Shameless Warlock

The pink world, if there is no gasping, and dazzling illusions.

Xu Nan walked by alone, smiling without speaking.

Although his body was charmed by the poisonous mist for a short time, his super charm and resistance can still keep him mentally awake.

[You killed a lord-level monster: Abak, the poisonous dragon]

[You got the poison sac of Abak! 】

[You got the totem fragment-the poisonous dragon! 】

[Your Favored Value +10000! 】

The increase in God's Favored Value made Xu Nan excited, and as expected, this poisonous dragon was doing evil on the earth. As long as he was killed, he would surely be favored by the Protoss. A full 10,000 points of Favored Value is almost one-tenth of the promotion conditions.

In general, the level of the apocalypse warlock is still quite difficult to achieve. After all, this poisonous dragon is a Tier 2 lord-level monster. If you want to find similar ones, Xu Nan may not be able to fight it single-handedly.

As for the totem fragments, it was his unique reward after he was promoted to the Totem God of Azure Dreamland. After killing the monster, he could grab the totem fragments from him. He hadn't studied what it was for.

Abak's poison sac is a somewhat useful alchemy material. According to Xu Nan's own inference, this thing is perfect for making love potions... Damn, how come they are all such rude materials?

Just as Xu Nan complained secretly, the system suddenly sent a prompt

[Whether to read Abak's memory through totem fragments? 】

what? Totem fragments also have this function? He thought that his state of being charmed should be a while before, and he chose to agree.

...

I am a poisonous dragon abandoned by my mother. In three months, I was thrown into the dry and cracked mud puddle of the marsh, and exposed to the sun, waiting for death.

I have seen vultures and hyenas. I am so weak. If it weren't for the breath of my mother near the swamp, they would definitely tear me up.

The reason why my mother abandoned me is unknown. It seems that there is not much difference between me and other brothers and sisters, but when they learn to spray poisonous mist, I still can only produce a small amount of pink gas.

This gas can charm the flower fairy who was caught by her mother.

I like Flower Fairies very much. Although they are timid, they like to tell stories, especially after being charmed by me, they talk like drunk.

Although I don't understand their words, I always find them interesting.

It's a pity that mother and other brothers and sisters don't like them. She caught Huaxianzi only because their taste is suitable for dessert.

I never saw the flower fairies again.

Of course I am not dead. An elderly human pharmacist passed through the swamp and saved me.

From then on, I lived in the pharmacist’s house. He fed me a vegetarian diet every day. At first, I was tired of being vegetarian, but then the pharmacist told me that to be a kind-hearted dragon, one must be vegetarian.

Although I don't understand what kindness means, I still agree to be vegetarian. Well, occasionally stealing a few mosquitoes while the pharmacist is out is not a violation of our agreement, right?

The old pharmacist obviously liked me very much, but he did not allow me to be within three meters of him. Even if he played with me occasionally, he also wore a thick mask and strange clothes.

I don't like it very much.

But I still cherish the friendship with the old pharmacist. His care makes me feel that even being abandoned is not a big deal.

He began to teach me to distinguish between herbs and speak lingua franca. He took me to wander around. Sometimes when passing through human cities, many humans saw me running away. I asked him why. The pharmacist just said it was not my fault.

After that time, the old pharmacist never took me to the city again.

The pharmacist died a year later. I don't understand how he died. It stands to reason that the life span of humans should be a little longer.

It's just that when he was dying, I saw that the color of the spots growing on his body was exactly the same as mine.

I seem to understand something.

The old pharmacist told me before he died, to be a kind and poisonous dragon. I promised him.

Although I was young at that time, under the tutelage of the old pharmacist, I had learned how to find water and avoid humans, while resting in the dark and humid crypt, and finding natural sweet potato tubers to satisfy my hunger.

It’s just that I’m a poisonous dragon. Even if I’m a vegetarian, my body will still emit venom and poisonous gas all the time. The place I pass by is doomed to be disaster: the lake is polluted by me, the animals are poisoned to death by me, and there is nothing that accompanies me. Scavengers afraid of toxins.

I feel so lonely.

So I tried to get close to the city-states of humans. I came into contact with a human. I told him that I was a vegetarian and kind poisonous dragon. He nodded and said that he believed me.

That human's eyes are very bright, like gold coins.

Two days later I woke up and was sold to the Colosseum. Five or six tall barbarians wielded tomahawks trying to kill me.

In panic, I spit out an unprecedented black venom, killing the savages and poisoning many viewers.

I ran away. In the wild, I met the human adventurer again. I angrily accused him.

He told me that a kind-hearted poisonous dragon will not kill people. I have killed so many people and can no longer be a kind-hearted poisonous dragon.

I don't know how to refute him, and then he succeeded in a sneak attack again. I was injected with narcotics and sold to the bigger Colosseum.

I spent the most difficult three years in the Colosseum. At first I earned a lot of bounty for my master, but then no one dared to challenge me. They call me Abak, the sinister dragon.

I just want to live.

One day, I overheared the humans in the Colosseum chatting, they wanted to kill me, because my existence increased a lot of costs for them, many creatures died because of me, and I had no greater value.

I tried my best to escape the control of the Colosseum, stay away from human contracting, and hide in the crypt all day long.

I don't know how long it took, I unexpectedly returned to the swamp where I was abandoned.

I found the old pharmacist’s cabin. Now there is a human woman living in it. When I was there, she was having an argument with a man who tried to hurt her, but I stopped it.

This woman looked a lot like the old pharmacist, and later I confirmed that she was the old pharmacist's daughter.

And that man was the husband who tried to kill her and get her family property. Although I didn't understand what the husband meant, I helped her settle a lot of trouble.

She used to live in the city, but appeared more and more in forest huts.

She often brings me a lot of fresh jokes. For example, there are rumors about her in the recent city-states. People say that she is a forest witch and raises a terrifying monster in the forest.

I laughed and leaned back.

Emily doesn't know any magic. She doesn't even understand the herbal medicine of the old pharmacist. What does it have to do with witches? As for the monsters, hum, with me, what monsters dare to approach?

We spent a very interesting time in the forest hut.

Later, Emily fell ill. She became more and more haggard, and I was anxious, but the herbal medicine taught by the old pharmacist did not help her.

Once, her daughter ran over and took her back to the city. I haven't seen Emily for a long time.

Her daughter warned me to keep her away from her mother, I don't understand.

One day when I was taking a nap, I suddenly had a strong feeling that I had to see Emily.

So I rushed into the city and found Emily, but at that time, she had died soon, and her face was covered with terrible spots, exactly the same as when the old pharmacist died.

I took her away from the city state, and people dispersed in panic, only her daughter bravely tried to stop me.

Emily died still in the forest hut, she said, it was not my fault.

But her daughter said, this is my fault.

I don't understand, I just want to be a kind and poisonous dragon.

I buried Emily next to the old pharmacist’s tomb, and then slowly crawled into the depths of the swamp.

I remembered the words of the adventurer.

It turns out that he was right, and I will never be a kind-hearted dragon.

When I opened my eyes, a voice told me that he can help me solve my toxin problem, provided that he completes a task for him.

I was teleported by that mysterious force to a completely unknown place. He asked me to help him kill people, and I chose to refuse.

I hid in the lake, but the good times didn't last long. Some strange humans found me. They hurt me with very powerful weapons. I could only breathe some pink mist to affect their thinking, but they were really powerful.

I can't live anymore. I was seriously injured.

I hid in a strange cave and remembered the day when I lay on the dry marsh and looked at the vultures hovering in the sky.

The tickling sensation on the **** was exactly the same as the feeling of being surrounded by flies that day.

Fortunately, the skills the old pharmacist taught me allowed me to easily tick my tail.

Unfortunately, this time there should be no old pharmacist to rescue me.

There was a force pulling my tail, and I saw a touch of azure blue brilliance, and I knew I could not live.

I just miss the small wooden house a little bit, the swamp and the tall trees.

It's really only a little bit.

...

In the yacht, a certain room.

Zhang Jian looked at Xu Nan and the doll in front of him in amazement. It seemed that this guy had a very high resistance to charm. From start to finish, he only wriggled slightly, and he did not move too much.

Wouldn't these dolls that I bought by myself be useless?

Eh?

Why did this guy shed tears? Is it too deep into the play?

Zhang Jian frowned~www.readwn.com~ Just when she wanted to do something, Xu Nan had quietly opened her eyes.

"I shouldn't have killed him..." Xu Nan muttered to herself, eyes moist.

He didn't expect that there was such a story behind this "evil dragon". His memory cannot be fictitious. The man behind the Wuyang Lake is not the lord-level poisonous dragon, but someone else!

Zhang Jian gave a dry smile: "Tsk tut? Now I know that I regret it? You are so good that others might not know, right?"

"I wanted to settle the account with you afterwards. Since you are not afraid of being exposed, let's have a good chat."

Xu Nan wiped away the tears and said seriously:

"There is another person behind the gathering of Wuyang Lake monsters!"

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