Chapter 342: Ancient Dragons and Toxins
"Natsu...... What the? "The syllables that emerge from the monster's will are the same as the Ailu language, which is difficult to produce with the human mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Feng Chen only understood "Xia Long", but through the monster illustrated books he had seen in the small room, the entire swamp - and even all the illustrated books he had read, he had never seen a monster with this name.
However, compared to the powerful creatures that Feng Dust had seen in the illustrated book, this large purple lizard was undoubtedly a more advanced species. A monster that has learned to think logically and rationally, has learned to consciously communicate and master language—and may even have its own language in addition to the lingua franca of the continent—has gone beyond the realm of ordinary monsters and has become something more complex. Superior intelligence is a necessary factor for a monster to be strong compared to overwhelming combat ability, and in this regard, it is more in line with the situation of the Ailu clan. Although he still relies on the assistance of "communication" to a large extent when communicating with him, this already requires Sealing Dust to treat him as an orc or even a more intelligent creature.
Recovering from his momentary shock, Feng Chen realized that perhaps this was a good thing—the boy would rather convince a human madman with a heavy crossbow trigger than face a strong monster with low intelligence, the former at least having the means to communicate, and the latter having no other way but to fight.
"It's Nazki." Xia Long corrected.
"That...... Mr. Nazchi, could you please put me down first? Feng Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "I can't speak like this." ”
"For me, I don't have a concept of gender, but ...... Well, whatever you like. As soon as Xialong's tongue loosened, the young man's whole body fell straight down, "You humans...... Species that can't fly are pitiful, and their hind feet are off the ground for more than a minute, and they will be too nervous to do so. ”
A small mud flower splashed in the mud, which was only the height of the chin to the ground for the dragon, but it hurt to fall for humans, and the boy suddenly fell, and his skeleton was loosened, and he moaned and rolled on the ground for a while. Xialong stared at him with interest as he watched his pain, like watching a suitable toy change shape in front of him. Feng Chen slowed down on the ground for a few seconds before he struggled to get up, but he felt a chill on the top of his head, and it turned out that the monster took advantage of his own work to take advantage of the fall to take the helmet away and eat it.
"Seal the dust!" Jia Xiao followed with concern, "Are you okay?" ”
"Probably." The boy laughed and touched the cool scalp, where there was still the crystal saliva left by the monster.
"You're standing there, I have something to ask you." Without waiting for Feng Chen to stand firm, Nazqi ordered in an unquestionable tone, "As for the current words......
The monster shifted on all fours on the spot, turning from facing the dust to the cats and black charcoals. The female Ai Lu was shocked, stood up and stood in front of Black Tan: "What are you going to do?" ”
Xia Long roared lightly, his tongue poked out like lightning, steadily rolled up the cat's body, and fell into Qin Shuiyu's hand with a light throw. Without waiting for everyone to react, the green slurry in its mouth was thick, and it actually spit on the black charcoal's body.
"Mr. Nazchi! How can you ......" Feng Chen's eyes widened, of course he recognized the horror of this green pulp, Fang Dajin was hit by this blow, and he was still curled up and trembling not far from everyone, and there seemed to be a mysterious ingredient in the slurry that deprived people of power, and if he hit the black charcoal who was already seriously injured, I am afraid that there will be worse consequences.
Unexpectedly, the strange dragons who were still talking to Feng Chen one second were about to kill them the next moment, and the hunters raised their fists one by one - even if they had no weapons, they were ready not to insult the glory of the hunters.
"Rest assured," said the purple dragon, sticking out his tongue to evenly coat the black charcoal all over his body, and nimbly turning it over and applying a little bit on his back, "It will make it sleep a little heavier, but it will be a little sore when it wakes up." The Ailu have a secret way to repair their injuries, and if you bury them in the soil, they will heal in half a day. ”
"Bury in...... In the soil? Jia Xiao was shocked by Feng Chen's relay, "I was already injured and unconscious, and if I buried it alive, wouldn't it be hopeless?" ”
"No, our clan does have such a secret method." After the initial fright, the cat also calmed down, broke free from the little owner's hands, and began to dig holes around the black charcoal, "These ...... The big guy told you that? ”
"yes, I don't know why, but I can understand it." Feng Chen nodded, "Have you ever heard of a monster called Xia Long?" ”
The eyes of several people exchanged with each other, and each of them wrote the shocking guess on their faces.
"As for this one." Xia Long turned to look at Dajin again, and its words sounded in Feng Chen's mind again, "It's really a rare peculiar - I don't know what humans call it, but it's a lucky peach-haired beast." ”
"Mr. Nazchi...... Can you save it? Hearing the monster's half-self-muttering words, Dust's eyes lit up. Daikin lay on his side not far from the crowd, his consciousness was already blurred, but the only instinct he had made him roll and struggle, trying to attack everything in front of him. Under the effect of the toxicity of the dragon's pulp and the mysterious venom of the dragon, the giant ape's face showed an extremely painful and distorted look.
"That's fine," Xia Long looked away, his eyes away from Dajin, "there is no cure for the poison in it, it can only be suppressed by its own will, my saliva can make it less painful physically, but the mental fear can only be overcome by itself." Nazqi closed his eyes, "The superior coercion...... Stupid humans, you really don't know what you're doing......"
"You know about this poison?" Although he was still worried about the golden retriever, Xia Long heard the information about the dragon pulp, and Feng Chen still exclaimed excitedly. The boy's mind was filled with dozens of questions that needed to be answered—the origin of the dragon, the fog around it, the strange monsters, and the hunters who sowed dragon pulp in the shadows, but anyone who could get a word about them from this powerful and intelligent dragon had far exceeded Dust's expectations.
"I'm a real dragon—the 'ancient dragon' of your human mouth." Xia Long said proudly, "Of course I know everything. ”
Feng Chen's expression subtly translated this sentence to his companions.
"Besides, aren't you surrounded by toxins right now?" The monster's teeth bared in a vicious tone. Its head circled around its neck three hundred and sixty degrees, and the sharp corners of its nose swept across the surrounding fog, "in the vapor of the entire fog field...... It's all poison. ”