One hundred and forty-four is arrogant than gods, more ridiculous than demons
The sky was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the gray air was filled with snake-like arcs of electricity.
On the top of the towering mountain, a Dragon was perched on it. Suddenly, the purple Dragon opened his eyes, and lightning flashed in his eyes!
"It's not polite to bring another Dragon to my place." The purple Dragon raised his head and looked at the two tiny figures walking towards him.
"It doesn't matter, this Dragon considers himself my slave." A man chuckled and appeared in front of the purple Dragon.
A purple light flashed, and a boy with dark purple hair jumped down from the sky, and said in a deep voice that didn't match his face at all: "You take one Dragon to another Dragon and say Dragon
Gong is my slave, do you think this is appropriate?"
"Come on, Salsa, call the master and listen." Benedy raised his chin and signaled.
Salsa: "..."
Ryan: "..."
Benedy: "...Hey, this is different from what we promised. Well, actually we have an equal and friendly superior-subordinate relationship."
"Why do I feel worse?" Ryan walked to a stone table and chair and sat down.
"Don't worry about these details, look what this is?" A silver pistol appeared out of thin air in Benedy's hand.
"Yin Arc, you still keep your promise..." Ryan's eyes moved slightly, and he took Dragon Slayer No. 6 from Benedy's hand, Silver Arc, and played with it carefully.
"Would you blame me for not continuing to help you later? It's not cost-effective to exchange a dragon's breath for a forbidden magic tool, right?" Ryan said hoarsely.
Benedy shook his head after hearing this: "That's enough. A dragon's breath that can save lives at a critical moment is equivalent to a life-saving charm, which is very cost-effective."
Ryan looked at the silver arc in his hand, his eyes a little complicated, and he said slowly: "As compensation, let me tell you something."
Benedy likes to listen to some stories told by Dragon, because what they say is often personal experience with reference value. Each Dragon is a piece of history in itself, and they are living fossils that are constantly being washed away in the long river of time.
"Have you heard of the Detland Empire?" A magic circle appeared in Ryan's hand, and three brown cups and a teapot fell on the stone table.
"I'm not very familiar with the history of Lenaras." Benedy shook his head.
"Well, then you must know something about the ten dragon slayer weapons scattered in the world. They all come from the hands of a blacksmith." Ryan poured the liquid from the teapot into three cups.
"Stuart." Benedy naturally knew this.
"Yes, that was the darkest period for Dragon in the existence of Lenaras." Ryan tilted the cup slightly and took a sip of tea. He looked leisurely at the gray sky.
"The oldest Dragon existed on this continent tens of thousands of years before humans appeared."
"However, about ten thousand years ago, the appearance of humans began to spread throughout the world. The Dragons were always arrogant. They disdained to pay attention to a small race like humans, just like other pitiful monsters. The ancient Dragons
Gong believes that human beings are just a group of inevitable existences as the times advance, and such a weak group cannot survive for a long time."
"In their eyes, even if humankind can really continue, just destroy part of it." Ryan glanced at Benedy.
"The funny thing is that the extremely arrogant Dragon never imagined how terrible humans are. They are different from other low-level monsters. They do not have powerful bodies, terrible magic power, and do not have a long history." Ryan
I can't help but lament the impact that the appearance of humans has had on this land.
"However, the terrifying adaptability and cohesion allowed this group to grow in an instant. I don't know when, but Dragon has begun to feel afraid. They have tried to destroy a large part of the human race to consolidate their absolute status."
Ryan's eyes sparkled.
"The final result is that the human race was indeed slaughtered to the point of being almost extinct, but the fight for the extinction of the population always has a price, isn't it?"
"The first Dragon in history was consumed by humans for countless lives. They cheered, they jumped for joy, and they even ate the dragon's flesh alive. A small number of people got the magic power contained in Dragon's body.
"
"With the help of the magic power in their bodies, they established a connection with some strange things outside the sky. They learned magic and let humans learn what magic means?" Ryan had finished his cup of tea and slowly put it down.
"It means counterattack!"
"Dragon's reproductive ability is far inferior to that of humans. The situation gradually turned from one-sided slaughter to a stalemate, and then to a situation of counter-killing. In that battle, the killing was so dark that it seemed as if it was not afraid of death. It killed the ancient dragon with liver and gallbladder.
Both are broken."
Ryan didn't care that he was also a Dragon. He told this history with a calm face. He did not deliberately elevate or belittle any party, but just told the story as a storyteller.
"Greed is a very terrible desire. Some humans choose to cease war and settle down, but some people still choose to continue killing. This time, the first emperor-level Dragon in history was forced out alive.
"
"No one on either side could do anything about the other, and the stalemate lasted for many years. Only after the initial group of people could no longer withstand the invasion of time did Renaras stabilize."
"Dragon mocked humans for not having a long history, and humans mocked Dragon for having too few reproductions. Over time, existences with both Dragon and human bloodlines appeared." Ryan seemed speechless when he said this, shaking slightly.
Shake his head.
Salsa seems to be very familiar with these histories. At this moment, listening to Ryan's words is a bit boring. Her head shakes slightly, as if she is sleepy. Now she is a little greedy for the feeling after falling asleep, and there is no nightmare.
It bothered her that she realized sleeping could be so comfortable.
"Wait a minute, Salsa, do you know this too?" Benedy suddenly realized something. Dragon's body seemed to have its own memory function.
"I know." Salsa buried her face on the stone table and said in a low voice.
"Then what kind of compensation do you think this is?" Benedy was stunned. What kind of compensation did you agree to make to me?
Ryan poured a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Ask her if she is willing to see these memories, and then tell them to you."
"Dragons' memory processing function is very confusing. Why do you think most Dragons maintain their human appearance? The human brain is the most suitable for storing memories. It neither forgets nor browses the annoying things in the mind every day.
memory fragments." Ryan explained.
"Really speaking, the magic that can transform Dragon into a human was invented by humans themselves. As for its use, you can think about it yourself." Ryan gave a rare chuckle.
Benedy opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.
"Human beings are really a bunch of beings that are more arrogant than gods and more absurd than demons."
"Don't talk nonsense, humans still have many beliefs, and many people believe in gods." Benedy retorted.
"Do you really think so? Isn't this the comfort the weak give themselves?" Ryan smiled sarcastically, "Ask yourself from your own perspective, have you ever believed in any gods?"
"Really powerful people will not believe in any gods that will not respond to them at all. All they believe in is themselves."
Benedy was silent. Yes, as far as he was concerned, he didn't want to believe in any illusory gods at all. The only one he could rely on at the critical moment was himself...
But there is one person who you can burn incense and pay homage to. In terms of strength alone, that person is more terrifying than God...
"Let's get back to the subject, let's talk about Dragon Slayer No. 6. It's a story from a long time ago. The end of Dragon's reign represents the rise of another ethnic group." Ryan waved his hands not to get entangled.
"The human race gradually grew, and people learned to settle down and build a career. However, where there are strong people, there will be weak ones, and rule became an inevitable event. From this, the first human empire, Daitlan, was born."
"The original land area of Daitlan was very small. It was incomparable to today's Antara or even Manting. It would be better to say it was more like a town."
"Many years later, in the prosperous Daitland, there was a famous craftsman named Stuart Agnet. One day, he met a beautiful Miss Dragon while he was out mining.
..."
...
On a steep and precipitous mountain peak, a young man was lying on the mountainside that was almost 90 degrees vertical, carrying a basket of raw stones on his dirty back.
"Oh my God, this, this is actually Dragon Tooth Mine! It's as sharp as the rumors say." The young man wiped his clothes with his dirty hands, and then grabbed the cliff on the mountainside.
After climbing up, the young man saw the dark hole like the mouth of a giant beast, and swallowed unconsciously. He knew very well why the Dragon Tooth Mine had such a name.
Because this is the stone that Dragon has been using to grind his teeth and claws for decades, or even hundreds of years, this stone is extremely easy to identify because its hard texture led to it being used by Dragon to grind his teeth.
Therefore, as long as you see a flat surface with huge sharp teeth marks and scratches on all sides, you can basically be sure that it is dragon tooth stone. This kind of stone does not even need to be polished, as long as the place where the dragon has gnawed is knocked out
, can be used as an extremely sharp weapon!
The young man took off the silk ribbon wrapped around his head, wrapped it in the palm of his hand, and then took out ten hammers and three blunt nails.
"Dragon usually doesn't go out, but once he goes out, he won't come back easily." The young man wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to the edge of the boulder.
Aiming the blunt nail at a small piece of dragon tooth stone, it began to clank and bang!
If the poor young man walked into the cave at this moment, he would find a pair of green eyes staring at him in the dark entrance, and he seemed to be chewing something in his mouth.
But from the beginning to the end, nothing in the cave made any movement, and they just watched the young man chisel a big stone quietly.