Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 36 Friedrich

Under the huge pyramid full of corpses, Angers was lying on one side, and blood flowed out from under his body, like a snake moving forward, adding an extremely conspicuous color to this white world.

A humanoid monster stood there, its body was covered with blue dragon scales, a pair of twisted bat wings protruded from his back, the wings were covered by a fleshy membrane full of holes, and abnormal growths appeared on its face, covered with Full of unsightly bony horns.

The distorted face smiled and seemed to enjoy the gazes of several people on him.

Ender looked at this distorted creature, and held the staff in his hand calmly. Several spells had already been cast on him. Just waiting for a chance, Ender would use the hammer of the staff to smash the creature. The head of the thing.

This ugly Dragon Wing Deadpool seemed to have self-awareness, he lowered his head, bent over and gave a European-style aristocratic salute to Ander.

With a good chance, Ender rushed up and swung the hammer at the deadpool's head. When the hammer fell, Ender held the hammer in one hand and fired a Mayoufu acid arrow with the other hand.

The Deadpool's reaction was not slow either. Facing the aggressive Ander, he tried his best to shift his body and avoided the deadly hammer, but was still rubbed on his left arm by strong acid.

"Hiss...why would such a great creature like you get mixed up with these yellow-skinned monkeys?"

The Deadpool rolled to the side in a distressed posture, and while howling, it crawled on the ground, and asked Ender in that hoarse voice.

A rare angry expression appeared on Ender's face, not only because of that yellow-skinned monkey, but also because this Deadpool knew his deeper identity.

"So, you sent those things on the boat?"

"That's right, otherwise how could I see your stalwart body."

The four people in Tiandihui on the side looked at Ander curiously, as if they were wondering what the Deadpool called Ander.

"Then who are you?"

Ender pointed at the prostrate Deadpool with his warhammer. He had already made up his mind, and he just waited for the monster to admit it.

"The Lionheart Society of the Secret Party, Friedrich von Roon, has seen a great existence."

Sure enough, the once high-spirited German nobleman Friedrich has now become a terrifying deadpool. He gave up his dignity as a human being and became the running dog of those pseudo-dragons.

Ender looked at Friedrich who was prostrate on the ground, his body exuded the magical light of the transformation technique, and after the light dissipated, a huge brass-colored dragon appeared on the ground.

"Uncle De, you..."

Several members of the Tiandihui couldn't accept the sudden change of their former teammate into a giant dragon, but before they could react, a burst of yellow smoke enveloped their bodies.

It was the sleep breath exhaled by Ander. Under the action of high-intensity sleep gas, several people passed out one after another before they could react.

A spell flashed, and under the action of the fossils turning into mud, the solid rocky ground sank, burying the four members of the Tiandihui.

"Now there are no people in the way, let's talk."

"What a straightforward decision, you are indeed the supreme existence."

Friedrich pressed his head to the ground, and praised Ander's stalwart loudly.

"An existence like you should have better dependents, such as me..."

While crawling close to Ender's paw, Friedrich boasted to Ender of his strength.

Ender shook his head, seemingly enjoying Friedrich's flattery.

"Yes, I have long wanted to change my servant, you are very good."

A happy smile appeared on Ender's huge dragon head, and he even sang a melodious ballad in the language of the dragon, while Friedrich, who was lying on the ground, also grinned, revealing his deformed fangs.

He stood up with support, gestured to Anderby, and said:
"Please go this way, let me show you the wonders built by those barbarians in imitation of the great dragon: Dragon veins."

Ender nodded. The space in this place is not small, and it can fully accommodate a giant dragon like him.

The two walked and chatted, Friedrich was attracted by Ander, and he didn't see Angers' body trembling behind him at all.

The Deadpool-turned Friedrich showed an abnormal fanaticism towards Ander, not like a family-style worship, but rather like an archaeologist who suddenly saw the primitive man's madness.

Ender heard the fuller story from Friedrich.

Friedrich von Roon, whose ancestors were Prussian nobles, can be traced back to the time of the Frankish Kingdom. The history of this family seems to be long, but it can only be regarded as mediocre among the talented mixed race.

The status of Friedrich's family in Prussia was not high. As the European feudal system gradually disintegrated with the increase in productivity, small nobles like them were unable to maintain their status. Disbanded, they had to sell their ancestors' collections to maintain their dignity.

After the unification of Germany by Prussia, this situation not only did not improve, but intensified. Friedrich's family had the stubbornness of many mixed races, and was unwilling to let go of their bodies to do some errands that they thought were lowly. The family declined further and further until Friedrich was born, and the only thing that can prove his noble status is the word Feng in his name.

For this situation, Friedrich hated it deeply. While dealing with multiple mixed-race forces, he tried to find hope of revitalizing the family.

When the secret party extracted the violent blood technology that can improve bloodlines through researching the ancient dragon inheritance, Friedrich became a member of the secret party without hesitation.

But it is a pity that he is not good at fighting. The long-term aristocratic life has turned Friedrich into a pale nerd, and he has not thought about changing his habits. In his opinion, only the world adapts to him. There is no reason for him to adapt to the world.

In the secret party, Friedrich became the most outstanding dragon slayer of the younger generation: a member of the Lionheart Society, responsible for some clerical work, including identifying ancient relics, sorting out materials or deciphering texts.

Friedrich's speech spirit is "Winter", a useless, poor speech spirit, the one who put himself into a state of suspended animation.Because of this, he couldn't easily defeat the enemy with the spirit of speech like Anger, so he could only sit in the library and be accompanied by those ancient books
If it was just like this, Friedrich could still bear it, but after Lu Shanyan joined the secret party, he couldn't control his emotions at all.

I am a noble white aristocrat, why should I be with this yellow-skinned monkey.

And then the woman Lu Shanyan brought back, that Indian woman with the same language skills as him, became the fuse of Friedrich's betrayal.

He chose to come to Huaxia, where at least he can be a foreigner showing off his might and stay away from that damn Huaxia.

Just when he thought he was going to spend his life like this, a dragon vein appeared...

　one more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)