Chapter 48: As a mortal, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods
In the empty Nibelung, the standing white pyramid swayed, and the dead bodies fixed on the tower trembled. The white silk threads dragged the withered corpses like snakes toward the sacred pit inside the pyramid.
The white pyramid began to sink. At this time, a dragon roar crossed the sky, and a golden dragon broke through the wall from the top of the tower, with five humans hanging on its body.
"Damn it, shouldn't he be dead?"
Ender recalled everything that had just happened. He had obviously killed the monster with his magic circle, but he suddenly came back to life. The next second, the white threads winding throughout the pyramid rushed towards the monster, and they dragged it.
The mummies accumulated over hundreds of years merged with the monster.
Ender looked at the monster's body wrapped in white silk threads. He knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly grabbed a few people from the top of the tower and broke through the wall to escape.
All the corpses on the tower had been dragged into the tower by white silk threads. Tens of thousands of mummies were wrapped together with the monster, forming a huge cocoon.
The pyramid trembled, gravel fell, the tower cracked, and it sank in waves of shaking, and then was dragged by those white silk threads, integrating with the cocoon.
"What kind of monster did we release..."
Angers was caught in Ender's tail, looking at the sinking pyramid, and murmured to himself.
He originally thought that Ender's magic circle could eliminate the unusual monster, but now it seemed that it had awakened part of his power.
Ender landed on the ground. The original pyramid had disappeared, replaced by a huge cocoon. Those white silk threads were wrapped into a huge ball, lying quietly in the pit of gods, exuding an unsettling aura.
Just as a few people were thinking about how to solve this problem, an unpleasant friction sound sounded in the empty space of Nibelungen.
The next second, a huge tentacle stretched out from the cocoon. The black tentacle had countless patterns similar to human faces, as if the tentacle was made of countless corpses.
The dragon soared into the sky, and Angers and the other five lay on Ender's back. At this time, Ender no longer cared about whether to ride or not. Killing the monster that came out of the cocoon was the main business.
Ender flew in the air, watching black mucus pour out of the snow-white cocoon, and countless deformed and twisted tentacles waving wildly with patterns like human faces.
Black mucus spurted out, and a terrifying giant beast squeezed out from the gap in the cocoon. He had an appearance between a slime and an octopus, and the vague black shape was covered with human faces.
Shape pattern.
On the black body, there is a very abrupt white spot, which is the person who was wrapped in the black mud before, Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty.
Now his head is lowered, and his lower body is integrated with the black mud-like body of the giant beast, as if it is just a dispensable decoration of the giant beast's body.
"Damn, he absorbed all those people."
Angers could tell at a glance where most of the monster's body came from, which were the mummies tied to the pyramid.
"According to the secret party's records, dragons need to replenish a lot of food when they are reborn from the cocoon. This monster actually devoured so many corpses."
Ange explained that he had never thought that a second-generation species could have such a huge body, with a body length of nearly 150 meters. With such a body shape, he could be called a dragon king.
Ender dodged a tentacle that was rushing towards several people, and observed the actions of the monster below him. This black slime monster might have just emerged from its cocoon, and its desire to attack was not strong, so it was easy to dodge.
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"Have you noticed Angers?"
"What?"
"He has never used the spirit of speech, not even once!"
Angers also realized that no matter how young a dragon is, in addition to physical physical attacks, they usually use verbal spirits to assist the enemy. However, this monster did not use verbal spirits, which means...
"Your magic circle is working!"
"Yes, so what we have to face is just a monster with nothing to show for it."
Ender's long face showed visible joy. In fact, what he was most afraid of were those strange and weird speech spirits, which were hard to guard against. But if he faced a character like this who could only use physical attacks, it was time to tell him what it meant.
The dignity of the caster is gone.
Ender swooped down and sprayed out flame dragon breath from his mouth. The fiery dragon breath burned the monster's flesh, exuding a disgusting and pungent smell.
But this small injury was too small for the monster's huge body. Black mucus surged, and the wounds burned by the flames recovered in an instant.
"Don't beat yourself up, go to that emperor!"
Angers lay on Ander's back, holding on to the protruding spines on Ander's back, staring at the white figure intently.
"knew!"
Ender replied, dodging the slaps of two huge tentacles, and rushed towards the pale-skinned human. He raised his dragon claws, leaned up, and prepared to give the culprit a Tathagata palm.
The next moment, some kind of viscous liquid blocked Ender's dragon claw slap. Behind the shield formed by the black mucus, the skinny human finally raised his head and looked at Ender. A hoarse voice spoke in Nibel's voice.
Echoes in the dragon roots.
"I finally transformed into a dragon..."
Ender flapped his wings and quickly retreated, spraying a breath of dragon breath on the shield to buy time for Ender to move.
"Hualong? Do you know that you look like a piece of rotten meat?"
Andre pulled away and mocked
The man ignored Ender's taunt and said to himself in a very strange tone:
"A hundred-year plan...the power of the Dragon Clan...and now...I have finally waited for this day."
He raised his head, looked at the giant dragon flying in the sky, and said calmly:
"If Garuda hadn't died in your hands, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily..."
He grinned and showed a charming smile. The next second, countless tentacles sprang out from the mucus and attacked Ender and the others.
"Damn it, you guys gotta hold on tight."
Ender dodged the tentacles and made various maneuvers in the air, demonstrating the dragon's speed to the fullest. He was not idle and kept harassing the enemy.
"I heard that the Taqing royal family does not have dragon blood. Where did you come from, a bastard, and you dare to call me me?"
Ender's words seemed to stimulate the emperor who died young. Tentacles poured out from all directions, blocking Ender's escape route.
The man suddenly appeared in front of Ender, with a victorious smile on his face.
"Who said that only you monsters can transform into a dragon? I can also transform into a dragon."
On Ender's back, Ange's eyes widened. The man in front of him was once an ordinary human being?