Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 62 The Devil's Contract

"Mr. Ander, my brother is about to wake up, can you please not disturb him?"

The boy in front of him looked so pitiful, which gave Ander the illusion that he was a dragon.

"Who is your brother?"

The child didn't speak, but jumped out of the chair, and the table full of snacks in front of him disappeared and was replaced by a blackboard.

The boy took out a pair of plain glasses from his pocket and put them on, and took out a pointer from his pocket as if by magic, and tapped on the blackboard.

A family tree appeared on the blackboard from scratch, and the boy stood in front of the blackboard, like a good boy who was called to the podium to share his experience.

The boy pointed to Lu Shanyan at the top of the family tree with a pointer, and began his narration:

"The Lu family, a Chinese mixed-race family, has a prominent reputation, but it is passed down from generation to generation. Mr. Lu Ande, what do you think about this?"

Ender scratched the back of his head with his hind leg, which was a difficult movement, and he replied casually:
"You fucked up, didn't you?"

"A small price and a small contract, just like you control those bastards."

Ender frowned. He disliked the boy's statement that many races use magic contracts, but that doesn't mean they all like to cheat on contracts like the devil.

"Don't call my family bastard."

Ender grinned, showing the fangs in his mouth.

"as you wish."

The boy saluted and continued.

"It is precisely because of the contract between the Lu family and me that my elder brother will be reborn in a descendant of the Lu family."

When An De heard this, he suddenly realized in his heart that the boy in a suit and leather shoes in front of him was exactly the man behind Lu Mingfei and Dragon Slaying in the original book: the little devil Lu Mingze.

"You want me not to interfere with your brother's birth?"

Ender didn't know what kind of butterfly effect his arrival had caused. It would be a big crime if he accidentally slapped the protagonist.

"No, the Four Great Sovereigns are my brother's prey, please don't disturb him hunting?"

The pointer in the boy's hand pointed to a small square at the end of the family tree, and with a pitiful expression, he proposed a condition that Ender hadn't expected.

"Interesting, let me ask you a question first, without me, history would be very different now, why didn't you stop me?"

Ander's actions over the years in China have turned history upside down. Some people should have died but were still alive, and some people should have been alive but were killed by Ander, but Lu Mingze never appeared.

"...I only care about my brother."

"As long as my brother can fulfill his wish, I am willing to sacrifice everything."

An De rubbed his hands, Lu Mingze's words were a little numb, and he felt that his skin was about to get goosebumps.

But Lu Mingze's conditions were not so easy. It would be fine if Ander knew nothing about the plot, but Ander knew that the four monarchs would wake up in China, and even knew the identities and abilities of some monarchs.

The current Ander is not the loner who wanted to follow the protagonist's butt to pick up leaks. With Ander's own power, he can completely solve the Dragon King, even better than the original version.

"Your proposal is very constructive, but... I refuse."

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I directly transformed your brother into a dragonborn after he was born?"

Ander lowered his body and made a threatening gesture.

The boy smiled, not paying attention to the giant dragon in front of him, he walked to the edge of the bronze pillar with his hands behind his back, opened his hands, and fell down.

The black tide rushed suddenly from the skyline, and the white foam surged on the surface of the tide. The incomparable natural force impacted the bronze pillar, but the creation of the dragon clan stood quietly, motionless in the tide.

"Mr. Ander, this is not a proposal, but an order from the king."

The boy's voice came from all directions, creating an echo-like effect in the empty world.

The black tide submerged the bronze pillar, and the once towering mountains were also buried under the water. Ender stepped on the top of the bronze pillar, and now this was the only place to stay.

The child appeared again, wearing a pair of small leather shoes, stepping on the water, like a holy son, walking on the black water.

If you don’t pretend to be Jesus, I will too.

Ander added the three-ring transmutation spell-walking on water to himself, walking on the water like that boy.

"The king of Earth has no control over the dragons of Faerun."

The dragon head approached the boy, and Ender couldn't see a trace of panic in his eyes. The black liquid flowed up his legs until it covered his petite body, leaving only a pair of dazzling golden pupils.

The black liquid writhed, carving out wings, scales and sharp claws. A two-meter-long little black dragon appeared in front of Ender.

"Earth's dragon king can't do it either."

Ender looked at the little black dragon in front of him, recalled what he said just now, and continued to add.

The little dragon in front of him didn't speak, the black water under his feet surged towards his black scales, his body was like a dry sponge, absorbing the black water.

The black dragon that originally only reached Ender's chest began to grow bigger, surpassing Ender himself almost in the blink of an eye. The black wings covering the sky covered the sky, and the pair of burning golden pupils were like the sun in the dark night.

"Mr. Ender, can we talk now?"

Ender looked at the black dragon whose thighs were thicker than his own, and curled his lips. Now the situation has reversed, and he has become a small grasshopper that can be crushed by his paw. This is not in line with Ender's principles of handling things.

Thinking about everything that happened just now, Ender suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing.

"I just discovered that I can use magic here, which means one thing..."

"What do you want to say?"

"This is the world of my mind, not yours."

Before the words fell, Ander's body also began to swell up, competing for mental power, as a dragon, Ander would not lose.

In the next second, two giant dragons, one gold and one black, stood facing each other, their golden vertical pupils stared at each other, and the battle seemed to be imminent.

"Wow, I've always wanted to experience what it's like to have a body as big as Boss Bahamut's."

Ander's greasy tone broke the chilling atmosphere at the scene, and the black dragon tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression.

"Little guy, I have to tell you one thing. Now is the society of ZBism. You have to look like a successor of ZBism. Do you understand?"

The Ander stood up, with his hands free, and made a gesture of counting money.

Now, the tables are turned, and it's time to talk about price.

A wry smile appeared on Heilong's face, and he sighed.

"Compared with me, Mr. Ender, you are more like a devil."

"Don't say that, I need some gold to do things, unlike devils, they generally want souls directly."

(End of this chapter)