Chris was simply shocked. Why would my ancestor know my name in my previous life?
Could it be that when he first crossed over, he was noticed by him with his god-level warning tree?
But this doesn't make sense. The warning tree can only display images, but no sound.
And Chris has never mentioned to others that his original name is Su Mu.
He scratched his hair and couldn't think of a reason.
Looking at Chris's astonished expression, Jordan smiled slyly, and then completely disappeared, leaving only a fist-sized red ball of light.
Chris reached out to take the ball of light and found that it was a round ball, which was hot to the touch and had a very round surface.
This dragon core is the concentration of the demonic fighting energy in Qiao Dun's body. It contains huge energy and is heavy in his hand.
At this time, Lisa next to her suddenly asked: "What did he mean when he called you Su Mu just now?"
Chris pretended to be dumbfounded: "I don't know, was my ancestor talking to me at that time?"
Lisa looked suspicious, but didn't ask any more questions.
Chris quickly changed the subject: "The two black dragons were injured by the ancestors. They should not attack the city in a short time. I will take this opportunity to eat the dragon core to improve myself. You cannot relax your vigilance. God-level alert
I’ll give you the leaves of the tree first, so pay more attention to the enemy’s movements.”
Lisa agreed: "Okay."
Chris took the dragon core and left, found an open place in Dawn City, and swallowed it in one gulp.
The prerequisite for eating the dragon core is to deplete the demon fighting energy in the body. He had just experienced a big battle, which fit the situation perfectly.
The dragon core melts in the mouth and flows down the throat into the stomach.
Chris felt like he had taken a sip of lava, which was scalding hot.
The surging energy instantly restored his lost demon fighting energy to its full state, and his true dragon form was released uncontrollably.
Even so, Chris still suffered a lot of pain.
A large amount of heat was emitted from the body surface, and the green grass that had just sprouted nearby was roasted to yellow, and the sky more than ten meters above the head became distorted.
"Ah!" Chris couldn't help but roared up to the sky, and his voice shook the heaven and the earth.
The energy stored in this dragon core is beyond imagination. After all, it is the energy crystallization of a ninth-level Flame Dragon King.
Chris's body became round, like an inflated balloon, as if it would be blown up at any time.
The raging flames burned on his body, turning half of the sky red.
"Hot, so hot!" Chris hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. He was rolling on the ground in pain, and even the breath from his mouth turned into flames.
He flapped his wings and flew into the air, flying towards the lake in the city like a meteor, and fell into the lake with a "pop".
"Chichi!" A large amount of white mist rose up, making the world look like a fairyland.
Dozens of armored crocodiles that had hatched looked like frightened fish, hiding in the mud at the bottom of the lake and not daring to come out.
After being cooled down, Chris felt a little better, but the skin on the surface was still burst by the powerful energy, and thick red blood flowed downwards.
Two bold crocodiles emerged from the mud. They opened their mouths, carefully swallowed a drop of blood, and then their bodies suddenly swelled.
Upon seeing this, his companions came out one after another to share the blood.
"Gululu..." Chris's dragon kept spitting out bubbles from its mouth. Although it suffered unimaginable pain, its body grew bit by bit, slowly completing its transformation in the lake.
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In the military camp outside the city.
The three black magicians of Spanda, the black dragon Langmand, Spielger, and Kilchenbo gathered together, and their faces were particularly heavy.
No one expected that a Flame Dragon King whose strength far exceeded imagination would appear halfway.
Kil exhaled a breath and said: "How about we retreat? With that person's protection, we can't attack Dawn City."
"Retreat? Impossible!" Spanda flatly refused, "There are two bloodlines of Emperor Ruilong in the city, which is of extraordinary significance. We cannot give up like this."
Keir said impatiently: "Then tell me, what should we do?"
The black dragon Langmand next to him said: "Although the old dragon's level is at the peak of the ninth level, according to records, his age is more than 1,200 years old, and he only injured the two of us and did not do anything."
Killing us shows that his life is limited and he needs to leave time to deal with his funeral arrangements. Therefore, we don't need to worry about him at all."
"Yes." Spanda agreed, "As long as the Flame Dragon King dies, we can launch a new round of siege. Now that we have figured out all of that kid's trump cards, we will definitely capture him in the third attack.
"
"How long will it take to wait, three days? Five days? Or ten days? With tens of thousands of knights and more than 100,000 soldiers carrying baggage, eating, drinking and urinating is a big problem." Keir said dissatisfied.
Langmand said: "Wait for five days first, let the two of us recover from our injuries, and then test Dawn City to see if the old guy is dead."
"If it is determined that he is dead, we will capture the two dragons as quickly as possible. Also, your army is not allowed to stop halfway like last time. You must attack with all your strength.
city to attract the enemy's attention."
Keir said helplessly: "Okay, I understand."
"Let's do this for now. The specific battle plan will be discussed after we recover from our injuries." Langmand and Spielger didn't stop too much. They flapped their wings and flew into the sky, diving deep into the clouds.
Kil returned to the royal tent, feeling a little depressed.
This situation of not having the right to speak made him very uncomfortable.
He sighed in his heart: Chris, enjoy the few days you have, maybe these are your last few days in this world.
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Four days later.
Wow…
A column of water rose into the sky, accompanied by a large amount of heat.
The birds resting on nearby fruit trees were frightened and flew away in droves.
Bubbles began to bubble on the calm lake, like boiling water.
After a few breaths, a giant red dragon flew out.
Chris landed on the shore, admiring his new look.
His size has almost doubled, reaching nearly fifty meters, and the scales on his body are bright red, more vivid than before.
The scorching flames lingered around the body, and there was a "cracking" sound in every movement, like setting off firecrackers.
More importantly, Chris no longer needs to consume demonic fighting energy to maintain his dragon form, because he has become a real dragon.
After absorbing the dragon core of his ancestor, he has indeed gained a lot.
Clenching the dragon's claws, Chris felt explosive power emerging from his body.
"Let's name this new form 'Red Explosive Flame Dragon Form'."