I wore it after killing the God of Light

Fenrir has no twin brothers.

But he has a lot of brothers who look a bit like him, and the possibility of turning into him to cause trouble is not ruled out.

This starts with the origin of their Tianlong.

The sky means high, representing respect for status.

He and his brothers and sisters are the children created by the first dragon in the world. Afterwards, the dragons were either created for them, or formed lineages for mutual reproduction, and many extraordinarily powerful beings appeared.

But as the ancestors of the group, their status will always be the highest, unless one day the ancestor dragon creates a "child" who is more powerful than them.

But the original giant dragon has been gone for a long time, and it is rare to contact them actively.

If it wasn't for a dragon's roar from time to time in a certain plane, they might think that he had fallen into a deep sleep and couldn't say anything.

Dragon language is short and hasty. Compared with other languages, it is more like the compression of some kind of power, which can cause storms and drive the resonance of elements.

It contains huge power, so if it is the roar of the original giant dragon, that energy can indeed pass through the void and the sea of ​​stars, and resound in the brains of dragons in all planes.

The last time I heard the roar of the primordial dragon, it seemed like only a few breaths passed.

And the natural disaster of the undead that was mentioned, according to human beings, was only a few hours ago to him.

Who made the dragon be a long-lived species that sleeps hundreds of thousands at every turn, and it is completely different from human beings' concept of time?

It was impossible for Fenrir not to remember what had just happened a few hours earlier.

He was more inclined to be a prank by one of his brothers—or sisters—than the impossible situation of amnesia that happened to him.

Because through the screen, from the indistinct roar, he really felt that only Tianlong of the same level can have coercion and strength.

To one of his brothers, it might have been just an impromptu prank, but for now, it could turn into an issue of diplomatic relations.

Fenrir rather liked the little things the mages had come up with during this time, and didn't want to take the blame for his brother.

"Can we talk in another place first? It might be a misunderstanding." Fortunately, he still remembered being polite, and didn't make a roar that belonged to the dragon clan directly here.

In addition to mages, there are ordinary people here, and opening their throats directly will cause a lot of unnecessary troubles.

For brothers and sisters who are separated by a long distance, they all communicate by roaring.

This is the convenience of Dragon Language.

Li Mingguang saw that his tone was better, and his attitude eased, "Yes, Advanced Mage Association."

He brought these dragons in, and when he turned around, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"Cang Xing, I am fully responsible for this Dragon Clan's visit. You can have objections, but I will deal with those who want to raise objections first."

He gave his name like this.

Then I received a thumbs up from Sham Shui standing in the back row, and Zi took approving glances.

——Actually, Sham Shui and Zi just wanted to see him act aggressively.

Li Mingguang realized.

But there is one thing to say, it’s really fun to pretend to be realistic, it doesn’t matter if the crowd is embarrassed or not, the real fun is when you feel good.

At least he is very happy now, and he even feels that it is not a good thing to take this trip.

You must know that he didn't think so ten minutes ago.

Only by closing the door can the dog be released smoothly.

After entering the Mage Association, these dragons can't help themselves, but he has the final say.

Li Mingguang didn't take out his staff, but spread out his palm, forming a small ice flower on the palm.

There was a crisp clicking sound accompanied by cracks extending from under his feet, except for the mage, who was barely spared, and almost the entire room was instantly filled with freezing air and frost.

Especially where the group of dragons settled down.

"Think again, have you ever met me?"

He didn't bother with any secret reminders.

Because he has always threatened people with confidence.

If Fenrir wanted to deny it, he would beat him three quarters to death, and then cut off that long Mary Sue-colored hair to make a broom.

Li Mingguang remembered very clearly what the other party said when he said goodbye to Fenrir.

They stopped the natural disaster of the undead, but because they were exhausted and didn't have enough replenishment, they ended up lying together on a certain lawn in a daze.

At that time, both of them thought that each other was very powerful, and they blew a wave of rainbow farts on each other.

He showed Fenrir the mage's gizmo, and Fenrir gave him a few drops of blood, which he swore would be fine if he drank it.

Then they chatted about each other's experiences for a while. Fenrir said that the children of their ethnic group were more difficult to bring up, and he also complained about his subordinates with weird personalities.

In short, getting along is so pleasant that Fenrir swears that having dragon's blood is equivalent to having a connection, and he will definitely come to play with him and invite him to visit his collection and treasure house.

Oh, and he also promised to give away collectibles.

Compared with this giant dragon's attitude of not intending to admit it at all, and running away after whoring, it seems that he actually believes it is true, he is naive, young and easy to deceive.

Thinking of the bunch of gadgets he gave away, Li Mingguang couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

He was clearly aiming at reciprocity and long-term investment, so why did he lose money here?

It's better not to establish diplomatic relations.

He directly picked up all the giant dragons here, and the Mage Association scored fifty-five points, filling the material library and forgetting.

Only in this way can he make up for his loss.

Fenrir shielded his fellow clan behind him without a trace, and looked at him with scrutiny.

Although the mage was only a slender boy with soft white fingers and few scars from experiments and spell burns, in terms of strength, Fenrir believed that he was definitely comparable to himself.

It might even be stronger.

Petite and cute, but strong, Fenrir was poked.

The Dragon Clan has always admired the strong and loves that strength. In addition, the human body is too small, so it is easy to arouse their love.

It's a bit like the human mentality of liking those cute but fierce pets.

For all he knew, almost all of his brothers and sisters wouldn't mind turning back into their real body, being ridden by a human like this, or having him looped around their tail among piles of gems and gold coins.

But Fenrir had never heard of any brother or sister who had been with such a human being.

Putting yourself in their shoes, it would seem unreasonable to have such a lovely and powerful human being without showing off.

"It must be a misunderstanding," he reiterated.

Eager to get rid of the bad impression before, Fenlier's eyes are much more eager than before.

He is a crystal dragon, and his eyes can also reflect different colors of light.

Li Mingguang looked at him, looking at his ever-changing eyes like aurora, no matter how many times he wanted to complain about Mary Su.

To be honest, he actually wants to have it, it looks so cool.

Thinking this way, he didn't pay attention to Sham Shui and Zi, and those present felt that most mages had silently turned their heads away because of the light pollution.

——Today's mage aesthetics are still not so gregarious.

"Misunderstanding." He repeated, "Would you like to say next time that your twin brother named Fenrir did it?"

"My brother's name is not Fenrir, but Hydra."

Fenrir subconsciously denied it, and was immediately embarrassed.

"...No, it's my sister. We were created one after the other. We are all crystals, very similar to our father."

Li Mingguang didn't care about his father and sister's affairs, "You said it was a misunderstanding, what kind of misunderstanding is that?"

"The strength of each of our celestial dragons is equal. I believe that what you see is indeed a celestial dragon, but it is definitely not me."

Fenrir explained seriously, "When the undead disaster happened, I hadn't woken up from my nap. What you saw might be other brothers and sisters who pretended to be my appearance."

"Oh."

Li Mingguang was indifferent.

Just in case, he created a closed space for other mages who wanted to listen to gossip.

"So that's not you, that's what you mean, right?"

Fenrir nodded.

"Since you know it's not you, you should have identified who it is, right? Aren't they your brothers and sisters?"

The mage said very easily, "Tell me his name and location, and the communication will continue, as if the previous things didn't happen."

Fenrir: ...

He thought too.

But this is really not sure.

Tianlongs are basically scattered in various planes and have their own separate groups. Unless the birth dates are similar, there is really not much friendship.

Except for showing off, other things are generally rarely communicated with roars.

Even if he contacts, it depends on whether other Tianlong are willing to reply.

And Fenrir was also worried. After the cry came out, other dragons rushed over to see the mage.

Theoretically speaking, he should be the first to discover it, but in the end the mage might be carried on the back by other dragons. It is very sad to think about it.

"I can ask for you, but it may take a long time to get an answer, and the result may not be found." After thinking about it, Fenrir decided to consider this method at the end, "Do you remember any other characteristics of that dragon? ?”

"Looks just like you." Li Mingguang rolled his eyes, "There are a lot of words, righteousness, no more."

Too little information to judge.

Fenrir embraced the last hope, "...Then, have you seen his main body? Even if he becomes like me, his main body still retains some of the original features."

Tianlong is unique, perhaps this can be used as evidence.

Li Mingguang confirmed again and again, and found that he did not have any impression of the dragon's body. From the moment he met, the other party used a human form.

Not even a tail was exposed once.

He shook his head, "No."

"...Then let me ask for you." Fenrir sighed, not really wanting to share the mage with his brothers and sisters, "But you have to believe that I am the most beautiful dragon."

What does this have to do with looking good?Li Mingguang was puzzled, and then heard a clear dragon chant.

Compared with what he heard before, it was clearer and more tender.

In other words, it is true that Fenrir did not deliberately play dumb.

Only then did he completely believe Tianlong's words.

However, Li Mingguang still felt a little regretful that he didn't have the opportunity to scour all these dragons up and down.

He also sighed, "I'm sorry to trouble you, the main reason is that he promised me something after he taught me Dragon Language."

Fenrir called halfway, and stopped abruptly after hearing what the mage said, "Are you a Dragon Whisperer?"

Dragon language is more complicated, and there will be some blood requirements.

The little mage can speak dragon language, which means that he may have drunk dragon blood or something.

If I said earlier, he didn't need to contact other Tianlong just now.

"Our brothers and sisters..." He didn't know how to explain, and he frowned for a while and thought for a while, "Although we all use the dragon language, there are some differences between our dragon language."

"You humans can't hear it, and you can't distinguish it. Only we know the difference."

Li Mingguang groaned, puzzled: "...Accent?"

Fenrir didn't go into detail, but he already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on.

Raising his eyebrows, he smoothly switched to Dragon Language, and a short, low-pitched sound came out of his throat.

"—Whose Dragon Language is this?"

He didn't get an answer, only saw Tianlong shrink violently, uncontrollably revealing his vertical pupils.

As if he had been greatly shocked by something, after a long time, the young man struggled to speak, with seven points of confusion and three points of hesitation.

"...it doesn't belong to any of my siblings."

This belongs to his nominal father.

The author has something to say: OUO suddenly appeared!

Going out to eat, I may post this chapter first when I update it later.

I can’t help but add the character _(:з」∠)_ after Tianlong

Then the appearance of the crystal dragon...probably refer to the card of the same name in ygo (?) Anyway, the dragon cancer thinks it is ok (you)