Black Scepter Chapter 27: To save the person I love (4000 words)

>Morpheus stood up from the deep pit in distress, and his strong body and temporary release of the buffer shield made him seriously injured, but the tiredness and coldness of the past few days became a huge factor that constrained his strength. Looking up forward with a stiff body, the injured dragon actually made a similar motion not far away-it turned the hill-like body and aimed the head at Morpheus in a roar.

Then, without hesitation, he opened the big mouth of the blood basin that was enough to swallow a hundred Morpheus-countless elements condensed instantly and flew straight towards Morpheus!

Without saying anything, he suddenly jumped to the side, a large dense and sharp ice cone completely covered the position where the Morpheus had just stood in the next second, and with the horizontal swing of the faucet, Morpheus understood that he could not escape the other side by running like this 'S attack, his arms folded together, his muscles instantly caused the bone to make a crackling popping sound, his running speed suddenly accelerated, and he turned directly toward the dragon and ran straight away!

"Kaka Kaka--"

Thousands of hard ice cones were sprayed out of the opened dragon mouth, but Morpheus faced up with this terrifying impact, and all its own crystal energy condensed a conical shield and slipped away. All the ice cones rushed in front of the dragon head in less than three seconds, and then took a leap forward. After the crystal wire energy was completely exhausted, with his most simple physical force, he threw a punch with unparalleled power. The dragon's right eye, too late to dodge...

He used his own actions to explain what it means to meet each other on a narrow road and win the brave.

"Pap!"

His fist hit the hard keel, but the next blow he hit hit another fist!

Morpheus frowned, his fist-to-fist resulted in a complete loss of consciousness in his left arm-one step back, Morpheus was surprised at the scene in front of him... Standing on the ground to confront Morpheus is no longer just the dragon , But it is a young man wearing a blue robe-Morpheus is not stupid. The blood stains drawn under the other person’s right eye and his slightly different face from human have already explained his identity...

This guy is the giant dragon who just wrestled with himself!

The records of the dragons in the ancient books almost disappeared completely, but the top magicians vaguely described the ancient race a little bit-when the pure blood dragon was powerful to a certain level They can completely transform their huge bodies into human or human-like ones, so that they can abandon the huge and inconvenient dragon body to practice more difficult and mysterious...

Morpheus never imagined that he would encounter such a presence. The strength of the other party is beyond doubt. When the person is transformed, it often means that this dragon is really "fire".

"I--"

Facing the dragons in front of me, Morpheus just wanted to explain what he was saying, but unexpectedly the other party said nothing but a very fierce boxing attack-Morpheus raised his hand to block in desperation, but was hit one after another. body!

His fists always fall into the empty space, but the opponent’s palms are like phantoms that make him unable to resist at all. The attack frequency of more than twenty times a second carries a deadly threat every time, Morpheus I have never experienced such a terrifying combat attack, so I have to retreat quickly to expect to be out of the attack range of this powerful dragon, but the other party showed no mercy and flew Morpheus out in ten seconds. !

"Boom!"

The Morpheus with his arms blocked in front of his chest but still kicked out for more than 20 meters breathed the cold air, but he felt that all the joints of his body were wailing-the other party was attacking like a cold wind. Without using any weapons, it is completely flowing like a cloud. The feeling that Morpheus only glimpsed a bit on Andariel, but now he really sees this extremely powerful fighting style.

It is a style, because it has no routines or skills at all. It is completely a characteristic of the formation of barbarians' combat skills when he taught Morpheus-one trick, one formula, accumulated in countless battles, when it is made into steel When you don’t need any fixed routines, you can defeat any enemy by raising your hand!

"Boo!"

After another round of attack, Morpheus stumbled to the ground.

Trying to get up, he coughed up a bit of blood, but frowned.

Why did this battle start?

Does the barbarian mentor in Minos's mouth exist at all?

I've run so old to come into conflict with the Dragon race, is it worth it?

Will you just lose your life?

Many thoughts will inevitably come out when the body is on the verge of will. Morpheus draws two holy lances in a trance, the blood in the corner of the mouth falls to the ground, but there is a voice in his heart that constantly persuades him to give up resistance ...But Ashcandi flashed in front of him.

"Why am I here?" Morpheus suddenly asked himself.

The dragons on the opposite side ignored what he said, and once again walked towards the young man like he had a common enemy, but he raised his hand to attack and suddenly stopped, squinting his eyes and looking at Morpheus Two Holy Guns in the hand.

The gloomy surface of the holy spear appeared a little golden light, and then covered the entire body of the gun. When Morpheus raised his head, the magic pattern revealed on the neck of the boar was already the same golden yellow!

Dragons who have not said a word from beginning to end have azure blue eyes. His eyes are always slightly squinted, seeming lazy but alert. After seeing the changes in Morpheus, he suddenly behind his hands, Asked: "Another mortal who wants to have the title of "Dragon Slayer"?"

Along with his words, Morpheus saw the scenes at his feet start to change rapidly, the original whiteness began to drift away, the ground reappeared as ice crystals, and all the ice walls that appeared before appeared on the surroundings. Morpheus sees only illusions, but if all that is false, how did the giant dragon, which is wider than the whole valley, just soar freely?

The book has not told Morpheus that this is the "domain" skill that only a pure-blood dragon will possess.

The question full of brains was disturbed by the other party’s words. Morpheus replied directly: "Dragon Slayer? I am not interested, I am here to find someone."

"And I can confirm that the person I am looking for is not you."

These answers made the aloof dragon's eyes flash slightly, but then he directly changed the subject and asked: "Humans with blood in the temple, the reason you are here is really not to find the dragon. ?"

Is this guy somewhat neurotic and sensitive? Or is there persecution paranoia?

Morpheus has a hard time understanding what this guy is thinking. He frowned and replied: "What does the dragon have to do with me? If I want to slaughter the dragon, I still have to go to this kind of ghost place? "Three words", I will let go of the previous Yalong?"

A series of bold questions makes this dragon clan a bit ignorant-why has he encountered such a human being who doesn't pay much attention to him?

But in the end, the dragon clan didn't say anything more, just stared straight at Morpheus and stepped back, then suddenly disappeared in place.

The Morpheus holding the Holy Gun did not understand what was going on. He felt that he had come to an inexplicable place to fight with an inexplicable dragon for inexplicable reasons. None-to be honest, it made him a little irritable.

Hedra flew over from the elders. It didn’t help much in the battle just now, but this is understandable, because the result of its random blending is that Morpheus may hurt more seriously. At this moment, the blood on the corner of the mouth was wiped. Morpheus sat on the ground and exhaled a little, and Hydera snuggled beside him, trying to warm the master, but the cold air was still consuming his energy.

Morpheus blinked, seeming to be in a trance, but when he looked up, he found another figure in front of him.

An old man with white hair but strong but not human.

The other person’s height is close to two meters. At a glance, the facial features have a thick barbarian lineage—deep eye sockets, eyebrows and bows are much higher than anyone who has seen Morpheus, and the weather-scarred skin and Thick beards piled together.

Needless to say, this must be the right one Minos asked him to find.

Morpheus stood up politely, and was about to salute the old man in front of him, but he heard a question--"Did you hurt him?"

He? Recalling that no one was injured by himself in the battle just now, Morpheus nodded directly, but the strong old man took a step forward and continued to ask: "Minos did not explain to you?"

"He gave me a map, let me come here to find--" Morpheus reached out and took out the fragment of the map, and handed it in respectfully, but was interrupted by the other party before he had finished speaking.

"My name is Corian."

The barbarian master-level strongman ignored the map and stood in this icy valley. He didn’t look like Morpheus. His frozen lips were blue and trembling, but he was covered with red light and spirited. At the age of at least 80 years old, he has sharp eyes, no childish cunning, only childlike clarity.

"Then remove the previous questions, I will only ask you one question: what are you doing here for?"

Kelian didn’t have any condoms, so he stood here and asked, not mentioning the dragon race that had just appeared, and didn’t even look at the next Hydera.

"Become stronger."

The Morpheus originally had a lot of words to say, but it ended up as two words.

But the barbarian did not change any expression, but he replied: "You injured a dragon, this strength is enough to prove that your strength can be ranked in the mainland."

He opened his arms slightly, "So, young man, what reason can you persuade me-a barbarian-to help you become stronger?"

“My strength is limited to this plane. In other places, I may just be an ant. Although I don’t think people have to get rid of the consciousness of being an ant, I need to go to a dangerous place to save my life. Friends."

"Just a friend?"

Kelian narrowed his eyes suddenly, and still pointed out the point in a straightforward way.

"Very important friend."

Morpheus nodded firmly, but suddenly found a flower in front of him, and had no time to react. The body flew out of the sudden palm!

Before it hit the ground, Morpheus was shot by the palm of his back, and he was still in the air. He gripped the sacred gun in his hand, and his eyes were caught by the other party before he could catch the figure. Squeezing his neck, he was raised in the air.

Kelian's attack didn't allow Morpheus to capture even a trace from beginning to end. In short, he didn't see how the other party did it and was completely subdued!

This is absolute power suppression. Morpheus is not suppressed by the opponent because of his negligence. He believes that even if his strength has not declined because of the environment and fatigue, he can’t parry the opponent’s ghostly and explosive attack!

"I can tell you clearly that there is no simple cause and no simple fruit in this world," Ke Lian narrowed his eyes, his tall body stretched out, pinching the Morpheus as if to lift one As easy as a rabbit, "If you can't do even the most basic honesty, how can someone who can't be worthy of question be powerful?"

This sentence made Morpheus's eyes slightly open, and he had no effort to struggle. At the moment, he endured all kinds of pain, but this did not let his will relax anymore-he remembered the original Ash The pain he endured when Kandy was tortured in the "hell" of the heretical ruling court. He suffered through countless disasters with Ashkandi. Are we going to fall on this path now?

Hydra suddenly swooped down beside him, although its body is not as terrifying as the dragon just now, but this kind of powerful impulse caused by the use of body and flight speed can not be blocked by ordinary people at all-its The head was directed at Ke Li'an, the barbarian, and he hit the opponent with unprecedented momentum!

But at the next moment, the dumbfounded scene of Morpheus appeared in front of me.

The barbarian Corian raised his other arm with one hand and just snorted, the whole body sank downwards, and the flat ice surface suddenly showed an inexplicable crack, and he gave a palm Blasted on Hydera's head-the consequence was not that he was knocked off, but that Hydera turned around under an indescribable force and was turned over by the barbarian!

This scene is unbelievable-and from the beginning to the end, Ke Li'an didn't step back!

Morpheus has completely stopped its resistance~IndoMTL.com~ He never imagined that a thorough human can still have such a power as a god, but the facts were displayed in front of him, and he should not believe it.

"You want strength? Be honest with yourself first."

Corian reached out and threw Morpheus aside. "Minos and Heisel are my students. The reason why I am willing to teach is because they are far more honest than ordinary people, and they are recognized and recommended by them. Man, I will give you another chance to answer me-why are you going to be stronger?"

Morpheus is momentarily distracted—although he feels that this old man has some strong words or is not normal, but he understands that Ashcandi can only be regarded as his “friend”?

Thinking of the words that Andalil questioned himself that made him distracted for a long time in his mind-"Do you love her?", Morpheus suddenly understood what he should say at this moment.

"It is to save the person I love."