"It's really suitable for you, brother Muria." After hearing what her Talling said, Kaslana said seriously, "If you want to travel around the world, you have a lot to do before you become a legend.
You may provoke legendary level enemies.
Not all legends will care about your identity, and our dragon clan also has many enemies. With this scepter, even if you encounter a danger that you cannot resist, you can quickly seek help from the ancient dragon."
As a metal dragon clan, once we ask for help, a dragon will definitely come to support us. This is an undoubted fact.
"This scepter has the wrong name." Muria ignored the hell-like divine power and looked at the scepter in her hand.
The main function of this scepter is not to command those creatures with dragon veins, but to ask for help. The name Dragon Command is not appropriate at all.
This is a treasure specially prepared for him. Apart from him, few creatures can use this scepter. Not everyone can bear the divine power on it.
The prerequisite for using this scepter is to ignore divine power, which is a very high threshold. In addition, the user must have the bloodline of the metal dragon clan.
Apart from him, there is almost no dragon in the dragon clan who is qualified to use this scepter. In other words, those who are qualified to use it are no longer needed. According to the restrictions, it seems that only the descendants of the Dragon King can use it.
And this scepter is completely useless to the descendants of the Dragon King who have grown up. No matter what function it is, it has lost its effect. Control dragon-veined creatures? The descendants of the Dragon King can summon a group of giant dragons at will. What kind of dragon-veined creatures do you want?
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Asking for help? No kidding, once the descendants of the Dragon King have grown up and need help, the ancient dragon will not be able to help at all. Only the Dragon King can provide support.
Muria, who was holding the Dragon Commandment, slowly closed her eyes, her spirit poured into the scepter, and she wanted to try to use it.
As Muria's spiritual power poured in, an invisible wave spread from the scepter and swept across the city of Bologna. Then the dragonborn living in this city suddenly felt a terrifying pressure.
hangs over them.
Under this high pressure, their consciousness was almost blank. Soon they were in awe and obedience from the bottom of their hearts, waiting for this oppressive person to issue orders.
As for the real dragon that transformed into a human form and lived in seclusion in this city, although it sensed this wave of fluctuations, its body barely reacted at all. The metal dragon was directly immune to the power of the Dragon Command. It seemed to be intentional and not the Dragon Command.
The Royal Order's orders cannot take effect on metal dragons.
Muria, whose spiritual power was integrated into the scepter and left a mark, felt at this moment that there were dragon descendants all over the city of Bologna, especially the castle where he was now, which had the largest number.
The existence of every dragonborn is fed back into his consciousness. Of course, this is not the key. The key is that Muria feels that he can give any order to the dragonborn, and it is mandatory. They can only execute it.
, there is no right to refuse.
"That's not it." Muria whispered softly. The scepter sensed his thoughts, causing Muria's induction of those dragonborns to disappear instantly and switch to another mode.
Then, he could not feel the presence of the Dragonborn, but through this scepter, Muria felt the presence of the metal dragons living in seclusion in the city of Bologna, including of course the golden dragon sister Caslana beside him.
Of course, these are not important. Because of the distance, Kaslana is very conspicuous in Muria's consciousness, but no matter how conspicuous she is, she can't compare to the more than twenty groups of existences that are like little suns.
"These are all ancient dragons!" Muria felt these existences that were like little suns in his consciousness, and through those familiar breaths, he instantly confirmed their identities.
Just when Muria wanted to take a closer look at these ancient dragons that seemed very far away from him, a strange wave suddenly emitted from his body, instantly connecting to the elemental world. Visible to the naked eye, colorful elements surged.
Then, the light spots formed like fireflies, filling the space where Muria was located.
The tide of elements! Such a movement woke up Muria, causing him to end that wonderful state. When he opened his eyes, he saw the elemental light spots visible to the naked eye filling the room. Muria immediately understood that this was
What's going on? Among his nine exclusive weapons, only one has the ability to set off a tide of elements.
"The end!" Following Muria's call, a staff almost as tall as him buzzed, flying out of his body, swallowing various elements, with a hazy five-color aura on the surface, looking at
Very dreamy.
"Buzz!" When the final staff flew out, the five-color aura shrouded in it shrank, then the staff tilted slightly, and struck the dragon's command in Muria's hand.
Violent metal trembling sounds continued to sound, very regular, "Dang!" "Dang!"... After a few persistent hits, Muria finally reached out and grabbed the final staff.
"Are you jealous of this?" Muria looked at the final staff in her hand with a bit of laughter, and felt the dissatisfaction coming from it, as well as the hostility towards the Dragon Order.
"Why are you jealous of a staff that has no consciousness at all?" Muria asked speechlessly, "It can't threaten your status."
"Buzz! Buzz!" The spiritual light on the final staff shrank. It was still very dissatisfied with Muria holding the Dragon Command, even though it had understood that Muria would only use it for a period of time before abandoning the Dragon Command.
The same is true for imperial orders.
"I can't throw it away now. This is very important to me." Muria shook her head, rejecting the reason that the Doomsday Staff was like an unreasonable child.
"Buzz!" The staff of the end glowed brightly, and in Muria's surprised eyes, the ancient divine inscriptions engraved on the staff of the end, like decorations, floated up, forming chains of gods, which then extended and entangled to
The Dragon's Order.
Along with these divine chains composed of ancient divine inscriptions, the five-color aura shone brighter and brighter, and accompanying it was the Dragon Commandment in Muria's hand, which became mottled and worn out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The spiritual light on the staff quickly became dim.
Especially the lifelike platinum dragon on the head of the staff quickly shrank in size and became gray and dim. The divine power that filled the castle quickly dissipated and faded.
"Your staff is swallowing the dragon's command?" Seeing such a scene, Kaslana looked shocked. Of course she knew what a staff that could grow by swallowing treasures meant.