Chapter 32 - Three Little Tyrants (2/2)

The Little Overlord puffed up his neck and let out a series of roars.

Cats and dogs would protect their food when they ate, let alone dragons.

This was especially so when they had just found their favorite food. When they saw someone appear, their subconscious reaction was to think that Alan was here to snatch the food.

The Little Overlord used its sharp dragon claws to dig a divine pit in the ground.

Its eyes narrowed dangerously and it began to take half a step back with common sense.

It was not because it was afraid.

It was because it had just gathered three toads in the nest.

Due to the three heads, the Little Overlord had to prepare three portions of food every time he ate.

He enjoyed it three times more eating together with the three heads.

If only one head had food and the other heads could not taste the food, the three heads would fight because of disagreements.

They would not stop until the boss was separated again.

In front of the food, everything was illusory.

Although he was not afraid of Alan, the Little Overlord still chose to retreat temporarily.

After he returned to enjoy the delicacies, it was not too late to come out and teach him a lesson.

“So it’s you, chef. It’s really fate.”

Alan sensed that a level 7 demon beast had moved out and rushed over excitedly. He did not expect it to be another sea dragon.

It was 70-80% similar to the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons from before.

It was just that its size was smaller, its aura was weaker, and its color was lighter.

However, no matter what, it was the same species.

It did not make sense that a great dragon was so good at barbequing. It would not be good if it was small.

In Alan’s eyes, the three-headed dragon was already on par with the chef.

When he saw the Little Overlord, he was very happy. He waved his arms and came over.

“Roar!

“Don’t come over, I’m very fierce!”

The Little Overlord bared his teeth and roared. His three heads were raised high, and his wings spread open to create a gust of strong wind. The warning was very obvious.

Although the toad weighed half a ton, it only relied on its poison to gain a place.

It was very fragile.

Once it was injured in battle, even if it only made a small cut, more than half of the thick liquid in its body would be lost.

This way, he would not be able to explode, and the flavor would be reduced by 80% .

The Little Overlord treasured this delicious meal very much. Before he finished enjoying it, he did not want to have a conflict with Alan.

“I know, I know.

“I’m not an outsider. I’m very familiar with your father.

“Here!”

Alan raised both of his hands to show that he was not hostile. Then, he took out the broken horn of the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons from his storage ring and threw it over.

“What did you do to my father?”

The Little Overlord felt the familiar aura on the broken horn and instantly widened his eyes.

How could this be possible?

Dragon horns were the pride of the Dragon Race.

Unless their heads were cut off, the Dragon Race would never abandon their dragon horns.

In the entire nine regions, who did not know that dragon horns were good materials for refining artifacts?

However, how many people could actually get their hands on dragon horns?

His father was a peak level eight demonic beast, and even the old demon lord could not subdue him by force. He was only reluctantly agreed to be his mount under the temptation of delicious food.

When he was young, his father was very proud whenever he talked about that period of history.

Now, this person in front of him actually took out his father’s dragon horn.

From the fracture, it was forcibly cut off.

Could it be that his father was dead?

How was this possible?!

The Little Overlord’s six pupils contracted violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.