Chapter 1998: Dragon's Breath
Like a moss-colored dragon breath floating on a backwater pool, it spewed out of the dragon's giant mouth in the form of a high-pressure water jet, shooting straight into my body.
At the same time, a pungent and suffocating smell came to my face, it was the smell of dragon's breath.
The smell of dragon's breath varies.
The dragon's breath that Scasa spat out had no taste, only a thick and unmelted chill that seemed to freeze the living water.
The dragon's breath of the evil dragon has a strong and pungent smell, like chlorine gas after volatilization.
This is probably the smell of poison......
I secretly speculated, and at the same time prepared to die calmly.
The green dragon's breath swam across my body in an arc, first on my legs, then on my abdomen, then on my chest.
The dragon's breath was not as impactful as it seemed, and it felt more like a column of water intertwined with the water lines from the shower.
But when the dragon's breath touched the skin, it didn't feel as docile as clear water, but a heart-rending burning pain, as if the skin was being eroded by strong acids.
However, the severe pain made me more conscious.
As I closed my eyes tightly, I kept my mouth firmly closed—I couldn't let the dragon's breath corrode my eyes, let alone enter my body through my mouth.
Despite the protection of murderous intent, I am not sure that the fragile internal organs can withstand the erosion of the dragon's breath.
Endure the unbearable pain, and I spent every second like a year.
I don't know how long it took, just when I felt that my sanity was about to collapse, the dragon's breath stopped.
Raising his stinging arm, he wiped the viscous liquid from his face hard, shook it off, and then tried to open his eyes little by little.
Through the gap, I saw the vague figure of the evil dragon, it had closed its huge mouth, and near it, there was a glowing ball of light, it was the bright yellow monster.
Before I could regain my vision, I felt a darkness in front of me, and then a blurry thing appeared out of thin air, blocking my vision.
I was so frightened that I quickly closed my eyes, but I was a step too late, and the burning pain that made me worse than death come out of my eyes, and I couldn't help grinning, but just this one action made the viscous dragon breath flow down my lips and into my mouth, and before I could spit it out, it had already slid down my tongue.
I instantly felt like vomiting, but before I could vomit, the burning pain stopped me from vomiting.
"Hmm......"
I couldn't help but groan, dropped Xilan's demon knife, and covered my chest hard.
"Didn't even melt with my dragon's breath?" The dragon's tone was full of surprise: "Your skin, your muscles, your internal organs...... Aren't you human? It's a puppet made of Mithril? ”
I'd love to retort: have you ever seen such a lifelike puppet?
However, the heart-rending anxiety and severe pain made me unable to speak.
"No, it can't be, you're definitely not a puppet made of Mithril!" The evil dragon said coldly: "It is impossible for a puppet made of Mithril to contain such a huge amount of magic power in its body!" It is impossible to have that kind of creepy killing intent! Moreover, those fangless dolls have long been annihilated by our master! The human beings who have mastered this technology have long since turned into the dust of history, so you can't be a puppet! So who are you? Why can't my dragon's breath melt you? Why! Answer me! ”
In pain, I really want to scold it loudly: I'll go to your grandma's, don't you see that I can't make a sound in pain? Can't you wait a while to ask?
At that moment, I felt a light in my arm, followed by two crunchs of metal hitting the ground.
The handguard fell off?
I thought to myself.
I quickly confirmed this suspicion, because I smelled a choking smell, which was the smell of burning gauze.
Worst!
The gauze was burned?
This means that the ancient writing on the arm will be revealed!
In this case, I must always keep my sanity, and I must not have too many emotional fluctuations, once I am excited, or even desperate, it is possible to activate these ancient words, and at that time, I am afraid that the whole mausoleum will be reduced to powder.
Once the mausoleum is gone, my mission to bring back the remains of the coffin will be considered a failure.
Precious historical documents and records of the calamity must have been reduced to ashes.
Many of the gold, silver and jewels inside must have been lost.
The Puppet Knight, which is highly valuable for research, can only have parts left that are too broken to be restored.
In that case, I would be a sinner of history and science!
Thinking of this, I was stunned, wiped my face vigorously again, opened my mouth, and tried to persuade it to reconcile with me with the power of words.
However, the anxiety and severe pain forced me to say a complete byte, and I could only make some meaningless sounds.
Just when my heart was anxious, the evil dragon's voice suddenly sounded: "Ancient words?!" ”
Its voice was filled with horror and uneasiness: "Why do you have such a complex collection of ancient characters on your arm?" Why do they exist in the same place? You ant...... No, who are you? Tell me who you really are! ”
At the end of the day, it almost roared, like a madman who had lost his mind.
Although I could clearly feel the sharp pain in my body slowly disappearing, I still couldn't say the full bytes for a short time, so I could only helplessly raise my hand, point to my throat, and let out a series of meaningless moans.
"Is your throat burned?" The evil dragon guessed, and then, it overturned its own conjecture: "It's just that you are burned to the point that you can't speak, and that's right, you can have so many ancient words, it is impossible for you to be melted by my dragon breath, although I don't know what you want to express, and I don't know your background, but I think my lord will definitely be interested in you, you ......"
After a long silence, the evil dragon spoke again, but this time, its tone and voice changed, becoming respectful and docile: "Ah, my lord, I'm sorry, it's been 10,000 years since I contacted you again, it's not that I don't want to contact you, it's really ...... The subordinates are incompetent, and they have embarrassed you, and the subordinates are willing to apologize with death...... O merciful Lord, Thy forgiving heart as wide as the sky, and thy merciful heart as tender as the sea, I will swear allegiance to Thee to the death...... Yes, my gracious Lord, you must be interested in this little fellow, who has hundreds of ancient scripts on his weak body, and this is only on one of his arms, and his subordinates believe that the number of ancient scripts will continue to increase in the future, and that there is no limit...... yes, okay, oh, are you really going to do that? No, no, no, that's my honor, the highest honor in my life for Spitz! Even if I die in the next second, I will die without regrets! ”
(End of chapter)