The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 396: Dragon Knight…probably…
"Sure enough, the pure blood dragon is faster than the Swift Falcon..."
Siwei sat on the back of the sapphire dragon, sighing.
His exclusive Swift Falcon has reduced its feathers to a very embarrassing level, so that the flying speed cannot be increased anyway, so he simply asked the Swift Falcon to go back to the college first, and start the dragon class. Oath League, once again recruited the sapphire dragon from Gen Gu Linhai last time to help on the way.
"Although you are not the first human being who dare to use the pure-blood dragon as a means of transportation, you have to say that you are too courageous... If you change to other pure-blood dragons, I am afraid the first reaction is to swallow it. You" "Fiction chapters are updated fastest."
kěnéng heard Xiwei's self-talking sigh, and Sapphire Dragon said with its unique hoarse voice.
"Indeed, the average pure-blood dragon has too much self-esteem, and it is very troublesome to control." Xiwei also agreed.
In the legend, a legendary master once invented the quasi-five-ring magic that charmed the dragon clan, and with his profound magic skills, made an ancient dragon become his puppet.
This spell was not cracked by the powerful magic resistance of the dragon until the death of the legendary master. The first thing the great dragon of ancient species did after regaining its sense and past memories was to destroy the tomb of the magician, and kill all his students, family members, and all people with guānxì. For this reason It even does not hesitate to destroy a country of mankind! The fact is also true. From the loss of the charm dragon magic, how thoroughly the ancient dragon can cut weeds and roots...
The human army is completely méiyǒu any wēixié to this guy, according to the legend. In the end, it took decades. After a whole era, a new legendary military division rose to completely kill the dragon (some say it was to seal it.)
According to legend, although méiyǒu clearly recorded the cost of the war between humans and the dragon, it can be confirmed that several small countries were indeed destroyed as a result.
Some academic magicians in the Pagoda of Qi Yao believe that modern humans have a series of bad impressions of the dragon's ‘evil, cruel, and greedy’ that all originated from that ancient war.
From this we can also see how tragic the war was.
And the cause of all this is the morbid self-esteem of the dragon.
"That's why I'm looking for you." Xiwei patted the crystal-clear back of the giant dragon, which was covered by the sapphire crystal dragon scales: "You will be rewarded later, so now you should honestly help. ."
Although Xiwei's resources and achievement points are almost exhausted now. But don't forget that this guy still has two caravans and a series of magic devices that are twice as good as the magic items on the market (although they are only white).
So rúguǒ must be described. Then this product is probably the so-called poor, only money left...
"Hmph, I believe you will not deceive a giant dragon..." Although the sapphire dragon has no mercy on its mouth, it seems that the price it paid for Xiwei last time is still very mǎnyì, so it did not appear. Passive and sabotaged appearance.
Just be this shíhòu. A subtle ripple suddenly appeared in the entire space of the main material plane. What followed was an imperceptible sense of violation. It was like dropping a stone yīyàng on a calm lake. Although the ripples will calm down soon, the lake surface that looks the same at first glance is slightly different from before...
This situation is not uncommon. Some demiplanes or plane fragments in the void are in contact or intersecting with the main material plane. There will be similar gǎnjiào from time to time and only creatures with extremely high magical attainments or top sensitivity to magic will be aware of this anomaly.
But for some reason, an inexplicable tūrán of restlessness and anxiety surged into Xiwei's heart, and then the vague premonition that the two intertwined kept eroding his heart.
"Sorry, can you speed up yīdiǎn?"
He impatiently grasped the bone spur erected on the back of the sapphire dragon, and asked the dragon.
"Acceleration is not impossible, but no matter how strong your magical literacy is, your body is just an ordinary human body. If you continue to accelerate, you may not be able to hold it." The dragon hesitated and finally decided to tell him the truth. To be honest: "Compared to dragons, you humans are too fragile."
"Because we are weaker than you, we will continue to pursue our own super-distance, instead of relying on the'powerful' talent of zìjǐ for the rest of our life like a monster... There may be only a small progress, but we nénggòu pass on this small point, and then countless small nénggòu accumulate, precipitate, refine from generation to generation, and finally converge into a great civilization that attracts the gods’ attention. This is the so-called Human!"
I set zìjǐ a few shields and physique buffs, and Xiwei held the dragon's bone spurs tightly: "So there is no guānxì, just speed up!"
"Where is the causal guānxì of the sentence you just said and the sentence now?"
The sapphire dragon uttered a word, but it still opened up its somewhat tattered wings, once again speeding up.
The clouds of zhōuwéi were blown away by the storm caused by them surpassing the sound barrier in an instant, forming a funnel-shaped cloud ring behind them. The white airplane cloud was dragged into a long strip, and finally disappeared completely in the turquoise sky...
Everyone can say nothing in the vernacular, and Xiwei once again realized that no matter what shíme rhetoric, it will not alleviate the material pain. Not zhīdào many times the speed of sound gave him a sharp pain of being torn in two. The consumption of the magical power for gaining magic immediately soared, although it is not worth mentioning compared to his current majestic magical power. The speed of consumption made him zhīdàozìjǐ experiencing shíme-like torture.
The dragon’s spine can’t be grasped with both hands, so before breaking through the sound barrier, Xiwei used several mage’s hands and loose knots to firmly tie the zìjǐ to the dragon’s back to prevent it from being thrown. fly.
Just when Xiwei wondered if zìjǐ would pass out because of the pain in the middle of the flight, the pressure generated by zhōuwéi due to inertia increased in vain, causing him to have a kind of viscera that was almost squeezed out. illusion. Fortunately, this kind of gǎnjiàomǎshàng disappeared, and the horrible pressure on the whole body was relieved, giving Xiwei a gasping shíjiān.
However, the goddess of fate does not seem to favor Xiwei today.
So he heard the exclamation of the sapphire dragon.
"Oh, the jewel of the Dragon God (modular particle, equivalent to ‘oh my god’), is that shíme?!"
It can be heard that the sapphire dragon is so surprised that it even forgot to speak the language of Huyman, and directly spoke the language of dragon.
Fortunately, Xiwei LV5's linguistics is decent, although the mystery of Dragon Language is quite high, but at least it is still understandable...
He tried to restrain the gǎnjiào of zìjǐ that retching, holding on to the sapphire dragon's back spine, raising his head and looking at the sapphire dragon's sight.
Slightly lower than they were in mid-air, a dark blue mermaid that was larger than the Titanic was suspended there.
Compared with that thing, the sapphire dragon is just like a child.
The mermaid looks like a large statue. Many dìfāngs are very rough. Xiwei can't even see organs like pupils in her eyes~IndoMTL.com~The fish tail is on the scales that are much larger than the door. Also méiyǒu should have patterns.
She plucked the strings of the harp in her hand, her little cherry mouth kept closing, and she seemed to be singing, but Qíguài was that Xiwei, who was not far away from her, could not hear her shíme. Her hair is like a snake yīyàng, dancing frantically with the movements of her mouth.
The ground below her seemed to have been ravaged by shíme. Except for a small piece of ground in the center, the other dìfāng became pits and pits, and it was completely impossible to tell that there was shíme on it.
But judging from the dark red tūrán, I am afraid that there are quite a few corpses in the mud that have been completely destroyed.
On the ground in the center, Alyssa is holding a middle-aged woman who has a face that is vaguely similar to her, but has a pale, dead fǎngfóyǐjīng.
The girl's eyes are blank, her face is full of bottomless sadness. Only the tears that keep falling can prove that she has lost consciousness.
"Alyssa!" (to be continued...)