Chapter 1100 Cerela: Bad Gretel! Gretel must have done it on purpose!
Gretel wants to transform into a dragon, that is a big deal.
Not only were Elder Fahim and Aneri Linge attentive, Cerela was eager to try, but even Ms. Jasmine and her husband, who lived at the outpost and received elf training, also put aside their work and crowded over to watch.
Gretel calmed down, breathed evenly, put on the old robe Lin Ge lent him, and walked barefoot to the middle of the grass. Inhaling and exhaling, he recalled the process of transforming into a dragon last time, and slowly adjusted his state.
His gaze passed over everyone standing in front of the grass from left to right, especially stopping for a moment on Serila——
Serila's eyes were blazing, and her fingers opened and closed, closed and opened again. She stretched her arms out and stood on her toes, as if she wanted to rush over at any moment.
Don't come over here!
If you don’t see me turning into a dragon, the first thing you do is to hug me and rub me!
Gretel worked hard to build up his mentality. Last time I was level 10, now I am level 11, and my magic power has increased considerably;
Last time, my goal was to become an adult dragon at first, but then it shrunk when I couldn't hold on anymore, wasting too much strength. This time, I will never make the same mistake as last time——
In the spell list of the Tower of Babel, there is a basic dragon form at level 3, which can turn into a cat-sized pseudo-dragon; and a secondary dragon form at level 6, which can turn into a strong young dragon.
I am now at level 11. I can easily cast six-level spells and transform into a 10-meter-long young dragon. It is no problem at all!
Grete tried hard to comfort himself and adjust his condition. Finally, the magic light surged up and enveloped him tightly. Then, it skyrocketed outward, skyrocketed, skyrocketed...
The bright silver light illuminated Serila's surprised face. The silver dragon girl opened her arms and kicked her toes, about to pounce out, but was grabbed by Aneri Lin Ge:
"Wait! He hasn't finished transforming yet!"
Just like that, the silver light surged to the limit and suddenly shrank inward. Everyone squinted their eyes slightly to avoid the burst of bright light. When they opened their eyes again, a silver dragon with a length of more than six meters raised its head and slapped it hard.
He flapped his wings.
"ah……"
Serila's footsteps suddenly stopped. From her hair to her toes, every inch and every bit of the silver dragon girl was filled with disappointment, and she was about to collapse on the spot:
"Why is it so big..."
I can’t hold him at all!
I can’t hold it with both hands!
I can't rub it, I can't rub my forehead, I can't touch my scales...
The previous cat-sized version was so good! Why did it have to be so big! Bad Gretel! Gretel must not want her to hug her, so she did it on purpose!
"Why are you so small..." Aneri Linge also frowned. A normal young dragon should be more than 10 meters long, more than 12 meters with its tail, and its wingspan is also more than 10 meters.
The six-meter-long silver dragon that Gretel transformed into can only be regarded as a young dragon, and it is still far from a young dragon...
"It's okay, it's okay, things have gotten better." Among the crowd, only Elder Fahim expressed satisfaction. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Gretel up and down, with an invisible light almost emitting from his eyes:
"You are transforming after Cerela, right? Are you transforming into an adult silver dragon from the beginning? - You see, the shape of his dragon horns, the thorns on his back, and the color of his scales are all those of an adult dragon.
feature……"
He gave instructions and taught his disciples step by step. After teaching, he stood in front of Gretel again:
"Gretel, give it a try and see if you can speak? Can you cast spells?"
"Woo-ng-ng-ng-ng-"
Grete raised his head, lowered his head, flapped his wings and tried to make a sound, and finally only made a long dragon roar. Elder Fahim shook his head with a smile:
"Don't worry, don't worry. If you practice more in the future, you will be able to speak normally. How do you feel now?"
Gretel tilted his head to the left and right, flapping his wings and spinning around on the ground. It was obvious that he was pretending to talk but couldn't say a word, and he looked very anxious.
To be honest, if it were a baby dragon the size of a cat, it would still be pitiful and cute looking like this, but a six-meter-long dragon...
Serila pursed her lips and twisted her face without saying a word. Aneri Linge covered her eyes with her hands and couldn't stand it at all. Even Appa, who was watching, snorted, swung his tail and stepped back:
What a shame!
I really don’t want to admit that this is my boss!
At this time, the only one who was still willing to come close and dared to stand close was the legendary master. Elder Fahim had to stop Gretel:
"If you can't speak, just write! Can you control your claws? - Just pull away a piece of grass and write on the dirt. If you wander around like this, you will do more damage to the grass..."
Grete finally stopped. He looked around and walked to the edge of the grass, onto a piece of soft mud. He stretched out his paw and wrote on it:
"X-ray"
"look"
"You want to see X-rays? You need to set up that tube and try. Can the dragon's eyes see X-rays?"
Elder Fahim guessed while watching. Seeing Grete nodding vigorously, he coughed and called to the silver dragon girl:
"Celera, do you have Grete's experimental equipment here? Set up the X-ray tube and repeat the experiment?"
"Gene Era"
"I don't want it!" Cerela held down the space bag. She turned around and turned her head, leaving Grete with a high chin:
"He did it on purpose! He got so big! Humph!"
"..."
Even if Elder Fahim had heard Ashe Yuege talk about that part of the story, he could only press the corners of his mouth desperately and pretend not to know anything.
Standing by and watching, Gretel moved closer to Cerira, whined, and pushed Cerela's shoulders with her head:
"Don't pull me! Don't push me!" The silver dragon girl tried her best to keep a straight face, turned her head, and looked like "I'm very angry":
"You've become like this! You did it on purpose! - Either you become as big as me and can fly with me, or you don't get so big! I'm not happy with this size!"
"Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~~"
"Don't be so big next time! Be smaller!"
"Woo~~~"
Nodding, shaking his head, arching, rubbing, and slapping. After struggling for a long time, Cerela finally turned cloudy and took out the set of vacuum tubes. Elder Fahim set it up himself, attracting a bolt of thunder that struck the outside of the vacuum tube.
On the electrode:
"!
!”
The moment the thunder landed, Gretel, who had been lying in front of the vacuum tube, staring at the tube without blinking, opened his eyes instantly. He held his breath, his scales opened slightly, and the thorns around the auricles and on the back of the crest, one by one,
Upright:
He saw it!
He saw it!
After the thunder fell on the electrode and the cathode ray hit the metal sheet, there was a beautiful beam of brilliance that I had never seen before!
It turns out that in the dragon's vision...
The world is like this!
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