Chapter four hundred and seventy-six dragons have no inverse scales
"This..." Frelljode looked at Don Quixote with his eyes flashing. He did not believe that there was such a secret technique in the world. In his opinion, this was just an excuse for Don Quixote.
The real God behind Don Quixote must be the true God behind this problem. Therefore, in a sense, it is not impossible for him to pray for the true God to take action, although
What this dragon didn't know was what excuse the True God would use to interfere in this matter in the world of Feilun. Obviously, almost all the creatures of Feilun knew that the True God could not interfere in the matter of Feilun for no reason, otherwise,
These chosen people can still make a fuss.
However, in the end, Freljode made up his mind and agreed to Don Quixote's request. Anyway, this matter is beneficial to the dragon clan. Of course, he could not agree to it like this.
He also had to discuss with the Dragon Clan's Presbyterian Church and the true supreme ruler of the Dragon Clan, the dragon ancestor who lived from eternity to the present, and was also his great-great-grandfather. In the final analysis, this matter is also
His great-great-grandfather caused him, even if there are any relics left, only his great-great-grandfather should have them. "You can take a break from Gratis for a while, but I am not able to do this alone.
Lord.”
"And, old friend," said Freljode glanced at Arthas with gratitude. Starting from the world view of the dragon clan, the outlook on life, and values, although Arthas is Don Quixote
But for a student who is a chosen people, he does not have much control over his ability. He can sell his teacher a face and only imprison Gratis for a hundred years. The price that Arthas has to pay is absolutely
It won't be very small. Even if you don't have to pay material costs, it's even harder to repay if you owe a favor debt. "Thank you, I won't treat you this time."
"Haha," Alsace waved his hand, "I'm just a matchmaker. There are still opportunities to reminisce about the past, and you can live for at least a thousand years."
“…”
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Looking at Gratis' super villa, which is not much smaller than the dragon clan's patriarch, Don Quixote couldn't help but sigh. No wonder World Tree agreed that the dragon clan was restricted from fertility. If not, the housing problem alone would be a huge one.
The problem is that a huge semicircular bedroom is like a swimming pool. This is a super large bedroom after the dragon is restored to its original body. In fact, it looks like the dragon's nest in some novels he read in his previous life.
There is a huge blanket similar to a football field in the center. I don’t know how many animal skins were made of. The blanket is full of shiny things, and most of them are golden shiny things.
It is also one of the habits of the dragon clan, that is, the dragon of any color likes something shiny.
"Why don't you have a toilet at home?" Don Quixote, who seemed to be urinating, turned his bones and looked at Gratis, "How do you usually use the toilet?"
"Back...back to Master," Gratis seemed a little uncomfortable with this title, but as a dragon with strength, certain wisdom, and a long time of living, being able to bend and stretch is also a must-master
The skills, at least when I was young, I was often hurt by other male dragons. "In Silver Moon City, I used dragon grammar to purify those dirty things, otherwise, the dragon's
Body..." At this point, Gratis did not continue to say, because it was indeed a little disgusting.
It can be imagined that with the tonnage of the dragon, the feces and urine they excrete every day are absolutely massive. I am afraid that no toilet can be filled. Even if the world of Feilun has a super huge underground drainage system, and it is specially designed for the giant.
The flush toilet designed by the dragon may not be able to meet the needs of the dragons. It is an inevitable choice to be blocked in the toilet every day. However, Don Quixote also looked at Gratis curiously, which made this woman a little bit.
She was furious, obviously she couldn't figure out what Don Quixote wanted to do to herself, "Then wouldn't it be good to go to the bathroom when you became human form? Why do you have to use the dragon form?"
"Back...back to Master," Gratis didn't know that she had just casually robbed someone to have sex, but she turned a noble dragon into a lowly slave. Not only that, compared to herself, her own
The master was even more interested in those things, but she felt a little speechless. However, despite this, she had to answer Don Quixote's question, "This is the restriction of the dragon's transformation technique. How to say it,
I don't know how to describe it to you. Our dragon clan seems to have two bodies, but these two bodies are one body. When you go to the toilet in a human form, you will not interfere with the dragon form. This is also
Why do we dragons have to restore our dragon form to liberate our bodies over time? Otherwise, it will damage the dragon form body.”
"It turns out to be like this," Although Gratis didn't say it clearly, Don Quixote still imagined a rough idea in his mind. The dragon clan was like a race born with a dimensional space, a giant dragon body, a
The human body, the two bodies overlap through the dimensional space in some aspects, such as conception, injury, or diet, but there are some things that are not common, that is, going out, the most intuitive
The example is excretion. Thinking of this, Don Quixote's scientist was sick, and now he is waiting for the answer from the dragon clan, so there is nothing to do, "You become a dragon, let
I'll take a look."
"As for orders, master, please step back, my body will probably cover the entire blanket."
"Okay," Don Quixote jumped back gently, and came to the edge of this bedroom where the dragon restored its body and rested. Then he habitually lit a cigarette for himself and stared at him.
About a few dozen meters away, Gratis gathered with her. After a wave of spiritual energy fluctuations, just like Freljord's transformation on the street before, the space around Gratis began to fluctuate, this one she had just now.
The statement is completely consistent. The transformation of the dragon clan is different from the Abyss Warcraft. The Abyss Warcraft adopts cell division and cell decomposition. In other words, their transformation is based on the existing body, even if Lilith uses the Blood Clan
The secret technique transformed herself into countless bats. In fact, each bat also came from a part of her body.
The dragon clan is another way. In Don Quixote's vision, Gratis's human body seems to have turned into twisted smoke. Of course. He knew that it was just because the space was twisted.
The illusion, accompanied by the increasing distortion of space, Gratis's body was constantly absorbed into that space. With this process, the entire bedroom space, including the space around Don Quixote, also appeared.
The next moment, a golden dragon with the so-called dragon power all over his body appeared in this bedroom. It seemed that he had been frustrated for too long. The dragon also flapped its wings a few times. It shook its neck and rubbed its bones.
The voice was like a drum. Finally, it seemed that he remembered that he had become a slave. Gratis put his head on the ground in a low interest, looking listless, of course, it might also mean a kind of tame.
After watching the whole process, Don Quixote nodded slightly, which was almost the same as what he guessed. The dragon clan is worthy of being the top creature in the Feren world. Even a transformation technique has involved the law of spatial overlap.
And it is born, and there is no need to learn. "The Goddess of Mithra is here," he couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know what the Father God thought, why he designed such a powerful and heaven-defying creature
Woolen cloth?"
"Master, can I change back?" A sound of the soul sounded in Don Quixote's sea of consciousness. This is a secret technique of the dragon clan. After becoming a dragon, it is used because it cannot speak.
The way to talk.
"What's wrong?" Don Quixote floated on Gratis' head and gently stroked her scales with his hand. It was as smooth, tough, elastic as he imagined, and was born with a very high level of magic.
resistance.
"I don't really like the way I look when I was a dragon. I always feel it's ugly and it's inconvenient to do anything."
"..., no need for now. I am very interested in the body of the dragon clan. Let me check it first, and then you will change back."
"Okay, master," Gladys sniffed, and what was spurting out of her huge nostril was not a snot, but a burst of flames and some choking smoke. Obviously, the dragon would spit fire, this is not
Legend, but true.
After changing into the body, Gratis' length from the head to the tip of his tail was about sixty or seventy meters, which was similar to the size of the super war puppet he created. Of course, its power is incomparable.
, The magic puppet of that material, basically how many Gratis can be removed, the whole body is covered with scales, and the scales in the places where they are not often moved are thicker, and like legs, claws, and the lower part of the tail.
The scales are more delicate. Obviously, this is for the convenience of activities. Don Quixote is not very interested in the appearance of the dragon. He has watched many film and television works in his previous life, and is not too curious. However,
I'm still a little curious.
"I heard," after wandering around, Don Quixote returned to the position of the dragon's head. "The dragon has a reverse scale on its neck. Is this true?"
"Reverse scale?" Gratis raised his huge head with a hint of suspicion in his tone, "What is that?"
"No, nothing," Don Quixote shook his head. From her tone, you can hear that the dragon in the world of Faren has no so-called weakness, unless it is defeated in a real way. "I will use me below.
The psychic energy checks your body, and tells me if you feel uncomfortable."
"Okay, master," Gratis closed his huge longan, looking at your mercy. Anyway, as long as she didn't kill her, she would have nothing to be afraid of.
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"Class leader, do you think that person's words are credible?" Before entering the inner city of Silver Moon City, that is, the ruins, one of the older dragons grabbed Freljode, "He
Although we say that we are the chosen one of the true God, we have never seen him come up with any real evidence from beginning to end.”
"Can you easily defeat Gratis?" Freljode sighed, "without using my Dragon Clan's blood secret technique."
"The half-dragon man and ordinary man nearby, I have investigated it. Just one kick, Gratis, who was in a mature stage, was seriously injured. This kind of power, except for the chosen one of the true gods, has no other explanation.
Yes, if you can be sure that he is a chosen people of God, you must seize this opportunity. You can wait for me here. My great-great-grandfather doesn't like too many people to disturb him."
"Yes, patriarch..." (To be continued...)
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