BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie

Chapter 110

As soon as Morris woke up, panic sprang up in his heart. He could not think much about it. His body moved to shatter the ice layer covering the periphery of his body. He fiercely rushed out from the cold pool under the ground and roared towards the sky.

The sound of an angry dragon roar immediately trembled throughout the continent.

Joycecalled him?

Before he left, he instructed Joyce to call him if he was in danger. But Morris knew how proud his precious one was and that he would not seek his help casually, which is why he specifically threatened the Elf King and the others to protect his Joyce.

How dangerous was a situation his Joyce in to call out his name?

The anger burned in Morriss heart, making his eyes immediately turn red. The Elf King, the Demon King, and the Beast King, how on earth did they take care of his baby?

Morris flew with great speed towards the elven forest. The anger that kept rolling in his head and the burning heat that he had only slightly suppressed after two days of immersion in the cold pool appeared in his soul again in a more violent way.

With one eye filled with tyranny, the huge black dragon had only a trace of clarity left to urge him back to his treasure.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the outskirts of the elven forest. Morris smelled a hint of blood, the smell of blood belonging to his treasure. His heart trembled as he looked toward the source of the blood smell, and his excellent eyesight allowed Morris to clearly see the bright red blood on the grass even in mid-air.

And not far away, two exquisite shoes were strewn on the ground. Morris was anxious to see this and remembered the scene when he had gently put these shoes on Joyces feet.

Now, the gems on the shoes that he carefully held with love and care have fallen off, and there are even traces of it being trampled on.

Such a scene caused Morris pupils to shrink. An inexpressible fear gushed out from his heart, prompting him to throw back his head and let out a burst of roar.

The clarity in Morris eyes completely dissipated. His vertical pupils were all tyrannical, but a trace of deeply suppressed fear was hidden behind it.

Elfelven forest

The rage that his treasure was hurt took control of Morris mind and made him lose his mind completely. The scorching fire spilled out of his mouth and burned the entire elven forest.

The crowd in the elven forest has been stunned by two nearby roars.

At this time, the high elven king completely lost his graceful appearance, and his lips trembled: Dragongiant dragon? Hasnt it already left?

Hearing the roar of the dragon again, the terrible memory of the once almost extinct clan reappeared in the hearts of all the elves. However, something even more horrific appeared. They tilted their heads to see the scorching flames burning throughout the outskirts of the forest.

Is it, is it dragon fire? The dragon is furious!

Panic immediately pervaded the entire elven forest. They immediately thought of the dragons treasure still by their side, so they settled their minds and bet their hopeful eyes on Lydia beside the Elven King.

I implore Princess Lydia to appease the dragon and let the dragon spare the elven forest!

Lydia was not in the mood to listen to what the elves around her were saying. Her face was white, and her eyes were terrified as she looked towards the huge black figure that appeared in mid-air.

A giant dragon? The dragon really appeared?

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The burning heat has almost hit Lydias face, making her tremble uncontrollably. In her mind, the dragon has always been a legend, so she dared to impersonate the dragons treasure recklessly.

In fact, Lydia looked at the group of elves who were obedient to her because of the identity of a dragon treasure, and she almost had contempt in her heart. Because she never thought that the giant dragon really would appear!

No, no, no! Lydia panicked and refused the request of the elves swarming towards her. However, the enormous fear that accompanied her heart had already grabbed her, leaving her with absolutely no strength to push the elves around her.

The elves, caught in fear and panic, did not care about Princess Lydias refusal. They pulled to bring her to the outskirts of the forest, pushing her under the giant black shadow.

The huge black figure was already entirely in front of everyone, and with it came the dragon fires that lit up everywhere.

Lydia stumbled and fell to the ground. She looked up in horror at this terrifyingly huge figure, her face completely devoid of the sweetness she had pretended to have when she prayed earlier.

Whatever dragons favor, dragons gentleness, dragons protection, all flew away from her heart. Looking up to see the pair of horrible vertical pupils and huge evil wings, Lydia fell to the ground. Her throat can only involuntarily let out a help cry of fear.

It was horrible. Why should she face such a terrible monster?

However, the elves who had been respectful of her had no concern for her fear at the moment but eagerly urged: Princess, you say something! You must ask the dragon to take back the dragon fire! Didnt you say that you are the dragons treasure?

The dragon is so fond of you. He will definitely listen to you!

Seeing that the dragon fire has burned to the center of the forest, the elves looked at Princess Lydia, who was limp on the ground. The eager ones did not even become suspicious because of her abnormal fearful performance but only pleaded anxiously.

Perhaps the elfs words attracted attention, and Lydia looked up to find the cold vertical pupils towards her.

The fear of death suddenly gripped Lydias heart. She became completely limp on the ground, and the fishy smell of urine emanated from her wet skirt.

Falling into madness, at first glance at the young girls appearance on the ground, Morris could not help but freeze for a moment before a more furious roar came.

This group of abominable elves, how dare they hide his treasures and take out such crude and inferior impostor to deceive him?

The angry Morris rushed down from mid-air, lifted his huge wings, and slapped the damned impostor off the ground.

Looking at Princess Lydia, who was slapped by the dragon in anger, the elves were almost dumbfounded as the young girls words and her shy expression came back to their minds.

However, the flame-red dragon fire ensued and burned all the delusions out of the elfs mind.

Ah!

The screams of the elves were heard one after another. The crown on top of the Elf Kings head had fallen off. He was covered in ashes as he looked at the burning clansmen and Princess Lydia, who was thrown to who knows where by the dragon, and was filled with bewilderment.

Whyhe poured out all his power to please that dragons treasure, but ultimately still could not escape the fate of being exterminated?

The anger of being cheated gradually fermented in the heart of the Elf King. It mustbe that damned woman who cheated him. She is not the dragons treasure at all.

Such a tyrannical dragon simply can not favor a human like that!

Morris let out one roar after another while calling out to his precious child in the roar: JoyceJoyce

The elves, who were fleeing in haste, also noticed the dragons call and looked to their companion in shock: Is the dragon calling a persons name?

It, it seems to be calling Joyce?

Joyce? Isnt that the boys name?

Deep in the forest, the torch in Demon Lord Ainos hand had fallen to the ground.

Qing Yun had easily broken free of his bonds long before the elf ran out in a panic. He simply reached out to crush the Grand Mages neck and snatched the key to the artifact.

Youwhat did you just call? The Demon King Aino, who was knocked to the ground by the teenagers magic, was not in a struggle at the moment. Instead, he withdrew his ever-present evil and reckless smile and looked blankly at the teenager who was still wearing a sweet dress but smiling like a demon.

Oh? Youre asking about what I was calling for? Qing Yun looked down and studied the key in his hand. When he heard the Demon Kings question, he even hooked the corners of his mouth maliciously, Of course Im calling for my Morris.

As if in response to the young mans words, the dragon outside immediately sent out another roar like an answer to a call.

And hearing the words of the boy, the light in the eyes of the Demon King Aino is completely gone. He knew he was finished, and the whole demon race is finished.

Hearing the worry and fear conveyed in the dragons roar, Qing Yun paused for a moment. He did not rush to use the key to remove the artifact but immediately ran towards the outer flames burning.

Morris mood seems a little off, making Qing Yun worry about this man.

In fact, his heart has been more than once flooded with doubts. This man in every life is always clinging to him and simply can not be driven away. How can this time he be so abnormal to ask to leave for a few days?

But he just ran out a few steps when a huge black panther suddenly came out and blocked his path.

Qing Yun gave a sarcastic laugh at this familiar black panther: Why are you back again?

With Qing Yuns old ways, how could he not see what this Beast King was thinking about? Not just wanting to sit back and reap the benefits, but also wanting to make him grateful.

The Beast King faced the youth and crouched down deeply. Now, the Beast King regretted it, not expecting the teenager to be able to easily call the dragon. It did not expect that the dragon really valued the teenager so much that it went crazy just because of the blood on the outskirts of the forest.

But the more this happens, the more the Beast King does not dare to let the teenager rush to the dragon.

Dear Princess, the Lord has fallen into a madness and is not rational, so you must not go over there. Black Panther pleaded, If you are mistakenly injured at this point, the Lord who comes to his senses will surely grieve and destroy the entire world!

Even though the situation had been explained, Black Panther found that the teenager in front of him did not have the slightest hint of fear at all but instead rebuked him, Get out of the way! And then carried the hem of his skirt and ran quickly towards the place where the dragon was.

The more the Beast King said this, the more Qing Yun couldnt let go of it. How could the man lose his mind? What the hell is going on here?

Qing Yun dashed towards the periphery of the forest, and soon he saw the mighty and huge figure. However, looking at the eyes of Morris, Qing Yun immediately frowned.

Because these eyes are no longer the dark red he is familiar with. Instead, the black that represents destruction and tyranny has filled Morriss pupils.

Morris! Qing Yun shouted towards the frenzied dragon. The dragon heard his voice but seemed to have lost the ability to discern his direction and only spewed flames around in an impatient manner.

Its not right! Something is wrong with this mans soul!

Feeling the mans familiar scent up close, Qing Yun immediately perceived that this tyranny was not related to the mans dragon body but rather to his soul.

This kind of tyrannical condition often only appears when the soul has been seriously injured.

The raging dragon seemed to sense the arrival of his treasure but instead let out a roar of rejection as if to persuade Qing Yun to leave and keep away from him, a terrible monster who had lost his mind.

Stupid! Qing Yun looked at the black dragon that was almost wrapped in blazing dragon fire, gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and then violently charged towards the dragon in flames.

He cant let the man rage like this. Otherwise, the wound in his soul will be more serious!

Seeing the teenagers slim figure rushing into the flames, the black panther who finally caught up with him trembled in every limb. Its over! If something goes wrong with the youth, even if the dragon comes to its senses from the fury, the living creatures on this continent are not saved.

The black panther now incomparably regrets that he did not save the teenager from the beginning.

The rest of the fleeing elves also saw the boys figure, and hope immediately rose in their eyes again: Joyce is here! Look! Its Joyce whom the dragon has been calling for

The teenagers figure passed through the scorching dragon fire, which made everyone involuntarily sigh with relief. However, the next second, their hearts involuntarily raised again.

Because they actually saw the dragons sharp claws swung towards the teenager!

Is it possible that even Joyce is not the dragons treasure?

Morris huge sharp claws touched the hem of the teenagers skirt before fiercely collecting his strength and gently bringing the teenager together in his grasp.

Morris lowered his head and snarled angrily towards the teenager. Still, there was a lurking fear and worry in this roar as if to scold the teenager: Why did you come over disobediently? Get away from me!

The strong wind from the dragons roar blew Qing Yuns hair. Looking at the man who had lost his mind but still struggled to protect him, Qing Yuns eyes could not help but flash a soft light.

He did not comply with the mans force to move away from him. Instead, he pressed closer to his terrifying mouth, tenderly stroking his hard, sharp scales: Honey, Im fine, all right? Didnt you say that nothing can separate us

Qing Yun did not avoid the dragons hot breath. He leaned his delicate cheek against the dragons scales and gently rubbed it, soothing him, Be good, its okay

The elves finally stopped fleeing. They hid in the corner with bated breath, watching with wide eyes the boy who was calming the terrifying dragon. He looked so insignificant next to the dragon, but strangely let the frenzied dragon quieted down.

That ferocious dragon, surprisingly, tried to restrain his tyranny, put away his sharp claws and teeth, and even closed the gaps between his scales, just to keep the teenager in his grasp safe from him.

One is a frightening dragon, and the other is a male disguised as a beautiful girl. However, the collision of the most violent power and the most extreme beauty makes people completely unable to move their eyes.

It turns out thatJoyce, whom they regarded as an impostor, is the real dragon treasure

The dragons roar gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of ragged panting. The surrounding raging dragon fire also extinguished as the masters soul gradually calmed down.

Morris eyes returned to their normal dark red, and he gazed greedily at the teenager who, even after witnessing his most violent side, still had no fear but instead caressed him with heartfelt tenderness.

Paying no further attention to anyone around him, Morris reverently closed his palm, clasped his precious treasure, and flapped his huge wings towards his nest.

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