Chapter 409: Suddenly Robbed by the French Guards
"Come and see, he has turned into a lizard, hahaha."
"This isn't a lizard, it's a dragon!"
"How can there be such a skinny dragon in the world?"
"There are skinny wrestlers!"
Clan, who had turned into a dragon head, was definitely the focus of everyone's attention on the street. His funny appearance caused people to talk about it, and he had to turn his head to refute from time to time.
Damn, aren’t the human bodies with dragon heads in myths and legends very handsome? The dragon-blooded warriors in the Warrior Kingdom are also pretty good-looking. Why do they look so dry on me?
In the end, Clan no longer had the energy to argue with passers-by, and just begged Dahl for a hood to cover his face.
"Show it," Dahl said, unmoved, "so that you will know how to restrain yourself next time you encounter something strange."
Clan was in tears.
However, to be fair, apart from the shortcomings in appearance, he actually felt the power of the dragon head.
His five senses have developed a lot, with a series of magic that enhance the senses, such as intermediate eagle eyes, wind hearing, perception, dog nose, etc. He feels that he can even change his job to a ranger who uses a bow and arrow.
The strength of the body or the strength of the brain has increased. Ordinary weapons hitting the dragon head is like chopping hard rock, especially the pair of dragon horns, which are extraordinarily hard.
In addition to his five senses and physical strength, he can now breathe fire!
"Gulp, gulp. Hiccup!"
Perhaps because he drank the water too quickly, he burped involuntarily, and as a result, a hot current suddenly surged up in his throat. He opened his mouth uncontrollably, and flames shot up into the sky!
Fierce tongues of fire licked the sky. Isn't the effect comparable to the advanced fire tongue technique?
Having discovered the new world, Clan was playful and generous. He tried to close his mouth and let the flames brew in his mouth for a while, then opened his mouth and spit out -
Successfully spit out a fireball!
As natural as blowing smoke rings!
His eyes flashed with excitement, but before he could come up with more ways to play, the French guard next to him violently closed his mouth and said helplessly: "Are you playing with fire on the street? Do you want to be caught by the guards again?"
Clan shut his mouth obediently, but he was thinking in his heart: There is a stone that can turn a head into a dragon's head, so is there a stone that can turn a body into a dragon? Just a dragon head makes me feel much better, it would be great if the body could also turn into a dragon.
He fantasized about turning into a four-legged dragon. Even a two-legged flying dragon would be handsome enough.
Soon after, they arrived at a clinic.
"Hiss, your symptoms are really..." The doctor took a breath, "Human-dragon hybrid? No, no matter how you think about it, you can't get in!"
If the doctor is helpless, then go to the priest.
"Your symptoms don't seem like a curse. According to the results of the magical test, it seems that your head has been like this since you were born."
Obviously, the pastor was helpless.
"How long do we have to walk? I told you that once I die, the dragon head will automatically disappear." Clan didn't want to be watched on the street anymore.
Just now, many adventurers came over to ask him how he got his brain, and they actually seemed eager to try. Some even came up to him and praised him for being handsome.
It turns out that people's aesthetics cannot be generalized.
After soliciting everyone's opinions, Clan shared the information about how the dragon head came from. This information was not a big secret in the first place. It can be predicted that in the future, a large number of people will go to the Fran Fortress to brush the [Painting World "Hawkwood"].
"Have you not figured it out yet? Treating you is secondary. Our main goal is to verify the effect of the dragon head stone you mentioned," a Fran guard said. "Now it's proven that the thing is really magical. It can change a person into a different species out of thin air!"
Dahl blinked and said in surprise: "I am really looking for a doctor for Crane."
These words touched Clan, who had just wanted to say "I will be sad if you say that", and he even wanted to hug him.
In the end, I couldn't find anyone who could heal me, so the matter was left unresolved. If I want to change back, I can only wait until tomorrow to go into the dungeon and die again.
"I actually think the feeling of a dragon head is pretty good. Not only does it enhance your senses, but it can also spit fire. How about I not change back?"
Crane continued to think like this until he lay down on his bed and tried to sleep but found that he couldn't lie on his side.
"Change back, I must change back! It's hell not being able to sleep on my side!"
Before going to bed, he told Hawkwood everything he had heard.
"He said that those who yearn for the path of the ancient dragon seem to be pursuing a nameless god. Legend has it that the god lives in seclusion in a place that people cannot find. The only way to see him is to ring a big bell, but he didn't say where the big bell is."
"If it were an ordinary myth, I would just treat it as a legend, but this is from the underground city of Thane, so," Fingri thought, "maybe we can really encounter that bell."
"What you said makes me excited and scared."
People discussed the legend of the ancient dragon with great interest for a while, but when the moon was high in the sky, their high spirits could not overcome the physiological reaction of wanting to sleep.
Fingri said goodbye to Dal and his friends who were staying in the hotel temporarily, and returned to his small villa in the royal city, intending to take a shower and rest.
However, under the moonlight, a beautiful girl with long black hair was leaning against the door of his house, her head nodding as if she had fallen asleep. She woke up immediately after hearing his approaching footsteps.
"Matilda? Why are you looking for me so late?" Fingerly asked curiously.
"Of course it's something important. I've been looking for you for a whole day, but you didn't even bring a voice transmission tool."
Matilda, who rarely wore Hell Marching clothes, took out an envelope with a gold-embossed pattern and handed it to Fingerly. The envelope had obviously been opened.
"This is?"
Fingerly took the letter, read it, and whistled subconsciously.
"It's a commission from the palace," Matilda stretched, "but it was sent by Eliphis's men."
"Eliphis?"
Let’s go back to today’s daytime.
"It still doesn't work."
Eliphis stared at the crimson demon egg in his hand with a frown.
No matter how he filled himself with negative emotions, he was unable to make the fallen demon egg react, as if it had no interest in him at all.
But why? Why did the Demon Egg, which even the most ordinary people could use, have no reaction in Eliphis' hands?
He wants to gain power!
With a sigh, he put the fallen demon egg back into his pocket. On the long table in front of him were the things that needed to be dealt with today, but he couldn't read a single word.
"What is inside that starry sky?"
Not long ago, he felt in his sleep that his body was controlled by something and stood at attention for some unknown reason.
He was surrounded by a great fear at that time. He saw purple stars in the depths of his consciousness and thought he was going to die. However, within a few minutes, his body regained control.
From then on, he understood that there was something hidden in the starry sky. If that unknown existence could control him once, there would definitely be a second time.
He must make himself strong enough to break free from that control!
“Beep.”
A knock on the door brought his thoughts to a halt.
"Enter."
It was Sally who came in and said, "Captain, your equipment has been delivered. You can use it when you and Princess Celina enter the Thane Underground City in the afternoon."
"Yeah." Eliphis nodded, and Sally stepped out, giving him peace.
Ever since the news of Gwyndolin's series of events came out, Selene had been extremely excited, asking to enter the Thane dungeon all day long, and specifically asking to enter the painting world of Anor Londo.
The ministers acquiesced anyway, but who would accompany the princess in? The most suitable candidate was Eliphis, who would become the king's husband in the eyes of outsiders.
So things have become what they are now. He has to go to Thane with the princess in the afternoon.
Eliphis had no intention of playing house with the princess, so he just pretended in front of outsiders. He planned to use his unique talent to change Selene's mind once they entered the dungeon and make her lose interest in everything related to Sean.
However, if he were to change Selene's mind now, perhaps he wouldn't even need to pretend in the afternoon. Otherwise, he could just go now -
“Beep.”
There was another knock on the door. Eliphis frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Captain, there is a guest from afar who wants to see you."
Guests from afar?
etc!
"Come in."
The door opened and an old man walked in. He looked dusty and his clothes were dirty, as if he had just experienced a war. His face was cunning and every wrinkle told of his treachery, giving people the feeling that he was a fake.
Eliphis looked at the other party with a twitching eye. After his men left, he said coldly:
"I remember that I unilaterally cut off cooperation with you. How come you priests don't hate me yet? Why are you looking for me again?"
"That's not what you said, Eliphis."
The old man scratched his head, his skin cracked, revealing protruding hard horns. The identity of this man was self-evident - he was a demon!
"Of course Priest Kagumala is holding a grudge against you, but I am here to discuss cooperation on behalf of other priests."
"who?"
"Lord Ounora, you may not have heard of her name, but she is the most outstanding priest in recent years, and her future achievements are limitless."
"Oh, only in the future."
Eliphis sat back in his chair and threw a random cushion at the old man.
"This is Lady Ounora's sincerity. I believe you will not refuse it."
The old man suddenly opened his stomach and took out something wrapped in mucous membrane. The moment the mucous membrane was torn open, the palm-sized thing immediately turned into a backpack half a person's height?
The backpack was filled with red demon eggs!
"This is the latest fallen demon egg that we have cultivated. It is much better than the outdated stuff you have."
Eliphis grabbed one at lightning speed and poured magic into it, but this so-called improved version still had no effect on him. The look of expectation on his face faded, and he felt bored: "I still have a lot of stock, but there are few places where I can use it in the future. This kind of thing has no appeal to me."
"Hehe, what about this?"
The old man solemnly took out a box and opened it, revealing a fallen demon egg with a strange dark green color.
When he saw this thing, Eliphis was shocked. He felt as if the other party was calling him.
"Higher quality Fallen Demon Eggs can allow the user to at least gain the power of a descendant of the Demon King. Even Lady Ounora only has two. Is the sincerity we have shown enough?"
Eliphis' eyes were burning, and he was about to say something.
"Beep, beep, beep"
There was another knock on the door, and Sally's voice came, "Captain, it's time for lunch. We have to meet the princess in the afternoon."
"I'm busy, so I'll just ask an adventurer to go with her!"
Eliphis directly used his unique talent. Sally outside was stunned for a moment, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he obeyed the order and left.
After being disturbed by this, his excitement calmed down and he asked:
"What is your purpose in taking out such valuable chips?"
"Hey, that's a good question."
The old man smiled cunningly and said:
"I have no idea."
"?"
Eliphis slowly typed a question mark.
The old man shrugged and said helplessly:
"I really don't know. The letter written by Lady Honora herself is in another compatriot's possession. She still doesn't trust me very much. In fact, I have more than a dozen compatriots traveling with me this time."
"What about the others?" Eliphis asked curiously.
"Killed."
Eliphis's expression became even more strange. Was he killed? Was he killed by the Kingdom's garrison after his whereabouts were exposed? Or...
The old man said indignantly:
"We were just walking down the street that day, but we were surrounded by a group of humans riding wolves!"
"Those guys started fighting as soon as they saw us. They didn't even give us time to negotiate. You've never seen that before. They even liked to howl like wolves while fighting. They were more wolfish than werewolves. I've never seen such humans in all my years!"
"And they love to torture and kill! I saw with my own eyes a bastard crush my compatriots into meat balls, and some of them even had their bodies turned inside out! How did you humans come up with these disgusting tricks?"
Eliphis covered his face, not knowing what to say. He guessed who the organization that was blocking the old man was.
Who else could it be besides the Flan Guard?
It turns out that the Fran guard had a fight with the old man and his gang when he was on a business trip not long ago!
"Then why did you come to me if you don't know what your master wants?" Eliphis's expression was almost unbearable.
"Don't worry, our compatriot who brought the letter has managed to escape. We have split into two groups to avoid pursuit."
The old man looked as if he was sure of victory, and said:
"We agreed to meet in the royal city. Although this is his first time in the human world, I told him the route. He should be here soon. Then we will know what Lady Ounora wants!"
at the same time.
Somewhere in the scorching desert, the compatriot the old man mentioned is walking here at this moment. He is a young man who looks silly.
He saw the towering city appearing in front of him, his heart was filled with joy, and he quickly ran over.
"We're finally here! This is a huge city. This should be the place our compatriots were talking about."
Entering the towering city, he found the patrolling guard and asked, "Hello, I would like to ask where the Light Eagle Group is stationed?"
The guards with flying dragons on their armor looked at each other and asked, "What do you want from the Light Eagle Group?"
"Does this have anything to do with you? I naturally have my own things to do."
"Of course it does."
The guard waved his hand and shouted:
"We arrested this enemy spy and he actually came to the Imperial Capital to ask the Light Eagle Group. Are you crazy?"
The young demon was surrounded by guards and was stunned for a moment. He asked, "Aren't the Light Eagles heroes of your country?"
"A great hero? He should be a mortal enemy!"
The guard slapped him.
"They are the enemies of our warrior nation!"
(End of this chapter)
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