on the surface of the sea one after another, and then rushed into the dense forest to the east with sparks on the sandy beach next door like a flying meteor, and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

And with the extraordinary eyesight of the Dragon Mother that is far more outstanding than a falcon, she naturally captured the wildly pleased and somewhat smug face of the Red Daisy Dragon after she succeeded in her retaliation.

Like!
Too similar!
It was almost exactly the same as when she was young.

Just as soon as the line of sight fell back to the buttocks that continued to spew flames, her head, which was already filled with lava, couldn’t help but start to go down, and when she lost her footing, she directly fell down from the top of the mountain.

“Cool~” the only one who had seen such a scene for the first time, the silver hatchling dragon, with its eyes and mouth wide open, could not help but let out a pleasant aria.

“Is that your other child, my brother?”

“No, you don’t have a brother, what you just saw, was just an illusion, remember?” The dragon mother who flew back to the top of the mountain at an unknown time spread her wings to block the silver fledgling dragon’s gaze filled with curiosity and admiration, and said with a righteous face.

She actually followed a silver dragon and gave birth to a red dragon cub that spat with its butt!

Gosh! Could it be that she had been ‘blessed’ by the King of the North Wind?
I’m afraid that His Majesty Tiamat would even wake up laughing from his long sleep in the Endless Realm when he heard that!

This was simply a dragon’s shame!
She, Pavla the Red Calamity, would never admit that she had given birth to such a strange dragon cub!

Never!

(End of chapter)