"Please kill me, please kill me, give me a good time!" A middle-aged man who had originally looked a little heroic knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, looking embarrassed, his limbs were bent at a strange angle, and his body was covered with all kinds of strange things. He even had some fine white dragon scales on his body.

"Alright, give him a good time!" Muriya frowned as he looked at the white-haired, white-eyed, sickly young man standing in front of the dragon hunter.

He found out that after this white dragon was tortured by that, his mentality might change drastically, so he took it with him, wanting it to vent his emotions, but he didn't expect it to become more and more perverted, in order to better torture and revenge those dragon hunters, this guy actually used his own blood to actively erode humans.

Human beings without any preparation, contact with their own level of dragon blood, although they will get some benefits, but they also have to bear the toxicity of dragon blood in all directions, its damage is the same as strong acid, but it will also make human beings quickly dragonize and have more vigorous vitality.

"Yes, sir. Hearing that it was Muria's order, the white dragon's face showed fear, and then a cold ice dagger was plunged into the middle-aged man's forehead.

"Thank you. The middle-aged man, who had already been tormented, looked at Muria, his lips squirmed twice, and after spitting out two words, he fell to the ground and died, death had become a relief for him at this time.

"Your Highness, you are still too merciful, this guy has definitely hunted more than ten dragons, you shouldn't let him go so easily. On the other side, an old man with long transparent hair looked at the fallen human who had fallen to the ground, and muttered with some dissatisfaction, he was not satisfied, the screams and wails of human beings were now the most beautiful music in his ears.

"I don't have that much time to waste on a soul level. Muria frowned, turned around and left, these two dragons have become more and more perverted since he rescued them, and their hatred for humans cannot be resolved at all.

"What is that feeling?" Murray, who had just walked out of the room, paused and pressed his chest, he could feel the exclusive divine weapon in his body becoming more and more restless, as if he felt the beast before the natural disaster, "Someone is targeting me." ”

"Who else dares to attack me now, but apart from the gods, who else can pose a danger to me?" Muria was puzzled, he suddenly thought of the sleeping Wind King Eagle of Sinapus, in the main world, in addition to the incarnation of the gods, there is only the existence of the level of the Monster of the World, and those high-level legends can cause him mortal danger.

"The high-level legends of humanity are a threat to me, but they cannot pose a mortal danger to me. Muria, who was shocked by the Divine Soldier for the first time, was a little puzzled, he knew that there might be danger, but he still didn't give up the idea of chasing down the dragon hunter.

Because the amplitude of the vibration of these weapons is not strong, it can only be regarded as the lowest level. He had already asked his spirit Casio about this kind of thing, and Casio's advice to him was to bravely meet it and deal with it head-on, this is a crisis, but it is also a rare opportunity.

"Who the hell is it? With a smile on her face, Muria tore through the space with two already neurotic ancient dragons, leaving the city that had been swept away, and all headed to the next place that had already been explored.

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In the bustling dragon skull tavern in the capital of the Principality of Cosem, the fierce dragon hunters are holding the wine made from diluted dragon's blood in their hands, exchanging information in their hands, or calling friends to discuss the next time they go there to hunt dragons.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the thick wooden door of the tavern that only caters to dragon hunters who had actually hunted dragons exploded, and shot towards the dragon hunters in the tavern.

"It's so lively!" a black-haired and golden-eyed boy walked into the tavern with two old and young men with sickly smiles, and looked around, seeing that the tavern's decorations, drinks, and especially the equipment worn by the drinkers were all made of dragon tissue.

"Who are you?" Seeing Muria's unbridled appearance, the extremely dragon hunter sitting near the door of the tavern stood up with his weapon in hand.

"What do you say?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Muria released the pale golden dragon power on his body without any scruples, and some of the weaker dragon hunters sitting in this tavern exploded into a cloud of blood mist at this moment, while the slightly stronger ones knelt on the ground and trembled, not even having a chance to resist.

"Ancient Dragon!" a strong man sitting alone at the bar drinking sullen wine turned around and looked at Muria with a solemn face, and on his body, one after another crimson dragon scales appeared, and a hideous red dragon phantom appeared, opposing Muria's dragon power.

"Dragon-vein Warlock. Muria looked at the strong man who even had dragon horns on his forehead, and his face showed a playful look, "Since you have dragon blood on your body, why do you want to be a dragon hunter?"

"Don't get me wrong, this is the bloodline I gained after hunting a red dragon and bathing in its dragon blood. The strong man looked at Muria and suddenly laughed, "If I can kill you and obtain your bloodline, I should become stronger!"

"Implanted with the blood of the red dragon, have you even become stupid in your brain?Kill me?" Muria's voice appeared in front of the strong man, and slapped him in the face, directly knocking half of his head away, "Where did you get your confidence?"

"Roar!" The strong man who had half of his head smashed suddenly roared, his flesh and blood regenerated at a high speed, his head was deformed, and he changed to the shape of a dragon's head, and on his body, dragon scales were superimposed one after another, like a piece of red dragon armor, and behind him, there was even a thick dragon tail growing out, which was completely a half-dragon.

"That's my confidence. ”

"Did you swallow the dragon you killed alive? With such a concentration of blood, I would believe that you were born of a dragon. Looking at the inhuman monster in front of him, Muria reached forward and grabbed his head at a speed that the monster couldn't dodge, and smashed it to the ground.

Bang

The huge crack spread rapidly from the point where it landed, and the entire tavern collapsed downward, and the capital of the duchy shook as if there had been a great earthquake, and the humans who lived in it ran out in panic.

"Your strength is too weak. Looking at the dragon man who was smashed to the ground by him and his eyes became more and more tyrannical, Muria inexplicably thought of the strange dragon that evolved into a real dragon in the form of a kobold, "You are not even as good as a kobold." ”