This Giant Dragon is So Powerful!-Chapter 93 - 86: Three Tasks

The Dark Forest connects to the outer regions of the Wilderness Plains, and a group of Centaur Warriors has entered this place.

Barbarian Bone Tribe.

The Giant Demon Leader, Gray, upon hearing the commotion outside the tribe, walked out of the hut. When he saw the visitors, his expression became somewhat surprised and wary,

"Centaur? What are you guys doing in the Dark Forest?"

Gray, having followed the Queen of Darkness, Leanna, for decades, knew the personal matters between his master and the Centaur King, Morgan.

Decades ago, a freshly matured Leanna, who had just stepped into the threshold of Top-Level Creatures, led thousands of Monster Warriors out of the Dark Forest, attempting to seize a piece of territory in the Wilderness Plains.

The result was an encounter with the Centaur King, Morgan, leading the Death Hurricane Knight Order.

One was the newly matured Black Dragon who had initially mastered a special Spiritual Ability profession, and the other was the Centaur King, who had fought bloodily across the Wasteland for years, leading Centaur Knights to slaughter countless Demons and had severed the head of the Multi-armed Giant, the Wasteland overlord.

Both had absolute confidence in their own strength.

However, the battle ended.

In the end, the Queen of Darkness, Leanna, led the remaining monsters back to the Dark Forest, and since then, for decades, she had not ventured out of it.

At that time, Gray had just entered the Advanced level of power, he witnessed the fierce battle. His master and the powerful Centaur King fought for a day and a night, and the result was that the original small hill over two hundred meters high on the Wasteland was gone; now there was only a small mound more than a dozen meters high covered with grass.

Gray didn’t know who ultimately won or lost, as the battle between one person and one dragon took place at a great distance. But since his master had led them back to the Dark Forest, it indicated that it was his master who suffered. Or perhaps, she didn’t want a lose-lose outcome? Anyway, this event left a deep impression on Gray, especially the unmatched strength of the Centaur King.

"Commander Gray, don’t you recognize me?"

From among the centaurs came a middle-aged centaur with graying hair. He slightly raised his head, looking at Gray’s sturdy and tall figure and the strong aura emanating from him, genuinely admiring,

"You have become much stronger over the decades."

Gray, with eyes like copper bells, looked at this centaur, scratched his head, and fell into deep thought...

"Are you sure we know each other?" Gray was somewhat uncertain. After all, the other party spoke with certainty that they were acquainted.

The face of the middle-aged centaur slightly stiffened. As expected, the rumors that giants are brainless weren’t wrong.

"Decades ago, you fought against my tribe following the Queen of Darkness. At that time, it was me who was your opponent. Do you remember now?"

"Wait, could it be...." Gray, holding his giant head, after a moment of silence, suddenly realized, "You’re the centaur who chopped off my head and kicked it like a ball, mocking me for being weak?!"

The corners of the middle-aged centaur’s mouth twitched, unsure whether to nod. With a strained expression, he said, "It was youthful arrogance back then... you understand."

"Heh." Gray let out a few cold laughs, "So, are you here to chop off my head again and kick it like a ball, mocking me for being weak?"

As he spoke, Gray’s entire body exuded a formidable aura, like an invisible shockwave, pressuring the centaurs, causing their knees to tremble.

The middle-aged centaur, resisting this invisible oppressive aura, broke out in a cold sweat and exclaimed, "Master Level! You’ve stepped into the Master Level threshold?!"

"Surprised, aren’t you? Just broke through three months ago." Gray snorted, his eyes filled with undisguised pride.

No need to hide it!

Gray hadn’t shared this good news with anyone yet. When he informed his master, she merely praised him and then told him to hunt more High-Level Demons in the future... As for the tribe... they’re just some Low-Level Monsters who might not even grasp the difference between Advanced and Master Level, unable to share the joy and excitement in his heart!

But now, things have taken a turn. The opponent who once humiliated him had come knocking at his door... it was simply a chance granted by the Divine Spirit!

"Fight me, and if you win, I’ll let you go. If you lose, well, you’ll at least have to leave something behind!" Gray grinned menacingly. He had initially thought of killing them all, but after some thought in his not-so-bright mind, he reconsidered. What if killing these centaurs provoked the Centaur King, Morgan?

If Gray were free, he wouldn’t fear the Centaur King; he could just walk away, the world is so big, what’s there to fear?

But he has a master.

If his master found out he had provoked the Centaur King for no reason, then... Gray wasn’t stupid.

The middle-aged centaur fell silent for a moment, then spoke in a calm tone, "Commander Gray, in the past, you and I were merely fighting our own battles. It wasn’t about right or wrong. Now, if you truly want to settle the grievance with a fight, please let me finish what I came here to say."

"What I have to say concerns the life and death of both you and Lady Queen of Darkness."

"...Hmph, fine, go ahead and say what you have. If you lie, my Wolf-toothed Club will pound you into pulp." Gray coldly snorted, his tone somewhat forced.

In truth, he didn’t hold any grudge against this centaur warrior. It had been so many years, and given his brain’s capacity, how could he remember such petty matters?

It wasn’t the first time his head got chopped off. Forget being chopped off, even getting his head blown up happened quite a few times.

Gray had long been accustomed to it and even somewhat enjoyed battles intense enough to blow his mind.

Oh oh~ When Gray thought of such scenes, he couldn’t help licking his thick lips and rubbing his toes.

The middle-aged centaur quickly relayed the news of the impending attack by the human army.

"But what’s that got to do with us? They’re attacking you, not us." Gray was a bit confused.

The middle-aged centaur pulled at his mouth and patiently explained to Gray, "Once humans defeat us and occupy the Wilderness Plains, won’t you be the ones directly adjacent to them?

At that point, your Dragon Nest Influence will be facing the armies of two human nations!"

"Makes sense." Gray pondered for a few seconds, then nodded, his expression turning serious.

He wouldn’t foolishly ask if their Dragon Nest Influence could peacefully coexist with human forces—a totally brainless question.

Just as they, the monsters, coveted the culinary delights, fine wines, and beauties of the Human Realm, humans equally coveted the materials from their bodies.

"Wait for my news." Gray closed his eyes, about to mentally ’dial-up’ his Dragon Master.

This time, unexpectedly, Leanna quickly ’picked up.’

Even if not present in person, Gray maintained a respectful demeanor, bowed, and relayed every word spoken by the middle-aged centaur to his master.

.....

"Tell him to go back and inform Morgan that I will intervene at a critical moment."

"But on one condition, Morgan must do three things for me in the future!"

"Our leader has agreed to this condition." As soon as Gray conveyed Leanna’s words, the middle-aged centaur nodded, indicating agreement, naturally.

"Oh, wait..." Gray, without thinking, relayed the message back to his master through the spiritual connection. A few seconds later...

"You fool! Tell them to have their king, Morgan, come see me personally and sign a contract!" Gray echoed his master’s words.

The two stared at each other, big eyes to small eyes.

"Alright, I will go and convey this important message to our leader." The middle-aged centaur said expressionlessly.

"Are you laughing at me for being dumb?" Gray noticed the corners of the middle-aged centaur’s mouth acting uncontrollably, and he narrowed his eyes.

"You saw wrong. Very well, Commander Gray, we’ll meet again next time. Now I need to deliver this vital message to the leader." The middle-aged centaur, with a serious expression, turned and led a small team of Centaur Warriors away thump, thump, thump, from there.

Even after the centaurs left, Gray remained frowning. Did he really see it wrong? With his Master Level keen observation power, he couldn’t possibly be wrong....

"Was there really no smile?" Gray pondered.

"Chief, um, when they turned around just now, I saw them grinning, but they didn’t make a sound." Up in the tree, a Swamp Giant Demon, chewing leaves, said, the words not very clear.

"Damn centaur!" Gray erupted in anger, and in his fury, he punched right through the thick trunk beside him.

The Swamp Giant Demon, which was munching on leaves in the tree, hit the ground with a thud and created a small crater with its hefty body.