"This is the world of magic.... You're talking too much."

"Well, for the sake of your IQ, I'll just explain it with a more reasonable explanation..... Dragon's blood is a natural magical affinity, which can transform the material of the object itself, and make the physical fitness of the person who drinks it change, the richer the dragon's blood, the stronger the ability to transform, you think it's okay."

"Uh-huh, this can be understood, this is the world, everyone knows"

"So what does the richness of the dragon's blood depend on? Of course, the purity of the dragon's blood, from the ancient dragon god's blood. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Otherwise, how can you turn decay into magic, right?"

"Indeed...."

"That's the rule. The richer the dragon's blood, the stronger the transformation power. Colored dragons, planting their teeth in the soil, will become dragon tooth soldiers, this is the dragon's bloodline transformation ability, their blood on plants or animals, will create their own family because of the huge magic power.

If the lower race drinks the dragon's blood, and it does not have enough ability to conquer and control this power, it will be assimilated by the dragon's blood, mutate, and evolve towards the dragon's side, as a punishment, of course, it is a loss of mind, but there are also lucky people who survive and become beyond the ordinary.

For example, the Abyss Demon Dragon Clan was created after absorbing high-level dragon blood, so you can accept that."

"I can accept this.... After all, it's still in the realm of magic."

"Well, the dragon's blood, which contains both great magic and transformation ability, and the ability to transform creatures, has accepted this setting.

So what confusion is there about the blood sacrifice alchemy that is generated by transforming a small piece of wood, using dragon blood and bones as materials, and the constant magic energy of a fifth-level magical creature stored in the magic core?"

"Oh.... So that's the case, then why do you have to say it's the rules, isn't that a drama?"

"Nonsense, this is based on the fact that the rules set by the dragon god are useful, and the high-level rules affect or override the low-level rules. If you go to Earth, the magic setting and the dragon's blood setting are not just dry looking??? it's the forbidden area!

"Did you just say that dragon blood can be transformed into anything? doesn't that mean that I can transform something other than this wood?"

Leillard understood what Akua was saying, and he began to gear up again.

"It's all said that it's linked to the purity of dragon blood, otherwise you can directly create several waves of clans with so much blood you shed."

"So what?"

"At most, this small piece of stone or wood can be transformed, and even the iron and metal can't affect it, and that altar is drenched with your blood and you don't see the solidified magic, otherwise why do you say that you are a mudblood?"

"A little heartbroken"

"That's nature, so you need to raise your own level, this kind of non-native magic alchemy product, if you let those magicians and gods who have studied it know, you will probably know immediately that the invaders are swaggering under their noses. If you want to secure your property, you still need strong force to back it up."

"I don't think you're cheating on me"

Leillard looked at the wooden prayer array in his hand, and his heart was quite complicated.

I just want a house with peace of mind.

Akua yawned twice, and the explanation she had just explained made her look a little tired, so she chose to sleep.

"People die and birds rise to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years"

Although he didn't want to let these things out, Laiard knew that he was coerced into the human world by a group of people, and if he didn't want his wife to run away with people in the end, he could only choose this path.

How should the matter of constant strength be solved?

No matter what, I don't want to think about it, so let's do more prayer for the gods and go out to pit people!

Laiard drew a fierce black dragon behind the prayer circle, crossed a heart, and wrote his name and advice in the language of this world.

"If you are not desperate, please do not choose to sacrifice lightly, this is the same as fate, you never know whether you will gain hope or despair in the next moment. If you are really desperate, please call my name reverently at that time.

-- From the honest and reliable black dragon Lillard Jean de Minopus"

After covering all this, Lillard broke the jar and made seven or eight wooden prayer circles of the same specification out of the remaining materials.

Perhaps it was the alchemy of the blood sacrifice that would consume mental power, and Leillard was so tired that he couldn't raise his eyes at this time, threw those miscellaneous things into his reserve space, and fell asleep on the ground with Akua in his arms.

"Who's going to wake him up?"

Celia asked Rebecca, the only one who could speak.

Since she suddenly ran to this boat a few days ago, and slept for two days, she felt that she should have been drugged. And the person who drugged should be the shameless man, who has been violated by him many times in the past few days when he was asleep.

Celia is very hostile to Lillard from the bottom of her heart, and never meets when she eats and sleeps, and even when she does, she runs to Lillard on her toes and asks to get off the boat. Celia, who has learned the human language and can communicate with others, is treated by Ista as a simple-minded person who can be used, and then constantly encourages Celia to find Leillard and ask to go ashore.

So, a few people who had already cleared their luggage searched the room and finally blocked Leillard.

Esta was still wondering if Lillard would run away on his own without saying goodbye, and he was relieved.

"Why don't you try?" said Ishtar.

"It's not good, it's been so many days here, and I don't mind these two days," Rebecca frowned to dispel Celia.

"Yesterday pushed today, today pushed tomorrow, continue to push like this, there is always endless delay, who can stand it. I'm quite supportive of you, it's much better to go home early and enjoy the warmth of your loved ones than to stay on this broken ship. And you see, you were taken captive as cargo to a human settlement, ran out with all the difficulty, woke up from a goblin attack and were brought here. No matter how you think about it, you have to get off the boat and go home early, right?"

Listening to Ista repeat her tragic experience, Celia nodded heavily, and she ran straight in front of Leillard, kicking the pieces of wood in her way with her hooves, and stomping her feet heavily on the ground, hoping to wake up Leillard, who was sleeping like a dead pig, in a more civilized way.

Leillard chirped twice, turned over, and consciously dug his hand into Akuya's clothes, ignoring the embarrassed centaur girl beside him.

"Ahem, ahem"

Still no response.

Is it going to pull this guy up by force?

"Get up!!Get off the boat and leave!!"

In the end, unable to run and injure someone, Celia pulled up Lillard's ear and yelled.

"Is it morning?"

Lillard looked around blankly, the sun shining in and the salty sea breeze pouring into the room.

"It's morning, it's time to go. You promised me to send me ashore today."

Celia stared at Leillard with a serious face, his hands still climbing unconsciously, unaware. What a scumbag.

"It's morning so soon, I still want to sleep more, is that okay?

"Don't pretend to be stupid, get me up quickly, put your hands where they should be! Take me out of this hellish place at once! I want to go home!"

Celia directly pulled up Leila, who was still giggling, who is this coquettish to.

Lairad got up again helplessly, Akuya didn't wake up even if she was troubled like this, she was still drooling on Leirad's body, it looked very fragrant, I really envy her.

"Get off the boat, get off the boat," he repeated with a blank face, as Lillard stumbled forward with Akua in his arms. Leiard, who was busy studying, didn't have time to make boats, and besides, he didn't need a boat just to go ashore, and a raft was enough.

According to Elsa's discussion, this time they are going to pretend to be the people who survived the coastal city after being hit by huge waves, and take refuge in the southern marquisate after trekking through mountains and rivers.

From the last experience, this group of people was very afraid of sailing at sea, if the waves crashed, or if a few sharks came when Lillard went out to look for food, dozens of people would die in the belly of the fish.

After a while, the people who had been waiting nearby for a long time boarded the raft and headed for the shore with the necessary clothing and food.

Anyway, it was only more than ten miles away from the sea, and it didn't take long to arrive, and everyone's faces finally showed a sense of peace of mind that they were about to go ashore.

After so many days, how difficult it was to land for the first time! Finally, I didn't have to be trapped at sea.

The people who had always seemed dull were also happily discussing what interesting things would happen after going to the marquisate. Basically everyone was elated.

Except for Lelard, who had been drowsy and constantly dragging these people towards the shore.

For various reasons, he hadn't told the women that on the other side of the safe area cut off by the waste wood on the shore was an endless stream of goblin zombies.

If you insist on giving reasons.

To put it simply, he forgot.

And he didn't mean to think that it would be a big surprise.