Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 2 Scorched Earth
In the scorched woods, a man with an Asian face, wearing a gorgeous poet's costume that only appears in murals, ran quickly towards the place where the mushroom cloud appeared before.

He skimmed over fallen tree trunks, dodged panicked animals, and ran across the burning landscape with incredible speed.

He is Ender, and this Asian face is exactly what he looked like before he crossed into a dragon.

Generally speaking, Ender used this face to pretend to be a bard or a powerful mage from the Eastern Empire, and had a wonderful encounter with his target at the noble ball.

But now, he had to use this outfit to run on the scorched earth, just to find out who caused the explosion just now.

As a brass dragon with a heart, Ender wanted to avoid this big explosion approaching the nine-ring spell, hide away, and bury himself in the sand like his compatriots.

But this is the earth, not that damned medieval fantasy world full of dragons. Ender must figure out what happened in this world, at least to know whether there is any supernatural power in this world, so as not to die in an unclear way in the future.

"Damn it, did I come to an island country? Is this a little boy or a fat man? It's just time travel. Does it need a nuclear bomb?"

But Ander quickly realized that the power of the explosion was too small. If it was a nuclear bomb, he might have become a roasted dragon.

"It's still too slow, we have to go faster."

The magic power from the blood flowed in Ander's body, dragon scales began to appear on his human face, and a pair of dragon wings broke out, driving the surrounding magic power to continuously accelerate Ander's body.

"Don't be too conspicuous, you have to cover it up, cover-up technique!"

The magic power covered Ander's dragon wings and scales, temporarily making him look a lot more normal.

So on the scorched earth after the explosion, an Asian man wearing scorched and tattered clothes was suspended in the air in a strange posture, flying in a certain direction at an incredible speed.

"At least it's a human being. At worst, I'm cultivating immortality..."

Ender said to himself, knowing that he couldn't completely cover it up, he was lucky to break the jar.

While flying towards the explosion point, Ender sorted out everything he saw just now.

"I can still fly and use magic. I should have realized it a long time ago. Damn it, there is magic in this place!"

Ander reacted belatedly. Everything happened so fast just now, which made him a little dizzy.

"It seems that this world also has magic power, I won't go to Marvel, I don't want to wrestle with Purple Sweet Potato..."

Ender thought about it, and his train of thought went a little off. There were too many works with magic elements in his previous life, but most of them were not safe places.

"It would be great if it was the world of Harry Potter. I will go to Hogwarts to be a mascot. There will be 60 sheep and [-] gold coins per month. I, Ender, will guard the dragon at Hogwarts!"

"If it's two people fighting, I'm afraid that this kind of explosion will kill both of them. Is my corpse picker, Ander, going to make another move?"

"I know what one dead body and two lives mean, but in such an explosion, one of them must have been blown up. In the past, only one body could be seen. This is called one dead body and two lives!"

In the eyes of others, Ender is talking to himself like a psychopath, but in fact, this is just the performance of brass dragons when they are under great pressure. Once these communication-loving dragons have no one to communicate with, they will talk to themselves and go everywhere. Looking for a creature to chat with.

During this annoying chatter, Ender finally arrived at the site of the explosion. The artificially constructed shrubs and railings that were twisted to the point of invisibility all symbolized the prosperity of the place.

"*F*ck, has this ghostly place been bombed by a meteor storm or a lava technique? It's almost like ten red dragons turned the ground to one side and then covered it with magma to roll!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ender couldn't help swearing. The buildings on this land had completely collapsed, and they were destroyed by flames and explosions like red dragon excrement on a volcano.

A pit half the size of the body of the Ender Dragon was located at the core of the explosion. Under the impact and high temperature of the explosion, the sand in the pit showed a ceramic-like texture, all of which showed the horror of the explosive bomb just now.

"I hope the corpse is fine, it's best to withdraw gold, Bahamut bless..."

While praying, Ander used his keen senses to search for the remaining wealth here. As a young dragon, he was almost at the age of starting a family and starting a business. After destroying the earth, it is inevitable to touch the corpse to make money.

"Damn it, it's all gone, there's nothing left, these prodigal sons, how can they put fire in their own house?"

Ender threw down the coke in his hand in disappointment. He could tell that this should be part of a priceless wooden sculpture, but now it was just charcoal that was too hard to grind his teeth.

"thump……"

A very light, very slow heartbeat, but Ender felt like a treasure.

"Hey hey... I heard it, little guy, where are you?"

Ender smiled wretchedly, he had found someone, as long as it was an intelligent creature, the next thing would be much easier, whether it was pretending to be the other party to mix in, or accepting it as a vassal to develop power, it was easy for Ender .

"What... what? Barbeque with red wine?"

Ender dug up the ruins with brute force, and saw a group of black humanoid objects in the underground wine cellar. Looking at the black charcoal that could hardly be seen in front of him, exuding the smell of wine and meat, Ender Some have big heads.

"Are you still alive? Uh, red wine barbecue brother?"

Ender looked at the half-dead "Barbecue" in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he decided to take him away first to see how much information he could get out. It was really not suitable for him to get in touch with more people.

Carrying Brother "Barbecue" on his shoulders, Ender quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If it wasn't for the brass dragon not eating intelligent creatures, he couldn't help but take a mouthful.

"Any door!"

As a dragon from the heart, how could he not learn the magical skill of running away?

Teleporting himself and the "barbecue" into the woods far enough away from the explosion point, Ender turned back into a dragon, and did what the brass dragon did: digging holes, and using fossils as mud to create a crypt, and Grab a few dead branches to make a bonfire and put it in the middle of the crypt. Cover the crypt with branches and leaves, and a hidden shelter is completed.

"Not bad, it seems that what I learned back then can still be used, as expected of me."

Ender boasted a few words, carefully placed the "barbecue" by the campfire with his paws, took out a space bag from the scales on his chest, took out a bottle of healing potion and poured it on the "barbeque", and took out another bottle The potion, prying open the teeth of "Barbecue", poured it in unreasonably.

"Whether you can live or not depends on you. If you live, you will be my little brother. If you can't live, this place will just bury people."

As Ender said, he coiled his body into a ball and lay down by the campfire. The crypt was conical, small at the top and large at the bottom, which could accommodate his huge body.

"Sleep, sleep, talk about it tomorrow..."

At this time, in a city dozens of kilometers away from Ender, a man with golden pupils was recording the survey results brought by his words:

In the autumn of 1900, Kassel Manor was attacked by dragons,
Secret Party Presbyterian Church: Mayek, Gambet, and Charlotte died in battle;
The president of Lionheart, the heir of the Secret Party, Menek Cassel, used his words: Rhine and the attacking dragons died together;
other members:

Lu Shanyan... died in battle;
Hilbert Jean Angers...disappeared.

(End of this chapter)