"Oh, Sahle, be lighter, this thing is for stabbing, not for being stabbed, and you use this kind of tube to put it in, haven't you considered my feelings?" Cleitanis's face was painful, and in order to cooperate with the treatment, he used a strange position to half-lie on the ground, but the treatment obviously brought a more unbearable experience, and Cleitanise was born for nearly nine hundred years, although he had been fighting on the battlefield, he had not been hit by such embarrassment.

The double torture of mind and body made it difficult for him to maintain the majesty and demeanor of the dragon king, and he kept complaining.

"Patience, O King, do not move. Elder Sahelai was sweating hotly, operating the medical equipment in distress, and the Ash Dragon King kept moving, making this errand extremely difficult, he could only persuade with a wry smile: "King, this injury is very weird, needless to say the healing spell, the dragon king's divine power has no way to use it, the power that caused this injury is much weirder than that time in Osutralanden, there is no way to treat it, only let the Force of the Father God slowly suppress it, before that, we have to let your body maintain normal physiological movements." ”

"Do I need so many tubes to maintain normal physiological movements?" said Kritanis, puffed.

"Except there...... King, your bladder, large intestine, **, have been hit hard, this force has also eroded the nerves of the spine, and digestive organs, if you want to maintain normal physiological operation, you must plug in some machines, regular maintenance, otherwise...... Your life is in danger, my lord. Elder Sahelai pointed out the danger.

"That dragon! ”

Hearing Elder Sahle's account, the pain on Klitaneis' face turned to bitter hatred.

Of course, as a client, he can feel what level of damage he has suffered, but it is one thing to be aware of it, and it is another thing to know it in detail, of course, this kind of injury is secondary to him at the moment.

When the mantra of Osulandon destroyed his bodily functions, he was paralyzed for four centuries, and he didn't survive it?

But what if he didn't have that thing? He had more than a dozen children, but none of them were fit to carry on his business.

It can also be said that according to the custom of the obsidian dragon clan, only when the previous generation of dragon kings is about to die, will the throne be entrusted to their youngest heir.

Kritanis' loss of children at this time means that sooner or later the Ember Clan will be in turmoil due to the issue of heirs, and it will give several other Obsidian Dragon Clans a chance.

Of course, the injury itself is a laughing stock.

Cleitanese knew that this kind of thing could not be concealed at all, and among those obsidian dragon clans who had long had different intentions, it was estimated that all kinds of rumors would fly in a while, and they would also reach out to demand more power while they were so weak.

The feeling made him angry. At this moment, the anger in his heart was like the water of the River Styx, surging endlessly, and all the resentment was directed at the white strange dragon.

That's him.

Anger calmed his mind for a moment, and the pain in his body seemed less painful at this time, and Elder Sahelai took the opportunity to use a thick urinary catheter, which squeaked and stiffened, and successfully inserted it.

Cleitanese took a breath and looked deeper:

"Did you find out the identity of the dragon?"

"My lord, it's investigating, but ......" Elder Sahelai's eyes flickered and he shook his head.

"What do you want to say, do you know something?" Kritanius' eyes were sharp, he knew that the elder had always been well-informed, and might know something.

"That's true, my lord, but that's just speculation based on some rumors, and I can't vouch for the credibility of the idea. Sahele said cautiously.

"I know that Elder Sahelai is cautious in your words and deeds, and you will not speak easily without complete certainty, but even if it is speculation, I want to hear a thing or two. Cleitannis snorted angrily: "When those wastes come back with valid news, I don't know how long, give me a rough message first, so that my hateful heart can have a little comfort, at least I can know who might hurt me." ”

"Great King, since our clan was expelled from the Jewel Dragon Clan by Sadiwo, we have migrated out of the Inner Realm as a whole, and most of them live in the Star Realm, and we are really closed to the news of the Inner Realm and the Material Realm. ”

"Elder, you mean this dragon is from the material realm?" Kritanis' eyes lit up.

"Yes, when I sent out the spies, I specifically instructed the intelligence team to send more men to the material realm, because this dragon is very similar to the white dragon I smelled many years ago. ”

Cleitannis gave a strange look: "The white dragon can grow so huge?"

"You were in a panic when you were attacked, and you probably didn't pay attention to some of the details. The size of this dragon is larger than that of ordinary primeval white dragons, and the places on its body that look like scales are actually a set of full-covered armor, didn't the kings of the previous generation like the armor made of demonized obsidian? In addition, he was able to hide from His Majesty's eyes and lurk, which shows that his camouflage spell attainments are extremely powerful, and I know that there is a white dragon xenomorph in the material world that looks like this. Elder Sahelai paused: "That dragon is called Frost Wings, it is a white dragon born with a different species, huge in size, amazing mana, and wearing armor, all of which do not match his characteristics!"

"What do you suspect then!" Kritanius roared, "It must be this guy." ”

"Don't be arbitrary, your lord. Elder Sahelai frowned slightly: "This is just Lao Chen's speculation, there are a few doubts that have not been clarified, first of all, Lao Chen also can't believe it, that Frost Wings is now only a hundred years old, he can have this kind of power, with the quality of my dragon clan, unless he is an atavistic legendary dragon, it is absolutely impossible - even legendary dragons are impossible, their growth rate is twice as slow as that of non-legendary dragons." Also, as a dragon living in the main material realm, what did he do when he came to the astral realm?"

"Whether it's him or not, you send some people to investigate first, if it's him......" The Ash Dragon King looked fiercely: "He's dead, I must kill him!"

After he finished saying this, he sensed that the tube in his lower body had been inserted steadily, and the urine stored in his stomach suddenly rolled out, and the Ash Dragon King finally exhaled comfortably.

"King, this course of treatment is over for the time being, we will observe for a while, if there is no problem, you can sleep. Sahele stood up, saluted, turned and stepped onto the platform, taking notes.

......

MMP, it's all like this, and I'm still thinking about Lao Tzu.

Bai He, who was observing the progress of the incident on Serense's neck, heard the conversation between the two dragons, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, secretly thinking that Benlong's fame is now explosive, and it has actually broken through the material realm and spread to the star boundary, which shows that the dragon is afraid of being famous, and the pig is afraid of being strong, and it will ...... in the future Well, keep trying.

"What now?" asked Osutrandon.

"Wait, wait for this old boy to fall asleep, or things won't be easy. Osulandon said: "Here is the information about the corpse of Serence and the promotion of dragons, you see these old dragons, in fact, they are not very old, they all have the body shape of the ancient dragon, it is because of this advanced technology. You can go through their notes with the old bones, and maybe you will get something. ”

Shirakawa nodded the eel's head, and in the following days, he secretly flipped through the notes and books here with Ausutralandon, as a large laboratory whose main work is to transform dragons, it really has a whole set of theoretical writings inherited from Serenser, including the study of dragon life forms, the hypothesis of promotion, and the results of various experiments conducted by obsidian dragons based on these theories over the years.

White River has always focused on arcane arts, but the study of dragons themselves is relatively shallow, and soon, he is also immersed in this research, and the more he studies, the more he feels that the diamond dragon Celence is really a genius.

Among these writings, the first is that dragons are half-magical, half-living beings born from the spirit of the multiverse, born with the concept of being feared by creatures, a powerful race, and omnipotent, and are the most powerful species in the multiverse.

At least until the Elven Wars, the concept was absolutely uncontroversial when placed on the Dragons.

The number of creatures that are stronger than the dragons is not as large as the dragons, and the individual quality that the dragons can give birth to is too poor, and the combat effectiveness of the dragons is similar to that of the dragons, and there is no adaptability of the dragons.

Overall, the dragons are still the strongest race.

At that time, the dragons were in the era of the ancestral dragons, galloping between various planes, but it didn't take long for the dragons to feel that the entire multiverse began to weaken and restrict the dragons.

With great wisdom, Serenser pointed out that it was precisely because the dragons were so powerful that they even suppressed the spirit of the world in reverse, which was suppressed by the world's self-protection mechanism.

The following history seems to prove this, the ancestral dragon bloodline is getting thinner and thinner with the increase in the number of dragons, the authority and power of the dragon god are gradually weakening, and various groups of intelligent creatures of the heart are constantly springing up, all of which indicate the attitude of the will of the universe.

Sensing the crisis, Serence set out to find a way to revive the declining dragons from their life forms.

He believes that the degradation mechanism of the dragon family can be traced back by some means, and the key to it lies in the conceptual power of the birth of the dragon family - the reason why every dragon is a dragon is because they contain the essence of this dragon family.

A weak dragon clan can completely accumulate a large amount of this dragon essence, and complete the reverse degradation in some way to achieve the effect of atavism.

The dragon died unjustly.

Shirakawa thought about the image of using Io's blood to return to his ancestors, and had to admit that Serensor was right, but in order to accumulate this essence, he would either scrape off the dragon god or slaughter a large number of dragons, no wonder Io was furious and wanted to reconcile this guy.

Excited by these contents, Osuth Langdon often showed excitement, and he spoke to the half-lich through White River, and quickly decided on a plan to use the dragonlord essence in Serense's corpse to reincarnate.

"Let's wait for this old boy to fall asleep, and then we can secretly rewrite the flow of power here and channel the power of the dragon king on our body. "It doesn't take much, just steal slowly, and a small amount will meet my needs." ”

"It's that simple?" Bai He squinted, watching the various instrument conduits connected to Serense's veins lead power through certain tubes to the sleeping body of Klitanis, and suddenly a wave of greed swelled up.

Kill its dragon and take its treasure, but what?

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