The golden dragon was stunned for a moment, swallowed back the dragon's breath that was about to be sprayed out, and asked doubtfully: "Are you...?"
Before it finished speaking, the little angel dragged Nigris by the tail, and everyone turned around and ran away, running out of the narrow entrance of the cave.
Nigris relaxed very cooperatively and let the little angel drag him away, which was much faster than turning around on his own.
Only then did the golden dragon react and roar angrily: "Damn bugs! Despicable leeches! Disgusting two-legged beasts!"
While roaring, the golden dragon climbed up and quickly crawled towards the entrance of the cave. Like a giant lizard, it emerged from the cave in a few clicks.
Ange and the others were already waiting on the flat ground outside the cliff.
"Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me? I'll die..." The golden dragon opened its bloody mouth and was about to brew its dragon breath, but was interrupted by Nigris's cry.
"Wait a minute! Have I ever ridden your wife?!" yelled Nigris.
What!? You still want to ride my wife? Are you a dragon knight?! The golden dragon's eyes were as big as a whole horse, and the angry flames burned like dragon breath.
"Uh, angry? Wait a minute, let me put it another way, have I stolen your dragon egg!?" Nigris shouted loudly.
You are such an embryo, but you still want to steal my dragon egg? The golden dragon was so angry that its nostrils became round.
"Did I disturb you in your sleep?! I didn't ride your wife, steal your dragon egg, and disturb you in your sleep. Why are you scolding us!?" Nigris scolded.
The golden dragon ignored it and opened its huge mouth. Deep in its throat, a scorching dragon's breath that had been prepared for a long time spurted out.
The little angel flew up and stood in front of the dragon's breath. Ange waved his hand and shot a light at her - the guarding barrier. Although he had not practiced it, the coordination was as perfect as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times.
The dragon's breath sprayed on the little angel's body and branched.
After the dragon's breath passed, the little angel was unharmed, spread his six wings, and pulled out the Archangel's staff.
The golden dragon's eyes suddenly widened: "Six-winged Archangel? You..."
Before he finished speaking, the little angel pushed his hands forward, and a beam of light shone on its chest.
The golden dragon's skin was torn open, its scales fell off, and a large pit with a diameter of two meters appeared on its chest, with a bloody mess inside.
Roar! The golden dragon screamed and raised its upper body, waving its big claws, about to take the shot.
Bang, the hind limbs felt like being struck by lightning, and the cannonball turned into a small zombie hit it, causing it to almost lose its balance.
The giant golden dragon shook its tail fiercely and stood up. One of its hind legs was on the ground, and the other hind leg kicked out. A super difficult golden lizard kick came out and kicked on the little zombie.
The little zombie knelt down in a lunge, with one hand in front of him and the other on the ground - the earth charged, and the blazing soul energy armor transformed into his body, turning into a thick soul armor.
The golden dragon's foot was like stepping on a stone embedded in the soil. It slid over with a bang. The soreness in the soles of the feet made the golden dragon's tear bubbles almost pop out.
The little zombie was also crushed into the soil.
The golden dragon fell to the ground and could not get up again. This was an overload of reflections for it.
As soon as Ange and his party entered the cave, they saw a dying golden dragon. They were chased out by Nigris after being enraged. After taking a breath of dragon breath, they also got a golden lizard.
This posture is not easy for a young dragon to achieve, let alone such a fifty-meter-long behemoth. It would never be able to perform such an action if it were not for its reflection.
Lying on the ground, the golden dragon raised its head and fiercely bared its teeth at Ange and the others.
If you were an ordinary person, you might be frightened by its ferocious appearance, but Nigris is a dragon himself, and you can see at a glance that it looks strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
It is estimated that it is because of this that it attacks all living creatures without hesitation. The dragon will only become so violent before it dies. This golden dragon has reached the end of its life.
"I know you are about to die. Are you afraid that we will touch your body and those dragon eggs? I can assure you that if you don't touch those dragon eggs, I am also a giant dragon. Do you see clearly? You can call me Nai
"G." Nigris said with a sigh as he flew up.
The golden dragon was stunned for a moment, and its narrowed vertical pupils slowly opened.
"What's your name?" Nigris asked loudly.
The golden dragon looked at Nigris for a long time, and then suddenly said: "You can't say you can't move my dragon egg, but you can't say you can't move my body. That means you can move it, right?"
Nigris nodded honestly: "Yes, it's a pity to waste it. For an adult dragon as big as you, you won't believe it even if I say nothing."
The golden dragon took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath: "Swear, in the name of the Dragon God, not to touch those dragon eggs, and I am willing to hand over my body to you."
"Okay, I swear in the name of the Dragon God not to touch those dragon eggs." Nigris quickly swore.
The golden dragon stared at it for a long time, then suddenly sighed and said: "My name is Nefarian Uzmos Rafaelit Babu Guli... Dorok" After a minute, the golden dragon
Long finished saying his full name.
Nigris asked: "Where are your wings?"
The golden dragon turned his head and glanced at his back, and said painfully: "I don't have wings, I haven't had them since I was a child."
"Deformed dragon? Then how did you grow so big? Do you live here? What do you usually eat?" Negris asked in confusion.
This island is not considered a desert island, but it is obviously impossible to raise a fifty-meter-long dragon. Where does the food come from? Eat migratory birds? Don’t be ridiculous.
Dorok said: "I can swim."
"Pfft - you can swim?" This is simply an evolutionary miracle. The giant dragon can actually swim?
This is the only reasonable explanation, otherwise it would be difficult to explain how it could survive here. This is not a Dragon Island in the main plane. It can support millions of little sheep. Only by eating fish can it survive and grow so big.
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"How old are you?" Nigris asked.
"Two thousand years old." Dorok said.
"What? More than two thousand years old? You are going to die when you are more than two thousand years old? Are you funny? Aren't you a golden dragon?" Nigris flew up in shock, flapped his wings and stepped forward to circle around Dorok.
lock up.
The smell of exhaustion at the end of life is clearly audible. It is indeed the end of life.
"How is that possible? You don't smell like a two-thousand-year-old golden dragon. Are you lying? You smell like you are more than ten thousand years old, but your skin and flesh are quite young. A young dragon exudes the aura of old age.
The smell of decay is so strange." Nigris said with a puzzled look on his face.
Dorok's claws moved inadvertently, and he was hesitating whether to slap the embryonic dragon to death, but as soon as he had this impulse in his heart, he immediately sensed a danger, and glanced over from the corner of his eyes. Ange's gaze could not help but
Know when to lock it down.
After thinking about it, Dorok released his claws. Slapping an embryonic dragon to death would obviously not change the situation. Instead, it would anger the other party. Even the eggs could not be saved. Although those eggs might be smelly, they were already the last hope of their dragon clan.
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Sighing secretly in his heart, Dorok responded: "Since the wings have degenerated, the lifespan of our dragon clan has plummeted. By my generation, we are only less than two thousand years old."
"Degenerate? How can the dragon degenerate... uh, what can it degenerate into? Degenerate to the point where it can swim in the sea? Degenerate into a fish? Arowana?" Negris murmured.
It originally wanted to say that it would not degenerate, but when it thought of the Dragon God and those of the same kind in the main plane who could not even hatch children, this was not degeneration.
Dorok glared at it and compared the great dragon to a fish. If it were another species, Dorok would give it a claw now, but it was Jin who complained...
"Isn't this gold? This is brass, brass dragon? Are you an ancient dragon? Are you an ancient dragon!?" Dorok finally recognized something and suddenly became very excited. He wanted to get up as soon as he stretched his forelimbs.
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Unfortunately, before it could stand up, its forelimbs softened and it fell down again.
With this move, the wound on the chest tore open again, and the blood couldn't stop anymore, dripping down.
Dorok lay down again with a wry smile, and said regretfully and helplessly: "I didn't expect you to be a brass dragon. I didn't expect to see the ancient dragon before you died. It's a pity that you came too late. Also,
Whatever you want to ask, please ask as soon as possible. I may not be able to hold on for much longer. I could have held on for a month or two, but now I am bleeding so much that I can’t hold on for even half a day."
Nigris comforted him: "Half a day is enough. It's not a story. It will take a month or two. But there is so much blood. Do you want some treatment?"
Dorok's eyes widened: "Can you still treat me? My magic resistance is very high, and ordinary healing magic is not easy to use."
"I know, I know, my magic resistance is higher than yours, don't worry, we will treat it 'little by little', do you want to try it?" Nigris gestured with his little claws and asked.
Dorok didn't know why, but a burst of anger was about to burst out of his mouth.
After finally suppressing it, it forced a smile and said: "Of course, if possible, I still hope to die of old age, rather than die of excessive blood loss."
"Okay, Ange." Nigris called back.
Ange wiped out rows of holy light from the facial cleansing technique and penetrated into Dorok's body. Although it was huge and had extremely high magic resistance, Ange was not an elemental magic.
Dorok lowered his head and watched helplessly as his wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed, growing out skin and flesh quickly, leaving a large exposed area without scales.
Scales compared to dragons are like hair compared to humans. They cannot be treated by facial cleansing techniques. It requires saplings and extra money.
But the bleeding had stopped, and the process took less than ten seconds.
Dorok stood up in shock, looked at the bald patch on his chest, then at Ange, and finally at Negris. What kind of treatment could this be called?
Nigris liked to see the stunned expressions of others the most, and he crossed his arms with joy in his heart: "How is it? Is it okay?"
It regards Dorok as a younger member of the clan. A two thousand year old little dragon is the best age to be funny.
Dorok's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to grit his teeth, and sneered: "Okay, okay, that's great."
As he spoke, he moved a bit, and it seemed that some old injuries in his body were healed. Dorok felt that he should be able to live for another two months.
He liked the way he couldn't understand me and couldn't kill me. Satisfied with the evil, Nigris turned back to the topic and asked: "What's going on with those eggs? I smelled it, some of them stink."
Dorok looked dim and said: "This is the incubation place of our dragon clan. All the eggs of the clan are here. Some are stuck, some are hypothermic, and some have insufficient conditions. Indeed, many of them died.
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Negris knows very well how harsh the dragon hatching conditions are. Not to mention stuck eggs, even if it is a healthy egg, it is not easy to successfully hatch it. Different hatching methods must be adopted according to different types.
measure.
For example, the golden dragon is a magical dragon and requires a very active elemental environment in order to hatch.
Another example is the black dragon, which is a war dragon with extremely strong physical fitness. It needs to be trained from the dragon's womb, otherwise it will not be able to break the eggshell that is several times harder and thicker than the ordinary dragon, and it will be suffocated to death inside.
Silver dragons and red, green, and blue dragons each have their own needs. On the contrary, the ancient dragon has no requirements, but it is easy to get stuck in eggs. Therefore, when Ange did not come, the brass dragon was theoretically functionally extinct.
Of course it won't happen now. Although there is no male brass dragon, there is a living male dragon body, so it's not unusable. When my body grows up, I can go back to ride the female dragon and give birth to children.
Ange also solved the dragon clan's egg jam problem, and the dragon clan has a bright future.
The dragon clan on the main plane is bright, but the future of the Dorok clan is dark.
The bloodline of the Dorok clan has degenerated, and their wings have degenerated. They have become a sub-dragon species that can only crawl on the ground. Negris said it is a 'golden dragon fish'. In fact, he is right. Some of the Dorok clan have already
Webbed webs have grown.
Dorok is the most special one among the clan. Except for the fact that it has no wings, it is no different from a real giant dragon. It even grows to an unprecedented fifty meters in size and can also breathe.
They live in the sea and make a living by preying on sea fish.
However, this does not prevent their extinction. There are other giant beasts in the sea, as well as a huge number of megalodon marine creatures. The subspecies Golden Dragon, which has no air superiority and is not dominant in size, is declining in number.
Forget it if they are reduced, they are no more difficult to hatch than real dragons, leaving a bunch of rotten eggs guarded by Dorok, the last member of the clan who is most like a dragon, it is tragic to think about it.
Forget it was tragic, but when it was about to die, a few guys showed up and beat it up, and they could threaten the dragon egg at any time, so it couldn't feel at ease even if it died.
You can't come back two months later. When you die, the dragon egg will have nothing to do with it, and you can feel at ease when you die.
"Actually, you haven't awakened your bloodline inheritance, right?" Just when Dorok was complaining, Nigris suddenly asked.
Dorok was shocked and covered up: "How is it possible? Of course I have awakened the bloodline inheritance, don't talk nonsense."
"Of course I'm not talking nonsense. I didn't swear in the name of the Dragon God just now. I pretended, but you didn't notice. If you awaken your bloodline inheritance, you will definitely sense it, right." Negris said.
"You!" Dorok said angrily: "How dare you deceive the Dragon God?!"
"Of course I dared to lie to him, and I dared to slap him on the head." Nigris floated over and slapped his paw on Ange's head.
Ange turned his head and glanced at it blankly.
Negris continued: "You are willing to admit that you are a sub-dragon, but you are not willing to admit that you have not awakened the bloodline inheritance. It seems that you care about the dragon bloodline."
Dorok, who was told the central issue, had a tangled expression on his face for a while, and took a long breath: "I'm going to die anyway, so what's the difference if I don't care? For the sake of seeing a little dragon blood, please don't
Can you move those eggs?"
"Of course, most of them stink, so why should I touch them? But if no one creates an environment for them to incubate, the rest will also stink. Is there any point in keeping them?" Negris asked.
"Well, I don't know, but this is our last hope. Maybe if we put them there, a miracle will happen. The Dragon God will bless them." Dorok said piously.
Ange raised his head in confusion, because as soon as Dorok finished speaking, a huge ball of soul flame floated over, entered Ange's soul, and formed a mark.
A dragon saint?
Ange scratched his head, what was going on? Why did the dragon become his disciple?
The relationship between the dragon and the dragon god is through blood, and there is no connection at the level of belief. Moreover, the dragon god does not have such a thing as a godhead, so how can he receive the soul flame?
Although I couldn't figure it out, the soul flame that Dorok dedicated was really big. The power of its own dedication was equivalent to dozens or hundreds of devout human believers.
This power of faith was not seen by Nigris. He was telling Dorok in a wicked way: "Actually, we have some secret methods that can speed up the hatching of dragon eggs. Unfortunately, you don't let us touch the dragon eggs.
It’s such a pity that we can’t use these secret techniques.”
The scales on Dorok's head stood up in anger. It finally understood that this embryonic dragon had been teasing it, a bit like an elder's prank. With Bada, it's not even as big as its own paw, why are you pretending to be an elder!
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Dorok took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and finally suppressed his violent impulse. He forced a smile and said, "No, no, no, you can move. You are very welcome to move these eggs. Can it really speed up their hatching?"
Negris was about to speak, but at this moment, Ange suddenly said: "Dragon God's blood can evolve."
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