Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

Therefore, Mercer returned here again, and in order to resist the gray fog, he planned to try to understand this existence first.

So Mercer jumped up and flew downwards.

The cliff has been filled with mist, and the vibrant scene that Mercer originally saw has long since disappeared. As far as the eye can see, there is not even a single living thing.

Could it be that after only a few days of absence, all those creatures have moved away?

Even thinking about it with his buttocks, he knew it was impossible, let alone some birds. Mercer didn't believe that these four-legged creatures could leave the environment of high cliffs on all sides.

Mercer folded his wings and landed on the edge of a pool on the ground. He lowered his head and stared at the fish swimming in it.

He stretched out his forelimbs and fell into the water quietly, without even causing much splash.

When he raised his hand again, there was already a big, lively fish in his paw.

This is a technique he learned from a group of monkeys. Thanks to their excellent water properties, these long-tailed monkeys naturally know how to catch fish, and Mercer also learned this skill over many years of watching.

Of course, this was mainly due to the dragon's physical fitness and the ferocious aura released independently in his eyes, which made the fish almost take the initiative to be caught in Mercer's claws.

Mercer held the fish, his crimson vertical pupils scrutinizing every scale on its body. Finally, with his super eyesight, he saw a few gray lines on the fish's tail that were easy to ignore.

"...That's right, this is indeed another form of gray mist." With his thoughts flowing in his mind, Mercer caught a few more fish, cut open their bodies, and examined them one by one. in conclusion:

"In other words, this kind of gray mist will parasitize the body of living things, and will be killed by the parasites by absorbing nutrients?"

Mercer recalled the corpses he saw in the plain that night. Combining this information, he seemed to have a picture in his mind - a group of creatures were walking forward weakly, but due to being parasitized, several creatures began to gain strength. Without support, the entire team began to fall into disarray, and eventually even the leader fell down weakly.

Based on this speculation, the pile of strangely dead corpses on the plain is reasonable.

Mercer narrowed his eyes and looked at the few surviving fish in his hands, his thoughts fluctuating.

The parasitic method of gray mist is probably very outrageous. They can attach themselves to water and food without anyone noticing. The most terrifying thing is that they can also float in the air, and they can be parasitized by gray mist even if they take just one breath.

From this point of view, there is a high chance that Mercer himself was parasitized.

However, since he had no real sense of this and his body could not feel weak at all, Mercer acted very calmly when he came to this conclusion.

The only way he could think of at the moment was to burn them to death with flames.

Staring at the swimming fish with its tail swishing in his hand, an idea suddenly flashed through Mercer's mind - how about...eating it and taking a look?

They are all parasitized anyway, so why not eat the parasitized creatures and use super-digested stomach acid to deal with the gray fog and see what happens.

No matter how bad it is, it won't be that bad. If you're lucky, you can still produce antibodies to the gray fog.

So the next moment, he opened his mouth wide and ate the big fish in front of him.

When you feel that there is a foreign body in your stomach, Mercer's intestines and stomach automatically secrete a corresponding proportion of high-concentration gastric acid according to the weight of the foreign object. This gastric acid can just digest the food in the stomach, no more, no less, just right. It is the ability that super digestion brings to Mercer.

"--Well!"

The fishy smell spread with the smell of blood, and just as Mercer was immersed in eating, familiar low growls rang out.

Mercer raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the mountain wall not far away, giant wolves were seen hanging upside down, grinning at Mercer, and slowly approaching.

"coincidence."

Mercer was not surprised. He twitched his nose and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"This is your territory, that's it."

The smell in this area was obscured by the gray mist. Taking a deep breath only made me feel choked in my nose. Therefore, Mercer did not take a deep breath until he saw this group of giant wolves.

The number of these giant wolves is more than three times that of the last time Mercer encountered it. Judging from their hungry sights, this pack of wolves is probably out in full force. After all, so many creatures are hiding as predators in the ecological chain. It will definitely be affected.

He glanced around and saw one of the giant wolves that looked familiar and had some burn marks on his body. Perhaps it was the one that escaped the last time he fought against him.

The giant wolf showed fear after seeing Mercer, and it roared menacingly, as if to warn its companions around it.

But it is unknown how long these wolves have been hungry. Driven by hunger, even warnings from their companions cannot change their decision.

As the distance between them and himself continued to shrink, Mercer seemed completely unfazed.

If it was the strength he showed a few days ago, he might have capsized in the gutter, but at that time he did not show all his strength. To put it bluntly, with his flying ability and breath, he could completely consume Kill them.

"Aww—"

The giant wolf kept approaching with bared teeth. The wolves surrounded Mercer, with the pool and mountain wall behind him. Mercer, who had no way out, narrowed his eyes and let out a roar first.

Chapter 25: Gray lines and gray scales

"Roar!"

The piercing dragon roar turned into a wave of sound that swept through the ears of the wolves. The ferocious intimidation made their bodies freeze in place unexpectedly.

Mercer bared his fangs and moved his limbs. His strong muscles burst out with terrifying acceleration in a moment, like a heavy chariot running towards a pack of wolves.

These giant wolves can use the mountain walls to climb, and the two claws on their limbs can be switched at will to face the two goals of climbing cliffs and hunting food.Even the most incredible thing is that their bodies have a structure similar to that of a flying squirrel. There is a thin film on the limbs and torso. After opening, they can land and glide safely in the mountains.

But other than that, there are no features worth mentioning.

In order to climb on the mountain wall, they are very light compared to creatures of the same size, and their skeletons tend to be slender, which means they cannot be very powerful.

And when it comes to Mercer, an outrageous black dragon who eats too much but doesn't gain weight, and who uses all his nutrition for his muscles, it's even less impressive.

If it weren't for the fact that their sharp teeth could really break through his own scales, Mercer would have no problem letting them all go up together.

Mercer's huge body rolled up a hurricane, and instantly fell on the leader of the giant wolf.

The forelimbs carried their own weight, pressing down on its back and head, pushing it to the ground.Mercer opened his huge mouth, revealing his white teeth, and bit the giant wolf leader on the back of his neck.

The sharp teeth easily pierced its fur, pierced its skin and muscles, and its most vulnerable parts were exposed to Mercer's mouth.

When the rest of the giant wolves woke up from their ferocious momentum, their leader was already holding Mercer in his mouth in humiliation, whimpering continuously.

Just when Mercer was about to bite it hard, the giant wolf leader in his mouth let out a whining scream, and Mercer heard pleading and surrender from it.

As long as he lets go here, he may be able to conquer a group of giant wolves as his subordinates.

But he didn't think so.

Mercer ignored the whimpering of the giant wolf leader. He bit down hard without hesitation. As the back of his neck made a clicking sound in his mouth, the giant wolf leader froze in place, his eyes lost their luster, and his hind legs started to move. Twitching slightly.

Seeing the giant wolf leader dead on the spot, these giant wolves still did not give up. They still surrounded Mercer, but fear had spread in their hearts.

"Roar!"

Mercer let out a high roar, rushed forward again, and swung his claws at them mercilessly.

This group of giant wolves naturally chose to resist, but without the leader as their backbone, they acted like a piece of loose sand, which was not enough to support them.It didn't take long for most of the giant wolves to die in front of Mercer, leaving only a few who wisely chose to escape.

Mercer smacked it with his palm, and with a crisp sound, the giant wolf in front of him fell limply in front of him with its neck twisted in a twisted posture.

Looking at more than a dozen wolf corpses around him, Mercer also felt a little weak.

But this was nothing. He didn't use the breath skill during the whole process, which was really unnecessary when facing this group of giant wolves.

After resting for a while, he came to the body of the giant wolf leader not far away and turned it over so that its belly was facing up.

Different from the thick hair on the back and limbs, the hair on their abdomen is soft and sparse. You can feel the soft texture by placing your hand on it, as if you can also feel the body temperature that has not yet dissipated from its body - although Mercer's whole body is You can't even feel it through the scales.

Although its belly could easily remind Mercer of the wonderful feeling of touching a cat's belly in his previous life, the focus now was not on this, but on another morbid characteristic that appeared on it.

On the abdomen of the giant wolf leader, or to be precise on the chest, there are many gray lines that are difficult to detect. The forked lines are like blood vessels. Because of the fine hairs on its body, Mercer can detect this. at.

He carefully examined these gray lines, then examined the rest of the corpses one by one, and finally came to the result: "It seems that this is a sign of being parasitized by gray fog. In other words, as long as you observe the blood vessels, you can determine whether you have Parasitized?"

Mercer crossed over and came to a corpse. This was a giant wolf that he had fought with before, and the scars left by Mercer still remained on the body.

Compared with the previous pile of corpses, its condition was worse, the body was weaker, and there were a lot of gray hard lumps in the injured areas, like blood scabs or scales of some kind of creature.But when you touch it, you can see that these gray scales are easily broken into powder, floating in the air and blending into the gray mist, while the injured part still has not recovered.

"...I see." As if enlightened, Mercer quickly understood the nature of this gray mist.

"The creatures with gray lines are the most superficial parasites. At this time, they are not in any danger to their lives, but there is gray fog in their bodies. They will be able to return to their original state after a period of time; and these gray scales are deep parasites, gray fog It will parasitize on the wound and form scale-like traces to prevent the wound from recovering, thereby absorbing the nutrients from the wound to split into more gray mist."

With such reverse reasoning, we can also know the transition between superficial parasitism and deep parasitism: if the parasitized person is exposed to gray fog for a long time, even if the body is not harmed, the gray fog will block the trachea, thereby suffocating The parasitized person's lungs will bleed, thereby achieving the conditions for injury.

"Looking at it this way, although these gray fogs are very reproducible, they are far less scary than imagined. As long as they are not injured or exposed to the gray fog for a long time, it will be fine."

Thinking of this, Mercer opened his mouth and blew out a breath, his throat muscles contracted, and a flame as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot out and landed on the wound.

After touching the flame, the giant wolf's hair immediately burned, but Mercer didn't care about this as he concentrated on the wound covered by gray scales.

After being burned by the flames, the gray scales immediately dissipated, revealing the original scars.

But when Mercer soaked it in water, extinguished the flames, and then took it out, he saw a small amount of gray mist beginning to condense on its wound.

Not only it, but the other giant wolves killed by Mercer also had more or less gray blood scabs on their bodies. I am afraid that soon, the blood scabs on the wounds will turn into a layer of scales, and then wait until this one After absorbing the nutrients from the corpse, it becomes a part of the gray mist.

In order to prevent the gray mist from spreading further, Mercer lowered his head, chewed them into pieces and swallowed them without hesitation.

This time Mercer ate very cleanly, not even the fur was wasted. If he couldn't eat it, he burned it to ashes.

It wasn't until he watched the flames gradually extinguish that Mercer flapped his wings and flew away.

Chapter 26: Antidote successfully developed

"The so-called gray miasma is just a tool for the gray scale dragon to release pheromones. It carries the thoughts of the gray scale dragon when it releases the gray miasma. After understanding this, there is no problem in the direction of making the antidote. .”

While recalling the contents of the record, Luo Er raised his head and looked at the tall cauldron of the two people in front of him.

The liquid in the pot was already boiling, and someone stood beside the pot in front of a high platform set up nearby, stirring vigorously.

"In terms of pheromones, since most of my insects are controlled by pheromones attached to their characteristic aromas, I have proposed a plan. If this plan is feasible, it should be possible to create a large-scale agent to suppress gray miasma. .”

Not only Luo Er, but other scholars gathered around and watched as the strong man stirring the cauldron took out a pot of concoction from his feet and placed it on the cauldron.

"Now? Miss Lorre."

He looked at Lor and confirmed with her.

"Pour." Luo Er nodded firmly.

The strong man decisively poured the concoction in the basin into the large pot and merged it with the liquid in the pot.

Soon, dark steam emerged from the pot, leaving a distinct trail in the sky.

When the flame went out, the strong man took a spoonful from the pot and handed it to a scholar.

The scholar dropped the liquid from the spoon into the petri dish, took out the magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

In an instant, everyone present could not help but hold their breath.

After a while, the scholar raised his head and showed joy: "The activity of the gray miasma particles has been significantly reduced. We have suppressed its reaction. We succeeded!"

"Great!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cheered, but it took a long time for them to dissipate.

After being excited for a long time, these scholars began to discuss again:

"Where has the Gray Miasma reached now?"

"We arrived in the forest a month ago, but fortunately the wind direction has blessed us recently and it didn't go too deep. It only spread to about one-tenth of the forest."

"How many resources do we have now? Can we make so many potions?"

"It's a bit tricky, but it can be used easily. What's more, this potion mainly modifies the pheromones in the miasma through smell. If the situation is ideal, it can be boiled into smoke and spread around."

"That's good. But can this formula be improved? Reduce the amount of some herbs used?"

"I also have this plan. How about we apply to Team Leader Harold later?"

"it is good."

......

While everyone was talking, Harold also came to the cauldron, took the vessel from the scholar's hand, and looked at it carefully.

"The activity has indeed been weakened, but the gray scale dragon's scale powder is still there... Although the effect is not very ideal, this is the best way we can come up with during this period of time - thank you , Miss Luo Er, what Kelisi said is indeed true, you are as talented as a hunter as a scholar."

Harold's face lit up with joy. He looked at Lor with gratitude and extended his hand to show respect to her.

"I grew up in the forest, so I know a lot about plants." Luo Er smiled slightly and held his hand.

"You are being modest. The method of reducing the activity of pheromones by changing them is not something that others can easily come up with."

"I am a hunter who controls bugs myself, and I use pheromones to command them to fight, so I subconsciously thought of this." Lohr said lightly, "For example, if the gray-scale dragon releases the gray miasma, the command is ' "Growth at all costs", then my potion is to forcefully impose the command "I don't need you anymore" on the gray miasma. If an insect receives this order, it will not eat or drink until it dies, but the essence of the gray miasma is The gray scale dragon’s scale powder cannot truly die.”

She paused and frowned: "Let me think about it... According to the data, the time it takes for the scale powder of a gray-scaled dragon to completely lose its activity is... ten years? After all, the scale powder is also the body. After ten years, the scale powder will be digested by nature's decomposers."

"As long as you don't receive new orders within this period, it will be fine. The gray-scaled dragon is already an almost extinct creature. No one except this race can evoke the gray miasma."