Dragon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dragon of the West that really exists only in fantasy.

Tempest watched in amazement as the dragon sat in the middle of a sea of lava and fire, exuding the intimidating power of being a species at the top of the biopyramid, even if it was standing still with its eyes closed.

Ah Xi Ba!

Who can tell him what the hell is going on?

In Stella's subconscious world, he can understand the world of flames, but why is there such a terrifying thing?

Just as the wind was stunned, the dragon seemed to sense someone entering its realm and opened its eyes, which had been closed.

"It's-"

Wind's eyes widened, and instead of the golden pupils of the regular fantasy world and anime novels, they were as red as blood.

If he just looked at these eyes, Blast would have thought he was seeing Stella's eyes.

Wait a minute! Is this-

A flash of light swept through Wind's mind, but before he could catch it, a loud roar bombarded his hearing.

- Roar~!

Like the roar of an earthquake, like the roar of a tsunami, or even the roar of thunder.

Under the dragon's roar, a terrifying burst of light and heat energy erupted, and the storm of light and scorching weasel swept in all directions, making the already restless world of flames even more boiling.

Immediately afterward, the wind saw the dragon's form, which began to shrink gradually, and finally took on a human form.

And the person who was transformed by the dragon was suddenly Stella.

It's still the long red lotus hair that curls slightly, it's still the gorgeous face, and it's still the proud figure, but the spirit of the whole person has completely changed-

Arrogant, ego, wild, strong, arrogant, domineering......

It is as if underneath this beautiful body is a prehistoric beast dressed in the skin of a human named "Stella", standing at the top of the food chain.

"Mortals who dare to blaspheme my body, let me see if your heart and strength are qualified to bear this infatuation and love!"

"Stella" said as she stuck out the tip of her tongue, crossed her thin scarlet lips, and looked at the wind with a subtle look.

From the other party's slanted gaze and subtle expression, the wind saw not contempt, but even more unpleasant contempt, and interesting curiosity.

Bliestine hugged his left arm and held his chin in his right hand, looking at Stella thoughtfully.

The other person's gaze, expression, attitude, words, tone, body language, etc., are like people looking down at an ant on the ground, watching it live in their own narrow world, destined to not understand what kind of existence is standing next to it.

This is the disparity in the level of biology, the evolution of life, and the gap created by the innate engraved in the soul.

Wise as he was, he understood and understood all of this almost instantly, but it still made him very unhappy, very, very, very unhappy.

So, he immediately half-squinted, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a 'troublesome' smile, and said with a smile: "Hehe, my mind and strength? For the sake of your face and body, just look at it if you want! ”

"Very well, at least in terms of guts! Not much, but I hope you are more than guts......"

"To be reasonable, you still have to break your wrists!" Hurricane did not have stage fright, but looked at the other party provocatively, and said with a smile: "If you want to fight, you can start fighting directly, and you still want to be so literate, and you don't have the straightforwardness of a dragon at all?" Come on, leave everything to the battle, and try to kill each other with a more intense physical collision than the previous physical collision between men and women, and let me see the power of the dragon! ”

"Good, good, very good! No wonder "I" fall in love with you, no wonder "I" fall in love with you, you really have an appetite for me! ”

At this point, after both sides finished speaking, they no longer talked nonsense, and a thousand words were delivered to one word, that is, to do.

This is the subconscious space, which can also be said to be the world of mental imagery, the competition is for one's own strength, skill and will, relying on the strength of the soul and the quality of magic power, even if you really die here, it is just a mental trauma and a concussion.

Damn, you even care about death, and you still care about this bit of fur?

So even if it's a dragon, the wind is not false at all, and the day is not enough, it is simple and clear.

As soon as the wind summoned the "Ash" magic spear, "Stella" directly crossed the distance of hundreds of meters between the two sides and smashed directly into his chest with a punch.

The sudden blow was too late to dodge, and there was no need to dodge, because just the boiling and surging magic power in his body made him understand the horror of this blow.

Without the use of the inherent spirit costume "Concubine Dragon Sin Sword", "Stella's" attacks are simple, direct and violent, but the destructive power caused by just fists is definitely more terrifying than the great sword.

The wind stabbed the pink fist with a shot, and then—

Far beyond the heaviness and huge power imagined by the wind, if it ignores the defense and the puncture damage, it directly and overwhelmingly pushes the wind and the spear backwards.

Without saying a word, Blast immediately took the opportunity to dodge, and "Stella" fist smashed directly into the stone wall of the cave behind him.

- There was a loud bang, and the whole stone wall was like paper paste, and a huge hole was cracked.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the wind stabbed Stella in the back with a straight shotgun.

In the "sonorous" sound, accompanied by the splash of sparks, that layer of crystal white skin is like the strongest layer of fine iron in the world, such a powerful blow cannot be pierced, but only scratches a little, and then returns to its original state in an instant.

Such a terrifying defense is simply desperate.

"Stella" waved her hand and pressed the spear that the wind couldn't retreat, and directly hit him with the whole person, as if throwing herself into her arms.

Without saying a word, the wind immediately gave up the "ashes", and turned a few flips in succession, not at all to accept the embrace of the beauty head-on.

Nonsense, the other party is not only a beauty, but also a female tyrannosaurus, and it is definitely more terrifying than the [Tiger Hard Climbing] that is close to the mountain in Baji, even if he can't be killed for a while, he can be crippled alive.

After throwing away the "Ashes", the wind summoned "Blood" again, and once again fought "Stella" who was rampage like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

As the fierce battle intensified, some fragments of memories began to be poured into Tempest's mind, memories of Stella's life trajectory and growth experience-

He saw the young Stella, growing up free and carefree in the royal kingdom of Familion......

I saw Stella as a child, and I was worried about my father, who was a king, for the affairs of the country and the people......

Seeing that Stella learned that the Imperial Kingdom of Familion could only survive in the cracks of great powers, and after knowing that only with her own powerful magic knight could she truly improve the strength and security of the country, she resolutely decided to become a knife cutter......

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