Chapter 532: Thank You? Interesting...

Fuck! I just hope this much is enough to satisfy master Zerathra... Hidimba gulped nervously.

Though he appeared tough outwardly, he was actually shitting his ass inside. That was how much he feared Zerathra. Or rather, that was how dangerous Zerathra was in reality.

There was no doubt that he had planned to run away after the slave seal broke.

But that was on the hope that Zerathra had forgotten about his measly existence by now.

This was the reason he had stayed hidden inside the secret realm for 3 centuries—clinging to that tiny hope of being free.

He watched the massacre of his own blood without the slightest hint of regret.

Die, my kids, die for me. That’s what you were born for.

Yes, he had birthed all these wyverns solely so he could offer them as sacrifices to Zerathra in case she really came looking for him and decided to punish him for harbouring thoughts of freedom and acting upon them.

Since the moment he had been turned into a slave, he knew that his sole purpose was to breed and offer his children as sacrifices to Zerathra. And since there was no chance of freedom in the old world, he resigned himself to his fate and simply focused on enjoying his life and at least fucking all sorts of beautiful female wyverns by acquiring them as slaves through the competitions Zerathra regularly held among her many slaves for entertainment.

But when the world broke apart, he noticed the slave seal weakening.

A new spark of freedom lit up in his mind.

But he knew Zerathra’s temperament, so he had to tread carefully.

Over the years of competition, he had managed to acquire 5 female slaves who had come alongside him when the world broke. So he formed a plan—to breed aggressively and create more gifts for Zerathra.

This was simply to appease Zerathra’s temperament in case she really came looking for him, even if that possibility was tiny.

This was also the reason he didn’t kill the woman and his children involved in taboo relationships, because not only would it decrease the population, it would also make it harder to produce hatchlings at the maximum rate.

He even tolerated unions between descendants of different maternal branches.

But as a result of such a massive family, some children bypassed his authority and formed direct brother-sister relationships, knowingly or unknowingly. This was why there were mortal bloodline wyverns. Recessive genes had mixed together, even though both he and the women possessed super bloodlines.

But he still did nothing.

He knew this was happening because they had been trapped in this small place for a very long time, with no new places to find foreign mates, and the hot-blooded young wyverns needed to vent their frustrations.

Just like that, during the 1 century since the secret realm had appeared in the new world, Hidimba successfully managed to create a harvest of around 400 to 500 wyverns.

And his plan had finally borne fruit when Zerathra arrived.

Master has given her word. I will be free!

Hidimba was going crazy because he would truly become free.

But the fear of Zerathra merely playing with him never vanished.

Please let master be in a good mood, please let master be in a good mood...

He repeated those words in his mind over and over—a complete contrast to the calm facade he maintained while sitting outside.

All the humiliation of having his women shared by his own blood was finally paying off!

There was no draconic species that would tolerate having its women shared under its supervision, especially by its own blood, but he had endured it all for that tiny hope of freedom.

Meanwhile, Leo continued his hunt, trying his luck with as many wyverns as possible. But now, the ones possessing juvenile intelligence were becoming fewer and fewer.

He saw Vulcarion unleash a dragon roar, causing a few wyverns hiding inside underground caves to freeze in fear. They were quickly dragged out and slaughtered by Vulcarion.

Leo also recalled many instances where strong words alone were enough to instill fear in others.

Should I try using Howl’s [Scream] skill? he wondered.

[Scream] was technically a mind-interference skill, and if he mastered it enough, he could tweak it and infuse ordinary words with its effects, making even simple speech sound powerful and mind-shaking.

"That’s worth a shot..." Leo muttered before copying the skill.

>Skill copied—[Scream] - 40% Low

In reality, Leo was simply distracting himself from the boredom of killing the weak but stubborn wyverns one by one.

At some point, he even realized that he was slaughtering living beings without a second thought and wasn’t even trying to question himself anymore. It didn’t affect him mentally in the slightest.

"I guess this world’s mentality is finally catching up to me..." Leo muttered softly. "One cannot progress while being absolutely good here..."

Having just finished killing the 71st wyvern, he suddenly felt a presence approaching him from behind.

He immediately spun around and saw an 8-meter wyvern.

Flame Wyvern (Mid 3-star) - Super Bloodline [Intelligence - Adolescent]

Leo was about to kill it immediately, since there was no point trying to tame something with Adolescent level Intelligence, but the wyvern suddenly spoke.

"Human, stop!" The wyvern hurriedly backed away a few steps, his eyes filled with caution.

Leo observed the unusual behavior and paused.

"Thank you for listening, but can I have a moment to talk?" The wyvern glanced into the distance, making sure the 3 adolescent dragons were far enough away.

Leo narrowed his eyes.

Thanking me? That’s interesting...

Until now, he had heard nothing but curses from the wyverns.

His irritation faded for a moment as curiosity took over.

"Speak. Neither I nor those dragons will harm you until you’ve finished talking," Leo assured after noticing the wyvern’s wariness toward the dragons.

"Okay..." The wyvern exhaled deeply, hot fumes escaping from his long draconic snout.

Then, with surprising seriousness, he lowered his head slightly.

"Tame me."