Not long after Wu Chen returned to his base, a timid girl was ordered to come to Lord Ximu's tent.

"What's your name?" Wu Chen said pleasantly.

"My name is Eir, sir." The girl seemed to be a trainee doctor, or an herbalist apprentice. Of course, it could be another profession.

"Okay, Al." Wu Chen smiled and invited her in.

Passing through the tent, we arrived at the hidden valley. The hell dragon that the Asgardians whispered about was crawling on an exposed rock. The female warriors of the lord were trying to cut off a pair of huge dragons that had been broken by the roots.

The dragon wings are reinstalled on the back of the demon dragon.

"Can you do needlework?" Wu Chen smiled at the girl.

"I know a little bit." Al nodded hurriedly.

"It's actually very simple. Use 'snake skin thread' to sew the wings. This dragon will recover soon." Wu Chen said in short.

"Excuse me, where did you get...snake skin?" Al asked nervously.

"Yes..." Wu Chen smiled slightly awkwardly: "That's not important. You just need to know that these shed snake skins are still very active. They can repair damaged bodies and even genes. That's it.

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"Okay, okay." Al got ready. Then he carefully climbed onto the dragon's back, and followed the instructions of a female warrior named Ophelia to sew the gas dragon's wings with snakeskin thread.

"The craftsmanship is great." Rao, a woman from Japan, couldn't help but admire it.

"Speaking of which, apart from fighting, what else can we do?" Looking at the fine stitches, Psylocke felt inspired.

"Don't we also have all the abilities of Asgardian women?" Storm said confidently.

"By the way, this female dragon seems to be very delicious." The White Queen smiled and winked: "Can the master shape her into shape?"

"Of course." Ophelia replied firmly: "This is no different from 'blowing glass'."

"Why do you say that?" Since arriving in Asgard, the red-haired beauty Cinder has been extremely focused, for fear of missing any detail.

"It's like a 'wave of ice' put into a glass bottle. Whatever the bottle looks like, the water inside will be shaped into whatever it is. Square, round, triangular, multi-edge..." Ophelia laughed.

The author explains: "Just like the function of personality is to shape the soul. The master has broken through the boundary between spirit and matter. Spiritual power can shape all people or objects in other worlds with 'character' into a 'human' shape."

"Your spiritual power can shape characters from other worlds with 'character' into a 'human' shape." The red-haired beauty Cinder murmured to herself: "It is the actual projection of spiritual power in the material world, right?"

"It can be understood that way." Ophelia did not refute. After all, regarding Wu Chen's small universe and his semi-god-level mental power, even Ophelia, who has followed him for the longest time, cannot fully understand the secrets contained in it.

"How can I have 'character'?" the red-haired beauty Xin De asked the key.

"'Character' is a kind of 'self-limitation' and 'self-restraint'. So the prerequisite for having 'Character' is 'self-awakening'." This is Ophelia's understanding.

"Awaken yourself." The red-haired beauty Xin De kept it in mind.

"Look, the wound is healing." The death woman cut it open again with her sharp claws, and the old wound was sutured by the girl Al. The mutated gene that is still active in the snakeskin threads shed by Ophelia is continuing.

Repaired quickly.

In other words, the reason why Ophelia was named "Madame Hydra" is because she is the leader of Hydra who combines beauty and wisdom. Like the mythical Hydra, she can continue to regenerate.

, is also an important reason. What is even more talked about is her scientific attainments. Especially in genetic research and pharmacology, she is almost the leading expert in New Hong Kong at the "plot crossroads". She was even used to resurrect Major Kusanagi's love.

The genetic potion also has Ophelia's indelible contribution. These are the contents of Wu Chen's latest "memory copy".

"Roar——" I felt the wings of the magic dragon again, spreading its wings and ready to fly, its sound shook the valley.

Only then did Wu Chen discover that the Gas Demonic Dragon also had a pair of wing claws. So this Gas Demonic Dragon was actually a four-legged monster. The function of the wing claws was to protect the relatively fragile wings. It acted like an umbrella strap to fold the wings.

Bones, binding the wing body.

And the gas nozzles that are born under the ribs, which are similar to "fish gills", in addition to breathing and ventilation, also have a propulsion capability comparable to that of a jet engine. It is conceivable that the speed of this dragon must be far faster than that of ordinary birds.

limit.

This is actually similar to adding a jet engine to a propeller plane. Moreover, living things are far more flexible than machines.

"Master?" The White Queen called softly, her eyes full of expectation. Speaking of which, in the open spiritual world that is incorporated into the curtain net, is every female companion like this?

"Okay." Wu Chen's heart moved, and he immediately took off his clothes, revealing his left hand. In order to coincide with the memory node, Wu Chen had no reason to refuse.

"Why do you have to become a (Midgardian)?" The red-haired beauty Cinder asked in a low voice: "Can't a fire giant do it?"

"Just like an ant can lift an object 5,000 times heavier than itself. If the dragon is compressed to a human size, the bone density, strength, muscle toughness and other values ​​will increase dramatically, and the explosive force will be so great that it is hard to estimate." Death Woman also whispered.

Answer: "As for which planet you are from, it doesn't matter. But the master is indeed more familiar with the Nord personality in Skyrim Province (implying the people on Earth)."

"So that's how it is." The red-haired beauty Xin De understood. As the saying goes, "use the cooked rather than the raw", the same goes for "glass blowing". Shaping it into the best "style" obviously has the highest success rate and the lowest risk.

Under the attention of everyone, Wu Chen gently stretched out his left hand.

The Gas Demonic Dragon understood what he meant, and more cautiously stretched out the newly reattached wing hand towards Wu Chen.

Two disproportionate hands, gently held together.

Wu Chen kept smiling, and his left hand spontaneously ignited silently. The cold flame without temperature, the fire of thought from the small universe, illuminated the palms of the hands held tightly by one person and one dragon. The flying flames emerged from the fingers, and quickly flew towards the gas dragon's dragon.

The wings spread. With a "hoorah" sound, like a kite on fire, half of the dragon wing burned into a ball of fire.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh my God——" The red-haired beauty Xinde wanted to escape, but found that she had been fixed in place by invisible hands. Her whole body was wrapped

Entered into a powerful spiritual force field.

"Don't be afraid. This is the master's small universe." Everyone except the red-haired beauty Xin De said happily: "You can never fight against the stars (metaphorical shelter)."

"You can't fight against the stars." Thanks to Death Girl's reminder from the corner of her eye, the red-haired beauty Cinder kept the advice in mind. The future master of the Hell Hall knows that he must always maintain awe of the strong.

With the raging fire, the cold flames illuminated the entire valley, reflected half of the sky, and swallowed up the entire demon dragon. The time and space surrounding the demon dragon seemed like melting glass or like a thawing glacier, like mercury pouring down the ground, heading towards Wu from all directions.

The left hand of dust gathers.

A voluptuous female body was quickly poured.

When the cold flames gradually faded away, time and space returned to clarity. As the "human body glow" gradually dimmed, a stunning beauty who was quickly covered in "the color of life" was looking at her human body in disbelief.

"What's your name?" Wu Chen still held the beauty's pink and jade-carved Rouyi, warm and powerful. His eyes were extremely clear.

"Master, my name is..." The beautiful witch closed her eyes slightly, then opened them firmly: "Gasian."

"Okay." Wu Chen understood. The name is the affix of the root word "gas" + "human (ian)". It obviously has a very good meaning.

"Master, according to the custom of Ximu Town, tonight belongs to Vashian completely." The White Queen's whole body was ignited. As a mutant regarded as a heretic by most humans, she was disappointed to witness Vashian's "dragon transformation" with her own eyes.

"People", there is an indescribable sense of satisfaction that comes from the depths of the soul.

"Wha, what?" The red-haired beauty Cinder was shocked: "Could it be that there is an ancient 'Law of the First Night' in Tamriel!?"

"As you know, it does exist." The female mutants replied in unison.
Chapter completed!