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Chapter 4: The Rebirth of Angers

"Zero-Cost Transformation into Dependents"

This is a magic circle that uses dragon scales and dragon blood as materials, which can allow a humanoid creature to possess dragon blood and become a dependent of a true dragon.

Because of its low price, it is loved by many young dragons. Whether it is to extend the life of your alien lover or to reward the younger brother who is guarding the gate, it is an excellent choice.

Leaving the Hall of Memory and sweeping the bonfire aside with his tail, Ender rubbed his arms and dropped a few dragon scales.

Drawing a magic circle on the ground with his sharp claws and placing dragon scales on the nodes, Ander frowned and cut a small opening with his hand. The dragon's blood gushes out and fills the entire magic circle.

"Okay, now we just need to put the person in, and that's it. It's a waste of scales and blood. Even ten thousand gold coins can't pay off the debt."

Ender grabbed the charred human body on the side and roughly threw him into the center of the circle.

"You are so lucky. Originally, I thought about running away, but I, Ender, am a kind metal dragon after all. Whether I can survive or not depends on your luck."

After saying that, he placed a piece of dragon scale on the chest of the flesh, and then gently placed it on the still bleeding dragon claw.

"I hope this is the chest and not the crotch, otherwise your wife will protest."

Ande calmed down, took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body gathered. Along with the brass-colored dragon's chanting like a bell, through the wound on his palm, blood was used as the medium to infuse...

Into the defenseless body.

The dragon's language echoed in the small cave, and bits of golden magic flew out from the magic circle on the ground, converging on the human body in the middle.

A just contract by the Dragon God is engraved in the mind of the transformer under the power of the magic circle to ensure that he cannot harm the owner of the bloodline at any time.

But what Ender didn't know was that the creatures he transformed were rare hybrids in the world. These powerful alien species with the so-called "dragon blood" themselves had blood that was not inferior to that of real dragons, and Angers, who was being transformed,

, it is an S-class hybrid with high-purity dragon blood.

At this time, in Ange's body, the golden-red true dragon bloodline from Ander and the dark red dragon bloodline he possessed were like two teams of well-trained soldiers, using his body as a battlefield, constantly engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

Ander, who was performing the ritual, was unaware of it. As a young brass dragon mixed in with the crowd, he had not yet reached the age to make money to buy a house and build a nest, let alone transform a dragon descendant. He was just mechanically transforming the dragon.

The blood is smeared on Ange's body to provide the energy needed for the ritual.

"It seems to be a long time. It seems that I will have to spend more money by then."

Ender was still thinking about how to squeeze more wealth from his future little brother to decorate his lair, while Ange's body was already dilapidated due to the conflict between the two bloodlines. The muscles and organs were dissolving, and the two bloodlines were in disintegration.

Constantly reborn under the influence of power, in a few dozen seconds, his body will turn into a ball of rotten flesh.

At this time, the magic circle transformed by countless dragon seniors finally showed its powerful side. For the dragon clan, it is never just talk about working miracles with great strength.

Ender felt that the suction on his palm suddenly became stronger, and the wound on the dragon's claw was torn apart. A large group of dragon blood dripped on the magic circle, and every line on the magic circle glowed red like a red-hot iron.

The light and heat emitted cracked the damp ground.

"What's going on? Do you need so much blood? It's a shame, it's a shame."

The blood lost was actually not much compared to Ender's huge body, but Ender still felt a little distressed. If he collected it, the blood could be sold at a good price, and it would be no problem to replace it with a magic weapon.

And in Ange's body, the golden-red blood was like a horse with a needle, a speeding up puppy, like a fork-and-fork soldier turning, chopping melons and vegetables, breaking through the blockade of the dark red blood with a devastating effect.

Dancing shamelessly in the enemy's spring, celebrating his victory.

Due to Angers coma, the dark red bloodline was already at the end of its rope and unable to fight anymore. Just when they were about to be defeated, a miracle happened.

The dark red bloodline looked at the golden and red army doing whatever they wanted in his hometown, and understood six big words:

"If you can't beat it, just join."

They seemed to have spirituality, and began to tentatively merge with another bloodline. In fact, both the true dragon bloodline of Brass Dragon Ander and the dragon bloodline in the dragon world are extremely tolerant, but they also have

Extremely exclusive.

To put it simply, these bloodlines are like ruthless scumbags who can date anyone, the only requirement is that they must be on top.

Now that the true dragon bloodline and the dragon bloodline have decided the winner, and the attack and reception have been determined, it’s time to enter the sweet moment of construction.

Under the leadership of the dragon bloodline of Erwuzi, the true dragon bloodline is like entering an uninhabited land, changing Ange's body at will: repairing wounds, increasing structure, replenishing organs, regenerating skin...

Using the original blackened skin as a cocoon, the new Ange is reborn as a butterfly in the cocoon.

The future S-class dragon slayer will soon embark on an unprecedented path with Ender's help.

At this time, Ender still knew nothing about what happened to Angers. The large amount of dragon blood flowing out made him feel a little weak. He complained naggingly, but out of curiosity and sense of responsibility, Ender did not stop the transformation method.

Array.

"It's over, it's over. If you want to die, I just say don't donate 400CC. I'm going to faint... I haven't fainted yet."

"When this guy wakes up, I will let him go to the United States to speculate in real estate and make a lot of money. Then I will let him be the president of the United States, measure the material resources of the United States, and win the favor of Ander."

"At least two sheep every day, want the tenderest lamb, a bed of gold, a bed of gems, sleep in turns; buy one of the Renaissance sculptures, and I will throw away the other..."

Just when Ender felt like he was about to faint due to excessive blood loss, the suction force from the magic circle finally stopped.

"Is your face made of gold or your inner face is made of gold? How about torturing a dragon?"

Ender complained, stretched out his fingers and tapped the charred skin on Angers body, only to find that the charred skin cracked under the tapping of his fingers, revealing the humanoid creature inside.

"Hey, it's a boiled egg, and it's peeled."

In the charred shell, a young white man was sleeping. His hair and eyebrows had long been reduced to ashes in the fire, leaving only his round and white head exposed, looking like a boiled egg with its shell removed.

"He looks quite handsome. He looks a bit like that person. What is the name of the protagonist in "Titanic"? Jack Corleone?"

Ender hasn't seen a movie in a hundred years, but that doesn't stop him from recalling the old movies he watched when he was a human.

At this moment, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, which were a pair of dark golden dragon pupils, filled with anger and hatred.

The next second, like a poorly edited online movie, the man suddenly appeared on Ender's neck, opened his mouth, exposed his white teeth, and bit down hard.

Ender didn't react for a moment, but he soon discovered that both fists and bites were so weak, like a baby's sucking or a lover's comfort.

The contract originating from the bloodline prevents the dependents from harming the master, turning Angers' angry attacks into a drizzle.

"Um, have you licked enough? As a male dragon, I still prefer to do this with the opposite sex."

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment...


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