Night Fly, male, 24, was born in an ordinary household in the Yanyu District of Tianqing Town, the capital of the Beidou Dynasty.

The night flies, who are very lazy by nature, have been given a pair of flexible hands, and with these flexible hands, he has not yet graduated from the academy, and he has earned money that can support himself by relying on his ability to paint.

So the night fly dropped out of school directly, and read the novels he bought at home every day, or drew some characters according to the descriptions in the novels.

In this regard, the parents of the night flies did not object after seeing the money their son earned.

It's just that no one knows, but the Nightfly hides a secret, because he discovers that he has a very magical power, as long as he draws it, he can give life to these things.

But Nightflies found that these also have limitations:

1. You can't draw something that really exists, even something similar.

Second, you can't graffiti at will, and the creatures you draw must give them a story and a setting.

Wait a minute.

In the eyes of the falling night fly, this is simply an ability against the sky, and he often reads novels to understand that people like him who suddenly rely on talent or external force to obtain outstanding abilities and remarkable achievements are easy to be jealous, and even hit and ostracized, so the falling night fly will choose to drop out of school and protect himself.

When he has fully explored his abilities and figured out whether the strength and whether he can improve it, he will go out of the house and face the world.

Of course, there is also the possibility that the night fly may not come out until it dies, and to put it bluntly, it is actually the night fly that is particularly lazy.

It's just that paper can't hold the fire, and the ability to fall the night fly was finally made public by a woman, and it was just a strange ability, which is nothing in this magical world.

The bad thing is that the night flies have relied on this ability to be a 'hero' a few times and destroy some people's good deeds.

So, soon those people followed the vine and found that the culprit was the night fly.

Eventually, Nightfly was surrounded by these people in his rental house after dark, ready to besiege and kill Nightfly......

"So I used the ink board of the 'Destruction Giant Eagle', which I couldn't use for the time being, and used the ability of the 'Destruction Giant Eagle' to travel through various world planes to come to this place." Under the watchful eye of a dragon, Nightfly told all about himself.

Because of the forcible use of the Destruction Giant Eagle, the Nightfly is no longer able to use other abilities for the time being.

"And how do you know my mother's name?" Torgast shouted.

"I've read the biography of the white dragon, and it's written." Nightfly spoke, and then, as if to add authenticity, pulled out a book with a thick white cardboard cover from the backpack on his waist.

As soon as Nightfly took out the book, Torgast felt a familiar and familiar taste, transformed into a white-bearded old man, and stepped forward to take the biography of the white dragon.

"Who gave this to you?" Torgast asked, sniffing the book.

"A beautiful woman, she asked me to paint her a picture of a white dragon, so she gave me this book, and it was written about your mother, and I can know how old you are, because of this book." At this moment, the night flies who just want to save their lives have nothing to say, and they have no intention of hiding it at all.

“…… It was my mother who did it. Torgast thought to himself, and then said, "So, this book was given to you by her as payment?" ”

"No, she said that she would temporarily store it with me, and take it later when she has money, so that I must not make it less or give it to others, otherwise I will compensate her for her books." Nightfly heard from Torgast's questioning that the woman did not seem to be an ordinary person, so she did not say anything bad, and said something.

"Even if she's got a bit of a bottom line...... Togast thought to himself.

"So, when did she press this on you?" Tu Hao on the side was also listening carefully to the other party's story, and then interjected curiously and asked.

"Uh...... It's been almost three years. "Nightfall Flyway.

Torgast was speechless and swallowed the book in one gulp.

Tu Hao looked at the humanoid Torgest, swallowed a book in one gulp, and said speechlessly: "Are you so hungry?" ”

"My lord, it's not hungry, because the mouth of the white dragon connects the space where they store their treasures." Nightfly explained to Tu Hao.

"Shut up, who told you to say that?!" Torgast said dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Tu Hao like a thief.

“…… Why do you think of me like this, isn't it written in our contract, the wealth before the contract belongs to me and not to the common property? Tu Hao said speechlessly.

"But you asked me to give the treasure to ......," Torgast said halfway, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"......" Tu Hao looked at Torgest, a little speechless, he felt that his dragon's head seemed to be asleep: "Okay, I'm not interested in your treasure." ”

"That's what you said." Torgast said happily: "I remember that the Heavenly Beast said that if the human powerhouse often lies, it will be bad for the body. ”

"It's not a mortal enemy, why do you always feel that whatever you say, it's all related to the Heavenly Beast." Tu Hao complained in his speechless heart.

"How long have you been here?" Tu Hao asked the Nightfly again.

Because Tu Hao didn't remember until he reached the dark abyss, he didn't seem to know where the so-called skull of destruction was, only the crooked gourd seemed to have a way to find it, but the problem was that the crooked gourd didn't come in.

"I don't know, it should be long, right?" Nightfly replied.

"Have you seen the skull of destruction?" Tu Hao asked curiously.

"What is the Skull of Destruction?" Nightfly asked curiously.

"Tsk, that's a big problem." Tu Hao blinked in thought, and then looked at Torgaster.

"Yes, Torgast, we'll go back and pick someone up." Tu Hao then remembered that he was now a man with a dragon, even if he met those people like Shenhua, he didn't have to worry.

"It's going to take a day." Torgast said.

"Huh? Do you still have CDs? Tu Hao said speechlessly.

Togast asked, confused, "What is a CD?" ”

"It's that you use the ability, you can't use it directly, you have to use it every time, at intervals." Tu Hao explained.

"That's for sure, I've crossed the plane." Torgast shouted in discontent.

“…… Hey, you all seem to know the plane, huh? Tu Hao suddenly thought of it and asked.

"Of course, our White Dragon Clan is the only race that can freely travel between various planes." Torgast said proudly.

When Tu Hao heard this, he glanced at the night flies, Torgast knew what Tu Hao wanted to say, and shouted again: "He is a special case of your human race, and I am talking about our white dragon race." ”

"Suddenly, I felt that the effect of this volume adjustment was too good." Although Tu Hao looked at Toggst and yelled at him, his voice was like that, and he thought silently in his heart, after all, it had only begun, and he thought that this ability was very weak.

"I've only read it in novels, but I don't have a special understanding of the plane...... "Nightfly explained as Torgast's scalp tingled as he stared at him.

"Well, it doesn't really matter, so we have to wait here for a day? In other words, in the creatures you draw, there are no things to look for, are there particularly powerful creatures? Tu Hao asked thinking of the ability of the night fly.

"So, it seems that there really is." Hearing what Tu Hao said, the night fly's eyes lit up, and then he took out a picture book, and after opening the picture book, a very cute ball full of hair appeared.

Then the Nightfly took out another brush, dipped it in his mouth, and tapped it on the eye of the ball, and then the book glowed with color, and a strange creature the size of a basketball, covered in hair, fell.

After falling, it seems that it hurts, and his big eyes are full of grievances.

Tu Hao couldn't bear it at all, he directly picked up the hairball, touched the hairball with his hand, and the hairball, which was originally wronged, showed a happy look, and stretched out his tongue to lick Tu Hao's hand.

Tu Hao felt the humidity on his hands and found that this thing didn't look like it came out of a painting at all, but more like a creature that already existed.