Repair Package

“Boom—boom—boom—”

When the bell rang as an alarm, the residents who were protected by the dragon clan fell into panic. The chaos caused by the earthquake had just ended, and many things were scattered on the ground. The townspeople looked at each other and saw the confusion in their expressions.

"What happened? Why did the alarm suddenly go off?!"

“What happened to the earthquake just now?”

"Where's Lord Edward? I just saw him flying back from the canyon. Did something happen there?"

Panic spread. Everyone knew that this town was next to a dangerous canyon, but the long period of peace had already paralyzed everyone.

Since Edward came here, the lives of the townspeople have become more peaceful. Although this place is relatively remote and poor, the golden-haired dragon has always been very generous. Even though he has a persistent pursuit of wealth, he has not levied taxes like some bloodline people. Under his management, the whole town is in order and the people live a good life.

As the alarm bell rang, the figure of the Bloodline floated in the air. The chaotic crowd immediately found their backbone, and looked at each other with trust, waiting for guidance.

They couldn't see each other clearly, only a deep and solemn voice came from above: "Something strange has happened in the canyon. The green dragon has escaped with the help of the Black Mist believers. You guys should leave here quickly. I will stop it."

This news was like a bomb dropped into the deep water, and the crowd exploded immediately. The townspeople had no doubts about the nobles' words, and they hurried to pack their bags. No one noticed the mist that was spreading, with a barely detectable smell on their bodies. For some monsters, it can be clearly heard even hundreds of miles away.

The Dragonborn flew high into the sky, hiding his figure behind the clouds, and looked down at the crowd with cold eyes. The bubbles circled around him, and Chimera's voice was slightly surprised: "I thought you would make this your base."

"They know [Edward] too well, so they all have to die. I can't do anything, so it's up to you."

Edward had made plans long ago. This was indeed a good base, but he needed a safe identity, so sacrificing some interests was not a big deal. After leaving his body, his control over his talent was slowly disappearing. At present, he had done his best to achieve this.

"I've prepared it for you."

On the other side of the bubble, the Bloodline Man standing in the mountains answered happily.

Anyone who saw his true appearance would think they were seeing a nightmare. He stood upright and was twice as tall as an ordinary person. His upper body was that of a strong man with naked muscles, and his lower body had the body of a sheep and a snake's tail, with bat wings sprouting from his back.

Deformed, weird, horrible, crazy.

His face was full of joy at the slaughter ahead, and in front of him were many ferocious monsters, lizard-like in shape, with cloudy eyes, each with a restraint collar around its neck, tied with a special rope, held in the hands of the corresponding Black Mist believers to prevent these monsters from running away.

Hiding in the mountains is easy. The green dragon provided them with a passport to the kingdom of God and a part of the skeleton. Through research, Chimera successfully cultivated a group of degraded experimental subjects and made corresponding inducers and gave them to the green dragon.

As early as when he contacted them and arranged this plan, he ordered his subordinates to bring the experimental subjects here. This was the agreed ending, and it was also an actual combat exercise to test the combat power of these monsters.

"Take them to the foot of the mountain and prepare to start the experiment."

The Black Mist followers followed the instructions and quickly brought it down the mountain. They tied the rope to a nearby stone, set up the automatic unlocking device, and quickly left. These monsters did not distinguish between friend and foe, and they would be killed even if they stayed. As soon as the black-robed people left, the collars on the lizard monsters' necks fell off with a sound.

The dazed monster seemed to have just woken up from sleep, roaring wildly, with bloodshot pupils. After smelling the attractant, it immediately ran in that direction.

A family of townspeople had just left the town, hurrying along. The middle-aged man who was the pillar of the village kept looking back and urging his young son, "Hurry up, it's not safe here!"

The boy, about seven or eight years old, carrying a bag on his back, followed his family silently. He took two steps to catch up with his father, and his little face was covered with sweat.

The mother looked distressed and said, "With Lord Edward here, it won't be a problem. We will be able to come back soon."

The middle-aged man's brows were wrinkled, and deep furrows formed on his face. He was old, and had migrated here from another place with his family when he was a child. He had seen the tragic scene of a large-scale invasion of monsters.

"It's hard to say. I don't think Lord Edward is sure either, otherwise he wouldn't have asked us to leave. Let's go quickly."

He was not the only one who thought so. People left the town in droves, forming a long line along the road and heading away from the canyon. Not long after they walked, the people at the front discovered something unusual.

"The ground... seems to be shaking? Is there another earthquake?"

Some people murmured to themselves, and others soon noticed this. The ground shook more and more, and in the horrified eyes, some dark shadows suddenly appeared on the edge of the earth. When they saw what it was, everyone couldn't help but pause.

That's a monster!

“Run away!!”

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he uttered a fierce warning from his throat. The entire team was immediately disorganized. They scattered in panic and wanted to escape. But in this situation, dispersing would only accelerate their transformation into food for the monster.

The lizard monster had no wings, but it ran extremely fast, like a reef separating the waves, and it collided directly with the team!

Crying, trampling, screaming, wailing. Amid the spurting of blood, the man saw a monster rushing towards his wife, and the woman subconsciously hugged her child and let out a piercing scream.

Without thinking, he rushed over and knocked the two men down. The lizard monster's tongue rubbed against his shoulder, directly tearing off a whole piece of flesh.

The monster became more excited after tasting the blood. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the fallen man. The latter's face turned pale, and the fishy smell from his mouth hit his face. The premonition of death made his mind go blank, and the whole person froze in place.

“Swoosh—”

Just when it was about to bite the human, there was a slight sound of breaking air. A long spear made of fire fell from the sky and stabbed the monster directly into the ground.

The lizard monster struggled in pain, and the spear suddenly exploded. The flames tore through the hard scales and devoured the fresh flesh. The surging red burned the corpse clean, as cold as the north wind blowing across the wasteland.

The family stared blankly at the flames slowly dying out, but more spears of fire fell from the sky, like a dazzling group of meteors, drawing graceful arcs in the air and accurately hitting the monsters one by one.

Amid the burst of sparks, people subconsciously looked up, trying to see who was helping them.

A huge black door opened in the air, and swirling black mist overflowed from the door, with countless fine red threads in the middle.

A dragon wrapped in cold flames slowly walked out of the door. The red-haired young man riding on the dragon looked down at the earth. He couldn't see anything clearly under the flaming helmet, but this did not affect people's hearts from beating wildly!

Who hasn't imagined the appearance of a dragon after hearing those ancient stories? And who hasn't wanted to be a knight who saves people from danger!

The flames lifted the dragon's wings, and it leaped into the sky, leaving a long, narrow tail behind it. In a place that no one could see, the dragon quickly found the dragonborn who was also flying high in the sky. The latter looked at them with a subtle and surprised expression: "I didn't expect you were still alive."

The soul fire hidden in its eye sockets burned fiercely, and the dragon roared silently at him, causing the dragonborn to laugh mockingly.

He didn't take the other party seriously at all. The golden dragons were all arrogant fools with no way of thinking. Even in a thousand years, they would never be able to beat him.

Edward's attention was focused on the human on it. Under his scorching gaze, the dragon rider lifted his mask, revealing his handsome face.

This was a sharp look that could hurt the eyes. The thin eyelids drooped carelessly. Anyone who saw this face would wonder if it was kind. But the master didn't care about this at all. With a smile on his lips, he poked holes in the other's sensitive nerves.

"I'm sorry you took so much trouble not to die in the canyon."

"I would rather you be blown to pieces. That would be the best gift for me."

Edward sneered, his cheerful features now filled with coldness. After losing the need to disguise himself, the green dragon that had exchanged bodies with humans showed its fangs without hesitation, almost wanting to tear the other's body apart.

"I don't know how you did it, but this is the end of it for you and that idiot."

This was not something that was prepared for the other party, but there was no need to hide it now. Edward's chest swelled and he let out a low dragon roar. As the sound waves spread, Oleus subconsciously raised his hand, and the newly formed flaming spear collided with the attacking object, creating clanging sparks. The latter missed the attack and quickly moved away, revealing a strange yet familiar face.

That is Ya'an, and that is not Ya'an.

He has the same face as Yaan, with enchanting blue eyes, and the part below the waist is an eagle's claws. His arms have turned into wings, and he flies in the air easily.

Chimera flew over slowly, first looked at the swordsman and the dragon, then smiled and said: "So you rely on blood to control them."

If you look closely, you will find that the cold flames surrounding the young man are tinged with red. It is precisely because of his own blood that he can control these flames at will without any profiteers.

Even though this was discovered, Oreius remained fearless. He stared at [Yaan], raised his hand, and a flaming spear appeared in his palm out of thin air. It exuded a cold and clean air.

The person being stared at sighed, remembering how horrible the other person had been before: "I don't want to fight this monster."

"Don't forget our agreement, Falcon. I didn't let you out of the lab just to say sad things."

"Humans are such a problem—"

The Falcon complained, and the next second, he appeared in front of Oreius. Even Yaan himself didn't have such speed, only monsters could achieve teleportation-like movement. The claws that were strong enough to cut through steel hit Oreius' chest directly, which was the Falcon's favorite attack method, relying on brute force to dig out the opponent's heart directly!

The flowing flames formed a shield, blocking the attack for the young man. Edward suddenly attacked again, but the fire dragon naturally would not let him succeed, and fiercely swung its tail to block the opponent's attack route. The jade-white bones collided with the weapon, and Edward's eyebrows were depressed.

"I should have just killed you then..."

The dragon snorted at him disdainfully. The man and the dragon faced the three men and fought fiercely. No one noticed that a figure suddenly appeared in the quiet village. He reached out and touched the golden wall of the Viscount's mansion, and he could actually see the color of love on the mask painted with paint.

“I didn’t expect the people here to have such good taste.”

The profiteer was overjoyed and reluctant to leave, not caring at all that someone was beating him upside down. He touched again and again, then withdrew his hand and walked towards the Viscount's mansion.

The road was unobstructed, and even if there were still some loyal servants left in the mansion, they were all avoided by the visitor in advance. He found his destination with familiarity, opened the door and walked in. A dark shadow slid out from his shadow and merged back into Shaken's shadow.

The merchant walked around him twice, and with a glance, the information immediately appeared clearly in his eyes. "This guest is young, but the injuries are serious. Let me take a look... He can't wake up because he was mentally traumatized, and the wounds on his body were corroded. He must have been lost in the illusion for a while..."

The profiteer muttered something, stretched out his hand to the other party, and the bandage flew up and wrapped around Shaken's body, his tone full of expectation.

"Orelius said you are very rich. Let me see how rich you are... Wow! A big client! You can't miss this!"

Shaken was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, unaware that he was wrapped in bandages. His unconscious consciousness continued to fall, and he stepped on the ground in a daze.

He seemed to be dreaming.

Shaken was clearly aware of this, he was standing in front of a small shop in a corner holding a stack of checks, facing the dilapidated shop door in front of him, he was a little confused for a moment.

He had just been fighting hard with the Black Mist followers, and his memory was still stuck on the time when he was attacked from behind. How did he suddenly end up here?

If it wasn't a dream, the surroundings wouldn't be so dim. But the small shop in front of him was very real, and he could even see the dust in the air. A mysterious force drove Shaken, and he couldn't help but open the door and walk in.

There was an old-fashioned oil lamp hanging inside, and the house was so low that he had to bend down to enter. There were strange things on the shelves on both sides, without any labels.

Behind the old counter stood a strange black-robed businessman. He wore a pale mask with a rough expression painted with paint. For some reason, Shaken could see a sense of enthusiasm and joy in it.

He was quite familiar with this expression.

Every time he went to the machine shop to buy wholesale goods, the store manager had this expression when he paid. He looked at him as if he was looking at a walking Robbie.

Shaken swallowed subconsciously and was about to ask where this was when he heard the merchant speak enthusiastically, his voice was neither high nor low, neither light nor heavy, and except for being able to distinguish gender, everything was just in the middle.

This way of speaking was so peculiar that Shaken only noticed what he said after analyzing the other person's voice.

"Welcome to the shop of the profiteer, Mr. Shaken. You are expected to remain in a coma for another 18 days, and it will take 21 days, 15 hours and 6 minutes for all the wounds on your body to heal. We are now offering a special repair package. Would you like to pay in cash or pledge your belongings?"

Shaken: “???”

Is it okay to say that you are a dishonest businessman? Are there really fools who buy things from this store? ?

A few minutes later, Shaken was facing a small broken screen that was broadcasting the outside world live. While watching Oleis riding a dragon fighting three people, he was also listening to the enthusiastic introduction of the product.

"Look, this guest is using the Icefield Fire Package, which can attack or defend, and has first-class flexibility. We also have the Sand Breath Package, which has a first-class binding effect, giving you the most ideal single-player experience in a multiplayer battle. And we also have the Super Defense Package, no one can hurt you!"

The profiteer used his emotions and reason to persuade Shaken, who was so moved that he silently spent the money on the old counter.

Buy!

He is that fool, he wants to buy them all!

The blond nobleman was ruthless. He pointed at Oleus on the screen and said decisively, "Except for the repair package, give him all the rest!"