Reborn As A Evil Dragon

"The four of us are ready to use the sacred objects at all times." The Purple Ghost King had an ominous premonition in his heart and quickly reminded the Red Ghost King and the others.

The Green Ghost Clan owns the Holy Tree Town Clan, and the four major ghost clans naturally have their own trump cards.

The thick gray breath came into contact with the light green defensive barrier under the gaze of a large number of ghost clans and the five ghost kings.

Under the eyes of the five ghost kings, whose pupils shrank slightly in horror, the light green barrier only resisted the gray breath for a moment before dissolving into a large hole.

"Activate the sacred object!" Before the Purple Ghost King finished speaking, it, the Frost Ghost King, the Red Ghost King, and the White Ghost King used the sacred objects of their own clans to suppress the threat.

The Purple Ghost King took out a transparent stone, the Frost Ghost King produced an ice crystal, the Red Ghost King revealed a large piece of red muscle that's still beating and contracting, and the White Ghost King brought forth a statue.

The four ghost kings infused the energy in their bodies into the sacred objects of their respective groups almost simultaneously. Then, four thick energy beams with different attributes rushed toward the Holy Tree.

After the Holy Tree received the blessing of the four energies, it trembled for a while, and a wave of power that was several times more terrifying than before was emitted. The large hole melted by the breath of the void quickly recovered and blocked the gray-white breath of the void from the outside.

I was a little surprised when I saw this.

I glanced at the four strange objects held by the ghost kings, and my dragon eyes narrowed.

Legendary items?

No, not exactly.

More like Curiosities.

Strange objects refer to special items that possess powerful energy but have no spirituality or legendary properties.

"It seems this world was discovered by beings from the star worlds a long time ago," I thought to myself.

There are four more strange objects, and they are also sacred trees related to the ancient Tree of Life. This is enough to explain the situation.

Just as I was thinking, below, the five ghost kings saw that it finally stopped breathing. Their faces relaxed slightly, and they felt a bit more confident. Their figures flashed and appeared before me.

Now, the only thing between the five of them and the Black Dragon Lord was the seemingly thin layer of green film.

"Dear Black Dragon Master, we hope to communicate with you," the Purple Ghost King said. It did not wish to have unnecessary conflict with this terrifying black dragon.

After all, it knew that the best choice for the five ghost clans was to surrender to the Black Dragon Lord.

The reason the holy trees and sacred objects were used to defend against the black dragon was, first, that no one knew whether the black dragon's intentions were good or bad—so it was necessary to create a 'platform' to communicate and negotiate. That 'platform' is this layer of enchantment.

Second, it was also to reveal the background of the five major ghost clans. After all, whether one surrenders unconditionally or with terms, the treatment will definitely differ.

"Communication?" I smiled and said jokingly,

"You five don't think you can stop me with this thin green barrier do you?"

Feeling the contempt and indifference in my tone, the other four ghost kings grew somewhat annoyed and angry. Only the Purple Ghost King was shocked.

Its spiritual power vaguely warned that the Black Dragon Lord was not bluffing.

Outside the barrier, I observed the different expressions of the five ghost kings, shook my head slightly, and stopped toying with them.

Void Form—

In an instant, the enormous black dragon turned into a gray, cold Void Dragon.

Seeing the transformation of the black dragon, the Purple Ghost King's unease grew even stronger.

Void Shuttle—

I transformed into the Void Dragon, and my massive dragon body vanished from outside.

In the next moment, under the terrifying tension of the five ghost kings, the gray Void Dragon appeared behind them.

But the Void Dragon did not take the opportunity to kill all five of them. Instead, it laughed and said,

"This kind of barrier is useless to me."

The barrier created by the Holy Tree can not only defend against external attacks but also has the ability to block space. Therefore, any kind of teleportation or gate spell cannot bypass the barrier and directly enter the Holy Tree's territory.

But void travel is different.

The essence of void travel is becoming one with space itself.

Teleportation and other spells use magical principles to manipulate space.

Comparatively, it's like a house that requires a key to open the door versus someone who ignores the door altogether and phases straight through the wall. Whether it's a 'wall' or a 'door,' to them, it's like air.

"I'll give you five a chance to surrender to me." Seeing the five ghost kings stunned into submission, I got straight to the point and began a countdown.

I was currently very thirsty for subordinates, so even though I wanted to devour them directly to enhance the level of my special alienation talents, I restrained myself.

Even if I raise the level of some special alienation talents, my overall strength wouldn't increase much. Why not plant them all with the power of the void and transform them into an army of the void? Then, I can do as I please. I can kill them for power and resurrect them for army.

"We agree to surrender!"

Before the countdown reached two, the Purple Ghost King quickly answered.

This stunned the other four ghost kings, who had still been hesitating.

But they reacted quickly, bowing and lowering their heads, expressing their submission along with the Purple Ghost King.

I looked at them in surprise, not expecting them to be so aware of the situation.

But this saved me a lot of trouble.

Next, I planted void seeds in each of the five ghost kings and then ordered them to summon all legendary and master-level ghosts in their respective clans. I also planted void seeds in those. As since I became legendary power and gained this I hardly use any type of dependent contract as it's not as effective as directly giving them my blood.

From that moment on, the five major ghost clans were fully surrendered, and the ghost clan plane came under my rule.

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"Five second-level legendary ghosts… forty-six first-level legendaries… and eleven thousand three hundred and fifty-two master-ranked ghosts."

Within the moonlit palace nestled amidst the ancient and sacred Holy Trees, I found myself reading the final tally—one that made even my void-forged soul pause in disbelief.

The number of legendary ghosts? Acceptable. Predictable. Expected.

After all, Black Smoke City had deployed no less than several dozen legendary demons to this campaign—power flowed naturally in their wake.

But this... this staggering flood of over eleven thousand master-class ghosts—this, I had not foreseen.

It demands context.

On the continent of Tal, among humans and their kingdoms, the concept of "master-level" is reserved for a rare elite—figures so few in number they are etched into legend.

Take the Principality of Kass for example: including the Grand Duke of Thorns himself, their entire nation boasts no more than six known master-tier figures. Even assuming the Grand Duke hides a few trump cards in shadow, they still couldn't break into double digits.

And Kass is considered one of the more formidable human territories.

Now let's examine the Kingdom of Albit—an entire kingdom, with its nobility, its arcane academies, and knightly orders combined. At best? Perhaps one hundred master-level individuals.

That's generous.

And the so-called Empire of Dal? It still hasn't produced no more than five. Its king with its top power, the master-level expert, died in my hands. The only reason it dares call itself an empire is due to my presence and the strength of the abyssal forces I give it to defend against demon incursions. Without us, it would've been devoured long ago.

So let's not mince words.

For the five great ghost clans to possess over eleven thousand master-class ghosts is an overwhelming statement of power—equal to more than a hundred Albit Kingdoms… or over a thousand Kass Principalities. And that's a conservative estimate.

Yes, Albit is a crumbling relic of former glory, lacking even a single legendary being. But even if we replaced it with a true powerhouse—a human kingdom of one hundred million people with a refined, mature class system and war-tempered traditions—it would still struggle to produce what these ghost clans have in sheer might and numbers.

Their strength isn't just vast—it's terrifying.

"Master, this is after several years of bloody wars and the loss of nearly a thousand master-level ghosts. Otherwise, in our heyday, the number of master-level ghosts from our five major ghost clans would have exceeded 12,000," the Purple Ghost King replied respectfully.

Tao, however, was obviously still a little uncomfortable with being in a high position all year round and suddenly having to call other beings 'Master' respectfully.

"Yes, I understand." I nodded, feeling quite good.

Although master-level strength is nothing to me.

However, if they are all transformed into Void Familiars, they will not only become a terrifying undying legion, but at critical moments, I can also incorporate their power into myself and enhance my own power.

There are more than 10,000 masters. Even if most of them are only at level 15 or 16, it can definitely raise my strength to the fourth level of Legend.

Coupled with the large number of other low-level Void Familiars and legendary Void Familiars that are about to be transformed, if all their power is unified, my strength may reach the fifth level of Legend.

"Next, I only need to develop for a period of time before I can reach the top power that the Tal plane can contain," I murmured to myself, my dragon eyes flashing.

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Time passed gradually.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed since I took over the ghost plane.

Over the past year, my development focus has been on the Black Wing City of the Abyss and the ghost plane, avoiding the Tal plane that was currently in chaos.

For a while, it felt much quieter.

And my strength was also growing steadily.

The ghost plane had now become the headquarters of Black Wing Lair. As there is constant exchange of resources between the two.

I opened my eyes from the feast enhancement, then glanced at the panel data.

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Status:

Name: Barbatos Caesar Volaric

Race: True Dragon

Biological Order: 20th (Peak)

Occupation Level: Mage LVL 19 (Peak), Mountain Believer LVL 11 (Peak)

Body Length: 119.9M

Vitality (VIT): 746.99

Current Feast Tier: 355

Feast Cooldown Time: 29 Days

Spell-like Abilities:

Spell Rune:

Zero Tier: Mage's Hand (Return to Nature)

First Tier: Water Blade (Return to Nature)

Second Tier: Water Element Strengthening (Return to Nature), Water Therapy (Return to Nature)

Second Tier:

Third Tier: Acceleration (Return to Nature), Guard Barrier (Return to Nature), Fireball (Return to Nature)

Fourth Tier: Any Door (Return to Nature), Rupture (Return to Nature), Wrath of the Earth (Return to Nature)

Fifth Tier:

Sixth Tier: Water Dragon Technique (Return to Nature), Transportation Teleportation (Return to Nature), Instant Teleportation Technique (Return to Nature)

Seventh Tier:

Eighth Tier: Slave Soul (Proficient 17%), Law Shock (Entry 50%), Anti-Magic Field (Entry 35%)

[Psychic Martial Arts]: Rolling Stone Strike (Proficient 81%), Shunpo (55% Entry), Hundred Fissure Fist (28% Entry)

Abilities:

Dragon Scales (LV 16), Dragon Breath (LV 16), Draconic Vitality (LV 24), Draconic Might (LV 7), Draconic Magic (LV 9), Fly (LV 15), Dragon Eyes (LV 7), Bite (LV 1t + 0.2), Claw (LV 1t + 0.2), Wild Scream (LV 7), Atomic Furnace (LV 5), Vibration Perception (LV 6), Telepathy (LV 6), Soul Chain (LV 5), Seed of Distortion (LV 4), Armor Shredder (LV 7), Seed of Distortion (LV 5), Meat Eater (LV 5), Master of Blood (LV 5), Flame Body (LV 3), Super Speed Recovery (Level 3), Black Water (Level 1), The Eye of the Dark Demon (LV 3), Black Water (LV 1), Plant Growth (LV 2), Poisonous Aura (LV 1), Purple Thunder (LV 1), Soul Swallowing (LV 2), Demon Flame (LV 3), Sovereign of the Four Elements (LV 1), Multi-Headed Dominion (LV 1), Blessing of Sacred Might (LV 1), Friend of the Forest (LV 1), Space-Time Teleportation (LV 1), Radiant Force Field (LV 1) Frost (LV 1), Sharp Minions (LV 2)

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After a year of accumulation, the biological order had been raised to high 20th, and the caster level had also been raised to peak level 19. If I wanted to break through and become a legendary mage, I would need to accumulate a lot of Return-to-Truth spells. This was estimated to take a considerable amount of time.

But I was not in a hurry now. When I was still weak, the caster profession had given me a lot of help, both in terms of strength and survival. Now, although it was lagging behind a bit and could not contribute much to my strength, it still played a role in many aspects.

And that was enough.

As for the psionic profession, in fact, I didn't put much thought into it. I just spent some time practicing psionic martial arts. In terms of the accumulation of psionic power, it increases a little after each feast, so I don't need to worry too much.

The special alienation talent had been successfully promoted to the third level because I devoured many legendary demons last time, especially fire demons.

In addition, [Sharp Minions], the original first-level ability, had also been promoted to the second level, which made my already strengthened dragon body even more dangerous and terrifying.

Minions are already one of the sharpest and strongest parts of dragons. The constant strengthening through the feast, coupled with the second-level [Sharp Minions] and [Armor Shredder] abilities, made my minions comparable in strength and sharpness to legendary weapons.

'In terms of hard power, I should have reached the peak of the third level of Legend,' I thought silently.

This strength improvement had been quite rapid.

A year ago, my full-out attack level was barely at the mid-level of the third level of Legend. But now, if I am even a little more serious, my explosive power can reach the peak level of the third level of Legend.

The strength has increased by more than fifty percent.

'If I return to the Black Wing City of the Abyss, with the blessing of Black Wing City, my strength will probably be as strong as the fourth level of Legend,' I thought calmly.

Then, it's time to start a new phase of the total Conquest plan.

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Abyss, Lava Waste Plane.

The southern corner.

The originally barren Rift Valley had now disappeared.

A huge dark city stood on top of it.

The dark city was surrounded by a 300-meter-high city wall, and the whole city formed a regular circle with a diameter of 105 kilometers.

This was Black Wing City.

More than a year ago, Black Wing City was initially established. The city had a diameter of 100 kilometers and a total area of nearly 8,000 square kilometers. Now more than a year had passed. Although I did not deliberately let it devour living creatures to grow, the city spontaneously absorbed abyssal strength and could still grow slowly.

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Black Wing City had four gates, one in each direction.

At the east gate, a night elf convoy of more than a hundred people drove toward the city gate in exquisite and gorgeous carriages.

The horse pulling the cart was a one-horned magic horse unique to the Abyss. It was tall and strong, good-looking, and not weak in strength. It was a high-level magic beast.

This kind of horse was especially loved by the night elves.

"Sir, we have arrived at Black Wing City," the male night elf standing beside the most important carriage, riding a one-horned magic horse, whispered in reminder.

Unlike the other carriages, which were all drawn by high-end one-horned demon horses, this one was a more gorgeous, huge, and exquisite carriage. The aura of the one-horned demon horses pulling this carriage was much more powerful, and it was obvious they were top-level magical beasts.

And there were three of them.

These were one-horned demon horses with mutated bloodlines. Each one was extremely valuable, and even ordinary master-level experts could not afford to buy one.

It could be seen that the owner of this carriage held a very high status.

The carriage's velvet curtain was drawn halfway, parting just enough to unveil a glimpse of sinful beauty. A delicate, porcelain-like face peeked through—soft, seductive, and doll-like in its perfection—framed by a waterfall of raven-black hair cascading past her waist in glossy waves.

Her eyes, shadowed beneath long, fluttering lashes, shimmered with mischief and hunger. But it was lower that the real temptation began.

Her bodice, scandalously tight, strained to contain the generous swell of her breasts—two pale, quivering mounds barely restrained by dark lace and silk. With every jolt of the carriage, they shivered and shifted—half-revealed, half-concealed—like secrets begging to be tasted.

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