Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 48 As a mortal, standing shoulder to shoulder with gods
In the empty Nibelungen, the standing white pyramid swayed, and the dead bodies fixed on the tower trembled, and the white silk thread dragged those dry bodies to the god pit inside the pyramid like a snake.

The white pyramid began to sink. At this time, a dragon chant streaked across the sky, and a golden dragon broke through the wall from the top of the tower, with five humans hanging on its body.

"Fuck, shouldn't he be dead?"

Ender recalled everything just now. Obviously his magic circle had already killed the monster, but he suddenly came back to life. The next second, the winding white silk threads in the entire pyramid rushed towards the monster, and they dragged The mummy accumulated over a hundred years merged with that monster.

Ender saw that the monster's body was wrapped in white silk threads. He knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly grabbed a few people and broke through the wall from the top of the tower to escape.

The corpses on the tower had all been dragged into the tower by the white silk thread, tens of thousands of mummies were wrapped together with the monster, forming a huge cocoon.

The pyramid trembled, the rubble fell, the body of the tower cracked, and sank in waves of shaking, and then was dragged by those white silk threads, and merged with the cocoon.

"What kind of monster did we release..."

Anger was caught by Ander's tail, looking at the sinking pyramid, he muttered to himself.

He thought that Ender's magic circle would be able to deal with the unusual monster, but now it seems that it has awakened part of his power instead.

Ender landed on the ground, the original pyramid had disappeared, replaced by a huge cocoon, those white silk threads wrapped into a huge ball, lying quietly in the pit of God, exuding a disturbing atmosphere.

Just as several people were thinking about how to solve this trouble, an unpleasant sound of friction sounded in the empty space of Nibelungen.

In the next second, a huge tentacle protruded from the cocoon. The black tentacles had countless human face patterns on them, as if the tentacle was made of countless corpses.

The giant dragon soared into the sky, and the five Angers lay on Ender's back. At this moment, Ender couldn't care less about whether to ride or not. Killing the monster that came out of the cocoon was the real business.

Ender was flying in the air, watching black slime gushing out of the snow-white cocoon, and countless deformed and twisted tentacles waving frantically with patterns like human faces.

Black mucus spewed out, and a terrifying monster squeezed out from the crack of the cocoon. He had a shape between a slime and an octopus, and the indeterminate black shape was covered with human faces. Shape pattern.

On the black body, there is a very abrupt white spot. It is the person who was wrapped in the black mud before, Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty.

Now he lowered his head, and his lower body merged with the giant beast's black mud-like body, as if it was just a dispensable decoration for the giant beast's body.

"Damn it, he absorbed them all."

At a glance, Anger saw the source of most of the monster's body, which were the mummified corpses bound to the pyramid.

"According to the secret party's records, when dragons are reborn from cocoons, they need a lot of food. This monster actually devoured so many corpses."

Anger explained that he never thought that a second-generation species could have such a huge body, with a body length of nearly 150 meters. Such a body size is no problem even for the Dragon King.

Ender dodged a tentacle rushing towards them, observing the action of the monster below him. This black ooze monster may have just emerged from its cocoon, and its desire to attack is not strong, so it is easy to dodge. .

"Ange, did you find out?"

"what?"

"He's never used the Spirit of Words, not even once!"

Anger also realized that no matter how young the Dragon Clan is, in addition to physical physical attacks, the means of attacking the enemy will generally be assisted by the spirit of speech, and this monster did not use the spirit of speech, which means...

"Your magic circle is working!"

"Yes, so what we have to face is just a monster with empty airs."

The joy visible to the naked eye appeared on Ander's dragon face. In fact, what he feared most were those strange speech spirits. The dignity of the caster is gone.

Ender swooped down, and the flaming dragon's breath spewed out from his mouth. The fiery dragon's breath burned the monster's body, emitting a disgusting pungent smell.

But this small injury is too small for the monster's huge body, the black mucus is surging, and the wound caused by the flames heals in an instant.

"Don't hit yourself, go to that emperor!"

Ange lay on Ander's back, firmly grasping the protruding spines on Ander's back, staring at the white figure intently.

"understood!"

Ender replied, dodging the slap of two huge tentacles, and rushed towards the pale-skinned human being. He raised his dragon claw, leaned back, and prepared to give the culprit a Tathagata palm.

The next moment, some kind of viscous liquid blocked Ender's dragon claw slapping. Behind the shield formed by the black mucus, the skinny human finally raised his head and looked at Ender. Echoed in the dragon root.

"I finally turned into a dragon..."

Ender flapped his wings and backed away quickly, spraying a mouthful of long-saved dragon's breath on the shield, buying time for Ender's transfer.

"Dragon? Did you know that you look like a piece of rotten meat?"

Andra distanced herself and taunted
The man ignored Ender's sarcasm, and said to himself in a very strange tone:
"A century-old plan...the power of the dragon clan...now...I have finally waited for this day."

He raised his head, looked at the dragon flying in the sky, and said calmly:
"If Garuda hadn't died at your hands, I wouldn't have succeeded so easily..."

He grinned, showing a penetrating smile, and in the next second, countless tentacles sprang out from the mucus, attacking Ender and the others.

"Damn it, hold on tight."

Ender dodged the tentacles, made various maneuvers in the air, fully interpreted the speed of the dragons, and kept his mouth open, constantly harassing the enemy.

"I heard that the royal family of the Tartar Qing Dynasty does not have dragon blood. Where did you come from? How dare you call me a bastard?"

Ander's words seemed to have stimulated the emperor who died young, tentacles poured out from all directions, blocking Ander's retreat.

The man suddenly appeared in front of Ender with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Who said that only you monsters can transform dragons, but I can also transform dragons."

On Ander's back, Ange's eyes widened. The man in front of him was actually an ordinary human being?
(End of this chapter)