Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 550
In the wine cellar of the Kassel Manor, two young men from the Gattuso family met in this way. They looked at each other, and sparks seemed to spark in the air, making the atmosphere instantly anxious.

"How long did it take you to find out?" Caesar looked straight into Percy's eyes, but quietly stretched his hands to his waist.

As the existence in the team that needs to conceal his identity the most, Caesar has suppressed his crazy personality these days, lived in seclusion, and never let the surveillance camera take pictures of his face.

According to the information collected by the executive department, it is impossible for Passy to know that he is here.

Percy saw Caesar's movements, but did not stop him, but calmly replied: "From the beginning."

"From the very beginning?" Caesar tilted his head and said with some doubts, "Your speech is not a prophet, is it?"

"You don't need the spirit of speech," Paxi said with a relaxed expression, "I just need a little memory that others don't have."

After finishing speaking, he opened his sleeves and showed the dragon scales on his arms. Caesar stared at him, and then relaxed again.

"The moment I saw Chen Motong being taken away, I knew that person would not be Lu Mingfei, but you." Percy looked directly into Caesar's eyes and calmly analyzed: "And You can't just do this one thing, you will definitely come here, to the Cassel Manor."

"I've been waiting for you here since yesterday, and it looks like I succeeded."

Caesar didn't respond, but looked at the brass-colored scales on Percy's arm, and said with some emotion:
"You have also become a dragonborn. I remember that Mr. Ander just handed over that technology to Gattuso not long ago."

"Yes, but the family has always been very aggressive in this kind of matter."

Caesar let go of the pistol at his waist, put his other hand behind his body, and took a step forward with a warm smile on his face, as if he was really ready to have a good chat with his brother.

"Then you must have felt the change, how do you feel?"

"I talk more, which is not a good sign." Percy frowned, and then said with a smile: "But because of this, my thinking has become more flexible, and I am no longer bound by the rules."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Caesar, and said to his brother in a coaxing and gentle tone, "Come back with me, Caesar, it's time to end this farce."

"why?"

"The disappearance of Ange and Ander is an opportunity for the family to rise, and you, who inherit their inheritance, will be the new king." Paxi's face was calm, as if a machine was stating its goal: "Doing this will benefit the family." Most beneficial."

"Is that what you think, let me go back to the family regardless of the former teacher?" Caesar seemed to be on fire in his heart, how could he not understand what Percy meant, obviously he wanted to give up Angers and Ander , relying on their legacy to make Gattuso great again.

"I have kept the technical details of Bahamut's blood in mind," Percy said with the same cold expression, "You just need to return to the family and stand at the front to lead us forward."

"You are a born leader, Caesar, come back, you can have it all."

Passi's tone didn't fluctuate, but he still sincerely extended his hand and extended an invitation to Caesar.

As the shadow of the family, he has been educated to serve the family since he was a child. Even though he has some different memories now, Percy's thoughts have never changed.

He is the shadow of Caesar, and Caesar will become Gattuso's king.

As for the other party's current resistance, it is just a small rebellious period of young people. After all, Caesar is still an older middle school child.

Facing Percy's invitation, Caesar raised his eyebrows in surprise, still smiling, but coupled with the movement between his eyebrows and eyes, it was a little more mocking.

"Sure enough, you don't know anything." Caesar looked at Percy, and for the first time felt that his serious brother was a bit naive.

But he didn't say anything more. Percy is a very stubborn guy, and he is too. Neither party is likely to be persuaded by the other, and it is precisely because of this that they can stand above the family.

"You don't seem to have a gun, so I don't need it." Caesar threw the pistol on the ground, waved his hand to signal Nuonuo to stay away, picked up the gourd hammer in his hand, and pointed the hammer at Passy: "Then let us fight Let's talk."

Nuonuo obediently opened the distance, this is a battle between men, no one can intervene, and no one can stop it.

Passy clenched the hunting knife in his hand, the hunting knife named Augustus gleamed coldly, and today this knife was about to spread its fangs at the heir of the family and drink the blood of the other party.

call!
In the almost suffocating air, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. In the dim light, it was impossible to tell who made the first move, only the sound of trampling footsteps and metal colliding with each other could be heard:

Ding!
Passy's figure was very flexible, and with the hunting knife in his hand between the dagger and the dagger, he launched an attack from Caesar's side.

Caesar, on the other hand, brandished the hammer in his hand, supported Passy's hunting knife with the handle of the hammer, and then swung it vigorously.

Clang!
A burst of incomparable force came from the handle of the hammer, and Patsy's arm was blocked. It was this blow that exposed him a little.

Caesar tightened his arms, twisted his body, and exerted strength immediately.

Iron Mountain!
The shoulder wrapped in huge force hit Percy's chest, and at this moment, a sudden force erupted from between the two, violently pushing away Caesar who was pretending.

Bang, bang!

Caesar's body flew backwards uncontrollably, hitting the wine barrel behind him, the wine splashed in an instant, and a charming aroma of wine instantly filled the air.

"Spirit of Words, Dustless Land..."

Caesar stood up propping up the shattered wine barrel under him. The sudden force just now was clearly Passy's Word Spirit - Clean Land. The field created by the Word Spirit violently pushed away everything in it, creating only the In the dust-free land in mythology.

"Caesar, come back with me, before you get hurt." Percy walked out from the smoke and dust, her black suit was spotless, but her blue eyes had already turned golden yellow.

"That can't be done, I still have a lot of things to do." Caesar stood up and moved his shoulders, touched his chest and said, "Since you use words, don't blame me for being rude."

"Let you see what I got back then!"

Caesar grabbed the longevity lock hanging around his neck, took it off, and threw it to Nuonuo.

The moment the longevity lock left his body, Caesar's figure suddenly swelled. The hidden dragon horns protruded from the top of his head and were worn on his head like a crown. Still sparkling.

This is the true appearance of the golden dragon known as the "Emperor Dragon", its dragon descendants.

In this dark underground wine cellar, in this space filled with the aroma of wine, a young dragon slowly spread its wings.

(End of this chapter)