Gret stood blankly on the top of the snow peak. He lowered his head, closed the dragon wings, and pointed his wings in front of him. He grabbed, pinched, rubbed, shook, and pinched, and then pinched a little...

"Ouch!"

Cerera, why are you pinching so hard? It hurts!

"You changed it yourself, right?" Serera stood beside him shoulders, her huge silver wings spread high, and a shadow fell on the heads of the two. She reached out to touch the golden dragon wings, blew her breath, and scratched her quickly:

"Don't! Itchy!"

The golden red dragon wing, which was transformed from the Long Xiang technique, shook even more violently, almost shaking Gret into the crater. Serera quickly grabbed him:

"Yes, right? These wings are part of yourself, right? Do you want to look at the bones inside? Or do you want to touch them with your backhand, how does the wings connect to your body?"

Gret: "…"

He really activated [Detection Magic]. He stood face to face with Serira. The vigorous magic light on the Silver Dragon Girl was bright and dazzling, and shot straight through the dragon wing's membrane.

From thick to thin, one connected bone after another reflects his meditation vision. Slightly waving his wings can clearly see the movement of the bones, you can also feel the contraction and relaxation of the muscles behind you, and the joints connected to the shoulder blades rotate back and forth.

Forward bend, protruding, inward retraction, abduction, rotation inward, rotation outside... The rotation in six directions... The joints connected to the wings and the scapula have great freedom... No, the key is not this, the key is...

This is my own body!

It was my own body that had been transformed, and these wings were part of me!

This deformation was successful... and it was neither painful nor dangerous. It just used magic equipment to stimulate my own strength, and then, it was successful... and it was reversible, safe and reversible!

Gret waved his wings and repeatedly felt the dragon wings transformed by the Dragon Xiang technique several times, and finally canceled the spell. Feeling the magic slowly converging, the strong and powerful dragon wings retracted bit by bit, bones, muscles, and membranes...

Grett, disappear, and return to both arms, and carry one head on both shoulders. Gret touched the back of his neck with his back hand, then touched his shoulders, breathed a long sigh and smiled:

"Serilla, where is the most fun on the top of this mountain? I'll go play with you!"

"You can study it first, don't worry!"

Serera also restrained her silver wings and stood there pretty, smiling like a flower. She tiptoed, spread her arms, and turned lightly:

"Do I want to change my wings to let you see? Or I will turn into a silver dragon and then turn back, let you see how the transformation changes?"

"Need not!"

Gret took a deep breath, exhale deeply, and smiled at Serera. He stepped forward and pulled Serera's palm:

"I don't want this today! I'm going to climb the mountain today, I'm just playing with you! Where is the fun on the top of this mountain? Do you want to accompany you to the mountain pass and have a snowball fight?"

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"Snowball fights are not fun!" Serira smiled happily. She held Gret's right hand with her backhand and pulled him aside:

"Look, standing here, you can see the sea! Throw yourself an eagle eye technique and you can see the sea directly! Come and see!"

Grett tiptoed, walking high and low on the bumpy crater filled with ice and snow. He was led by Serera to bypass half a circle, facing the east, and looking into the distance—

The plateau spreads forward at your feet. The barren mountains are covered with mountains, and many of the mountains closest to them are covered with snow. From a distance, it looks like you are on the top of silver-white waves.

At the end of the silver wave is a yellow-brown wave, which is lower, but the ups and downs are gentler, and waves are slapped forward. When it extends halfway, it suddenly turns into a deep emerald green, dotted with patches of white flowing clouds.

When the greenness reaches its end, it is another vast ocean that is reflected in the sky, and it is strangely blue...

Grett posed hawkeye technique on himself and looked into the distance. He couldn't speak for a long time. Serera stood beside him, looking at the sea in a distance. After a long time, she sighed:

"When can you fly directly and dive into the sea..."

This distance is not short or long for her. She turns back to the silver dragon, sprints at full speed, and can fight back and forth in half a day - of course, it cannot be counted as the time to catch fish in the sea.

The problem is that she flew over and played by herself and left Gret here, which was very bad!

Grett: "...uh, wait until I learn to become a silver dragon... I'm afraid I need to become an adult dragon. If you become a young dragon, you won't be able to keep up with your speed... But adult dragons seem to need magic reserves, at least sixteen or seventeen levels to make do with it..."

"That's been...

Cerra also knew that it was not easy to learn to turn into a dragon, so she sighed, unable to hide her disappointment in her tone. Without waiting for Gret to comfort her, she became active again and led Gret to continue to circle:

"By the way, there is another place here that is particularly fun! When the clouds and fogs on the mountain rise, sometimes you can see your own shadows! Well, the clouds and fogs are not big enough today..."

She looked left and right, reached out to measure the height of the sun, tiptoed to the direction opposite the sun shadow. Grett was still stretching his neck to see "Where is clouds and mist", and saw Serera jumping for dozens of steps, and suddenly turned back to the dragon body:

"hold head high--"

The huge, clear dragon roar sounded. With the dragon roar, the snow on the hillside rustled and slid downwards, and suddenly became snow mist. The snow mist continued to fly, turning into soft clouds, surging up layer by layer:

On the outside and inside of the crater, the clouds and mist rolled like a tide, setting a white skirt for the towering snow-capped mountains. Sairah leaned on the pass, swallowing and spitting the clouds and mist. After a while, he suddenly turned back to his body and waved hard to Gret:

"Come on! Come on!!!"

Gret ran over step by step. After a few steps, he simply cheated and tried to fly himself, and flew at an extremely low altitude. When he flew to Sarira, she couldn't wait to wave her hand, pointing downwards:

"look!"

The sunlight shone on them and also on the clouds below the hillside. A colorful halo appeared among the rolling and surging clouds:

The halo was surrounded by a figure in the middle. When the hand was raised, the foot was moved. When the foot was raised, the foot was moved. When the hand was danced, the figure also danced. Gret couldn't help but smile:

Whether it was a mistake or had sufficient experience, she even made the golden Buddha light. Kill, it’s not easy to call it Buddha light in this place, what name should I call it?

"Gret is here!" While thinking, Serera had already reached out and dragged Gret down. The two of them stood together next to each other, and the halo was straight, putting the two of them in:

"Come on, let's raise your hand!"

Raise your left hand!

Raise your right hand!

Twist your head, your head touches your head!

You raise your left hand, I raise your right hand, and put it together!

Put them together and hook them inward!

The two waved their hands, tilted their heads, and raised their arms. A pair of figures in the halo also made every move and kept moving. Finally, they raised their arms high and put a big heart-shaped shape, hudging the heads of the two people in the middle.

These actions are extremely childish, but Serera happily pulled Gret and played over and over again. Even the smile on Gret's face did not fade from beginning to end:

"Is it fun? Is it fun! We're in the same aperture!"

"Well, it's really good! It's amazing how Serera controls the level of clouds!"

"Hehehe... It's a pity that the clouds and mist can't be taken away. Even if the clouds and mist are taken away, the mountains and the sun cannot be taken away... I really want to cut down the aperture and take it away..."

"My meditation kernel has been recorded. I'll go back and go down the mountain. Will I make Taling do one?"

"Wouldn't it be too troublesome?"

"Not bothering, not at all..."

Serera played for a long time before she was satisfied and swung the clouds and mist. In a moment, she laughed loudly, hugged Gret and jumped up, smashing into the snow in the crater:

"Gret! Come and rub snowballs! Come and play snowball fights! Come and!"

"Wait a minute! I'll add agility to myself! Add a defense! Add a--"

"Bang!"

"Serilla, don't put snowballs in my neck!!!"

On this day, the two of them played on the top of the mountain until the sun sets in the west and falls completely into the horizon, and then they fly side by side to the top of the mountain. When they arrive at the institute, it is already dark. After Gret finished his supper without knowing the taste, he spreads out the paper and pen and writes and draws:

"Spirital Model..."

"[Basic Dragon Shape] spell model..."

"[Second Dragon Shape] Spell Model..."

"[Longxiang Technique]'s spell model..."

As he was drawing, his hand holding the pen moved faster and faster, and his eyes also emitted an excited light:

"Transformation... Whether it is all deformation or partial deformation, there are some spell structures, which are exactly the same! Different parts... Maybe the objects of change are different, maybe..."

"But no matter what, the foundation is the same, and the changes are guided by magic... As for the goals of change, part of it is guided by spells, part of it should be the transformer himself, knowing what he wants to become..."

"Then, as long as you are familiar with your own goals of change, accept it from the bottom of your heart, or even long for this change... the firmer your will, the better... you can transform successfully!"

Grett gripped his palm hard. The next goal was to find an imitation object, study it hard, and become familiar with it until it could change smoothly and unimpededly!

"So, which target to choose? Let's post the requirements first... put them in the demand list of the institute. Anyway, I am the host, so it's not a big deal... As for whether to turn into a leopard or a wolf, it depends on what materials arrive first..."

Gret thought with confidence. He walked around the door and handed the written material sheet to Master Jennings, asking him to hang it out together. When he returned to his residence, he suddenly paused and bent down to pick up a black cat:

"Mr. Troca! I haven't played with you for a long time. Come on, get bigger and show me. If you change, I'll give you something delicious!"

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