Chapter 278 Meet an Unlucky Guy!

After hearing Celine's words, Witt also began to think about this problem.

What appeared in front of them was not an area infected by the power of the abyss, but a dragon, a black dragon that looked like Antashya next to him.

However, this black dragon was only about ten meters long and was a young dragon.

Moreover, his posture was very strange.

What should have been solid ground had now become a swamp emitting a rotten smell.

There were strong elemental fluctuations, which should have been caused by magic.

The black dragon lay on its back in the swamp, with most of its body buried in it, only the part below the waist, as well as its legs and tail were exposed.

His body was covered with mud, and it was obvious that he had struggled violently, but now he was motionless.

"It should be... hopeless..."

Just as Witt said this, the dragon's tail covered with mud suddenly moved.

"Well, it's still alive!"

As if it heard Witt's voice, the tail shook again, but it had no strength.

Thinking of this, the three dragons of Witt looked at each other, and then they all looked at Antashya.

However, what responded to them was Antashya's blank eyes.

Witt's mouth twitched.

"Aren't you going to save him?"

Hearing this, Antashya suddenly realized, then shook her head, and looked at the black dragon with disgust.

"It's too dirty, I don't know where to start, and it's black and has no beauty at all. So why don't you save it?"

Witt silently looked away.

"Sorry, I don't want to touch the swamp in my life!"

Celine on the side was speechless.

Then, she and Antawana looked at each other, and the two dragons flew down, one dragon and one leg, dragging out the unlucky guy who was attacked by the dragon and buried in the swamp!

As soon as it was dragged out, a large stream of mud gushed out of the mouth of the black dragon, and then lay on the ground, breathing the surrounding air crazily.

After a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Finally saved!

I almost thought I would be buried for a long time and wait for the swamp to dry before I could come out."

As he said this, he turned his eyes to Antawana and Celine, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, both of you. By the way, my name is Ollidolf. What are you doing...wait, young dragon?"

As he turned to Antasa beside him, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Excuse me, you are from the Sky City, right?"

Witt poked his head out from the edge of Antasa's claws and said, "We are indeed from the Sky City. Hey, you are not a black dragon!"

Witt then noticed that the other party was not exactly the same as the black dragon.

Although it was roughly the same as the black dragon, his front claws were blood red, and there were blood grooves on them. Most of his wings were buried in the swamp before, but after coming out, the complete wings were much larger than those of the black dragon.

If you look closely, the opponent's dragon scales are black with a hint of red, and the dragon scales at the end of the dragon's tail are vertical, like a knife turned sideways.

The tail was covered with mud before, but Witt didn't notice this.

After hearing Witt's words, Ollidolf scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"I thought I was a black dragon at first, but I looked less and less like one. Although my inherited memory told me that I was a black dragon, but..."

Speaking of this, Ollidolf stretched out his two front paws and said helplessly: "No black dragon claws look like this, so I think my parents might have made a mistake!"

At this time, Antasa said: "It is indeed not very pure, but it is indeed a black dragon bloodline, but you seem to be affected by some strange power. To some extent, you can no longer be called a black dragon.

When a dragon asks you in the future, just give yourself a race name. Anyway, there will only be one dragon like you before you have offspring and inherit your bloodline!"

Witt smacked his lips. Wow, another unique dragon.

The world outside is wonderful!

Of course, Witt did not think that he was lucky and could always encounter such "rare species".

As early as when he was just born, Winters had mentioned that the types of mixed dragons have been increasing and have never stopped.

Thinking about this in his heart, Witt asked curiously: "Are you coming from somewhere else to join the Sky City?

Also, how did you get into this state? Were you attacked by a dragon?"

Unexpectedly, hearing this, Ollidolf's face froze, and then he asked with a dry laugh: "Well, I said I got into this state myself, do you believe it?"

After the voice fell, the dragons were silent, looking at Ollidolf as if they were looking at a fool.

How could a dragon be so stupid to make itself look like this.

Seeing the dragons looking at him like this, Ollidolf covered his face and sighed.

"Alas--

But this is the fact!

I came from the other side of the Evernight Forest, and I was also born there. There is a dragon nest of wind and thunder pterosaurs around, and I also heard them say that the Sky City is here.

So after leaving the infancy, I carefully passed through the Evernight Forest all the way, preparing to come to the Sky City.

As a result, I walked for thirty years and got lost in the Evernight Forest for thirty years.

Just a while ago, I finally got here and was about to walk out of the Evernight Forest, but a stone suddenly fell from above and hit my head directly, making a hole in the ground.

Hiss...

It hurts!

I was so angry that I kicked the stone away, and then I slipped and fell!

Uh...just in that position just now, my head was stuck in the hole in the ground, and my neck was sprained.

Then I thought, if the ground softens, my head will be able to come out.

Then I buried myself alive!

My waist was also buried in it, so I couldn't use any strength, my mouth was filled with mud and water, and I couldn't use magic. As for my mental power...I encountered a group of strange dragon beasts recently, and I have almost consumed it. ”

“…”

The dragons were silent for a while.

They didn’t know whether to say that Ollidolf was unlucky or that he had a strange way of thinking!

Although there was nothing wrong with his operation and it made sense logically, everything seemed to be going in the worst direction for him.

This is an old unlucky guy!

After being lost for thirty years, the dragon life must be very confusing!

Witt couldn’t help but complain: “It just so happens that you don’t have a race name yet, so just call it the Cursed Dragon. You are so unlucky, maybe you are cursed by the world!”

Antasha echoed from the side: “The Cursed Dragon has been used by dragons, but they are not the cursed party, but the cursing party.

Hmm…you can call it the Unknown Dragon, I haven’t heard of this name yet!”

Who knew that after hearing this, Ollidolf actually touched his chin and thought, and then his eyes lit up.

“Unknown Dragon, this name sounds good!”

“…”