128 My Comrades

Those green hands were covered by thick layers of dust due to long periods of carrying bricks.

There were 400 to 500 similar Goblins.

A 1.5-meter long small Black Dragon sprawled at his cave entrance. The two claws were clasped on the rock walls, and he revealed half his face as he observed the surroundings discreetly.

His small tail was swinging excitedly as though he had seen something interesting.

As the great Eternal Guardian of Death, Dark Flaming Mana Lord, the Dark Scorch Hot-Tempered Dragon was warned by the evil superior Devil. "Don't use your Dragon Speech Mana to create illusions. Otherwise, I'll forfeit your chance for corrective labor and execute you immediately!"

The superior Devil wasn't joking!

Eggface saw that he was serious from his gaze.

Eggface couldn't help quivering his rounded body when he thought about the terrible Devil.