dark witches rise

Chapter 251 Orcs?No, dragon people!
in the dark.

Under a little starlight.

Sifel ecstatically rolled around in the pile of gold coins, so excited that he lost his mind.

Sifel's deep love for gold coins is already beyond the ordinary.

This scene made Roja on the side frown tightly.

What made Roja frown was not Sifel's distorted obsession with gold coins, but her injuries.

After the battle just now, Sifel had large and small wounds all over his body, and even blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

The gold coins that were originally shining with golden light had been stained red with blood, and many gold coins were even embedded in the wound.

However, in the face of all this, Sifel didn't notice it at all.

Wait until Xifeier's excited heart calms down a little, and he can listen to people's words.

"Is your injury okay?" Roja poked the wound on Sifel and asked.

"Oh!" Sifel screamed and collapsed on the ground without moving, "How could it be okay? My injury is not as simple as it seems on the surface, even the invisible internal organs and bones are serious Damaged."

Sifel blinked at Roja, "The reason why I suffered such a serious injury is to show you that I am an orc, and I used the blood energy that is extremely heavy on the body."

"Really? So how do you want me to compensate you?" Roja asked with a smile.

"That's not easy!" Sifel patted the ground vigorously, and said excitedly: "The next time you see Leia and the others, just say that you don't want the broken pot in your hand, and let them replace it with Give me [-] million gold coins!"

"Well..." Roja shook his head and said, "We'll talk about this later, let's discuss your racial identity first."

"What else is there to discuss? I've already shown you my blood. Isn't it a certainty that I'm an orc hybrid?" Sifel asked strangely.

Roja recalled the so-called "blood energy" that Sifel used.

The color is blood red, and it also exudes a strong bloody smell. It is not that magic power is not like vitality, and it greatly improves the attack power, which is not much worse than magic power.

People with little experience, such as Sifel, will most likely think that it is the blood of orcs.

However, after seeing Sifel use her so-called "blood energy" with her own eyes, Roja confirmed Sifel's true identity even more.

"You are a dragon!" Roja said word by word.

"Dragonman? What's the difference?" Sifel touched his chin, "Aren't they all orcs like kobolds, werewolves, and winged people?"

"Uh." Roja was a little speechless, "The Kobolds, werewolves, and Winged Clans you mentioned are not Beast Clans, and the Dragon Clans are not Beast Clans."

"Ah? Is it like this? The kobolds obviously have dog heads, the werewolves can turn into wolves under the moonlight, the winged people have bird wings, and the dragon people should be a hybrid of dragons and humans, right? No matter what you think, you should Is it an orc?" Sifel was puzzled.

"How should I put it... It's too troublesome to explain." Roja skipped it directly, "In short, you are not an orc, but a dragon!"

"And the dragon people are not as simple as a hybrid of a dragon and a human."

"Warcraft or wizards with dragon bloodlines are not uncommon, but the reason why those dragon-veined monsters are not dragon beasts, and dragon-veined wizards are not dragonmen, is because the dragon bloodlines in their bodies exist independently and can be stripped out. "

"Dragon people are not."

"The dragon's blood in the dragon man's body has been perfectly combined with the human's blood, and it has become a brand new thing called the dragon's blood."

"So dragon people are dragon people."

"It's neither a giant dragon nor a human, and of course it's not an orc, but a separate race called dragon people!"

Roja's explanation made Sifel, who didn't like to use his brain, dizzy.

After Roja finished speaking, she nodded to express her understanding, "Oh, so that's the case, I'm a dragon, but there's no difference."

"you are wrong!"

"Did I say something wrong? Whether I am an orc or a dragon, it doesn't matter to me. I am still me, and what I want to do will not change."

"What if I say that you haven't displayed the true strength of your physique? What if you mastered the true strength of the dragon man, and your strength can be multiplied by dozens or hundreds of times, and you can even defeat Lei Te, who easily manipulated you?"

"what!"

Sifel grabbed Roja's hand tightly.

What identity or race, Sifel doesn't care much.

But if the strength can really be multiplied by dozens or hundreds of times?
Really able to slap that nasty Leiter in the face?
Then she can't pretend that there is no such thing.

She looked straight at Roja, waiting for Roja's explanation.

Roja said: "Every race has its own power, and the dragon people are no exception."

"And the power of the dragon man is called dragon fighting spirit."

"It is a powerful force formed by the fusion of the dragon's power of the dragon and the vitality of human beings, taking into account the advantages of both."

"While possessing a powerful destructive power no less than Yan Dou's magic power, it also has the advantage of nourishing the body with vitality and prolonging life."

"You can rely on the practice of knight swordsmanship to stimulate the 'blood energy' without anyone's guidance, which shows that your talent is really powerful. Even if you look at the entire dragon family, you are definitely the top."

Roja looked at Sifel with some envy.

The dragon people are one of the strongest races on the Demon Spirit Continent.

Innately possesses a physique that is higher than that of monsters of the same level, and possesses a dragon fighting spirit that is more destructive than ordinary magic power, and has various secret methods comparable to witchcraft.

In the same realm, for example, everyone is in the first-level realm.

The strength of the dragon man is equivalent to starting with the four-slough wizard!
How many first-level wizards in this world can complete three transformations?

Such a genius can only be found once a thousand years in the entire land of the Six Kingdoms.

As for the first-level wizard who can complete four transformations?
The entire Shenwa Wu domain is 600 billion square kilometers, and there will never be more than twenty people!

For other races, the realm that can only be achieved by a genius who is one in a million is only the lower limit for the dragon people.

So what about the one-in-a-million genius among the dragon people?

How strong should it be?
Roja couldn't help being envious.

Even Roja himself is not [-]% sure to complete four metamorphoses at the first level, reaching the lower limit of the dragon people.

I have to say this is life.

I have to feel that this is the difference of race.

"The difference between humans and dragon people is like goblins and humans. It is an insurmountable moat." Roja looked at Sifel, "For example, you are not even a first-level realm, and even the real power of dragon A person who doesn't know how to fight, has the powerful combat power to crush almost all wizard apprentices, and can compete with first-level wizards for a short time."

"Wait until you reach the first level, then it's okay?"

"I'm afraid he will become the strongest first-level powerhouse in the land of our Six Kingdoms."

Being praised by Roja, Sifel smirked, "Really? So I'm so strong?"

"What I said is not an exaggeration at all. If you don't believe me... let me show you the real strength of the dragon body."

Roja took out a pack of silver acupuncture needles from his bosom, "As long as you stimulate the powerful self-healing ability of the dragon people, your wounds are only minor problems, and it doesn't even take a minute to heal them."

"Really?"

It's not that Sifel doesn't believe it, it's that her injuries are too serious.

According to her estimate, it will take half a month to recover after going back to recuperate.

1 minutes?

Even the legendary dragon people are not so powerful, right?

"You'll find out later."

Roja helped Sifel untie the armor and clothing on his body, wiped off the blood on his body, and took out the silver needles to perform acupuncture.

Sifel looked at the small silver needle pinched on Roja's finger, and worried: "Such a small and soft needle, you don't have much strength, can you do it?"

As a strong man with a strength of nearly tens of millions of kilograms, Sifel's physique is beyond imagination. Even if she doesn't take any defenses, ordinary people can't leave a scratch on her skin with a sword while standing still.

Roja, who doesn't seem to have much strength, can really poke that silver needle that doesn't look special into her body?
"You don't have to worry about this, as long as you cooperate well, there will be no problem." Roja pierced the silver needle towards Sifel's acupuncture point.

When the silver needle touched Sifel's skin, Roja slowly rubbed the silver needle.

Stimulated by the spinning silver needle, Sifel's body seemed to be pierced by a pulling force, slowly pulling the silver needle towards her body.

Seeing the silver needles completely immersed in her body, Sifel exclaimed.

"Wow, I really came in, it feels so amazing!"

"A little acupuncture and moxibustion."

"Don't be humble, just relying on this acupuncture technique, you can be counted among the best in the entire Gray Fog City. No wonder they invited you to deal with Count Kanna together. Your medical skills are really extraordinary."

Sifel has a good impression of Roja.

But there is no conflict between having a good impression and thinking that Roja is an ordinary person with no abilities.

When Leia invited Roja to cooperate, Sifel was surprised.

But although she has a carefree personality, she still understands the basic principles of life.

You can't ask directly in front of Roja—"You are such a waste, why did the other party invite you to cooperate?"

She guessed that Roja must have some kind of ability that made Leia fancy.

Was it medicine?

It was only then that Sifel remembered that Roja was a witch doctor.

"Relax your body and mind, and don't make any resistance in your body." Under Roja's gentle voice, Sifel slowly closed his eyes, and his body was in an unprecedented relaxed state.

After Roja stuck more than 100 hair-thin silver needles on Sifel, he searched around for nine fist-sized stones and two wooden sticks as long as forearms.

Seeing Roja sitting cross-legged on the ground and placing the nine stones in a certain position in front of him, Sifel wondered, "What are you doing with these stones?"

"I don't have any tools with me, so I can make do with these stones."

"What tool?"

Roja did not explain.

Roja held a wooden stick in one hand, and started beating on the nine stones with a "ding dong ding dong".

At first the sound was so dull, so deep, so ugly.

Gradually, Roja's beating speed became faster and faster.

The dense sounds merged into one, enveloping Sifel.

The silver needle pierced on Sifel's body resonated with the sound, and vibrated "buzzing".

The sound produced by the vibration of the silver needle is so subtle, much lower than the sound of flies flying.

But when the vibration was injected into her body through the silver needle and flowed through her musculoskeletal body, Sifel felt as if there was a huge copper bell that was constantly vibrating in her body.

It made her go limp all over.

The vibrating sound of hundreds of silver needles gathered together in Sifel's body, and the originally subtle sound was amplified thousands of times at once, vibrating in her body and resounding in her consciousness.

Vaguely, Sifel found that those vibrating sounds were like a giant dragon roaring.

"Roar--"

At first, the roar of the dragon seemed to be faintly heard as if it was hundreds or thousands of kilometers away.

Slowly, the roar of the giant dragon got closer and louder.

Not long after, the roar of the dragon had occupied Sifel's entire consciousness.

Under the effect of the giant dragon's roar transformed by the vibration of the silver needle, Sifel felt that a certain long-dormant power in her body was waking up.

Syfel opened his mouth.

"Roar--"

A roar of a giant dragon that was louder and more majestic than any other sound suddenly came out of her mouth.

The dragon's roar from Sifel's mouth was like a thunder that exploded at night, waking everyone up from their sleep.

The monster group screamed and fled towards the distance.

Even the convoy hundreds of kilometers away, everyone was frightened.

"what?"

"Ah? Are there enemies?"

"What is this fear?"

Sifel, who was half asleep and half awake, didn't know what was happening outside. She just felt a powerful and warm force flowing from the depths of her body, flowing in her body, which was extremely comfortable.

I don't know how long has passed.

The roar of the dragon gradually disappeared.

The power flowing in Sifel's body is also gone.

Sifel, who felt unprecedentedly comfortable in his body, opened his eyes.

She found that Roja had pulled out the silver needles on her body one by one and put them away.

And her body, which was riddled with wounds just now and needed at least half a month of cultivation to heal, has completely healed!

Not to mention leaving a little scar on his body, even the previous scars have healed and disappeared!

"Wow, is my injury really healed?"

"The skin has become so much smoother? The scars from previous battle injuries have disappeared?"

"Amazing!"

"Your medical skills are really amazing!"

Sifel praised Roja without hesitation.

Roja said modestly: "Your injury is not considered to be cured by me. I just stimulated your physical potential and let you experience the self-healing ability that dragon people should have."

Saying that, Roja moved his head towards Sifel, his eyes were extremely hot, "Do you want to become stronger? Do you want to get the real power of the dragon people? I can help you!"

Stared at by Roja's hot eyes, Sifel was actually a little scared.

She moved her butt backwards and distanced herself from Roja, "You really know dragon people well, have you had any contact with dragon people before?"

"No, not at all." Roja shook his head, "That's why there is research value."

"Research? What do you mean? Are you treating me as an experimental subject?" Sifel said angrily.

"Everyone gets what they need, haven't you experienced the powerful self-healing ability of the Dragon Man? You know, that's just the tip of the iceberg of the Dragon Man's power..."

"As long as you have power, you can get more money, don't you feel tempted?"

Roja's words were like the devil's whisper, full of temptation.

"I..." After hesitating for a long time, Xi Feier finally nodded with difficulty, "Don't let me find out that you are doing something strange to me, or the sword in my hand will not show mercy."

After Roja and Sifel exchanged the details of the cooperation, the eastern sky began to turn white, and it was time to return to the team.

Sifel casually found a big rock.

She hollowed out the middle of the stone and used it as a water tank to fill all the gold coins.

She held Roja in one hand and carried the water tank in the other, and returned to the convoy.

(End of this chapter)