"Please kill me, please kill me and give me a happy life!" A middle-aged man who originally looked a bit heroic knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. He looked miserable and his limbs were all weird. It is bent at an angle, and its body is covered with all kinds of strange things. There are even some fine white dragon scales on his body.
"Okay, give him a good time!" Looking at the white-haired, white-eyed young man standing in front of the dragon hunter with a sick smile on his face, Muria frowned.
He had previously discovered that the white dragon's mentality might undergo drastic changes after being tortured, so he took it with him to let it vent its emotions. Unexpectedly, it became more and more perverted, in order to provide better torture. To take revenge on those dragon hunters, this guy actually used his own blood to actively corrode humans.
If human beings come into contact with dragon blood of the same level as themselves without any preparation, they will certainly get some benefits, but they will also have to bear all the toxicity in dragon blood. The damage is as bad as strong acid, but it will also make humans quickly become dragons. Change and have more vigorous vitality.
"Yes, my lord." Upon hearing Muria's order, the white dragon's face showed a look of fear, and then it condensed an ice dagger and inserted it into the middle-aged man's forehead.
"Thank you." The middle-aged man, who had already been tortured for a long time, looked at Muria, his lips wriggled twice, and after spitting out two words, he fell to the ground and died. Death had become a kind of relief for him at this time. .
"Your Highness, you are too kind. This guy has definitely killed more than ten dragons. You shouldn't let him go so easily." On the other side, an old man with long transparent hair looked at him. The humans living and dying on the earth muttered in dissatisfaction. He was not satisfied. The screams and wails of humans were now the most beautiful music in his ears.
"I don't have that much time to waste on a soul-level person." Muria frowned, turned and left. These two dragons have become more and more perverted since he rescued them. Their hatred for humans is simply not the same. Cannot be resolved.
"What is that feeling?" Muria, who had just walked out of the room, paused and pressed his chest. He could feel the exclusive magic weapon in his body becoming increasingly restless, just like feeling the beast before the natural disaster. Generally, "Someone is targeting me."
"Who else dares to attack me now, but apart from the gods, who else can cause danger to me?" Muria was puzzled. He suddenly thought of the sleeping Wind King Eagle of Sinapus in the main world. Among them, apart from the incarnations of gods, there are only existences at the level of world-shaking behemoths, and those high-level legends that can pose fatal danger to him.
"High-level human legends are a threat to me, but they cannot cause fatal danger to me." Muria was a little confused when he encountered the shock of the divine weapon for the first time. He knew that there might be danger, but he still did not give up. The idea of hunting down a dragon hunter.
Because the vibration of these weapons is not strong, it can only be regarded as the lowest level. He has already asked his spirit Casio about this kind of thing, and Casio's advice to him is to bravely face it and deal with it head-on. This is a crisis. , but it is also a rare opportunity.
"Who is he? I'm really looking forward to it." Muria smiled, tearing apart the space with two already nervous ancient dragons, leaving the city that had been swept away, and heading to the next place that had been explored. Place.
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In the bustling Dragon Skull Tavern in the capital of the Principality of Kosem, the dragon hunters with strong breaths held up the wine made from diluted dragon blood and drank happily, exchanging various information in their hands, or calling friends.
Friends, we are planning to go hunting dragons there next time.
"Bang!" Suddenly, the thick wooden door of this tavern, which only entertains dragon hunters who have actually hunted dragons, exploded, shooting towards the dragon hunters in the tavern.
"It's so lively!" A young man with black hair and golden eyes walked into this tavern with two young and old men with sickly smiles. He looked around and saw that the decorations and drinks of this tavern were...
In particular, the equipment worn by the drinkers is made of dragon body tissue.
"Who are you?" Seeing Muria's unscrupulous appearance, the extremely dragon hunter sitting close to the door of the tavern stood up with weapons in his hands and a murderous look.
"What do you think?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Muria released the light golden dragon power on his body without any scruples. Some of the weaker dragon hunters sitting in the tavern exploded into a ball at this moment.
The blood mist, and the slightly stronger ones, knelt on the ground and trembled, without even a chance to resist.
"Taikoo Dragon!" A strong man sitting alone at the bar and drinking wine turned around and looked at Muria solemnly. On his body, one after another red dragon scales emerged, one after another.
The ferocious red dragon's shadow appeared, confronting Muria's dragon power.
"Dragon Warlock." Muria looked at the strong man with dragon horns on his forehead, a look of amusement on his face, "Since you have the blood of a dragon, why do you want to be a dragon hunter?"
"Don't get me wrong, this is the bloodline I got after I hunted a red dragon and bathed in its dragon's blood." The strong man looked at Muria and suddenly laughed, "If I can kill you and get your bloodline,
I should become stronger!"
"Has the blood of the red dragon been implanted, has your brain become stupid? Kill me?" Muria's voice appeared in front of the strong man, and slapped him in the face, directly knocking off half of his head.
I was stunned, "Where do you get your confidence?"
"Roar!" The strong man with half of his head smashed suddenly roared. His flesh and blood regenerated at a high speed, and his head deformed, transforming into the shape of a dragon's head. On his body, dragon scales were piled up one after another, like a piece of red dragon armor.
There was even a thick dragon tail growing out from behind him, making him look like a half-dragon.
"This is my confidence."
"Did you eat the dragon you killed alive? With such a concentration of blood, I would believe you were the child of a dragon." Looking at the inhuman monster in front of him, Muria reached out his hand to
He grabbed him forward, grabbed his head at a speed that the monster could not dodge, and smashed it to the ground.
Boom————
The huge crack spread quickly from where it landed, and the entire tavern collapsed downwards. The capital of the principality shook as if a major earthquake had occurred. The humans living in it ran away in panic.
came out.
"Your strength is too weak." Looking at the dragon man who was smashed to the ground by him, his eyes becoming more and more cruel, Muria inexplicably thought of the strange dragon that evolved into a real dragon in the body of a kobold, "You can't even