Evolve bloodline from golden dragon

Chapter 103 Who Are You?
This is a dark and empty huge space.

Dozens of fireballs the size of human heads provided a lot of light here, but it was far from enough.After careful identification, it can barely be seen that this is a stone chamber.

On the wall, there are vaguely hideous and distorted reliefs of various creatures.

On the ground stood huge gray stone statues.The stone statue stretched its teeth and danced its claws, showing all kinds of power and influence, but it has a bit of charm.

There are Titans standing upright holding lightning; there are giant dragons with wings wide open and roaring upward; there are ugly aboleths with bloody mouths; chimeras with three heads of a dragon, a lion and a goat... There are no fewer than dozens of them.

Among them, standing in front of a glaring red dragon statue, was a man wrapped in a black robe.His figure is trembling at the moment, telling that his state is not calm at the moment.

Standing from his perspective, he realized that these statues are huge, and each one is almost the size of a solid body.This red dragon alone has a size of 40 meters.

There is a pedestal under each statue, but perhaps an altar would be a more appropriate description of them.

The man in black was standing on the altar at this time, and in front of him was a groove, in which lay a person - Hoss.

At this moment, Hoss was haggard and almost turned into a mummy, as if all the blood had been evaporated in an instant.

"How could this be?" the black-robed man was startled and furious.

Hoss, the adaptor of the red dragon's bloodline, died as soon as he died. As long as he did not suffer devastating damage and preserved the body with a special spell, the power of the bloodline would remain.

Originally, after Hoth's body was teleported back, he was quite fortunate, but the reality dealt him a heavy blow - the power of the red dragon blood in Hoth's body was gone!

Hoth didn't shed much blood though.

The man in black was still thinking about what went wrong. In the space, a portal opened and another person came in.

"The archbishop, Huos's subordinates, and the believers who participated in the change of king's chariot have brought back the news." The person who came in walked slowly behind the man in black and knelt down on one knee.

"I heard that it was a golden dragon who shot and killed Hoss. His name was Theos. Hoss was not his opponent."

The man in black turned around when he heard the words, the fire light shone on his face, only a mask could be seen.

"If it's a golden dragon, it's really hard for Hoth to win. It's just a pity..."

"I originally planned to train Huos first, and then go to obtain the blood of the golden dragon, but I didn't expect that the plan was interrupted by a golden dragon." The black-robed man was inevitably a little disappointed.

It is very difficult to obtain the blood of the giant dragon, and every blood origin sect has to pay a huge price.

Even the five-color dragons with poor dragon relationships are very difficult for them to deal with, let alone metal dragons.

"Blu, the blood of the red dragon is lost, we need to get another one." As soon as the archbishop spoke, the next person was taken aback.

"Look for news of the lone red dragon, and pick one to start with."

"Yes!" Blue replied in a deep voice, and with a flash of light, he teleported away.

As soon as he left, the whole space fell into silence again.The archbishop was left alone, muttering to himself.

With a sound of "poof", the archbishop raised his left hand, and saw a ruby ​​ring on his index finger light up, and a trace of flame flew out.

The flames fell on Howth, gradually reducing him to ashes.

"Theos... Theos..." the Archbishop repeated, for some reason, he always felt familiar.

"Who is it? Could it be his acquaintance?"

"Ugh!" Suddenly, he held his head with both hands, and seemed to feel a sharp pain.

"It's coming again, it's coming again! You trash! Why..."

His head was hurting more and more, and he seemed to know what was coming.

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, he opened a portal and stepped into it.

……

Franka, the residence of Featherscale Society.

In the living room, several people from Yulinshe were sitting together, seemingly chatting, but they were very silent.

"No matter what, I will definitely support Theos, even if Theos is really accused by the Ten Kings' Council and listed as an enemy." Blatter broke the silence and said what was in his heart.

"Me too." Milo leaned against the wall with his sword in his arms, echoing.

Bratt has long regarded Theos as his own, especially since Theos rescued Besrina again. As long as he has a conscience, he will not let Theos be targeted at this time.

Although Milo didn't say his reasons, he also chose to stand with Theos.

He is a very pure person, not to mention that he doesn't like these rules, but Milo has already recognized Theos's help in his swordsmanship.

More importantly, they are both members of the Feather Scale Society, which is a powerful force in itself.

"Don't be so excited, Theos is a member of our Feather Scale Society, how could he be sanctioned so easily." Ezreal said with a hand on his forehead.

"Many rules are designed to protect the interests of the ten kings. In other words, the ten kings don't need to care about the opinions of the many forces below, otherwise the ten kings would not be called the ten kings."

"In my opinion, there is a high probability that this matter will be discussed within the Ten Kings, and it will be fine if the Featherscale Society makes certain concessions, which is not a big deal."

Ezreal has a deeper understanding of this aspect and expressed his own judgment.And this judgment was also recognized by everyone present.

"In any case, I owe Theos my life." Ren leaned on his chair and said.

At the beginning, everyone was full of confidence, especially him. He originally planned to make the next move steadily, but he didn't expect the boat to capsize in the gutter.If Theos hadn't signaled in time, I'm afraid he would have died.

Thanks to Theos, his injury was not as serious as it appeared.After Aslan's priest of light saw it, he released a 7th-level spell—resurrection, and it was restored.

While everyone was discussing, the door was suddenly opened.A figure stepped in, who is not Theos?
"Theos!" Everyone was overjoyed and hurried forward to surround Theos.

"Hey, hey, there's no need to be so enthusiastic, right? I haven't seen you for a long time." Theos looked flattered, a little exaggerated.

"What are you doing around here, let the boss sit down? Come on, boss, sit down." Blatter pushed everyone away.

"Wait, when did I become your boss?" Theos couldn't laugh or cry, and sat down on a chair surrounded by everyone.

"How is it, is it serious?" Ren asked.

Theos spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, they are not qualified to judge me, not anyone."

"If Bahamut wants to sanction me, I will feel uncomfortable." Theos thought.

"By the way, you are still a golden dragon! How did we forget this!" Bratt yelled.

Apparently none of them had accepted this fact, so they said at this moment: "It seems that we don't need to worry about you."

"Then if you really want to help, I really want to trouble you with something." Theos said after pondering for a moment.

"It's okay to say, Boss, we have important people, and Ezreal for money!" Brat laughed.

"Hey, I don't have much money myself!" Ezreal quickly corrected, he is very rich, but theoretically he has no money. "However, if Theos needs money, I can sacrifice the small coffers I have saved for more than ten years."

Everyone laughed loudly, and the atmosphere that had been dignified before suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Okay, then I'll thank you first!" Theos also joked.

"Let's talk about business." Theos looked serious, and said, "That's right, I have a territory called Osfer..."

Next, Theos briefly described the fact that he had a territory, and mentioned Victor's reminder.

"In order to deal with the possible danger, I would like to ask you to help my territory temporarily. Of course, in order not to involve the Featherscale Society as much as possible, you need to use your own name." Theos expressed his thoughts and added : "The aspect of combat is only secondary. I mainly want you to teach the students of All Souls College."

That's right, Theos wants to pull Bratt and others to the territory for a wave of knowledge output!
To be honest, it is not necessary to rely on a few of them to help Osfer resist foreign enemies.

"I thought it was something, that's all? I am obliged!" Blatter raised his hand in agreement.He said with a smile: "The most irresistible thing for bards is the stage."

"A college full of monsters? Interesting to think about, I thought maybe I could make a book of poetry out of it?"

"I'm fine." Milo also raised his hand to signal.

"It's an honor!" Ezreal raised his beautiful golden eyebrows.

"Great adventurer Ezreal, let's go!"

Although Ren has recovered, he is not in the best condition yet, but he said with a smile: "I need to ask for a leave from the Brotherhood Adventure Group, after all, I am the leader."

"Why don't you ask for leave, why don't you just recruit all your adventure groups?" Blatt yelled.

"Very welcome, I can pay enough!" Theos said very generously, very happy in his heart.

"Wow, did I hear you right? Are we going to get paid from the dragon?" Ren laughed.

Theos knew that everyone in the Feather Scale Club was actually very busy, even Blatter, who looked at idleness all day long, actually had a lot of things to do.

He was very satisfied that several people could agree so simply and neatly.

"I am coming too!"

Suddenly, a soft but heroic voice came from the corridor.

"Besrina!?" Blatt jumped up like a jumping rabbit.

The rest of the people were a little slow, but they also reacted, and they all showed joyful expressions.

"Thank you, Theos." Besrina walked over, her pace was still not very steady, it could be seen that her condition had not recovered.

"Thank you for saving your life. I want to help with this kind of thing." Besrina said firmly.

No one knew how important it was for Theos to use Dragon Transformation True Qi to help her decontaminate.

The spiritual pollution of Isha, a blood-born cultist, is specially aimed at people with pure souls.The purer the soul, the greater the damage.

Maybe for another person, even if the spirit is completely polluted, it will be fine, as long as it can survive.

But Besrina never, not even in death.

Fortunately, this unsolvable curse was lifted by Theos, and there was no trace of trouble or trace left behind.

If she is really polluted, God knows what kind of trial she will face as the captain of the ranger of the Elves' Yongxia Forest.

"But, your identity..." Bratt reminded.He knew that in the past few hundred years, the elves have been fully contracted, and the control of the clan is very strict. It may not be so easy for Besrina to move freely.

"I have communicated with the elders of the clan about this matter, and he has agreed." Besrina reassured everyone.

In this way, there will be no problem at all.

"The car king battle has also been won, and most of the Sios matter has been resolved. It couldn't be better." Renn breathed a sigh of relief.

"That is to say, we only need to wait for the ten kings' meeting to be held after the car king battle is completely over?" Blatter said.

"That's right." Theos nodded.

I don't know what will happen to those old men who claim to be kings?

"I don't believe they dare to outlive me!" Theos resented in his heart.

Come here if you have the ability, at worst, I will hide in the teacher's house, and in a hundred years, I will be a dragon again!
But there is one thing to say, revenge is not a crime, is it?
"Next...it's time for celebration!" Blatter jumped up and shouted, "We won the car king battle, the president will reward us, right?"

"Okay!" Ezreal also made a fuss. This day was really ups and downs. Although he failed to participate in the battle, his spirit could not relax for a moment.

Tonight, completely crazy!
"I'm going to bed." Besrina said softly, turning her head and leaving.Her current state still needs to rest for a while, especially mentally.

"Have a good rest, I'll wake you up and have breakfast tomorrow." Bratt didn't know where his brain was twitching, and said in a strange way.

Before the words fell, he himself realized something, and quickly covered his mouth.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Besrina.

Seeing that Besrina didn't look back, she seemed to run away, and the people in the living room clearly saw that the back of her neck seemed to be dyed red.

……

"Uh……"

In a simple and neat small room, only one magic lamp was on.

On the ground, a young man in a warlock robe gradually woke up.

Just as he was about to stand up, the young man staggered and almost fell, and quickly supported the desk next to him to stabilize his figure.

He covered his head with one hand, and seemed to be in great pain. After a while, the distorted facial features gradually returned to their original state due to enduring the pain.

The young man's face was very delicate, with the facial features of a typical northerner. He had fair skin, and his height and build were also on the large side.

It's just that at this moment, his face was covered with a lot of dust because he fell on the ground before, and his lips were dry and cracked with a few shallow marks.

Not caring about cleaning himself up first, the young man pulled out the chair and went to the table.First, I observed the magic lamp.

"The remaining magic power... is it three days this time?"

The young man murmured and took out a notebook from the drawer.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and several specific runes unlocked the magic lock on the notebook.

Open the note, there are records on it.

On March 494th, 3 Sienn, I awoke from the bathroom, but with my clothes on.I'm sure I've lost my memory for two days...

On the 494th of April 4 in the Sien calendar, I lost the memory of a day.

……

On the 498th day of January 1 in the Sien calendar, I woke up, this time it was 5 days, and there were many injuries on my body.I might have gotten fucked by someone's soul spell...

……

The young man quickly skimmed the message above, flipped to the end, and wrote it down.

On May 501, 5 of the Sean calendar, I woke up in the house, with little change in location, no injuries, and the time of memory disappearance - 15 days.

"Who are you?" The young man frowned.

　Thank you for the January ticket of I Canmeng
　　Thank you Wangyuan for the January ticket
　　Thank you Yakumo Shiyu for the January ticket
　　Thank you guys for your votes
　　
　
(End of this chapter)