Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 9
Inside the secret party's safe house in Hamburg, Germany.

At this time, Angers was preparing for the trip to China, and the backbone of the secret party was wiped out. Angers became the biggest beneficiary instead, and jumped into the leadership.

The rest of the Cabal had also wondered why Angers had survived the battle, but at times like this, they could only rely on Angers.

"Interesting, really interesting..."

Ender held a cylindrical glass bottle in his hand, which was filled with formalin, and soaked in the pale yellow formalin solution was a yellow-white animal that looked like a scorpion.

The slender tail is curled up, like a fetus in the womb, the scales on the body, and the long whiskers around the mouth are slowly fluttering in the solution, and the eyes are closed, looking peaceful like a baby.

If it weren't for the two membrane wings spread out on the back of the thing, Ender would only think it was some kind of weird lizard.

In Ender's hands was a red dragon cub discovered in India in 1796, which had been kept in the hands of the secret party since it was made into a specimen.

Ender wanted him from Angers just to see how the dragons in this world are different.

Anger also wanted to see what was special about Ender. In his opinion, this red dragon cub specimen was the best way to identify Ender.

Although the red dragon cub was made into a specimen, formalin could not kill it, it could only make it dormant. When a hybrid or dragon with a high concentration of blood appeared beside it, it was possible to wake up the cub .

If Ender showed a little aggressiveness after seeing the specimen, or if the red dragon cub was awakened by blood, Anger would not hesitate to kill him, and use a special method to die with Ender.

But nothing happened, Ender just observed the specimen suspiciously, and the red dragon cub was very stable, you must know that even if Ange approached the cub, it would tremble a few times, but in Ender's hands, the red dragon specimen was like A real dead thing.

"Ange said it was a red dragon, but I didn't lose my mind at all, which is really interesting."

Metal dragons and color dragons are natural enemies. No matter how noble and elegant a metal dragon is, when it encounters a color dragon, it will lose its mind and turn into a terrifying beast, until one of them is shattered into pieces by the breath of the dragon.

But Ender didn't feel anything when he faced the baby dragon. He looked at the baby dragon in the bottle, as if he was looking at something similar in appearance but completely different inside.

"It's like looking at stuffed orangutans or stuffed aliens."

Ender concluded.

"It seems that you are not a dragon." Anger said.

"I am a dragon, but not a dragon in your world. I strongly suggest that you change the name of the dragon in this world. How about calling it a heinous and evil pseudo-dragon?"

"I'll propose to the Council of Elders." Ange perfunctory, remembering the conversation a few days ago: "So you were really sent here by magic, I thought it was just a story."

"The dragon family is very straightforward. I'm not a nonsense color dragon. It seems that I have to find a time to give you a glorious history of real dragons. How about now?"

Anger is obviously full of interest in this topic, but now is not the time to talk about it. He waved his hand: "Let's talk about magic. According to you, I should be a dragon vein warlock now?"

Ander put down the cylindrical bottle in his hand, scratched his chin, muttered two words that Angers couldn't understand, and said with some hesitation:

"Magic is true, but you can still use that spell, which is really amazing. If I were a mage, I would definitely try to figure this out, but I'm also a warlock, and casting spells depends entirely on charm, so just forget it."

"Charm?" Angers didn't understand the relationship between spellcasting and charm.

Seeing Angers raised a question, Ender also became interested, so he continued to talk about this topic:

"Charisma, charisma, is a talent endowed by God. It is your performance that is different from other people. The higher your charisma, the stronger your bloodline power..."

"It looks similar to a mixed race. The higher the bloodline, the stronger the magic." Anger concluded.

"Your speech ability can actually be regarded as a kind of magic spell, but you only have one kind of speech ability, but a warlock can have more than one spell."

Ender stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. It was useless to talk too much. Some things should be felt more deeply with the body.

Under Angers' puzzled gaze, Ander began to take off his clothes one by one.

Angers, who was born in a corrupt country, obviously knew a lot, and immediately thought of something old-fashioned and warm-hearted.

"Stop, what are you going to do, show your charm?"

"I'm not from the Corrupt Country, don't think about it, I just want you to see how powerful Warlocks are."

The magic shield flashed, and dragon wings grew from behind Ander. A pair of flat and curved dragon horns protruded from the back of his head, wrapping around the sides of the skull like a crown. His hands and feet turned into dragon claws, and his originally black pupils became It became dark golden vertical pupils.

Different from the appearance of Deadpool's mummy, Ander's form is full of vitality, like a noble emperor, despising everyone in the world.

"Did you see it? This is what a dragon vein warlock looks like, and you will become like this in the future, how beautiful and strong, this is the power of a dragon."

Ender showed off his beauty, while Anger stroked the scales on his chest, as if evaluating Ender's defense.

"I still prefer to be a human being." Anger obviously resisted this form.

"It's okay, it's a matter of transfiguration, now, let's play a game, let you see how powerful a warlock is!"

Angers didn't move, he already knew that he couldn't hurt Ender.

"Don't worry about the contract, I temporarily blocked it."

Before Ender finished speaking, everything was still, and Ender still opened his mouth, exposing his fragile throat.

Anger punched Ender, the contract was not activated, he knew what Ender said was true.

Ange held the jackknife in his hand. If he did something at this time, he might really be able to kill this strange dragon.

But Ange didn't do anything, until the duration of his speech was over, he walked back to his original position, pretending that nothing happened
"Maybe this guy should be given a chance." Angers thought

Ender just felt that his chest was hit, and he already understood in his heart that Ange had activated his speech power just now: time zero, he knew that Ange didn't trust him, and if he had the chance, he might attack him.

So Ander deliberately showed his flaws to lure Angers, just to evaluate Angers attitude towards him, and Ander didn't want to become a bereaved dog like the dragons in this world.

All the temptations are based on one foundation, that is, Ange can't kill him. Ander has tried it before. The Damascus folding knife that claims to be able to hurt the Dragon King is just an ordinary steel knife for him. Poisons that are highly poisonous to the dragons of this world will not work on him, but Angers doesn't know about him.

The secret party has studied how to slay dragons for hundreds of years, but Ander is not a dragon in this world, and most of the methods that are effective for dragons are useless to him.

Now it looks like Angers has passed the test and a basic trust has been established between the two.

And just now when the battle started, Ander added a stone skin spell to himself, coupled with the defense of dragon scales, he was confident that Ange couldn't even cut through his skin.

Now that Anger had activated the spirit of speech, it was time for Ender to perform.

When he came back to his senses, Ander put one hand on his hips and pointed forward with the other, making an incomparable middle-two pose (refer to JOJO's Bizarre Adventure for details)
"It's my turn now, Magic missile!"

　Since I didn't sign a contract, and I don't know how to use the starting point, I won't thank those who voted for recommendation one by one. I will send a single chapter to thank you after signing the contract.

　　Thank you all for reading my book. I write online articles for nothing else, just to pay attention. I hope everyone will support me, vote more, and comment more. Thank you, brother.

　　


(End of this chapter)