Chapter 1651: Staggered Meeting (6)

Dragons' photon sense of smell can smell their own kind, so as to distinguish friend from foe, and even judge the strength of the opponent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In ancient times, in order to hunt dragons, the dragon hunters received the power of dragon blood from dragons. Therefore, the dragon hunter clan is also filled with the powerful aura of ancient dragons. Despite this, dragon blood and human blood have been fused for millions of years, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a dragon or a human. The aura of great and powerful courage emanating from the dragon hunter clan is no longer the breath of the same clan for the evil star, but a kind of deteriorating stench.

It was a peculiar smell peculiar to the dragon hunters, neither a dragon nor a human, and this was the first time I had seen this kind of smell.

No, it's not. It seems that I have felt the same breath somewhere before, but at that time, the evil star was not sensible and didn't take it to heart, and almost forgot it after so long.

...... All in all, with the idea that he could communicate with the other party, the Evil Star followed Bediwell to the eastern outskirts of Cairo's black market.

But he was naïve.

"Daddy Odin, I brought a friend to you. Before Bediwell could get close to the stone house, he shouted loudly to inform the people inside.

No response.

"It's weird. Bediwell frowned and snorted, "It's not supposed to be so quiet here. What's missing?"

It took the werewolf youth half a second to figure out that the reason why this neighborhood was so quiet was because of the lack of the sound of Odin's father's iron. Originally, Daddy should have been hammering and pounding in front of his forge for a hundred years, constantly forging something. But the familiar sound of striking iron was now gone, and there was a deathly silence around him.

Sensing that something was wrong, the star reached for the handle of the weapon at his waist.

Before everyone could react, Daddy Odin had already broken through the door with a huge spear, and the head of the spear was aimed at the heart of the evil star!------

However, the Evil Star had already been prepared, and before the spear head hit the heart of the Star Dragon, the Star Dragon had already slashed out, and the swords and guns collided together halfway, and a crisp roar echoed in the air!

"Huh? Daddy Odin took a step back and made a stance to continue the attack, and the spear stabbed like a torrent again, and in a second it was ten consecutive stabs!

Knock Knock Knock! However, Evil Star quickly swung his crimson blade to block, finally stopping the ferocious onslaught!

Old man Odin took a step back, intending to continue his attack more violently, but at this moment a black and golden light passed in front of him, entangled his father's spear, and the evil star was about to counterattack, but a large black shadow was hidden in front of him.

"Stop, why did you start a fight as soon as we met!" Bediwell had to shout to stop the two.

Seeing that his spear was entangled and inconvenient to wield, Odin drew another scimitar from his waist, ready to attack at any time. But instead of attacking immediately, he angrily asked, "Werewolf boy, did you really betray our dragon hunter clan?

"No!" Bediwell was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood: "My friend just wants to ask you something, and has no intention of bothering you!"

"That murderous attack just now is about to make me change my mind, the dragon hunters are really savage. But the star said.

"Don't say a word, Evil Star!" Bediwell was so angry that he almost vomited two mouthfuls of blood: "It's complicated enough, don't make trouble!"

"Then again------ "It was only then that the star could see clearly the big black shadow standing in front of his face. At first, he thought that Bediwell had used some kind of weapon to stop him from continuing the attack, just like he had used a whip to stop Daddy Odin. But upon closer inspection, Evil Star realized that the one standing in front of his face was actually a large paper cone, and it was the same large paper cone that Bedeville had used to hold the french fries earlier.

Evil Star became angry in an instant: "You used a paper cone with french fries to block my movements, but you used your weapon to block the old man's movements?!Are you underestimating me?"

This is, of course, the big bucket of french fries that Lawrence was holding before. Lawrence stuffed this into the werewolf youth before being chased away by Bediwell, but the amount of this stabbing thing was too much, and Bediwell couldn't finish it, and he didn't want to waste food (even if it was a synthesis of water and air), so he had been holding this poke fries and eating it at the bar since just now.

"Uh...... A drop of cold sweat broke out on Bediwell's forehead: "I was holding this in my right hand just now, so it's just a good hand." ＂

"Nonsense! You can change hands and you're done, why do you want to use this in front of me!!" Evil Star complained even more angrily, pushing Bediwell's hand away.

"By the way, do you want to eat it?" Bediwell ignored Evilstar's objections, and handed the bucket of french fries to Evilstar: "There is too much of this stuff to eat." Help destroy some of it. ＂

"Don't eat it!" Evil Star spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hmph, it's just a little ghost. Daddy Odin put away his weapon: "What a disappointment. ＂

"Who's that little ghost, you stinky old man! I'm a grown dragon!" said the Evil Star angrily.

Bediwell couldn't help but snicker in his heart. But Daddy Odin was right. Although Evil Star has lived for more than 10,000 years and is already an adult dragon, this guy's current human transformation is obviously a teenager (why Evil Star has been obsessed with becoming this form is really a mystery!), and most dragons like to nest in their dragon dens and spend their days lazily, rarely in contact with the outside world, and their mental age is often much younger than their actual age.

In short, Daddy Odin sensed from the childish words and deeds of Evil Star just now that Starlight Dragon's trip was not malicious, so he relaxed his tense nerves.

"Come in. The old man said, "Whatever you are here for, just don't get in the way of my work." ＂

Bediwell and Evil Star looked at each other. It wasn't until there was another rhythmic sound of striking iron from Daddy Odin's stone house that Beddivi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Go in." ------Anyway, don't you really eat this?"

Evil Star snorted and pushed away the bucket of french fries that Bediwell had handed him in front of, "No." ＂

Knock, knock, knock. The rhythmic sound of striking iron echoed in the stone house for a hundred years. When Bedwell and Starlight Dragonstar entered the room, Daddy Odin was hammering a strangely shaped sword into shape, and it was vaguely recognizable that it was a large sword.

"No need to sit down. If you have something, talk about it quickly, and get out of it when you're done. The old man snorted nonchalantly.

"I also hope to finish asking the question as soon as possible and leave, but this question is not as simple as you think, and it will take a long time to talk about it. Hellstar looked with interest at the weapons hanging on the wall in the stone room. Needless to ask, it can be seen from the treasure light shining above those weapons that these are the dragon martial arts created by Odin Daddy. Seeing these exquisitely made Long Wu being hung on the wall of the room like this, Evil Star felt as if the corpses of his own clan were hanging on the wall, which made him feel uncomfortable, but Long Wu himself was exquisite enough------ it was indeed the first time that the artwork that made him uncomfortable was displayed so neatly together.

Evil Star looked at those dragon warriors intently, and plucked up the courage to ask, "My question was originally very complicated, but I'll make a long story short here: what exactly are these weapons made of dragon bones?"

"Are you asking about Long Wu?" Old Man Odin snorted: "Long Wu is Long Wu, do you still need to ask." ＂

"Whew, please, don't use that abominable word!" replied with an instinctive reply.

"Little wolf, has your friend's brain been broken?" Old man Odin then asked Bediwell sarcastically: "There are very few dragons who care about Longwu, and your friend has turned into this human form to ask about Longwu in my territory, will the sun rise in the west tomorrow?"

"He's really not in a good head. Bediwell replied as he subconsciously glanced at the star, and sure enough, he met the white eyes of the Starlight Dragon. Bediwell didn't care about this, grabbed another handful of french fries from the paper bucket and put it in his mouth to chew: "But this time it's a bit special. One of the imps that this guy was protecting within the scope of the contract was stabbed by some kind of keel fragment, and when the doctor tried to operate to remove the keel fragment from the imp's body, the fragment disappeared out of thin air. It is said that quantum melting has occurred...... ＂

"Quantum fusion. Evil Star corrected.

"Yes, yes, quantum fusion. Bediwell scratched his head, "I heard that quantum fusion is a special ability of dragons, and this ability is related to dragon martial arts. We've come over to ask Daddy Odin if you can give you some clues. ＂

"Hmph, are you bothering me with work just for such a boring thing? The old man continued to beat the sword embryo on the anvil disapprovingly: "But it's okay, I'll tell you." ＂

"Uh, really?"

"Yes. The production process of Longwu is not a particularly hidden secret, and so is its principle. It's just that there are fewer and fewer people who want to understand the principle. It's so stupid in this fast-food era------ people just focus on the results and ignore the process, everyone wants to get a good weapon to play with in their hands, and who cares about the process and principle of making weapons?"

Bediwell and Evil fell silent.

"Sit down. Only then did the old man snort coldly, "I was going to send you away quickly, but it seems that this is impossible." It's a very long story. ＂

Bedwell and Evil sat down on the bench in the room, their backs against the wall. Evil Star sat there feeling even more unnatural, as if he was worried that the dragon warriors hanging on the wall behind him would fall unsteadily and fall on him.

"So, let me ask you a question first. Instead of explaining the nature of Dragon Martial Arts to the two, Father Odin asked an unrelated question: "What are the conditions that need to be met to start a magic spell?"