Deep within Dragon Valley, the surrounding temperature continuously rose, and the ground occasionally spewed out random air currents and hot water.
"Everyone, be careful. I think the evil dragon's location is not far from us now."
Drawing his Silver Sword, Nobi Hiroshi turned to caution the others.
At the same time, he carefully avoided the holes in the ground to prevent being sprayed by the hot currents.
This was completely different from the hot currents he encountered yesterday. If it accidentally got on his face, he would be disfigured.
"Nobita, didn't you say you wanted to lead the way? Why are you hiding behind me now?"
Doraemon looked speechless, nudging the yellow-clothed boy hiding behind him.
He reverted to his original form in less than three minutes, which was within expectations.
"That must be the legendary evil dragon. We can achieve immortality with its blood."
Turning a corner, a giant beast was curled up on a tall stone platform.
With green skin and scales, a lizard-like body, and a pair of wings on its back, it was undoubtedly a Western evil dragon.
Nobi Hiroshi's hand gripping the sword trembled with excitement. Slaying an evil dragon was the dream of countless people since childhood.
"Silver Swordsman, let us take the lead."
Jiatuos volunteered, pulling Snaimis, Viscount, and charging forward.
No one stopped them; they needed someone to scout the evil dragon's true strength.
"ROAR!!!"
Its fleshy wings spread, and its powerful claws struck the ground, raising a strong wave of air.
Another group of people coveting his dragon blood. The giant dragon opened its massive mouth and unleashed a blue breath.
"Quick, get out of the way!"
Snaimis, Viscount, rolled to dodge the flames, but Jiatuos was not so lucky.
Attempting to withstand it, he was turned into a stone statue, standing rooted to the spot.
"Hiroshi, the evil dragon is flying over!"
Jingya drew her long sword, nervously watching the giant dragon flying towards them.
The dragon's breath descended from the sky, but this time, no one turned into a stone statue.
The Silver Sword was held at the very front, and a mysterious power on the blade prevented the dragon's breath from advancing an inch.
"I'm going to die! Help!"
Nobita didn't realize that Nobi Hiroshi had already blocked the dragon's breath; instead, he was hunched over, covering his head and prostrating himself on the ground.
"Nobita, I beg you, can you please not be so embarrassing?"
Doraemon sighed mournfully, pressing a hand to his forehead.
"Roar~"
With its breath blocked and its lung capacity exhausted, the evil dragon revealed its sharp fangs.
Its eyes glowed with fierce red light, and its entire body lunged forward fiercely.
Hiroshi, with his Silver Sword set, was no pushover; he easily dodged the lunge with a light leap.
His long sword carved out dazzling arcs, launching a fierce attack on the evil dragon.
Sparks flew as the thick scales were scraped, but the sword tip could not penetrate further.
Hiroshi simply climbed onto the dragon's body, continuously thrusting at one spot.
The rest of his teammates could do nothing but stand below, watching the Silver Swordsman solo the BOSS.
"Screech~"
After countless strikes, the scales finally shattered, and bright red blood splattered out.
The sharp Silver Sword plunged deep into its flesh, and the evil dragon thrashed violently throughout the cave in pain.
Nobi Hiroshi was also shaken off.
"Doraemon, give me the Bamboo-copter."
Landing on both feet, he quickly rushed to Doraemon's side.
"Okay, here you go!"
His small, round hand quickly rummaged through his pocket for the tool. Hiroshi took the Bamboo-copter and followed the evil dragon.
Enduring the breath, the Silver Sword cleaved its way through, causing no damage whatsoever.
Looking at the evil dragon within arm's reach, Hiroshi swung his sword fluidly, cleanly severing its dragon whiskers.
The evil dragon instantly lost its strength and fell from mid-air.
The sky-full of blue-green flames also dissipated into the air like rootless wood.
"Hiroshi, well done!"
"Let's quickly get the dragon blood."
Doraemon looked at the young man standing on the giant dragon's head, clapping his hands excitedly.
Jingya and Snaimis, Viscount, even had stars in their eyes.
This was immortality; with it, they could easily clear this dream.
Demon Spirit Great Emperor Odom, would he dare fight a Silver Swordsman with countless lives?
"Alright, I'll do it now."
Nobi Hiroshi held the Silver Sword with both hands, aiming for the neck, preparing to give the evil dragon a quick end.
Even if there was no enmity, there was no choice; the saying "a man's wealth is his ruin" was well understood.
Besides, this was just a dream, just clearing a game, with no burden whatsoever.
"Wait, don't do it! It's too pitiful to just kill it like this."
Looking at the defenseless evil dragon, Nobita couldn't help but feel pity.
He rushed forward to stop Hiroshi's action.
The weak always instinctively evoke sympathy, like the defeated evil dragon now.
"Pitiful?"
Hearing Nobita's words, Nobi Hiroshi glanced at him with some surprise.
Everyone present was startled, including Doraemon, who looked at him with a strange gaze.
He had attacked so fiercely just now, and Jiatuos had turned into a statue, but you, Nobita, didn't say he was pitiful.
The person who was trembling in the corner, now safe, was sympathizing with the enemy instead.
"Yes, it is pitiful."
"Isn't it too cruel to just chop it to death? And we have to bathe in its blood to gain immortality."
"If it's obtained in this way, I'd rather not have it!"
Nobita tried to persuade the others to spare the evil dragon, appealing to their emotions and reasoning with them.
Doraemon began to ponder, while Snaimis, Viscount, remained unmoved.
Jingya also hesitated a bit, though the reason was somewhat amusing.
"I think bathing in dragon blood is indeed a bit disgusting. I'm kind of not wanting to do it anymore."
Looking at Hiroshi's resolute gaze, the girl weakly interjected.
Originally, it wouldn't have been a problem, but after all that talk, the clean girl couldn't help but feel disgusted.
"Hehe, since you, Nobita, don't need it, then you don't have to bathe."
"I defeated the evil dragon, so how I deal with it has nothing to do with you, right?"
He scoffed with a sneer. Only a fool would believe a few words and abandon immortality.
Nobi Hiroshi pushed away the meddling Nobita. He quickly cut through the mess, and the evil dragon died peacefully, likely without much pain.
"You…you're really too much!"
Nobita knelt on the ground, his mouth agape in shock as he looked at the dead giant dragon.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart; he truly couldn't protect anything.
"Alright everyone, let's bathe in dragon blood and achieve immortality."
Ignoring them, Hiro endured his discomfort, took out the heart blood, threw it into the nearby pool, and leaped in.
It wasn't as unpleasant as he imagined; the giant dragon's blood was warm, and he felt a powerful energy filling his limbs and bones.
"Hehe, here I come!"
Snaimis, Viscount pushed the petrified Jiatuos, who rolled down.
After coming into contact with the dragon blood, the petrified Jiatuos gradually returned to normal.
"Duo La, Master, aren't you going to join us?"
"No, Jiatuos, a master as formidable as I am has no need for immortality."
Forcing himself, Doraemon stood regretfully by the pool; he was just a robot and couldn't achieve immortality.