Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 63 Lost Time

From the very beginning, Ander never thought of having a conflict with Lu Mingze. According to the situation in the original text, this little devil's goal is the same as his own, and they also have a common enemy.

As for what will happen in the future, whether Ander will support himself, that is a problem that needs to be resolved later.

After all, relying on magic and powerful physical abilities, Ender would have no problem living on the moon, and at worst, pack up and run away.

"I like to chat, I like to communicate, now come to chat, what do you want?"

Ender looked at the black dragon in front of him. He looked very strange, similar in size to himself, but completely different from the black dragon in his own world in terms of details.

Just like humans and Namekians, they both have limbs, but the difference is very big.

"Say it straight, let me estimate what you want to do."

That's right, Ander is about to start his old job of mercenary again. Brass dragon mercenaries have a great reputation. These dragons who love to chat and hate order like to wander outside of power and rely on their own labor to satisfy their living needs. need.

Unlike gold and silver dragons, they generally rule a country directly and earn money through taxes.

"If you want my brother to really wake up, you need a complicated ceremony, and those traitors are the best sacrifices."

The black dragon relaxed, put his hands together, and crawled on the ground. The child's voice came out of the bloody mouth, which seemed real and somewhat funny.

"Help him, push him down the road, okay?"

The black dragon lowered its posture, and the child's voice was soft and soft, making Ander involuntarily want to agree to his request.

Shaking his head, Ender calmed down, released a mechanized mind for himself, ensured that his mind was clear, and then negotiated with the black dragon.

"Then you should know what I want."

Ender used magic to create the image of the gemstone he devoured, and gestured to the black dragon.

"I want this from the Four Monarchs."

The black dragon's pupils shrank, and the child's voice became hoarse, as if two stones were rubbing together.

"You're too greedy, Mr. Ender."

"Then what do you want to use to stop me, now you are just a ghost that invaded my mind."

Ender shook his head and approached the black dragon, leaning against his head, whispering in a low voice, like a bear parent playing with children.

"Mr. Ender, you might as well look down."

The black dragon took a step back, allowing Ender to look at the water beneath his feet.

The golden dragon is sleeping, and beside it, a wall calendar is flipping crazily, representing the passage of time

Just after Ander was stunned for a moment, the calendar turned over dozens of pages.

"Although it is difficult, I can let you sleep until my brother fully wakes up."

Heilong's voice changed back to the original soft voice, with a little joy of a successful prank.

"But that keeps you out of the real world, doesn't it?"

Ander saw that the black dragon was stern, and if he wanted to prevent himself from waking up, he could only use this method that would hurt both sides.

Now, both sides are pressing the nuclear button, but neither is daring to press it.

"Mr. Ender, I just want to have a good talk."

There was a sense of exhaustion in Heilong's tone, as if the actions just now had exhausted him a lot.

"Okay then, the reward will remain the same, but I can help you a little more."

Ender's tone now resembles that of an aunt who failed to bargain, and had to grab a handful of coriander and put it in the other party's plastic bag.

"Well, Mr. Ander, I do need your help with something."

Words shining with golden light appeared in front of the black dragon, and a contract appeared out of thin air.

"Mr. Ander, sign the contract."

Ander glanced playfully at the contents of the contract. Literally speaking, the request made by the black dragon was not too much, and he gave Ender the ownership of the remains of the four great monarchs after death.

But even a baby dragon just out of an egg knows, never sign a contract that the devil gives you.

The sharp claws opened the contract, and Ender stared at the black dragon, and made his own request:
"Sign it in reality, and I will provide the contract."

The black dragon seemed to want to get angry, his muscles trembled, and he wanted to tear the dragon from another world in front of him to pieces, but he was just a ghost lurking in the cracks of time, unable to resist Ander's will.

"As you wish, when the red giant collapses, I will wait for you on his corpse."

"Also, Mr. Ander, I will give you a small gift first, I hope you like it."

The black dragon saluted, leaving behind a string of riddle-like words, which disappeared into the sun like the first snow.

The surrounding area has cleared up at some point, and the black tide has gradually receded, leaving a place of mud, and the bright sunlight illuminates the earth.

The next moment, Ender turned into light.

Waking up in a haze, Ander saw the morning sun shining on his face through the skylight. The furnishings in the dragon's lair hadn't changed, and they were still as neat and clean as before he fell asleep.

Ender moved his body, and found that he had grown up again. After devouring the crystal, he seemed to have grown up again. Now his body length has reached 25 meters, which is even comparable to that of an old man. Red Dragon.

The brass-colored scales look shiny in the sun, and the spikes on the wings are sharper and full of aggression.

Ander flew out of the dragon's lair, and an old dragon descendant came over. It was Ander's housekeeper, Old Wang.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and the scales of Lao Wang have turned white. The dragon descendants transformed by ordinary people can live for more than 150 years, and Lao Wang is now entering old age.

He held a stack of papers and handed them to Ender with both hands.

Ender picked up the document, and the mage's hand cooperated with the reading magic, quickly browsing the document in his hand.

"Damn it, it's 1990 now, I missed too many things."

Looking at the information in front of him, Ander felt a headache. Both the deal with the black dragon and the growth of his body took too much time.

He has been sleeping for 20 years, which is not uncommon among dragons, but it is very terrible for Ender.

"It's all the little devil's fault. I didn't get enough sleep last time."

When Garuda's power was devoured last time, Ander entered adulthood, and the sorcerer's spellcasting level was naturally raised to level 15, but due to the devil's invasion and other messy things, he had to wake up early.

Ender then looked down. These materials recorded some things that happened after he fell into a deep sleep, as well as the recent development of the dragon descendants.

Looking at the information, Ander nodded with satisfaction. Most of the things he explained were done well. Relying on his later experience, Dragonborn ruthlessly squeezed the wool of capitalism a few times, and his own gold was a little more.

The dragon descendants in China gradually began to form their own circles. These chaotic and kind hybrids were different from their kind, and formed a loose organization named: Dragon Worship.

Ender frowned when he saw this name. This name is not good. The most important thing is that engaging in feudal superstition is not a good thing.

"Tell that Dragon Worship Cult, which has been renamed the Brass Dragon Chat Club, that you are not allowed to worship me, but worship the Platinum Dragon God."

Ander took out a divine emblem and handed it to Old Wang. The boss Bahamut contributed a lot to him being able to be what he is today, so he still needs to show some filial piety.

Seeing the last few pages of the report, Ender became very angry. He threw the document aside and transformed into a human in the light.

Putting on the mage robe and holding the warhammer in his hand, Ender turned back and shouted to the old king:

"Take a good guy, foreigners dare to touch my Lu family, Gattuso, I want you to look good!"

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(End of this chapter)