Fierce Horror Dorm: Take a Concubine to Get Stronger

The dragons' battle shook heaven and earth, the spectacle no less grand than Titan Dragon City's self-destruction.

Twelve Lord-tier dragons fought, with the most explosive combat power coming from the three-hundred-meter-long Fire Dragon. His fighting style was the most violent, and his size matched the ancient Wood Dragon, whose divine state was aged and draped in vines. The two stood side by side as equals.

Titan Dragon City's collapse had already descended from the highest peak. The light radiating from the Earthquake Authority faintly weakened, seemingly about to retreat back into the world's depths once more.

"Enough!!!" Life Ancient Dragon Surt roared, the air within ten thousand meters exploding. The other eleven dragons felt a wave of warmth wash over them as their injuries were healed.

This, instead, made them calm down.

Surt looked at the earthy yellow dragon and said, "Fafnir, you are the Earth Dragon King among our twelve dragons. This origin power is most compatible with you. Go absorb it."

The earthy yellow dragon was the most heavily injured.

Everyone knew the Earthquake Authority suited Fafnir best, so they had tacitly ganged up on him.

Fafnir was burning with rage. Hearing this, he quickly flew forward.

A few dragons blocking his path retreated.

"What right do you have, Surt? When did our Dragon Group fall under your command?" The Fire Dragon flapped his wings, his rough, rocky dragon face twisted with savagery.

He stared at Surt, who was similar in size to him, rage surging endlessly in his heart.

"The origin power is about to disappear. Unless it's Fafnir, I won't let anyone else have it!" Surt gritted his teeth. "Linjin, I'm begging you, just behave. If the origin power vanishes, none of us benefit!"

The Fire Dragon Linjin hesitated for a moment, then moved aside.

"That's more like it..." Fafnir glided past Linjin, his chin lifting slightly, his eyes looking down on the latter.

That gaze instantly pierced Linjin's pride!

Linjin's throat bulged, and magma-like dragon breath spewed forth, mixed with black gravel, like a volcanic eruption.

Fafnir writhed and screamed from the searing heat.

The other dragons were all stunned.

Linjin's vitrified metal dragon wings flapped, unleashing endless thermal energy. In an instant, he closed the distance to the Earthquake Authority: "The strong should claim everything!"

Surt tried to block Linjin, but his impact force was far inferior to the latter's, and he was sent flying.

Just as Linjin raised his dragon claw, about to touch the Earthquake Authority, a bizarre event occurred.

A massive pentagram suddenly appeared on him, and the next moment, the Lord of Dawn materialized, taking his place!

Storm Dragon King Sickle Wind's gaze swept across and saw another pentagram emerging a few kilometers away, and Linjin appearing out of thin air!

Castle Swap!

"Die!"

Sickle Wind's reaction speed was astonishing. His roar shook heaven and earth as a torrent of wind blades materialized, sweeping toward the Lord of Dawn.

"Finally got it!" The Lord of Dawn looked at the fist-sized white light sphere before him and reached out without hesitation.

In an instant, boundless tremors tore his battle suit apart, revealing his chest, which turned bloody and mangled in a flash.

At the same time, two magic arrays appeared in the Lord of Dawn's hands, and the tremor force of the Earthquake Authority rapidly retracted, gradually becoming harmless.

Suddenly, a silver thread, fast as a meteor, shot into his field of vision.

That silver thread was a seven-to-eight-meter-long savage beast with silver wings. On its head rode a man of world-renowned brilliance!

The moment the Lord of Dawn realized who this man was, his eyes locked on, unable to look away.

This man was wreathed in Ghost Qi, his face breathtakingly beautiful to the point of being androgynous, a sight that could topple cities.

Even a rock passing by would have its deepest desires stirred!

The silver beast brushed past the Lord of Dawn, and the Earthquake Authority vanished without a trace.

"Thanks, old Li!"

The moment the Earthquake Authority entered his hand, Xu Lang's palm exploded on the spot. Fortunately, he materialized the Taleblade Demon Box in time and swallowed it in one gulp.

"You are... Zero Number!" The Lord of Dawn recognized Xu Lang, the second Golden Dawn member stationed in Mad King Building.

Zero Number was in the same dormitory building as Witch; he'd known that for a while.

His tone barely wavered, even though his prize had been snatched.

Xu Lang had no time to reply, steering the silver beast far away.

The Lord of Dawn's array beneath him could block spatial abilities; otherwise, he'd have used Raphael's Cloak directly, instead of taming this incredibly fast dragon-beast on the spot.

Wind blades shredded in, and the Lord of Dawn died instantly, his body dissolving like data before reappearing on the silver beast's back.

"Still not giving up?" Xu Lang turned his head, his hand resting on his blade.

Purgatory's Master had already been put away to avoid dropping equipment.

If they really fought, he'd just die in front of the Lord of Dawn.

With all these dragons around, escaping was already nearly impossible.

Entering the Demon Box World? That was even less advisable; it'd risk having someone trace his lair.

Xu Lang would rather die than let filthy things into the Demon Box World.

Anyway, there were plenty of garbage tombstones in Grave Pasture.

Gradually, the Scarlet Shepherd's perspective had fallen behind Xu Lang's.

What Xu Lang scoffed at, the Scarlet Shepherd still valued. Enemies the latter deemed worthy in his judgment system were ones the former could cut down with a single strike.

"Are you staying in Mad King Building? Can I come find you later?" The Lord of Dawn stared at Xu Lang and spoke.

Dragons roared in the distance, yet the Lord of Dawn's words were so clear.

Xu Lang wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he thought he detected a note of pleading in that tone.

"You want to go on an expedition?"

"If it's for you, I'm willing."

"?"

Xu Lang's legs inexplicably tightened. The silver beast received the command and flew faster.

This silver beast was a prodigy flying dragon Xu Lang had discovered. Its speed wasn't much slower than legendary dragons, and its small size gave it an advantage in breaking through the air.

To tame this dragon, he had Senior Sister Red Butterfly possess him, massively boosting his charm.

A mere flying dragon was easy to handle.

Come to think of it, Lord of Dawn, you're not the flying dragon beneath my crotch, are you?

"What do you mean?" Xu Lang's spine chilled. The Lord of Dawn's gaze felt scorching hot.

This person's emotions were faint, almost nonexistent, but with someone like that, even a sliver of feeling was palpable to others.

Panicking, Xu Lang quickly switched the Nightmare Eye's probing direction.

He'd been examining the Lord of Dawn's power system earlier and hadn't checked his psychological state.

The Lord of Dawn had a huge secret!

He was a Dual-Sequence Holder!

First Sequence: E-350, Medium, Awakening Stage!

Second Sequence: A-40, Magician King, Unawakened Stage!

An Awakening-level Sequence Holder—this was Xu Lang's first time seeing one. In the Simulation Dream, he hadn't known about this at all.

Because in the Simulation Dream, the Nightmare Lord's other abilities were disabled.

Xu Lang had been about to continue probing along this thread, but he was genuinely spooked by the Lord of Dawn.

"Will you be my wife?" the Lord of Dawn said sincerely. "We, as husband and wife..."

"I'm fucking a man!" Xu Lang roared, cutting him off.