"Roar~~!"
Night Fury seemed to be venting the frustration it had accumulated over the past few days.
Hiccup, sitting on Night Fury's back, could even feel Night Fury trembling constantly.
Although seemingly indifferent on the surface, in reality, Night Fury couldn't suppress the excitement in its heart.
This joyful Dragon roar struck fear into the hearts of the soldiers on Dawn Island.
After all, they had witnessed firsthand from the watchtower how one man and one Dragon had sent hundreds of Dragon Knights on Dawn Island fleeing in disarray.
The dozens of Dragon Knights knocked down by Night Fury and fallen into the sea were, in all likelihood, never coming back.
Watching a long wake being pulled across the sea, these soldiers quickly prepared traps along the shore.
Money could always make people overcome fear.
Moreover, in their opinion, Night Fury, having just gone through a battle, must be nearing exhaustion.
Daring to land on the island now was purely giving them a chance to collect gold coins.
"Quick, quick, quick, prepare the ropes."
"All Bows and crossbows ready, that stupid Dragon is coming over soon."
"Be careful, this Night Fury is very fast."
"We must capture this Night Fury alive today."
The soldiers on Dawn Island excitedly and frantically set up traps.
Spring ropes, stone nets, and large Bows and crossbows were all aimed at the sky, just waiting for Night Fury to get close.
These people couldn't even wait for Night Fury to land.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The moment Night Fury's figure reached the coastline, volleys of Bows and crossbows immediately launched stone nets.
Square rope nets, with stones hanging from their four corners, spun rapidly in the sky.
"Roar."
Night Fury directly spat out a blue-purple fireball, instantly incinerating both stones and nets.
Then, Night Fury immediately ascended straight into the sky with Hiccup.
From afar, one could see streams of stone nets, like a continuous line of fire, constantly pursuing Night Fury.
However, Night Fury's speed was simply beyond their ability to catch up.
Moreover, Night Fury was currently in an excited state, its morale exceptionally high.
Hiccup casually threw down ten glass bottles, containing a high concentration of Two-Headed Dragon venomous mist, mixed with Four-Headed Dragon venom.
Throwing glass bottles from ten thousand meters in the sky, they shattered upon impact with the ground.
The internal pressure of the glass bottles became imbalanced due to the violent impact upon contact with the ground.
"Bang, bang, bang."
These glass bottles exploded instantly like grenades.
Green mushroom clouds rose into the sky.
The roaring soldiers below were instantly affected.
"Cough, cough, cough."
"Cough, cough, cough."
The soldiers coughed incessantly, unable to speak, and felt their movements becoming increasingly sluggish.
Finally, they collapsed powerlessly on the ground.
However, their consciousness remained very clear.
Because the Four-Headed Dragon venom rapidly volatilized and spread during the explosion, not a single soldier could escape it.
However, these soldiers discovered that the green mist not only wasn't dispersed by the sea breeze but seemed to be alive.
After slowly condensing together, it moved rapidly like a green storm, aided by the sea breeze.
The soldiers on the periphery didn't even know what was happening.
In the blink of an eye, they were engulfed by the green storm.
When the green storm left, scattered corpses were left on the ground.
However, they all maintained conscious awareness.
When Merchant John arrived with his fleet, he just happened to witness this scene.
"Hiss~~"
Not only John, but even the other members of the merchant group couldn't help but gasp.
"The Divine Envoy is truly becoming more and more powerful."
"Such a powerful weapon is truly indescribable."
"This is simply magic, no, this is even more powerful than magic."
After landing, the merchant group directly piled up the bodies of these soldiers.
Then, they removed their armor and weapons, stacking the armor and weapons into wooden crates and pricing them clearly.
These soldiers were locked in the ship's hold.
When they reached the next island, they would be directly sold as slaves.
As for whether they would escape, that had nothing to do with the merchant group.
At this moment, Hiccup and Night Fury had already landed above Dawn Island.
The residents here had long grown accustomed to Dragon Knights.
Hiccup wore a scarf over his face and strolled through the town on Dawn Island with Night Fury following behind him.
The reason for wearing a scarf was entirely because this place could practically be described as a city built on a toilet.
It was bad enough that the residents relieved themselves anywhere, but they also poured dirty water containing filth directly onto the streets when opening their doors.
Hiccup even suspected whether the residents here had already been 'marinated' by the smell of this filth.
In short, Hiccup had no appetite at all.
Night Fury, however, looked left and right, even burrowing into some boxes to rummage.
When it pulled its head out, it was unclear what it had gotten on itself, making the vendors angry but afraid to speak.
After all, a Dragon Knight was not just a symbol of military might, but also a symbol of status.
Moreover, the armor on Hiccup and Night Fury looked, at first glance, to be no ordinary armor.
They simply appeared to be nobles among Dragon Knights.
Even the noble lords in the town had to bow respectfully.
Passing through the busiest street in the town, most shops sold weapons and armor.
The rest were slave traders.
This was the gateway to the Northern Market, the first stop for Viking to exchange their money.
Thus, the slaves for sale ranged from infants in swaddling clothes to the elderly on the verge of death; truly, everything was available.
Women, though priced higher, depended on whether they were beautiful or strong.
If they were neither, being thin and ugly, they could only be hung by ropes by these slave traders and sold like livestock.
Some even only bought a woman's arm or leg, and what they did with it afterward was unknown.
Hiccup could only walk by as a passerby.
After all, there were simply too many such slaves.
With no kinship or connection, why save them?
Just as Hiccup was roughly estimating the value of these slaves, he suddenly noticed a commotion in the crowd ahead.
A familiar dark shadow, like a Two-Headed Dragon that had slipped its leash, ran rapidly.
In this narrow alley, Night Fury's wings, during its run, directly overturned the surrounding vendors' stalls.
"Catch this Night Fury."
"Quick, catch it."
"This shameless Night Fury stole my lord's gold coins."
"It also stole my lord's boots."
"Quick, catch it."
The street vendors couldn't get out of the way fast enough.
They were just slave traders, not warriors; how dared they block a madly running Dragon?