You, a dragon, are farming in hell.

Chapter 25 You really want to use me as cannon fodder?!

I never thought about escaping hell, so why am I babbling on and on with him?

Why would a dragon with flesh and blood stay in hell instead of going to the human world?

What's in hell?!

Besides skeletons, undead, zombies, liches, demons, and all sorts of strange ghosts, what else is there?

Why can't this guy learn from those devils next door?

He spent his entire life tirelessly researching ways to escape from hell, even though he would still be hunted down by the hell's enforcers after escaping.

But the demons who can escape from hell are incredibly powerful, and some of the hell's enforcers may not be a match for them.

The evil dragon Destin is not a devil; if he escapes from Hell, the Hell enforcers should not pursue him.

"If you don't escape hell, you'll regret it sooner or later." The lich Brian loosened his bone fist, and the soul fire that had burst from his eye sockets returned to them. "You are not a true undead creature, but a dragon with flesh and blood."

An existence like you should never appear in Hell. Hell is the world of the dead. To the undead, a living being with flesh and blood is nothing but food.

Only a few undead creatures in the Crimson Wasteland have seen you, and these undead creatures happen to be unable to devour you.

However, when word spreads in Hell that there are living dragons in the Scarlet Wasteland, you will definitely become prey for the many undead creatures of Hell.

It's still that kind of delicious, high-quality blood food. Not to mention other undead creatures, even the devils in hell, the demons, would definitely drool over you if they knew you were a living dragon. They would drool over you, right?

I remember you used that word.

Therefore, before you attract the attention of those demons, you'd better leave hell as soon as possible.

Lich Brian admitted that the dragon Distin was stronger than him now, but an undead creature of his level was nothing compared to the higher undead creatures in Hell.

Only by becoming an immortal king might one be qualified to converse with those higher undead beings.

"Where are there not a few strong people? Hell has devils, and the human world has brave warriors, heroes, holy knights, and other strong people. It's just that I am a dragon, and wherever I go, I will attract the attention of the strong."

Strong people exist everywhere, and so do crises. Instead of thinking about escaping, it's better to find a place you like and honestly improve your strength.

Who knows, one day he might become a powerful being that even the devil fears.

"......"

The lich Brian was speechless; the dragon Distin's ability to sophistry was even stronger than his ability to bewitch people.

What he just said wasn't entirely unreasonable. The devil is attracted to living beings with flesh and blood, and a giant dragon like the evil dragon Destin will eventually attract the devil's attention.

Judging from what the evil dragon Destin said, he still wants to have a go at the devils in hell?

It's crazy.

The demons in hell are a headache even for the hell's enforcers.

"If you're determined to establish yourself in hell, you'd better have your own power base and loyal followers."

"Alright, I'll swallow my pride and take a loss to become your second subordinate. That way, you won't be fighting alone against demons without any help."

"You want to be my cannon fodder?"

"!!!"

Are you really going to use me as cannon fodder?

Lich Brian's Soulfire Roar.

"They're...dead! The piglets and calves I brought seem to be dead..."

"It's normal to die. This is hell. Animals with flesh and blood can't survive here. Kid, not every creature is as twisted as the dragon Destin, able to survive in such a harsh environment as hell."

Sophia thought about it and realized that what the lich Brian said made sense.

If living beings could freely enter and live in hell, then hell would not be a world for the dead.

Thinking of this, Sophia's gaze fell on Didin's dragon body. Only then did she realize how outrageous it was that the dragon Didin could live to adulthood in Hell.

Through the conversation between the lich Brian and the dragon Destin, she also knew what kind of survival pressure Destin would face in Hell.

Oh, devil...

That was a terrifying existence that even church clergy feared.

"I'm sorry, Lord Distin."

No need to apologize.

Destin didn't take it to heart; raising pigs, cows, and sheep in hellish enclosures... that was indeed a bit outrageous.

The laws of hell do not allow living beings to survive.

Even if they manage to survive by sheer luck, they will undergo mutations over time.

"By the way, did you know that a caravan has appeared in the Crimson Wasteland?"

The lich Bryan collected the piglets, lambs, and calves that had just died and told Distin about a piece of news he had recently received.

Caravans that dare to roam freely in various parts of Hell are all well-connected and powerful.

Furthermore, caravans will proactively enter the territories of lord-level undead beings to trade with them.

Most lord-level undead would not refuse, because such caravans have many things that lord-level undead would find interesting.

"I didn't notice. You specifically mentioned that caravan. Do you think it's worth my attention?"

"You'd better be careful. Those caravans like to trade with lord-level undead beings. The items they trade can be messages, goods, or even cursed artifacts."

Oh, right, you guessed it. There's a living, breathing dragon in the Crimson Wasteland. You can trade that information with caravans.

Perhaps some lord is already using news of you, this evil dragon, as a bargaining chip in a deal with that caravan.

"When that caravan receives this news, it will surely come to your territory to see you, this flesh-and-blood outcast."

The Lich Brian's Soulfire revealed a gloating expression, as did the evil dragon Diding.

After that caravan leaves the Crimson Wasteland, it will definitely use the information that "there is a living dragon in the Crimson Wasteland" as leverage to sell to other higher undead beings.

Want to quietly farm in the blood-red wasteland?

It's impossible.

Diding scratched his chin. He had never encountered a caravan appearing in the Crimson Wasteland before.

Sophia's little face showed surprise. There were caravans in hell?

Do ghosts do business too?

I've really learned something new.

I wonder what kind of things the caravans in hell sell.

No, no, according to the Lich Brian, the caravan will bring danger to the dragon Destin.

"Let's go, kid."

"Oh, oh, oh."

Sophia climbed onto Godin's dragon claws; she was just a little imp, and even if she wanted to help Godin, she couldn't.

Her current ability is only to help the dragon Destin get some meat.

"You're leaving already? Have you figured out how to deal with the merchant caravan that's about to visit your territory?"

Seeing that Distin was about to leave, Lich Brian hurriedly asked him a question.

"I'll give you a chance to become my subordinate. Go and wipe out that caravan, and I'll make you my second subordinate. How about it?"

"!!!" Lich Brian roared, "You really want to use me as cannon fodder?!"