Chapter 1259: Dragon General (10)

The half-dragon lay there, like Oron who had been beaten down for the first time, his face full of shock.

Oron walked over, crouched down, and looked at the half-dragon.

"You think I don't know, the talons of the eagle claw beast can't even cut the skin of you now? I'm just fooling you into thinking I'm so weak! It's really not easy to fool you," he gestured at the half-dragon's neck with his beast claw knife, "However, this little bit of wisdom of yours has also evolved by drinking my blood, how can you see through my plan?" ”

"Boom...... ......" The blood flowed through the half-dragon's throat and overflowed from the corners of his mouth, leaving him speechless.

"Don't forget, another name for the green dragon is the poisonous dragon! The green dragon is not only poisonous, but also poisonous! Even if the poison in my body doesn't work for you, I can get enough poison to kill you, stupid bastard! Bastard! Always be a mongrel, don't think about becoming a real dragon! Oron said to himself, "In order to let you put down your doubts, I am really ashamed to say such a despicable thing...... But don't worry, you won't die, you'll just become a waste bastard weaker than me! ”

Then he stood up, took the knife of the claws and the band, and walked towards the mouth of the valley, saying as he went, "Before you die, I will return, and I will fulfill my promise to give your soul to the filthy undead to torment forever!" ”

His figure disappeared into the trees, and the half-dragon on the ground finally stopped bleeding, but he still couldn't move.

Oron walked to the bottom of the five-meter stone wall, looked at it for a long time, spotted the nearest tree on it, and tied the knife and the rubber band together.

Obviously, he was going to make a grappling hook.

However, he was still very weak at the moment, and it took a dozen attempts to throw the knife up and hook the trunk of the tree, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

Although he did deceive the half-dragon, and he was indeed not so weak, this strange valley did weaken his strength, and it was almost impossible to climb up.

He walked back again, the blood from the half-dragon's mouth and nose had stopped, it was beginning to coagulate, his eyes could still move, and he saw Oron come back with fear in his eyes.

"Stay here, bastard." Oren's tone was relaxed, "You won't be able to move for three days, and after three days, you'll be as weak as your disgusting bastards, and when I go back, I'll imprison you, and then you'll be the first bastard to be imprisoned, and no other mongrel will have this treatment......"

He repeated the term "mongrel" vindictively, his anger calmly expressed.

Then he picked out a handful of young leaves and a few raw fruits from the discarded materials and ate them.

After eating, he began to eat the surrounding plants again.

"I could have eaten them all and turned them into my strength if I wanted to, but I didn't," he explained as he ate, "and that's how I deceived you, making you think I was weaker than you thought, but, it seems, you didn't even notice the subtlety of the arrangement, well, tell you this, you understand?" A mongrel is a mongrel, forever so stupid, even if he has power, he will not become smarter, even the divine dragon blood can only be improved by a little bit......"

He seemed to be taking revenge on himself for not having much chance to speak in the past few days, and he didn't care about the half-dragon, he talked while eating, and it didn't take long for him to eat a piece close to the cave, which was much faster than the plant eating animal blocks, and he wasn't even picky eaters, old and tender, dry and wet, soft and hard, as long as it was a plant that could restore energy, he ate it.

After a while, he touched his stomach that had not eaten for a long time, and his stomach was already a little bulging, and said, "The dragon clan can indeed be hungry for a long time, otherwise how can they sleep for so long?" Hmph, mongrel, you know too little about dragons. ”

With that, he walked over, leaned against the edge of the cave, and began to digest the food.

The half-dragon just lay on the ground, trying to move, but could only roll his eyes.

For a moment, his fingers moved imperceptibly, and Oron didn't notice it.

After a full hour, Oron suddenly got up, moved his arm, and touched his wrist, as if he had regained the strength of an ordinary human.

"That's it!" His tone was extremely relaxed, "I'll go out first, and I'll send someone to pick you up soon!" ”

Walking to the bottom of the stone wall, he already had the confidence, grabbed the rope hanging down, raised his foot and stepped on a protruding stone fifty centimeters above the ground, jumped up, and the other foot had stepped on a shallow pit one meter above the ground, and then, with both arms, his body continued to climb, and the first foot had been released and stepped on a higher place.

This kind of climbing is still a little difficult for him, but he should barely be able to do it if he sticks to a height of five meters.

Rao was like this, he was still so tired that he bared his teeth.

When his foot was three meters above the ground, and his body was a little higher to reach the top of the stone wall, a claw suddenly grabbed his ankle.

The animal skin band instantly tightened even tighter, and Oren's body fell a little, and his palms felt blood.

He looked down in horror and saw a half-dragon with a bloody face, smiling at him.

The blood on Banlong's face came from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, and he opened his mouth and said a vague voice: "Want to run?" ”

"No, it can't be!" Oron exclaimed, his hand loosened, and the whole person was dragged by the half-dragon and fell!

He fell hard under the stone wall, and the half-dragon naturally fell down with him, but the two did not fall together.

"Ahh Oron, who landed on the ground, cried out in pain, but this time it was the base of his wings that were pinned and almost broken.

"You...... Run...... No...... Drop ......" The half-dragon struggled to his feet, stretched out his arms and pounced straight over, grabbing Oren's neck, spurting blood foam from his mouth and growling, "Die in ...... Over here...... To give...... I...... Funeral! ”

The corners of his mouth, nostrils and eyes are bleeding, and he is the standard ghost makeup in an earth horror movie, but at this moment, he is really poisoned into the bone marrow, and his life is short, but the wildness on his body supports him, and he is desperate to kill this dragon who deceived him.

Oron had just fallen to the ground, and before he could recover his senses, he was pinched by the half-dragon, and he rolled his eyes directly after being pinched. Out of instinct, he struggled with all his might, grabbed the half-dragon's arm with both hands, and tried to push away, but although the half-dragon was poisoned, the poison effect did not seem to be as strong as imagined, and he still retained most of his strength, which was also an irresistible force for Oren.

"Ga ......" Oren's face was originally a little white, and it was dirty after being tortured in the past few days, but he could barely see the white, and now he was directly pinched red and purple, his eyes were about to protrude, and there was an intermittent sound in his throat, and he didn't know whether he wanted to speak or was stuck in the noise.

"Dead ...... Funeral ......" The half-dragon couldn't pronounce a complete tone, but he still repeated what he had just said.

Oron was about to suffocate to death, and death was only a matter of time.

However, the half-dragon is not much better, the blood in the eyes, ears, mouth and nose is flowing more and more, and the mouth only makes a "purring" guttural sound, I am afraid it will not last long.

Now, it depends on which of the two dies first.

Just as Oren's eyes couldn't stop rolling up, and his tongue sticking out of his mouth, the half-dragon's hand shook slightly—not relaxed, but spasmodic twitching.

This shaking made Oren's jaw tighten, and the upper and lower rows of teeth bit his tongue.

Blood poured from the wound on his tongue and into Oron's throat.

"Whew!"

Oren, who bit his tongue, seemed to be awake for the most part, and his upturned eyes finally had a little brightness.

Then, suddenly, a little green light flashed in his eyes.

"Ah...... Rise! ”

A low roar suddenly came out of his mouth, and it quickly rose from a human roar to a dragon's roar.

"Aang—"

The roar shook the valley!

Then, his arm suddenly swelled, and he tore away the hand that was holding his neck.

Then, his neck grew thicker, greener, and scaled.

At the same time, his body began to swell, and his head directly turned into a dragon shape.

"Damn it...... Bastard! His bloody mouth let out an angry, exhausted roar.

At this time, his body had risen to more than ten meters long, although it was not as long as the original form of more than 100 meters, but it was more than ten times larger than the half-dragon who was less than two meters tall!

He raised his claws and slapped down on the half-dragon, whose face was covered in blood.

"Poof......

With a soft sound, the half-dragon was slapped into a puddle of mud.

And he, in fact, sat down tiredly.

He regained his dragon form, but he was only a "little dragon", and after shooting half a dragon to death, he was still tired, which shows that the restrictions of the valley are still there, and he has not fully recovered.

After resting for half a day, he finally recovered a lot.

The five-meter stone wall in front of him is no longer difficult to climb when it is in a humanoid state, but it is still a little difficult for a dragon shape with a body length of more than ten meters and a height of four meters - he is now exhausted, and if he is in a state of sufficient energy, he can easily jump on it.

But he still didn't rest much, and he didn't run to eat the plants around him.

Perhaps, the dragon form is the biggest reliance for him, and besides, the half-dragon is dead, and he no longer worries about being thwarted.

"I'm not supposed to kill you......" He looked at the puddle of meat that was left of the half-dragon, and suddenly regretted it.

Instead of choosing to eat the half-dragon, he took a moment of respite and began, climbing the stone wall.

This time, he sprinted a few steps, climbed directly to the top of the stone wall, and climbed up with all his might.

Emerging from the pit, he collapsed happily on the edge of the cliff, gulping in the free air.

He seemed to feel the return of strength, trembling and staggering, and couldn't help but let out a long howl:

"Aang—"

The sound shook the valley, flew out of the valley, and spread far away.

Before the screaming stopped, he suddenly became dizzy again, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

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