"It's a good fit for you, Brother Muria. Hearing her Taling's words, Kaslana said with a serious face, "If you want to travel all over the world, before you become a legend, you have a good chance of provoking a legendary-level enemy.

Not all legends will care about your identity, and we dragons have many enemies. With this scepter, you can quickly call on the ancient dragon for help even if you encounter an invincible danger. ”

And as a metal dragon, once you ask for help, there will definitely be dragons to come to support, this is an undoubted fact.

"This scepter is called the wrong name. Muria ignored the power of the prison and looked at the scepter in his hand.

The main function of this scepter is not to call on those creatures who have dragon veins, but to call for help. The name "Dragon Order" is not appropriate at all.

This is the treasure specially prepared for him, except for him, few creatures can use this scepter, and the divine power on it is not something that anyone can bear.

The prerequisite for using this scepter is to ignore Kamui, which is a very high barrier to entry, plus the restriction that the user must have the blood of the metal dragon.

Apart from him, the dragons could hardly find a dragon who could be qualified to use this scepter, or rather, who was qualified to use it, and they didn't need it anymore. According to the restrictions, it seems that only the descendants of the dragon kings can use it.

And this scepter is completely chicken ribs for the descendants of the dragon kings who have grown up. Either function has lost its usefulness. Dominate the dragon creatures?The descendants of the dragon king can casually gather a group of dragons and ask for any dragon creatures.

Don't be kidding, the descendants of the dragon kings who have grown up, once they need to ask for help, the ancient dragon can't help at all, and only the dragon king can give support.

Holding the Dragon's Order, Muria slowly closed her eyes, her spirit pouring into the scepter, wanting to try to use it.

As Muria's spiritual power poured in, an invisible wave spread from the scepter and swept across the city of Bologna. Then, the Dragonborns living in the city suddenly felt a terrifying coercion enveloping them.

Under this high coercion, their consciousness was almost blank, and then they were in awe and obedience from the bottom of their hearts, waiting for the person of this coercion to give orders.

As for the true dragon who had turned into a human form and lived in seclusion in this city, although he sensed this fluctuation, his body barely reacted. The metal dragon is directly immune to the power of the dragon's order, which seems to be done on purpose, not that the dragon's order cannot be effective against the metal dragon.

Spiritual power was integrated into the scepter, and Muria, who left a mark, felt that there were dragonborns all over the city of Bologna, especially with the castle he was in now, there were the largest number.

The presence of every Dragonborn is fed back into his consciousness, of course, this is not the key, the point is, Muria feels that he can seem to give any order to the Dragonborn, and it is mandatory. They can only be executed and have no right to refuse.

"Not this one. Muria muttered softly, and the Scepter sensed his thoughts, causing Muria's sense of the dragonborn to disappear in an instant, switching to another mode.

Then, he didn't feel the presence of the dragonborn, but through this scepter, Muria felt the presence of the metal dragons who lived in seclusion in the city of Bologna, including the golden dragon sister Caslana beside him.

Of course, none of this matters, because of the distance, Kaslana is very conspicuous in Muria's consciousness, but no matter how conspicuous it is, it can't compare to the existence of more than twenty clusters like little suns.

"These are ancient dragons!" Muria felt these little sun-like beings in his consciousness, and through those familiar breaths, he instantly confirmed their identities.

Just when Muria wanted to take a closer look at these ancient dragons who seemed very far away from him. A strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from his body, instantly connecting the elemental realm, and the visible to the naked eye, the colorful elements surged out, forming a point of light like fireflies, filling the space where Muria was.

The Elemental Tides!, which woke Muria up, put an end to his wonderful state. When he opened his eyes and saw the elemental light spots that filled the room visible to the naked eye, Muria immediately understood what was going on, and only one of his nine exclusive weapons had the ability to set off elemental tides.

"The End!" As Muria called, a staff almost as tall as him buzzed, flying out of his body, swallowing various elements, with a hazy five-colored aura on the surface, which looked very dreamy.

"Hum!" When the Staff of the End flew out, the five-colored aura shrouded in it shrank one by one, and then the staff body was slightly tilted, and the staff struck on the Dragon Decree in Muria's hand.

The sound of violent metal trembling continued to sound, very regular, "Oo......oo After a few relentless strikes, Muria finally reached out and grabbed the Staff of End.

"Are you jealous?" Muria looked at the Staff of the End in her hand with a bit of a smile, feeling the dissatisfaction coming from it, as well as the hostility against the Dragon's Order.

"What are you jealous of a staff that doesn't even have a sense at all!" asked Muria, a little speechless, "and it doesn't threaten your position." ”

"Hum! Hum!" The aura on the Staff of the End shrank and shrank, still unhappy that Muria held the Dragon Order, even though it knew that Muria would only use it for a while before abandoning it.

"It's important to me that you can't throw it away now. Muria shook her head, rejecting the Staff's reason to be like a vexatious child.

"Hum!" The Staff of the End shone brightly, and in Muria's surprised eyes, it was engraved on the Staff of the End, and the ancient divine text like a decoration floated up, forming a chain of gods, and then extended, winding around the dragon's imperial order.

With these chains composed of ancient gods, the five-colored spiritual light shone brightly, becoming more and more blazing, and accompanied by the dragon imperial decree in Muria's hand, it became mottled and worn at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual light on the staff quickly became dim.

Especially on the head of the staff, the lifelike platinum dragon quickly shrank in size, turning gray and dim, and the divine power that filled the castle quickly dissipated and faded.

"Your staff is devouring the Dragon's Order?" Kaslana looked shocked at the sight. Of course, she knew what the staff that could devour treasures and grow was what it meant.