Fairy Tail: Cutting Hu Erza from Lolita

The white holy dragon laughed maniacally.

What about your immense power? In the end, didn't you have the last laugh?

Due to the age, there are only three dragon skins that she can still use in her hands now.

And there are still a lot of restrictions on the use of these poor three skins.

Just like this dream dragon skin she uses now.

A few years ago, when it was taken out, it only took an hour to hypnotize the other party.

As a result, when she used hypnotic chanting today, it took almost three hours to barely reach the level of activating magic.

You must know that in the legend, if the dream dragon himself performs this trick, it can hypnotize the target almost instantly, and then fall into an endless dream.

"Mockup. I see that you have fine skin and tender flesh, and if you behave well, I can also consider making you my male pet. "

Because he fell into a deep sleep, Song Lang's Susanoo also passively dispersed.

The white holy dragon held Song Lang and Lucy in its claws one by one and proudly fell into the forest, humming some obscure ancient songs from time to time.

"Male pet? It turns out that my appearance is also within your aesthetic standards, and I feel quite honored.

Just when the white holy dragon thought that he had the victory in his hands, Song Lang, who was still sleeping in his claws, suddenly opened his eyes.

"You you you, why did you wake up? Haven't you just fallen into a fantasy realm? The

sudden change frightened the White Saint Dragon, and this was the first time she encountered an illusion failure.

Song Lang caught Lucy and gently put it on the tree trunk on the side, and then turned his head to look at the white holy dragon with a stunned face.

A pair of blood-red pupils emitted a strange red light, and just one look completely crushed the look in the white holy dragon's eyes.

Play magic with me? I am your ancestor!

No wonder he felt something was wrong from the beginning, it turned out that all this was the ghost of the white holy dragon.

From the very beginning of crossing the stone wall, he suddenly felt the sound of chanting, because this sound is more pronounced in the water.

Later, after going ashore, he chanted "disappear", and he didn't think too much.

But in fact, this hypnotic chant is always there, but it is basically undetectable in the air.

It wasn't until the howl of the white holy dragon just now detonated the hypnotized part that had long been buried in his subconscious like a fuse, so he fell into a deep sleep.

Although everything in the dream was very real, when Song Lang saw that the proud Elusha took the initiative to untie her clothes in front of her, she immediately found that something was wrong.

Although this was indeed the scene he dreamed of, reason told him that such a thing was impossible.

Therefore, he subconsciously used the Sharingan.

Therefore, the moment the Sharingan sacrifice came out, he broke free from the illusion.

"Come here, lie down!"

Song Lang spoke, and this time it was the turn of the white holy dragon to come over like a walking corpse.

"Pickpocket, let me see what you really look like!"

The head of the white holy dragon began to squirm, and then a girl with two dragon horns on the top of her head and a dragon tail on her back tore open the door of the holy dragon's brain and walked out.

Well? Or a pretty little girl?

Song Lang carefully looked at the half-dragon girl.

The small dragon horn is very cute, like a trendy headdress.

The limbs that gradually dragonize from the elbows and knees are like props for cosplay, and they do not affect their beauty in the slightest.

As for the tail that's thicker than the thighs?

Come on! Can there be a dragon maid super noodles, is it good?

"What's your name?" How old is it? Is it an adult?

"My name is Nana and I am over six hundred years old. I became an adult fifteen years ago. Nana

told the truth.

"Why did you leave them here?"

"Because I'm lonely. I've lived here since I was born, and there are no creatures here to communicate with me.

It wasn't until a few years ago that they burst into me and found out that each of them had their own troubles when I secretly observed them.

So in order to help them solve their troubles and also give me someone to communicate with, I used magic to trap them in their favorite dreams forever, and then lived here with me.

Nana gave a general explanation of what happened.

It also included some of what she had heard, and subconsciously she still wanted to show that she had done nothing wrong.

"You're not human, so I can understand human emotions without understanding them.

However, you have to know that even if life is full of chicken feathers, they prefer to live with their loved ones. It's not good to decide someone else's life without permission.

Song Lang explained simply, and then asked a second question:

"Tell me about your own situation, your origin, your family property, and why you stay here all the time."

"My name is Nana and I am 615 years old. According to your algorithm, you are 158 cm tall and weigh 116 kg.

(The tail and limbs are thicker, but the vision looks thinner.) Referring to the girly version of monster girls such as Gorzan)

"I now have a total of three dragon skins that can still be used, and four dragon skins that have completely lost their energy.

Since I was born, I have been carrying on the mark to tell me not to leave here, otherwise I will be hunted down endlessly. "

What's going on with those murals?"

"The Legacy Mark tells me that a tribe thrived here a long time ago. That's when my ancestors began to act as the sun here, bringing light to them and receiving their offerings.

But then I don't know why the newborns of this tribe are not as good as one generation, and after more than a thousand years of inheritance, they all died. "

Why else could it be? Isn't it because there is no contact with the outside world, genetic confusion leads to a generation that is inferior to the next?

Hearing this, Song Lang felt that Nana was also quite pitiful.

For six hundred years, living in this not big or small world, there is not even a single person who speaks, and he has long been crazy for his own words.

"One last question. Do you know what that gem in the temple is? Why did you send those people to surround us after I took it?

"That temple existed when my tribe found it. ACCORDING TO THE DOCUMENTS INSIDE AT THE TIME, THE GEM WAS SEALED WITH THE ANCIENT MAGIC STURDY. Indestructible. "

STURDY?

It sounds strong.

"Can you talk about it carefully?"

"STURDY, INDESTRUCTIBLE. Ultra-magic used by humans against beasts of prey in ancient times. Although the learning process is relatively painful, once you cultivate to the extreme, you can obtain a strong physical body that surpasses the dragon clan.

Unfortunately, this magic is only effective for the Terrans, and our clan can only offer it as if it were a holy relic. If you want to learn, all you need to do is crush the gem, and the magic sealed in it will choose whether to accept you or not. "

Choice?

DOESN'T THAT MEAN THAT STURDY, LIKE THE LULLABY ADDED EARLIER, IS A LIVING MAGIC WITH SELF-AWARENESS?

Song Lang pondered for a moment, and for a while he couldn't decide whether he wanted to try it or not.

After all, there is only one chance, and he cannot be allowed to be sloppy.