Dragon Contract God

The old man with a resolute face is smiling and standing beside a stone throne in the center of the entire palace, holding a black metal staff in his left hand that is a head taller than him. The top of the staff is a ring with a fist-sized blue crystals.

Seeing this old man, Mo Le couldn't feel any tyrannical coercion, but felt that there was an indescribable...sacred feeling in that middle-sized figure!

Inexplicably, he felt that what the old man said was credible. He promised not to hurt himself and Rex, so he must do what he said. At the moment, he didn't know how to react. Looking at Rex, he obeyed the old man's invitation and sat on a stone chair that he had ordered.

After getting close, Mole was shocked to realize that the crystal inlaid on the top of the magic wand in the old man's hand was the magic core only in the body of a top-level monster!There is no illusion that can simulate the breath of the magic core so realistically. Mo Le once used a magic core to cast the protective barrier of the dragon clan, and he knows it all too well!

It's not illusion, it's teleportation.

Teleportation is a ninth-level magic, but being able to teleport two people to another place so lightly has already surpassed the ninth-level category and reached the level of a master.There's only one person in Mad Dog City who fits that bill.

Even if Mo Le didn't want to admit it, he still had to be sure that he had met the actual master of Mad Dog City, the legendary strongest master—Hamilsa!

Chapter 47 This kid is my hope to take the last step, how can I let you kill him?

"It's really interesting to find two giant dragons that have turned into humans by chance."

Hamirsa looked at Moller and Rex with interest, as if an old man with a childlike heart discovered something interesting: "Can you explain to me why you became like this?"

Moller swallowed nervously, and gently comforted the tense Rex with his hands. Ever since he saw Hamilsa, he has been staring at him like a beast. Although the prey cubs under him were powerless to resist, they tried their best to look at each other with wide-eyed eyes.

"Because my parents were captured by a human magician, and other monsters chased and killed us, in order to survive, I used the human-changing curse in the inheritance magic on myself. It's just to survive among the human race." Mo Le briefly introduced What happened, he didn't dare to lie in front of such a strong person, he just blurred some details so as not to reveal his uniqueness.

Hamirsa did not pursue the secrets he intentionally concealed, but nodded with a smile and said: "A few years ago, I heard that there was a high-spirited young man named Nimoyati in the Popoli Kingdom. I caught two giant dragons from Erun Forest, and became a master of dragon-controlling magic praised by everyone. I didn’t expect you to be the descendants of those two giant dragons.”

Moller could only be speechless, thinking that the magician with purple hair and white robe was really called Nimoyati, and looking at Rex's expression, he obviously remembered the information Hamilsa said , After the attention was diverted, he was no longer afraid anymore, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, some things still couldn't be avoided.

"Curse of becoming human."

Hamirsa seemed to be chewing on the connotation of this term, and then said lightly: "For a naturally powerful dragon, becoming a human is indeed a curse. Do you feel sad now?"

Although the other party showed no signs of getting angry, Mole's hairs were already standing on end. He just felt that even if he said something wrong at this time, he would be wiped out by the other party. However, he still could only tell the truth: "In the beginning, the five senses changed. It is indeed a bit sad to be dull, and now because of the hindrance of the curse, the strength is stagnant at a low level and cannot improve, and it is also very troublesome, but human civilization is amazing, and life here is also very interesting.”

Hamirsa smiled, looked at Moller carefully and said: "You can like nature, but compared with other intelligent races, the human race is inherently weaker, and 'civilization' can be said to be the only thing we can do. Good thing, if you learn it, and the dragon race grows stronger in the future, is there still room for our human race under this sky—I heard that you have become a talented alchemist magician, Do you think I want to kill you right here to avoid future troubles?"

Moller's heart was full of alarm bells. He knew that this was a matter of life and death. For this magic master who had reached this level of strength, finding him and Rex might be just an interesting pastime, so it was always a matter of life and death. A casual and kind expression, but once what he said failed to dispel the other party's murderous intentions, what greeted him and Rex would be a catastrophe!

Mole's heartstrings were tense to the extreme, and his forehead quickly began to sweat, but in order to make the best response, he had to use all his willpower to force himself to calm down, but it was only two or three seconds, He successively experienced the two extremely challenging mentalities of "trembling, sweating profusely" and "trembling, not daring to sweat".

In a very short few seconds, Moller didn't have time to think too much, so he had to work hard to organize his words and expounded his usual views: "You don't have to worry about the threat from the dragon. In my opinion, our dragon clan As long as you can guarantee that your race will not be eliminated by the human race, you will be considered very lucky!"

"Oh? You actually think so?" Hanmilsa was really interested in Moller's point of view. He didn't expect that the proud and arrogant Dragon Clan would claim to be weak, so he asked him to continue talking.

Moller tried his best to gather his energy and talked eloquently: "You know, because of the hunting needs caused by magic power and size, a vast forest with a radius of thousands of miles can usually only accommodate one or two top-level monsters like giant dragons, so the natural strength is precisely Limit the number of giant dragons. Compared with humans, there are very few giant dragons. Even if the power is very different, if thousands of human warriors fight with giant dragons, if both of them die in the end, they will definitely suffer. It is the dragon clan, because compared to the huge population of the human race, an army of several thousand people is nothing, but for the dragon clan whose offspring are difficult to reproduce, and each dragon needs hundreds of years of accumulation to grow, any one of the same race The loss is a very heavy price."

"In addition, human civilization is only applicable to human beings. Giant dragons have their own inherited memory, and the knowledge in it can't be learned even if it takes a thousand years of life. If you switch to learning human skills, it's just putting the cart before the horse. Things. So, you really don’t need to regard our two little dragons that haven’t grown up as a threat!”

When he said the last sentence, Mo Le's tone could not help but beseech. Even though he secretly hated his dignity for being ruined, he didn't care so much at this time in order to survive.

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Hammel Saha laughed, looked at Moller with some appreciation, and said: "It's really a unique insight. I have to say, your statement points to the essence, I really don't need to treat you as a threat."

Hearing this, Mole was only slightly relieved, and his worries did not diminish. After all, even if it is not a threat, the race is different. In the eyes of human magicians, the dragon is a mobile treasure house!

Hamirsa seemed to see Mole's worry, so he said again: "At my level, unless it is the nine dragon kings of your clan, it is not worth my shot, even if it is a thousand-year-old dragon and Its treasures are just ordinary things to me—since I have determined that you are not a threat, I have something to entrust to you."

Hearing this, Mo Le was really relieved, and if he had something to do, he really escaped death.But then there was another bitterness in my heart, so that life and death are in the hands of others, and I don't know what tasks will be assigned, and the things that can be entrusted by the strongest master are not easy!

Then I heard Hamirsa say: "I want you to agree to cooperate with the Qiangwei family and help them seize the throne."

Moller couldn't control his chin in surprise. Mephisto's family background is too hard!He was able to let Hamirsa speak for them, but what business did he have to do with himself?

Hamirsa continued: "You already have enough strength, and your enchanting talent is also very good. It is only a matter of time for a ninth-level enchanter. This battle will take a long time. If there is a ninth-level enchanter to help, The odds of winning the Qiangwei family will increase a lot."

Mo Le was a little embarrassed: "You know that I am plagued by the curse of becoming a human being, and my strength cannot be improved..."

However, halfway through his words, he was interrupted by a scroll opened in front of him.There were ten magical line drawings drawn on the scroll, which looked as if they were burned in his mind, but in just one glance, most of his mental power was consumed, and his head seemed to be filled with a lot of compression. The extreme cotton is uncomfortably swollen.

"This is my self-created Golden Brain Meditation Technique. Each picture represents the corresponding first-level strength. As long as you increase your spiritual power according to the above meditation, the problem of the curse will naturally be solved... What I originally wanted to give you Not this one, but you little guy is very suitable for me, so I might as well pass it on to you, I am also curious about how you will grow to the top in the future! As for the rise and fall of dragons and humans, it will be hundreds of years later , and what does it have to do with me, an old man! Hahaha!"

Hammelsa laughed out loud at the end, inadvertently showing a bit of a heroic attitude.

It was only later that Moller found out that this Hammelsa used to be hot-tempered and bloodthirsty. As a magician of the soul group, he didn't want to follow the trend of taming magic pets because he didn't like to use foreign things. Instead, he created his own. A set of spiritual magic, using extremely tyrannical spiritual power to control weapons and fight, his strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and no one can stop him. Finally, with the bones of many majestic magicians, he has established his title of the strongest master!

After Hammelsa passed on the meditation technique of the Golden Brain, he let him go. When he came, he teleported over, but when he left, he had to rely on his own feet. His head passed through the gates of the palace, and the attendants along the way saw the direction he was coming out of, and respectfully stepped aside, bowed deeply to salute, and Mole walked out of the palace unimpeded all the way, looking back, I saw that it was a golden palace as brilliant and dazzling as a mountain.He couldn't help thinking that it was a strange place for such a rich man on the outside, but he was so simple on the inside.

Mole, who was in a trance, lost his vigilance a little bit. He just remembered to hold Rex tightly and walked towards the tavern in his memory. He didn't notice a figure lurking in the dark, like a poisonous snake in ambush, ready to attack him. Launch a fatal blow.

However, at this moment, an ordinary leaf floated behind the figure, and then a ray of golden light wrapped around the leaf, turning it into a sharp blade, piercing through the back of the figure's head instantly and soundlessly.

"Hehe, little mouse in the dark, this boy is my hope to take the last step, how can I let you kill him?" In the palace, the old man sat alone on the stone throne and said with a smile, entwined all over his body. The thousands of golden lights gradually faded away.