I grew up in a litter with four red dragon sisters

Chapter 2 2. Protecting dragon eggs is a difficult task
"Sister, the underground treasure of Columbia is ahead, we succeeded!"

"Yeah, it worked, but I'm sorry, I can only do this."

He froze for a moment, and with a gunshot, he felt that something whipped his chest.

He touched his body again, and then he felt some warm liquid.

Under the searchlight, the blood red on his hand looked extremely terrifying.

The woman in front of her put down her gun and looked at him apologetically.

"Sister, why did you betray me..." He wanted to say this, but no sound came out of his mouth.

……

"what!"

With a howl, Nigel woke up from his sleep, panting heavily.He seemed to faint just now, and the nightmare woke him up.

It was already late at night, and the moonlight barely provided a light source through the canopy as high as a dozen floors.

"Alas..." He controlled his breathing with his paws covering the scales on his abdomen, calming down the nightmare just now.

It has been three days since the time travel, and he still dreams about the memories of his previous life, especially the scene of betraying him before he died.

Tiffany is his sister, the most trusted relative.

As scholars who explore forbidden magic, their industry competition is relatively fierce.Backstabbing teammates to loot treasure for themselves in order to gain forbidden spells and powers, or sacrificing friends to dangerous gods for hidden knowledge are some of the routines.

He has experienced too many betrayals, whether it is relatives or friends.One second, they were partners, teammates and family members who shared weal and woe, and the next second they would betray each other for a treasure.

He originally believed that only his sister Tiffany would not betray him, but this trust cost him his life.The death before crossing was because Tiffany shot him coldly in the back in order to monopolize the treasure.

"Hey, family and friendship are bullshit. Greed is the real human nature."

He turned over and got up, the wide dragon wings on his back were a little numb due to the pressure of the incorrect sleeping position.Because of the protection of the scales, the place on the back that was hit by the magic before is not serious.The egg he wanted to protect lay quietly beside him.

"Oops, how long has it been since I was knocked out just now, it's dark now!"

Dragon Mother repeatedly reminded her not to stay in the forest at night.

"The battle on Dragon Mother's side should be over now, I have to find my way home quickly." Nigel was about to get up with the dragon egg.

But at this moment, he saw a translucent humanoid creature slowly approaching in the distance.

It has long ears, a handsome face, and a slender figure.Nigel's inherited memory told him that this is one of the unique races in this different world - elves.However, it was floating towards Nigel at this time, and its body passed through the branches without being hindered.

Nigel shivered, which may be the danger Mother Dragon said.

The vague memory of the original owner told him that Mother Long said that as night approached, the boundaries of death in this forest began to blur, and the dead who died here would wander in this forest.And these ghosts carry resentment and are very dangerous.

Thinking of this, Nagel wanted to run away quickly.Unexpectedly, at this time, he suddenly felt a wave of pure malice emerge from behind him.

The elf-like ghost suddenly exerted force and came towards him quickly.

Nigel didn't have time to dodge, and quickly stretched out a paw to block the front, but the transparent ghost just passed straight through his paw and body.

"It's so cold!"

Nigel shivered.He could feel it passing through his body, and a biting cold accompanied the phantom's charge.Could this be its attack?

He quickly hugged the dragon egg and ran away in the opposite direction with his hind legs, but the ghost rushed over from behind again.Although Nigel quickly dodged it this time, the clumsy dragon wings were still pierced by the ghost.

A chill immediately stiffened the right wing.Nigel found that his two front paws, which had just been pierced by the ghost, were also less flexible because of the biting chill.

"Damn it, don't let it touch me again!"

He glanced back, only to see that the ghost just smiled and floated towards him unhurriedly in the air, with the expression of a successful attack.

But Nigel was thinking while running, why was that ghost so aggressive towards him?However, the inheritance memory immediately gave him an explanation.

The elves and the red dragon have a history of perennial battles, and perhaps this feud and obsession also brought the elves over to death.

He was tired after holding the dragon egg for a while, and his body's endurance was not very good.He found a bush and hid it, hoping that there would be no other ghosts like that in the forest.

However, just as he was thinking this way, he found a translucent object floating over his head, and he quickly held his breath and concentrated.Fortunately, the new ghost overhead did not find him.

It turns out that this forest is full of such things!No wonder Dragon Mother won't let herself leave the lair at night.

"But what should I do? This red dragon's body is too obvious, how can I not meet these ghosts when I go home?"

His mind turned quickly, and he thought of five or six escape plans in an instant, but none of them were very reliable.

He felt the chill from the place where the ghost passed through his chest just now slowly spread, and his body gradually became tired.This thing should become more and more serious as time goes by, and now the only way to get cured is to go back to the lair to find the dragon mother.

And at this moment, Nigel suddenly felt a thick and old voice in his head.

"Make a...choice."

Nigel was shocked, because if he heard correctly, the voice turned out to be pure English!
"Who are you?" he said silently in his head, but got no response.

However, three lines of English suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and the position was slightly adjusted as the ball rotated.It says:

[Item: A slate engraved with countless spells, to build an enchantment, to fight against invisible things. 】

[Blessing: Enhance the strength of the body.For a young dragon that can't breathe fire, physical strength is very important]

[Blessing: Temporarily liberate the true power of the Red Dragon. 】

What are these things?bless?thing?
Why can I see these things?
"Choose... one." The old voice said in English again.No matter where the sound came from, it must have something to do with his time travel.

Countless doubts appeared in his mind, but his years of experience in dangerous fields made him calm down quickly.

"You know I'm from Earth?" he murmured to himself.

"Make a...choice." The voice repeated again.

Well, he asked me to choose one of these blessings or items?It looks like a game.

His brain turned rapidly, and he quickly and carefully read the text in his field of vision.

The last two "blessings" one is to enhance the physical strength of the red dragon and the other is to temporarily release the real power of the red dragon.If it really works as described, it should be a good ability enhancement, and he is also very curious about what is the "true power of the red dragon".None of them are as useful as the first option though.

[Item: A slate engraved with countless spells, to build an enchantment, to fight against invisible things. 】

Although the ghosts in the forest are not invisible, but as the knowledge of the mystics in the previous life told Nigel, this stone tablet should also have an effect on the ghosts.

After all, in ancient and modern times, spells were engraved on stones, talisman paper, and parchment scrolls, and the wraiths used to fight against them should be similar to the ghosts in this world.

"I'll choose the first one." He said silently in his early mind.

With this decision, the English in front of his eyes disappeared.Instead, a large stone slab appeared beside him.It just appeared beside it so abruptly that Nigel couldn't see how it came out.

"The voice in my head actually gave something..."

He carefully observed the small golden characters on the slate, and found that Nagel had seen many of the languages ​​on it.For example, various Buddhist mantras written in Sanskrit, Latin used by alchemists, and prayers for offering sacrifices to the sun in ancient Egypt.The voice in his head must be related to his previous life.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt something above his head looking at him.Looking up, I saw that elf-like ghost again, looking at me with a smile.

Looking at this expression, the other party must be thinking, where else can he escape?
The next moment, the ghost swooped down on Nigel's body.

Without hesitation, Nigel picked up the stone slab with his claws and blocked it between him and the ghost.

He immediately felt his two front paws sink, as if the thing hit the stone slab in his hand.At this moment, he heard a miserable howl.

Slate worked.

(End of this chapter)