Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

Chapter 167 - 167: Once Again Nothing Gained

"Fuck!"

The moment Ian saw Ignysyl's Destiny, he involuntarily cursed loudly, causing the little dragon on his shoulder to jolt in surprise.

"What? What happened again?"

He couldn't help but ask as his excitement was completely ruined by Ian's unexpected shout.

"Uhum... nothing, don't worry about it."

Ian realized he had lost his composure, so he slightly coughed to ease his embarrassment while looking at Ignysyl weirdly.

"Tch... Welcome to the club, I guess?"

He mumbled since, like him, this dragon also became a Passerby Villain.

How laughable.

At least Lost Monarch sounded awesome, although he didn't know if Ignysyl would have fixed Destiny like him or could upgrade.

But from what he gauged from the reset of Destiny, it might be because Ignysyl got connected with him that he shared the same one as him at the start and might upgrade later on.

"Anyway, are you feeling alright?"

Ian asked, diverting the topic while looking at Ignysyl, who seemed a little weak after making a Primal Bond.

The True Blood, in actuality, was the essence of a dragon. Even if it was called blood, it wasn't normal by any means.

So, although what Ian absorbed was just a little pint, it was still a significant consumption for Ignysyl, a juvenile dragon.

"What will happen to me? I'm as good as ever. Don't you see?"

As always, Ignysyl flared up his nose as if Ian's concern was completely unnecessary, although his slightly tired face spoke otherwise.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say."

Ian didn't want to babysit his little pride, ignored it completely and continued,

"So, do you have any authority over this Glowy Spire of yours or any treasure we can hoard on this floor?"

After having a Dragon as a subordinate, Ian was ready to take any benefit he could get. After all, the name of this tower was basically related to this little dragon of his.

Although he didn't dream big, like controlling this Mythical Artifact, grabbing some treasures should be possible, right?

He was already thinking about some ancient item that could help him directly reach First Ring Wizard.

"What treasure? What authority? This place is so lonely and barren that there is nothing inside."

But to his dismay, Ignysyl instead shook his head in denial. From his expression, he really seemed to have nothing on this tower.

But when he saw Ian's stern look, he still continued nervously,

"Ugh... there might be something like inheritances here, like what you just got from that guy, but I cannot take those and even if I can, there is no time."

"So, you don't have anything after living here for so long?"

Ian didn't believe that was the case. Was this guy defying his order or what?

Wasn't a Dragon supposed to be a treasure hoarder?

Why was this one so useless?

"Um... there really is none."

Ignysyl thought for a while seriously and replied,

"Look, I'm not lying here. Whatever I had before, I already ate it. And I cannot leave this damn floor to

However, just when he wanted to explain to Ian, he was surprised to smell something he didn't expect.

"Isn't this... the smell of the Abyss?"