Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 664 A New Adventure (The Finale)

A month later, Ander, who had recovered part of his figure, was lying in the dragon's nest, hissing hissing air from time to time, his body muscles twisted from time to time, as if something was poking his ass.

Now Ender has grown to two meters long, but his body is still very fragile, and his magic power has not recovered, but he is going to do one thing now, one thing that can change the world.

He mixed his own blood with magic materials collected from all over the world to outline a familiar magic circle, then threw Bahamut's holy emblem into it, and began to communicate with the boss of the metal dragon.

Angers was sitting on the recliner in Ander's lair, with one arm empty. In just one month, Angers had become a little too old, his straight back was bent, and wrinkles began to appear on his face.

The disappearance of the dragon's blood hurt him greatly, he was no longer the omnipotent dragon slayer, and Ander planned to negotiate a business, a business with the gods.

The phantom of Bahamut appeared in the center of the magic circle. With the continuous expansion of faith on the earth, his connection with this land has become closer and closer. It no longer takes a lot of effort to spread the news as before. past.

"Boss, this time the harvest is not small." Ender looked at the phantom of the dragon god floating in the sky, and called the boss, but his tone did not have the slightest respect: "The soul of an indigenous god, even in Heaven Mountain It is also a precious baby."

"No, my son, that evil soul was disintegrated into countless pieces when it entered Heaven Mountain," Bahamut said in a helpless tone, with a hint of pampering towards Ender: "I got Not many."

"But even so, it's a lot, Boss Bahamut, do you still remember what you told us?" Ender tilted his head, and read out the Dragon God's teachings in an unassuming way: "Don't be fooled by greed. , At the same time, remember to ask for a reasonable reward."

The brass dragon looked at the dragon god in front of him fearlessly: "It's time to pay the debt, Boss Bahamut."

Bahamut looked at the brass dragon in front of him. For the heirs of this chaotic camp, he was naturally aware of their natural dispositions. The early brass dragons liked to be mercenaries of other creatures, but they didn't Thinking that a dragon actually hit his head with an idea.

Bahamut is the god of the lawful camp and the most rule-abiding existence. Ender is not worried about the other party's repudiation at all, but only worried that the reward given is not reasonable enough.

"Then what do you want, my greedy and generous heir?" Bahamut looked down at Ander, pondered for a moment and finally asked: "You are neither willing to walk on the road I gave you, nor to go to Heaven Mountain, Perhaps it is longing for the treasure of the Dragon God?"

Ender shook his head and looked at Anger who was sitting on the rocking chair next to him. He was very old and snoring in a daze: "I met a good conversation partner here, but unfortunately the shelf life is too short."

"Then use the soul of a god to exchange the youth of a human?" Bahamut was a little surprised: "This is really... a very un-dragon condition."

"But I think it's worth it. Sometimes a good conversation partner is hard to find," Ender said in a low voice, with a little complaint: "So let's leave it at that, anyway, the soul is in your hands, is it worth it or not?" It’s not up to you boss to decide.”

Bahamut really wanted to inflict divine punishment on this heir who slandered the gods, but in the end he held back. He stretched out his dragon claws towards Angers, and the divine power entangled Angers body, like a little bit of starlight seeping into him in the skin.

"A mortal who has fought against the dragon all his life deserves a better future." Under the nourishment of divine power, Angers' body quickly became younger, his cloudy eyes became clear, and his scarred arms were reborn.

In just an instant, Angers, who was originally old-fashioned, turned into a young man in his twenties, just like the romantic and suave Dr. Cambridge, a girl in a white skirt who could fascinate the Cambridge Bridge with just one look.

Anger stood up from the rocking chair and looked at Ander in disbelief: "You...why?"

"Because I'm happy." Ender replied angrily, wagging his tail to make the other party calm, twitched his butt a few times, and looked at Bahamut with a brass dragon's iconic smile.

"Then, maybe we can talk about a deal, sir." The muscles in Ender's back twitched unnaturally, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Bahamut looked at his heir and showed a similar smile: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Only then did Ender reveal the reason for his body twitching. A scepter and a crown appeared in the air, and the two flew behind Ender, poking Ender's ass non-stop.

"See, these two things have been poking me recently, because the magic net of this planet needs a real god to sit in it," Ender looked helplessly at the crown and scepter flying behind him: "But I don't want to Lock your soul in the magic net."

"This is a godhead." Bahamut said bitterly, "So you actually want to give up this kind of thing?"

"A godhead that is only useful on one planet?" Ender asked back: "It's not so much a god, but a maintenance worker of the magic net. I can't do such a troublesome job."

"But you are different, Boss. With so many incarnations, it's not difficult to send one over, right?" Ander winked at Dragon God, hoping that the other party would send someone to go to jail instead.

Bahamut saw through the other party's plan at a glance, paused, and showed a smile: "For this kind of thing, I may have a better way."

The scepter and the crown were held in Bahamut's hands lightly, and the two merged together, turning into four gemstones of different colors.

"The authority is divided into four parts, and the godhead of fire belongs to you." A little red gem fell on Ander's chest, which contained all the knowledge about fire in the magic net, enough for him to continue on this road.

"The Godhead of Wind is mine, it's my reward." Bahamut smiled and accepted the cyan gemstone in his hand, which will become one of his collections in the treasury.

Then, two glass jars appeared in front of Bahamut. Inside the jars were the brain nuclei of Fenrir, the king of the earth and mountains, and Skadi, the king of sea and water.

"The remaining parts will be returned to their original owners. One is in charge of the operation of the earth magic net, and the other is in charge of the operation of the ocean magic net." Bahamut pointed a finger, the glass jar shattered, and two human bodies were generated from scratch come out.

Those were two eight or nine-year-old children, a boy and a girl, with tiger heads and tiger brains. They were really cute. Fenrir was still scratching his head, as if he couldn't figure out the situation, while Skadi, the king of water, had already knelt down on the ground and kowtowed. Looking at the gods in front of him.

"They will become my subordinates, in charge of the operation of the magic power of this planet." Bahamut said softly to Ender: "As for the sky, it will belong to humans. The universe is still very big, isn't it?"

Ender smiled: "Yes, that's true, so in the end, I still need a magic ship, a magic ship that can travel in the astral world, and a new adventure is about to begin."

……

A few days later, Angers looked at the USS Richard, the good man floating in the air, and asked with twitching corners of his mouth, "Is this the magic ship you mentioned?"

"Of course it is. If the magic ship is definitely a ship, what else is more suitable than an aircraft carrier to travel the star sea?" Ender said carelessly: "So hurry up and board the ship, wait for me, our adventure will be soon!" It's time to start."

Anger shook his head helplessly and asked, "What about you, what are you going to do?"

"Finish one last thing, a small thing." Ender smiled intriguingly, and the light of teleportation flashed, and he came to a room.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses is sitting at the desk and worrying about his new book. He is a writer who is good at writing all novels into romance, and his words always carry the sadness of teenagers.

Ender played a Charming Human, smiled and said to him:

"I said, you write..."

"Lu Mingfei played GG and cut out the game..."

(End of the book)

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