At this moment, unlike Long Yi's leisure, Yake Black, the Emperor of the Black Dragon Empire, was not in such a good mood. He had already fallen into a great fury!
In front of his own troops, under the public eye, he had been bombarded with injuries from Long Yi's beetle missiles! He even lost consciousness and was rescued by Tilian!
This is simply unforgivable!
Yake roared in the lab, his wounds were quickly healing, but the shame in his heart made him want to die right there!
No!
I cannot die! Only by crushing Long Yi! Let him whimper under my feet, can I avenge myself!
"What the hell is that!"
Yake finally quieted down, panting heavily he asked Tilian.
"Beetle missiles, a variant made from the self-destructive beetles of the Hive Dragon." Tilian answered.
"I want that thing too! Make it for me!" Yake roared.
"I'm afraid it's not easy, Your Majesty."
"Not easy! Do you also say it's hard!?"