"This" Freljord looked at Don Quixote with flickering eyes, he didn't believe that there was such a secret technique in the world, in his opinion, this was just Don Quixote's excuse, and the real solution to this problem must be the true god behind Don Quixote, so, in a sense, because the daughter of this chosen people suffered a curse, it was not impossible for him to pray to the true god to help, although this dragon was not clear was what excuse the true god would use to intervene in the affairs of the world of Faeron, obviously, almost all the creatures of Faeron knew that the true god could not interfere in the affairs of Faeron for no reason, otherwise, these God's chosen people are not ready to make a fuss.

However, in the end, Freljord still made up his mind and agreed to Don Quixote's request, anyway, this matter is harmless for the dragon clan, of course, he can't just agree, about this matter, he also has to discuss with the elder council of the dragon clan, and the supreme ruler of the dragon clan in the true sense, the dragon ancestor who has lived from eternity to the present, is also his great-great-grandfather, in the final analysis, this matter is also caused by his great-great-grandfather, even if there are really any relics left, it should only be his great-great-great-grandfather, "Take a break from Gladys's for a while, but I am not the only one who can do this. ”

"Also, old friend," said Freljord, he glanced at Alsace gratefully, starting from the worldview of the dragon clan, the concept of human (dragon) life, and values, although Arthas is Don Quixote's teacher, but for a student who is the chosen people, he also does not have much control ability, can sell his teacher a face, and only imprison Gladyse for a hundred years, the price Alsace has to pay will definitely not be very small, even if he does not need to pay a material price, but it is more difficult to repay the debt of human affection," Thank you, I won't entertain you this time. ”

"Heh," Arthas waved his hand, "I'm just a matchmaker, there is still a chance to catch up, you can at least live for more than a thousand years."

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Looking at Gladys's super villa, which is not much smaller than the dragon patriarch, Don Quixote couldn't help but sigh a little, no wonder the World Tree would agree to the dragon clan being restricted from giving birth, if not, I'm afraid that the housing problem alone is a huge problem, a huge semi-circular bedroom like a swimming pool, this is the super large bedroom after the dragon recovers to its own body, in fact, this is very similar to the dragon's lair in the novels he read in his previous life, in the center of the room there is a huge blanket about the size of a football field, I don't know how many animal skins are used, and there are shiny things everywhere around the blanket, and most of them are golden and shiny things, which is also one of the surnames of the dragon family, that is, what color of the dragon likes, what kind of shiny things.

"Why don't you have a toilet at home?" Don Quixote, who seemed to be a little urinating, turned his bones to look at Gladys, "How do you usually go to the toilet?"

"Back to the master," Gladys seems to be a little unaccustomed to this title, but as a dragon with strength, a certain amount of wisdom, and a dragon who has lived for a long time, being able to bend and stretch is also a skill that must be mastered, and when she was young, she was also plagued by other dragons with the surname of the male, "In Silvermoon City, I directly use dragon grammar to purify those filthy things, otherwise, with the body of a dragon" Speaking of this, Gladyse did not continue, because it was indeed a little disgusting.

It is conceivable that with the tonnage of the dragon, the feces and urine they excrete every day are absolutely massive, I am afraid that no toilet can be filled, even if there is a super huge underground drainage system in the world of Feilun, and the flush toilet specially designed for the dragon, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet the needs of the dragons, and it is an inevitable choice for the toilet to be blocked every day, however, Don Quixote also looked at Gladys with some curiosity, which made this woman a little hairy, obviously she couldn't figure out what Don Quixote wanted to do to herself, "Wouldn't it be nice to go to the toilet when you changed your ** form? Why do you have to use the dragon form?"

"Back to the master," Gladys didn't know, she was just kidnapping someone casually, but she had turned a noble dragon into a low-grade slave, and not only that, but her master was more interested in those things than herself, but it also made her feel a little speechless, but even so, she had to answer Don Quixote's question," This is the limitation of the dragon's transformation technique, how to say it, I don't know how to describe it to you, our dragon clan is like having two bodies, but these two bodies are one body, when you go to the toilet in human form, it will not interfere with the dragon form, which is why after a long time, our dragon must return to the dragon form to liberate the body, otherwise, it will damage the body of the dragon form. ”

"That's how it is," Although Gladys didn't make it clear, Don Quixote still envisioned a rough idea in his mind, the dragon race seems to be born with its own dimensional space, a dragon body, a human body, the two bodies overlap through the dimensional space in some aspects, such as conception, injury, or food and drink, but there are also some things that are not common, that is, going out, the most intuitive example is excretion, thinking of this, Don Quixote's scientist is sick, and now he is here waiting for the dragon family's reply, and there is just nothing to do, "You become a dragon, let me see. ”

"Yes, master, please step back, my body will probably fill the whole blanket. ”

"Okay," Don Quixote jumped back slightly, and the whole person came to the edge of the bedroom where the dragon restored his body to rest, and then he lit a cigarette for himself, staring at Gladys, who was about a few dozen meters away from him, after a burst of spiritual energy fluctuations, just like the transformation of Freljord on the street before, the space around Gladys also began to fluctuate, and this was exactly the same as her statement, the transformation of the dragon clan is different from the abyss monster, and the abyss monster is the cell that is used** and cell disintegration, in other words, their transformations are based on their existing bodies, even if Lilith used the secret magic of the Bloodlines to transform herself into countless bats, in fact, each bat comes from a part of her body.

And the dragon family is another way, under Don Quixote's vision, Gladys's human body seems to have turned into distorted smoke, of course, he knows, it is only because the space is distorted to produce the illusion, accompanied by the increase of space distortion, Gladys's body is also constantly absorbed into that space, along with this process, the space in the entire bedroom, including the space around Don Quixote, also fluctuated, and the next moment a golden dragon with the so-called dragon power all over his body appeared in this bedroom, it seemed that he had been aggrieved for too long, and the dragon also instigated a few wings and shook his neckThe sound of bones grinding against each other was like a drum, and finally, as if remembering that she had become a slave, Gladys put her head on the ground in low spirits, looking listless, of course, it may also indicate a kind of taming.

After watching the whole process, Don Quixote nodded slightly, it was not much different from what he had guessed, the dragon clan was worthy of being the top creatures in the world of Ferron, and even a transformation technique already involved the law of spatial overlap, and it was innate, and there was no need to learn," the goddess Misra was here," thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh a little, "I don't know what the father thinks, why did he design such a powerful and anti-heavenly creature?"

"Master, can I change back?" A voice of the heart resounded in Don Quixote's sea of consciousness, a secret technique of the dragon clan, a way to talk after becoming a dragon because he couldn't speak.

"What's wrong?" Don Quixote floated to Gladys' head and gently stroked her scales with his hand, as expected, smooth, tough, and elastic, and at the same time was born with a high resistance to spells.

"I don't really like the way I look when I'm a dragon, I always think it's ugly, and it's inconvenient to do anything. ”

"Not for the time being, I'm very interested in the body of the dragon clan, let me check it first, and then you can change back. ”

"Yes, master," Gladys snorted, and instead of snot came out of her huge nostrils, but a burst of fire and a choking smoke, and it was clear that dragons could breathe fire, not legend, but true.

After changing into the body, Gladys's length from the head to the tip of the tail is about sixty or seventy meters, which is about the same size as the super war puppet he made, of course, the power is not the same, the puppet of that material, basically how much, how much Gladys can dismantle, the body is covered with full of scales, the scales in places that are not often active are relatively thick, and the scales in places like legs, claws, and the lower part of the tail are more delicate, obviously, this is to facilitate activities, Don Quixote is not too interested in the appearance of the dragon, and he has not watched less film and television works in his previous life, and he is not too curiousHowever, there is still a little curiosity.

"I hear," said Don Quixote after a round trip, "Is it true that the dragon has a reverse scale on its neck?"

"Scales?" Gladys raised her massive head with a hint of suspicion in her tone, "What's that?"

"No, nothing," Don Quixote shook her head, and from her tone, it was clear that the dragons of the world of Faeron had no so-called weaknesses unless they actually defeated it, "I'm going to use my psionic powers to check your body, and let me know if you don't feel well." ”

"Yes, master," Gladys closed her huge dragon eyes, and looked like she was at your mercy, and as long as she didn't kill her, she had nothing to fear—

"Patriarch, how much credibility do you think that man's words have?" One of the older dragons grabbed Freljord before entering the inner city of Silvermoon City, the ruins, "Although he claims to be the chosen person of the true God, we have not seen him come up with any real evidence from beginning to end. ”

"Can you easily defeat Gladys?" Freljord sighed, "without using my dragon's bloodline mysteries. ”

"There are also ordinary people in the vicinity, I have already investigated, it is a kick, and the mature Gladys can not be seriously injured directly, this kind of power, except that he is the chosen person of the true God, there is nothing else to explain, in the case that he can be sure that he is the chosen people of God, this opportunity, you must seize it, you wait for me here, this great-great-grandfather of mine does not like too many people to disturb him. ”

"Yes, Patriarch" (To be continued.) )