You, a dragon, are farming in hell.

Chapter 17 Alien Corpse Monster!

So it rains in hell too.

Looking at the drizzling rain, Sophia's face showed curiosity. This rain looked no different from the rain in the human world. Having never seen rain in hell, she thought the rain in hell would be blood red.

The color of blood.

Hell... the rain must be the color of blood to truly depict its terror.

Sofia was a little disappointed that it wasn't the color of blood.

It should look the same as rain in the human world on the surface, after all, this drizzling rain can give rise to skeletons and zombies.

Sophia lay prone at the entrance to the dragon's lair, sometimes looking up at the crimson sky filled with blood-red clouds, sometimes looking down at the dark red earth.

The earth, soaked by the rain, gradually changed, turning from a dark red to a bright red.

Diding lay on the soft hay, his bluish-purple vertical pupils fixed on the thick blood-red clouds in the sky. When a crimson lightning bolt pierced through the clouds, he would subconsciously squint his vertical pupils.

The rain had only just begun, and crimson lightning flashed across the clouds.

Destin wanted to see if there would be a thunderstorm above the clouds.

He wanted to use thunderstorms to practice his spiritual discipline.

Thunderstorms don't occur every time it rains in the Crimson Wasteland.

Ten rain showers may bring two or three thunderstorms, or none at all.

However, whenever it rains and thunderstorms occur, some extremely large, destructive, and terrifying monsters will inevitably appear on the Crimson Wasteland.

To those hideous monsters, a little imp like Sophia is nothing more than a sweet dessert.

Rumble... Crack...

A thunderclap boomed, and crimson lightning spread in all directions like the branches of a tree.

Diding looked up, and lightning flashed in his bluish-purple vertical pupils. This kind of weather... might bring thunderstorms.

Sophia, who was lying at the entrance of the dragon's den, was startled by the sudden clap of thunder. She screamed, quickly got up, covered her ears, and ran to the side of the dragon body, Destin.

The crimson lightning that had just spread across the blood cloud looked like a hideous and terrifying ghost face, which terrified her.

Why is it thundering when it's just drizzling...?

Moreover, the scene on the ground was somewhat eerie; the rainwater that fell and gathered on the ground formed small rivers that looked like blood, slowly flowing...

too frightening.

Diding got up and left his sleeping spot, walked to the entrance of the dragon's den, and glanced back at Sophia, who was hiding beside the haystack.

"This kind of rainy weather not only breeds skeletons and zombies, but may also breed some extremely large, hideous and terrifying alien zombies."

The alien ghouls can randomly appear in any area of ​​the Crimson Wasteland. Once they appear, human souls like yours will become a delicious meal.

"You stay put in Dragon's Den and don't wander off. I'm going out for a bit."

"Huh?" Sophia's face showed panic and unease. "This...this terrible weather, why is Lord Distin going out like this?"

Wouldn't it be better to sleep in a dragon's lair?

Sophia didn't dare say those words.

"Cultivation, this kind of thunderstorm can help me cultivate."

"?!"

Using thunderstorms for spiritual practice?!

That crimson lightning was so terrifying, why would the dragon Diding need to use it to cultivate?

"Isn't this too dangerous?"

"It's alright, not very dangerous."

"Then...then Lord Distin, you may go ahead. I'll stay obediently in the dragon's lair and won't wander off!"

Sophia didn't want the dragon Destin to leave, but she was too embarrassed to say it. Besides... she was just a kid, while Destin was the lord.

I am not qualified to give advice to the dragon Destin.

"Don't worry, this is my territory. The chances of encountering alien zombies are very low. Unless you're extremely unlucky, this won't happen."

"....."

Sofia panicked even more.

If you're lucky, this kind of thing won't happen.

She's a living person, and at night, while she sleeps, her soul inexplicably falls into hell...

My luck probably wasn't great, was it?

That's not right either. Falling into hell and encountering the dragon Destin, who doesn't eat ghosts, doesn't seem like bad luck.

As Sophia was lost in thought, Diding left the dragon's lair and soared into the thick blood-red clouds.

He chased after the crimson lightning, searching for thunderstorms.

Sophia ran to the entrance of the dragon's lair. As crimson lightning streaked across the sky, she vaguely saw a giant dragon soaring above the crimson clouds, accompanied by the lightning.

"Why is the sky... darker than before?"

Looking at the gloomy, rainy day, Sophia, who was standing at the entrance of the dragon's den, took a few steps back, turned around and ran to the haystack where Distin was sleeping.

Fortunately, the dragon's lair was bright and warm. Even though it was much darker outside than before, the lair remained warm and bright.

The wind and rain cannot get in.

Thinking of the alien corpse monster that the dragon Diding had mentioned before leaving, Sophia pondered for a moment, then climbed onto the haystack where Diding was sleeping, casually found a spot, lay down, and curled up into a ball.

Perhaps feeling insecure, she grabbed some dry, soft hay that exuded a faint sense of vitality and covered herself with it.

Until she was completely covered up, leaving only her eyes exposed.

She's hiding in the dragon's lair, so even if some monstrous creature appears in the dragon's territory, they definitely won't be able to find her.

Outside the dragon's lair, the rumbling of thunder could be heard from time to time, and the sound of clashing thunder could be heard from time to time.

Sofia, who was curled up in the haystack, was a little scared at first, but after a while she felt nothing.

Occasionally, it would even wriggle a little towards the spot where the giant dragon Didin rested its head.

The dragon Destin is too audacious, daring to use this kind of weather—a thunderstorm—for cultivation.

Will the crimson thunderstorm severely injure the dragon Distin?

There are also alien zombies...

Does "alien corpse monster" mean...someone who looks strangely shaped?

One more thing... Do ghosts need to sleep?

After a while of random thoughts, Sophia's consciousness gradually became hazy.

In her dazed state, Sofia thought she heard someone calling her.

Was it the dragon Destin calling her?

She vaguely saw a huge, hazy figure appear on the dark red earth shrouded in mist.

That's huge, it must be the dragon Destin.

"Sophia, the rain has stopped, come out and get to work."

"Oh, oh, oh." Sophia brushed the dry grass off her body and floated towards the entrance of the dragon's den.

Sophia stared at herself floating in mid-air, lost in thought. Could she fly?

The hazy, enormous figure in the mist was still waving at her.

Why did Lord Destin's dragon claws become ugly?

and many more!

hand? !

Lord Destin's dragon claws don't look like that!

Sophia suddenly panicked. The huge, hazy figure in the mist became increasingly ferocious in her eyes, and it seemed to have many hands and feet!

Alien Corpse Monster!

The moment those four words flashed through her mind, Sophia suddenly opened her eyes and saw that she had already floated out of the dragon's lair and was drifting towards a huge, blood-red skull.