Chapter 1565 Necromancers, don’t think I didn’t see your little moves!
Gretel stood on the dragon's skull, stamping his feet in anxiety. Bernard, please take it easy! Don't do whatever you want!
When people are there, everything is there; when people are not there, everything is gone!
However, there were black holes in the dragon's nostrils, and from time to time it would emit a wisp of hot air. The air flow was straight, and just by looking at the way the air on the opposite side was distorted, you could tell that the temperature was boiling hot.
The size of the dragon's skull, in terms of length, can accommodate seven or eight Gretes with some left over, and in terms of height, it can accommodate at least three Gretes stacked inside.
In other words, if Gretel rushed in from the dragon's nostril and fell into the contents of the dragon's skull, he would most likely fall in and then be unable to get up...
Not to mention, Illidan has been following him every step of the way, grabbing his collar instead of grabbing the belt on his lower back. Even if he can escape from Illidan again, Golden Glory Dragon Targaryen,
Nor will I stand by and watch.
So Gretel couldn't just rush in and throw a healing spell or something at close range to Bernard to support him in passing this trial.
All he could do was force himself to be quiet, stand on the dragon's skull, and let his spiritual power penetrate into the skull.
Well, the positioning was successful. Bernard's location has been found. He is jumping up and down. He is quite energetic...
not good!
What is this doing?
thump?!
Rolling all over the floor?!
There was something... something wrapped around him... seeping inside, burning...
The depth of that thing is about half as deep as the dragon's skull. If you jump in, you will probably lose it all. If Bernard stands on tiptoes, he will still have half of his head...
Bernard's whole body was immersed in it, waving his arms and kicking, as if struggling desperately, and as if he wanted to immerse himself deeper and more evenly——
Grete's mental scan noticed Bernard's actions of deliberately lowering his head, trying to dive into the liquid, and sloshing around in it. Crash, swish, slosh...
Huh, no, the inside of the dragon's skull is not a liquid, or not entirely a liquid. It is thicker than water, more solid than blood, and there are many tied tendons...
When the mental power is scanned, it can be observed that there is a strong energy reaction in the liquid, which is biased toward mental power. You can also feel Bernard punching and kicking inside, trying to tear open something.
…
So, is Bernard soaked in the brain of the legendary dragon?
It is said that the brain and internal organs are very soft tissues with a very high water content, and they rot very quickly... So are these things really brains? Or are they other strange things?
For example, some kind of bug made a nest in the dragon's skull or something?
Gretel frowned tightly, thinking hard and looking at Jin Huanglong. As if feeling Gretel's gaze, Targaryen sighed softly and turned to look at him:
"You, a follower, actually got immersed in the dragon's brain..."
"Then what will happen to him?" Grete asked nervously. Jin Huanglong thought for a moment and shook his head slightly:
"I don't know... There is no precedent... His behavior is really rare... It's too rare..."
It is not only rare, but has basically never been seen. The dragon transforms into a dragon blood scroll, and always gives a little bit of its own blood, and no one will take away its own brains;
When a dragon slayer succeeds in slaying a giant dragon - which is already very rare - he usually bathes in the dragon's blood instead of going through all the trouble of crawling into the dragon's skull to soak the brain;
Not to mention the brain of the legendary dragon, which has been dead for many, many years and has been settling, solidifying, and changing in the dragon's tomb for many years.
These brains contain the powerful mental power and powerful magical power of the dragon clan. Now they are soaked in them by the barbarians and seep into his body. Whether it is good or bad, I don't know at all.
Gretel lowered his eyes silently, his chest rising and falling. After a moment, he raised his hand, and the white light on his fingertips was faint, guiding the healing technique to penetrate into the keel:
No matter what Bernard is going through now, as long as he is alive, there is hope! As long as he can hang on to his life, there is hope that he can withstand the transformation and take another step forward——
And what he has to do is to help Bernard get through this!
However, as soon as the healing technique penetrated into the keel, the Golden Glory Dragon Targaryen suddenly waved his hand, and a sound boom rang out in the air. Gretel felt that the healing power he had gathered was instantly dispersed and disappeared near the keel:
"Don't interfere with him." Targaryen looked serious:
"Don't touch him, let him get through it on his own... Only by getting through it himself can he become the strongest warrior. Human intervention, treatment, and help will all lead to unforeseen consequences!"
"But--"
Gretel almost stomped through the dragon's skull. He actually understood Jin Huanglong's thoughts and even knew the theoretical basis for his statement:
The dragon's blood, or dragon's brain, penetrates into the warrior's body and carries out forced chromosome modification. In the eyes of the dragon clan, it is a process of survival of the fittest. If you survive, you will be a trustworthy subordinate of the dragon clan;
Can’t survive? If you can’t survive, just die. Do you still expect the Dragon Clan to find ways to save you? Generally speaking, the Dragon Clan doesn’t care whether the object they transform is dead or alive...
Vaska, who made a bet with other dragons to make a large number of dragon blood scrolls, or someone who has a girl he likes and wants to turn her into a dragon blood scroll to accompany him for a long time, are exceptions.
!
Extremely rare exception!
And the process of transforming a warrior's body with dragon blood or dragon brain marrow is usually accompanied by rapid cell division and rapid chromosome exchange. And healing techniques will also promote this process -
There are too many treatments, and if there is a slight deviation, there will be problems with the division and recombination of chromosomes. It can range from deformities, an extra arm, dragon scales growing inside the body, to death on the spot...
Rough direct bathing and delicate chromosome directional transformation are completely different! The latter can be supported by treatment, but the former is too intense and can cause accidents!
He put down his hands dejectedly, and just concentrated on Bernard, determined that if the savage was really going to die, he would have to treat him no matter what.
Next to him, the golden dragon Targaryen was also paying attention to the situation in the dragon's skull, and suddenly his expression changed:
"Huh……"
"What's wrong?"
"Dragon Soul!"
Targaryen only said these two words, then closed his lips and said nothing. Gretel raised his brows, expanded his mental power, and searched carefully again:
This job is not easy. The dragon brain in the legendary dragon carcass, even if it has lost its vitality, still has a strong energy response.
The mental energy traveling through it is like walking barefoot in mud mixed with petroleum. Every step, every inch forward, and every turn comes at a huge price.
That is the legendary dragon skeleton! It was a legend in life, and it has enough power after death!
The equipment he wears and the blessing given by the Moon God can protect his spiritual core from being shaken, but it cannot protect his spiritual power from exploring the outside world, which is subject to various shocks and obstacles!
Gretel half-closed his eyes and searched hard. Thin beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead. From a thin layer, to the size of rice grains, to the size of mung beans, and then condensed and flowed down in streams.
After searching for a long time, I felt bits and pieces of power. Under Bernard's stirring, it seeped out from the brain and the keel, and gathered in one place:
It wasn't Bernard's body, let alone Bernard's brain. What surprised Gretel was that those light spots flew into the big bone stick in Bernard's hand from all directions.
From few to many, from sparse to dense, from erratic to condensed into a mass. The ancient beast souls originally slept in the big bone sticks, but now they quietly lit up and merged with these light spots...
At the same time, a large amount of dragon brain marrow poured in from the sparse cancellous bone at both ends of the bone rod like a long whale sucking water.
It penetrates into the cancellous bone and pours into the bone marrow cavity, coating the dry and dead bones with a dense layer of periosteum, and rapidly forming cartilage at both ends of the bone rods...
All in all, in a doctor's eyes, this big bone is "alive".
"Life..."
The Golden Dragon Targaryen let out a long sigh.
Life is so tenacious and so magical.
The legendary dragon that has been dead for countless years and whose soul has dissipated will still instinctively cling to it when it senses signs of life.
The bone stick in the barbarian's hand contains a large amount of dragon brain marrow and a little bit of remaining dragon soul. Although it is impossible to be resurrected as a giant dragon, in the distant future, maybe we can see the dragon soul take flight?
At least half of the dragon's brain was sucked into the bone rod, far exceeding the size of the bone rod. The barbarian was floating in the remaining half of the dragon's brain, snoring loudly.
Gretel looked left and right, and saw that Targaryen was silent. He raised his right hand, and a dozen vines quickly stretched out from between his fingers and penetrated into the nostrils of the dragon bone. He raised his hands and feet, and rolled up the big bone stick.
The barbarians were carried out.
At this time, the magicians were already standing in a circle nearby, but because of the presence of the Golden Dragon, no one dared to approach.
Seeing the barbarian being carried out all wet and dripping with unknown liquid, the two necromancers quickly rushed forward, one on each side, to support Bernard:
"Cleaning! Cleaning! Cleaning!"
Gretel: "..."
Don’t think I didn’t see the direction of your cleaning skills! The dragon brains stained on Bernard’s body were all thrown into a nearby container by your cleaning skills and quietly collected!
He quickly glanced at Targaryen. Fortunately, Jin Huanglong's expression remained unchanged and he pretended not to see it. Gretel let out a long sigh of relief and went over to check on Bernard. He saw that his vital signs were stable, except that he was not awake.
, no big deal:
"Okay, let's withdraw. I hope Bernard can advance. This is the final decision... Have you collected everything? Once you've collected everything, go to the next stop, collect all the dragon souls, and go back to study!"