Resisting the urge to add all the free attribute points to intelligence, Sherlock thought about the meaning behind this piece of equipment.
It's a bit incredible that something like this can explode in a level 15 dungeon.
If you think about it carefully, this dungeon seems a bit intriguing in terms of plot and challenge difficulty, and what happens next seems even more bizarre.
Having put away everything, Sherlock was about to leave the dungeon, but the sudden murmur from the girl in the metal cage reminded him of something.
Theoretically speaking, as long as you leave the dungeon, the mission of rescuing the half-dragon girl is completed, so it seems a pity that this living dragon-born creature leaves without draining a little of her blood.
This is the bloodline of an ancient metal dragon. I don't know how much more advanced it is than the average adult five-color dragon.
That BOSS drank so much that he didn't die. It shouldn't matter if he put one or two bottles in. At worst, he can just leave the dungeon when he is about to die.
With this mentality, Sherlock walked over with a knife in one hand and a reagent bottle in the other, and then raised the other person's left hand.
To be honest, his current behavior is a bit obscene, and the special target is a comatose little lolita in pink. If others find out, he probably won't be able to escape the name of pervert in his life. Fortunately, now
He is the only one in the dungeon and can do whatever he wants.
However, it seemed that Io (the creator of the dragons) couldn't bear to see his mixed-race descendants being violated in this way. Before Sherlock could use the knife, a tearing pain shot up from his right arm.
come over.
Turning his head, he saw that his right arm was already bloody, and the missing piece was being chewed in the girl's mouth.
Then he seemed to be dissatisfied with the taste, and after chewing it for two times, he spit it out directly on the ground.
Damn it, wasn't he fine when the boss drank his blood just now? Why did he become energetic when it was his turn? This bite force doesn't mean he has lost his fighting ability.
Sherlock observed from a distance for a while, and when he saw that the other party had lost all movement, he cautiously walked up again.
As soon as he touched the girl's arm, he saw the opponent's big mouth bite her hard. It was hard for him to imagine why such a small mouth could grow so big. Could it be that the dragon's bloodline had mutated.
Fortunately, he was well prepared this time. As soon as there was any movement, he stuffed the pork chop in his hand and blocked the girl's mouth.
When he saw the other person starting to chew and swallow, Sherlock knew that he had succeeded. He quickly cut open the skin with a knife and caught the silver blood that flowed out.
Not even a fifth of the time, the pork chop had been swallowed completely. He quickly took out a piece from his backpack and stuffed it in again.
After finally receiving two bottles and consuming nearly 20 pork chops, he could only stop his inhumane act of forced blood donation and left the dungeon.
The time it took him to take out the pork chops was almost no longer keeping up with the girl's faster and faster chewing speed. As the opponent's physical strength recovered, the body's self-healing ability seemed to have been strengthened, and the small wound made by Bingpo soon healed.
It's healed, not even a wound.
Two bottles were almost enough. After putting away his things, Sherlock was about to go back. The three brothers who had returned to Xiaolin Town and Tian Linger were already waiting for him at the Crescent Tavern.
"Hey, are there any more pork chops?" A weak voice suddenly came from behind.
He was startled, and immediately looked back, and saw a girl in pink standing behind him with an expressionless face, one hand still clutching his leather jacket.
"Are there any more pork chops?" Seeing that the druid didn't reply, the girl asked again.
At this time, Sherlock also reacted. Although he was surprised why the NPC in the dungeon ran out with him, the fact was that the girl in pink in front of him was Kamui who was trapped in the cage in the previous dungeon. Even the dungeon
The weak state in the body was brought out together.
"The pork chops are gone. Do you want snake meat?"
Seeing that the other party had no objection, Sherlock took out a huge amount of roasted snake meat. These were all broken down when he was dealing with mutant golden snakes. He made them all into roasted meat, which should be enough to eat.
Okay, he took back his last sentence. Kamui's stomach was like a bottomless pit. He threw all kinds of cooking and there was no reaction at all. In the end, he even took out the charcoal-grilled spider legs from the bottom of the box, and they were still eaten.
Eating everything.
This is probably the first person who can fully accept his dark cuisine.
"Let's go, my father must be very anxious." After eating seventy percent full, Kamui burped and jumped on Sherlock's back, put his arms around his neck and pointed in the direction of Xiaolin Town.
Sherlock, who was confused, didn't have any better ideas at this time. He was going back to Xiaolin Town anyway, so he just thought of it as a reward for the two bottles of blood. The specific situation could only be determined after meeting the triggerer of the copy.
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Along the way, he also asked Kamui many questions, such as how she was arrested, who her father was, and so on.
Although this NPC spoke little, surprisingly he did not have a cold personality. He gave concise answers to most of his inquiries. He also vaguely understood some of the situation based on the background of the copy he had heard before.
"I'm sorry, I just gave you two tubes of blood while you were unconscious." After chatting all the way, Sherlock confessed his behavior, a bunch of data that could be refreshed, and an NPC who could chat with you normally.
It is always difficult to treat them with a standard.
"Do you want more? Just give me some meat."
Well, he knew it would be like this. Kamui's focus always seemed not to be on the normal channel. Her blood came out of her mouth like plain water.
Although there was a person on his back, the weight did not affect Sherlock's movement speed, and the low-level wild monsters around him did not cause additional trouble to his return to the city. At dawn, the two rushed
Arrive at the Crescent Tavern.
"Sherlock, you rescued Kamui." Yi Chi said happily when they came back.
"Why, you know the NPC will follow me out."
"Won't she follow you out? The mission introduction said it was to rescue the kidnapped children?" Yi Chi glanced at the mission introduction and it showed that it was completed.
Yes, I knew it was useless to ask him. It was obvious at a glance that these three brothers were novices in the game. At that time, Kamui’s child was not the only one who was imprisoned in the dungeon.
Everyone else would directly refresh to their respective homes when the dungeon ended, but she was the only one who followed out of the dungeon. Normal people would be suspicious of this situation.
"Okay, now that we've been rescued, let's go and hand in the mission. You should know where Kamui's father's home is."
The group left the Crescent Tavern at Sherlock's urging.
