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"Muria, your idea..." Hearing Muria's plan, even the worldly Kaslana was momentarily stunned. She truly hadn't expected Muria to want to gather a group of green dragons as subordinates.

"If you wanted to use this group of green dragons to demand a ransom from the Emerald Mother, I could ask my grandfather to help negotiate on your behalf. But directly wanting to gather these dragons as subordinates, that's much more difficult."

"Is it not possible?" Muria's body shone brightly with golden light, then gradually shrank, transforming from a colossal golden dragon into a black-haired, golden-eyed human form. The cosmic chains also shrank synchronously, allowing Muria to hold them easily in his hand.

"You're digging too deep into the wall. If you actually succeed, the Emerald Mother will definitely go mad," the golden dragoness frowned. "For a bunch of chromatic dragons, it's not worth completely offending an ancient green dragon to death!"

"Would she dare to pursue me?"

"She wouldn't dare!" Before Kaslana could answer, one of the green dragons bound by Muria, a Soul Intent level green dragon that had mostly recovered, spoke up.

When Muria and Kaslana's gazes turned to it, the green dragon looked excitedly at Muria: "Great descendant of the Dragon King, I wish to follow you."

"Oh, aren't you afraid of the Emerald Mother Ysera's wrath?"

"What right does she have to be angry at me?" The Soul Intent level green dragon's eyes flared with evident anger. "I am her kin, not her slave. I can leave if I want to; she has no right to restrict my freedom."

"So, you betray the Emerald Mother so easily," Muria looked at the green dragon with a hint of contempt.

"It's not that I betray Ysera, but that Ysera has gone too far," the green dragon, clearly in its prime, said with eyes full of resentment. "Leaving other things aside, just take this time when the blood clans requested our help to distract the Dawn Watchers and assist in breaching the human city Varianthi, searching for a golden level demon-hunting knight.

The deposit given by the blood clans was a space ring filled with wind elemental crystals, with four more of the same rings to be given upon completion.

With such a generous reward from the blood clans, do you know how much the Emerald Mother distributed to us? One hundred and twenty-five elemental crystals! The total reward for seven Soul Intent level green dragons and thirty-two golden level giants was just this much.

We, thirty-nine dragons, risked our lives for the mission and only got one-eighth of the deposit, while she, the Emerald Mother Ysera, gets the rest of the rewards without doing anything. Why?"

Hearing the complaints of this Soul Intent level, prime-aged green dragon, the other green dragons felt similarly aggrieved and showed their dissatisfaction. They all felt the Emerald Mother was too harsh on them.

"For this mission, I only got one elemental crystal," murmured a golden level green dragon. "Soul Intent level green dragons get at least ten elemental crystals. It's not fair."

"Soul Intent levels are more than ten times stronger than you. Isn't it normal that they get ten times the pay?"

"But when executing missions, we golden level dragons face greater risks than the Soul Intent levels! They have a chance to resist, but we don't even have a chance to flee."

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As the Soul Intent level green dragon aired its grievances, it triggered a resonance among all the green dragons present, who began to discuss and vent their dissatisfaction. Even the ancient green dragon, with her mouth bound, couldn't help but nod in agreement upon hearing these complaints.

"How pitiful!" Hearing these dragons' complaints, the golden dragoness Kaslana showed a hint of sympathy.

"Kaslana, how many elemental crystals did the Dawn Church pay you for your assistance?"

"Not much, just a thousand crystals," the tall, leggy golden dragoness glanced at the aggrieved green dragons, speaking lightly.

The green dragons instantly quieted down, staring at Kaslana in shock. A thousand elemental crystals! That was an unimaginable fortune for them.

"Buzz!" Just then, the ancient green dragon, whose mouth was bound, radiated a shimmering green light. She was casting a spell on herself. While the cosmic chains could restrict her movements, they couldn't prevent her from casting spells.

The nearly hundred-meter-long ancient green dragon gradually shrank and, under Muria's astonished gaze, transformed into a curvaceous, mature woman with green hair.

Human Transformation Spell! Muria's unique weapon, the cosmic chains, could freely change size and split, leaving no chance for the shrunken ancient green dragon to escape.

Thus, a curvaceous, mature woman bound by several chains, which accentuated her enticing figure, looked at Muria with intense eyes:

"Noble descendant of the Dragon King, may I ask you a question?"

"Ask," Muria said, his gaze flickering slightly as he looked at the transformed, nearly 1.8-meter-tall mature woman with green hair.

"If we follow you and encounter a similar situation, a thousand elemental crystals, how much would you give us?"

"All of it," Muria answered without hesitation. "The rewards for the missions you complete should all belong to you."

"Cough, Muria, according to the rules among green dragons, you could take a portion," Kaslana quickly reminded him, seeing his generous statement.

She had already seen that this group of green dragons was planning to betray the Emerald Mother Ysera and follow Muria.

After all, aside from the issue of opposing factions, Muria was an ideal leader for these green dragons.

With a powerful background, a world-renowned mother, and a grandfather at the pinnacle of the world hierarchy.

His own strength was formidable, immune to high-level spells, capable of dominating any scene, and nearly invincible strength at the Soul Intent level.

The top-tier heritage and potential. Being a descendant of the original Dragon King didn't need further explanation, the closest dragon kind to the Dragon King, with a bloodline rank even above that of the ancestral dragons.

"Some elemental crystals are nothing to me," Muria smiled lightly. In the Titan Islands, he was accustomed to consuming elemental essences.

Just like humans, who wouldn't treasure the rice they eat daily over coarse rice that's even less valuable.

"What is your name?"

"Muria Iapetus Alonsus."

"I, Fiona, pledge to follow you, Lord Muria, from this day forward and fight for you!" Muria's response immediately won over the ancient green dragon.

Thus, the green dragon, whose perfect and explosive figure was accentuated by Muria's cosmic chains, bowed deeply to Muria.

She didn't consider the possibility of Muria lying. As proud members of the dragon race, even malevolent dragons disdain lying, let alone golden dragons.

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