Chapter 1999: Speculation
I watched Spitz the dragon in a one-man show for some reason, and I didn't know what tricks he was playing.
But one thing is certain, no matter what tricks it plays, I'm no match for it.
In the face of such an opponent, I have only two ways to go, either try my best to see if I can seize the opportunity and survive the death, or take advantage of his unpreparedness and turn around and run, as long as I can run out of this tomb, through a tomb road of about 100 meters, and enter the nearest sub-tomb, I will be safe.
According to Fred Alexander, the puppet knights in the tomb are powerful and will actively attack creatures that are not of Frede's blood, such as servants of evil dragons, and monsters that glow yellow but cannot be named.
I believe that if His Highness Alexander had not exaggerated, the puppet knights would have dealt with these two monsters as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
But the same question arises, will the evil dragon give me a chance to escape?
Or can I dodge the skulls that are as fast as lightning silver?
The answer is self-evident: noβat least at my current rate, no.
It was so fast, almost as fast as Emily was sprinting, and I guess Emily could avoid it, but she didn't have the blood of the Fred family, so it was impossible to say whether she could avoid the puppet knights' attacks.
Hey?
I'm here to be cranky, why should Emily be involved?
Instead of thinking about Emily, think about how Bai Yunying would have dealt with the dragon and its minions if she was present.
With Bai Yunying's research on magic and her strong strength, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the evil dragon slave and the yellow monster, but I don't know if she can kill the evil dragon that only has one skull left and is still sealed layer by layer.
When I get back, I'll talk to her about the situation, simulate the scene, and then roughly estimate her strongest strength level, and I should be able to come up with a slightly more intimate answer - if I can go back alive.
While I was thinking wildly, the atmosphere in the tomb suddenly changed, and an even more terrible coercion surged from ahead, like a mighty river.
I was shocked: "What's wrong again?" β
Da Taidao's voice sounded in my head at the right time: "Coercion has changed? It's some kind of possession magic, stinky boy, be cautious, now opposite you, I'm afraid it's not a funny evil dragon, but a more terrifying existence, try not to provoke it, and ah, if the topic collapses, don't hesitate, immediately activate the ancient text on the arm, and blast this skull's head into slag, don't care about any historical documents, what calamity record books, what gold, silver jewelry, Mithril essence gold, life is important, do you understand? β
The earnest teachings of the Great Taidao are exactly what I want.
To be honest, I regret that I didn't take the opportunity to slip away.
However, there is no regret medicine in the world, so I can only hold on to it.
"Hello, brave little one, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Bakar, I am the king of the dragon clan, and there are other races who call me 'Tyrannosaurus King'."
Every word it uttered was like a huge bell hammer, striking my heart so hard that I was trembling and sweating coldly.
Resisting the pressure so as not to have a nervous breakdown, I swallowed my saliva and said hoarsely: "Hello, His Royal Highness the King of the Dragon Clan......"
"Just call me His Highness Bakar," it said calmly, "If you are not used to this title, you can also call me the Tyrannosaurus King." β
"Your Excellency Ba, Bakar" I swallowed again, my eyes were fixed on the evil dragon's head, and I forced myself to calm down: "In Xia An Xiaoyi, he is an ordinary adventurer. β
"Ordinary?" Bakar chuckled: "You are not ordinary, in the face of my coercion, you only show fear, but do not surrender, and you even discouraged the idea of escaping, ready to die with this skull at any time, am I right?" β
"You...... You see that? Broken by Bakar's words, not only did I not panic, but calmed down inexplicably: "Yes, I am ready to activate the power of ancient words and turn this mausoleum into powder once the talk collapses." β
"Tell me, An Xiaoyi, why are you doing this?" Bakar's tone was still calm, as if the kind uncle next door was talking to me: "Why should you be afraid of me? What are you afraid of? What are you worried about? β
My lips were trembling, my body was trembling, I was terrified, I was confused, I didn't know whether to answer Bakar's question, I didn't know if it was really wondering, or if it was just a joke on the dying prey?
There was so much uncertainty that I didn't dare to answer Bakar's question.
Time passed slowly, so slowly that it was painful, and the silence in the tomb was terrifying.
Finally, Bakar spoke again: "I will not kill you, because you are too weak, I am just curious about the idea of a little creature like you, who is both intimidated by my strength but is slow to give in to my little one." β
The dragon's eyes suddenly brightened, and I couldn't open them, and subconsciously, I lowered my eyelids, only to find that although Bakar no longer spoke, I still had Bakar's voice lingering in my ears, and that voice kept changing into questioning, asking me the question I had just asked over and over again.
I was distraught by the constant repetition of the sound, subconsciously covered my ears and yelled, "Enough, stop me!" β
In an instant, there was silence.
I slowly opened my eyes, and found that the evil dragon's blood-red eyes were staring at me, the red light flickering slightly, inexplicably giving me the feeling that it was laughing at me.
"Laugh if you want!" I plucked up my courage and said loudly: "You asked me why I did this, and the answer was very simple, because you are too strong, so strong that you can crush me to death at will, and I am very afraid of death, so I am afraid of you, and my principle is also very simple, anything that can threaten my life, I must try my best to get rid of it, but I know that my strength is insufficient, and if I fight hard, it will only end up hitting a stone with an egg, so it is better to let go and launch my strongest strength, at least there is a trace of luck in surviving." β
Bakar didn't get angry, he just gave a casual 'um' and praised: "Courageous enough." β
Then, as the conversation turned, it asked, "But, who told you that I was going to kill you?" β
"This ...... Do you need someone else to tell me? I had a question mark on my face and wondered: "Aren't all dragons born with extremely strong strength, and have a strong desire to rule and possess monsters?" β
"Who told you dragons are monsters?" Bakar was shocked by my answer: "Are you imagining?" Or is it which weak human race is deliberately smeared? β
(End of chapter)