Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

If it's just dragonization, it's not a big deal.

Even if this young lady turns her face and doesn't recognize people like last time, he is completely sure that he will restrain her - after all, the dragon humanization, that is, the growth of wings and scales, is just a little stronger, and now Edward has been able to use the eighth-level psychic ability, and it is nothing to deal with a half-dragon warrior.

But the problem is that this time the change of the female knight is not limited to the growth of wings and minions and some scales - her body is constantly expanding to the naked eye, scales and horns wrap around the head, the neck is gradually lengthening, and the knight's uniform on her body is torn apart in a hissing crack, revealing the body wrapped in scales underneath!

The telemagician's eyes flashed with silver, and the female knight who was transforming into a dragon was wrapped in a cloud of silver light and disappeared into the void.

Fortunately, when it comes to the change of time, the female knight who is turning into a dragon has no time to resist with spirit, time, she should be stranded in place, and the tank continues to move forward, so as to avoid her fate of being fixed by the turret - you know, the dragon is the so-called "infinite evolution" of the creature, there is no growth limit, the size also increases with age, the difference level is extremely obvious, the ancient dragon is as big as a mountain, but the young dragon is only the size of a kitten and a puppy, there is a famous mercenary joke that talks about an old mercenary when he was young- I mistakenly thought that a certain commission needed to deal with a group of large vampire bats, but I didn't expect it to be a juvenile black dragon.

But that doesn't mean the problem is over......

Edward pushed the tank open and jumped out.

Then comes to the crux of the matter, the time jump doesn't last long, especially for a dragon, and psychic abilities have a lot in common with magic, but they're not a little different...... One of the biggest differences is that psychic abilities don't have a special use of illusions - a true psychic doesn't give a damn about so-called illusions. After all, if they can directly manipulate human memories and sensations, why should they tinker with such inferior means of changing light?

Edward could also use magic today, and the casting ability below the four rings was enough to construct an illusion that covered the female knight, but the problem was ...... Edward thought about it for a moment, but realized that he didn't remember any illusions at all—magic was much more troublesome than the convenient psychic abilities, requiring not only the combination of spells and gestures, but also a lot of magical materials, such as wool for illusions. The more advanced it is, the cleaner, longer and softer it is. How could Edward have the leisure to prepare that thing?

However, it seems that the resistance of the dragons to psychic abilities is indeed unexpected.

Edward hesitated. Her body had emerged from a pool of silver light! The time jump that could have controlled the enemy for at least twenty or thirty breaths was over after only five or six breaths! The female knight's body expanded suddenly. In just over a breath, she had already swelled more than ten times, her wings more than twenty feet long spread out, and a ring of whirlwind blew in all directions!

People turn on their backs!

It was like an invisible wave crashing through the ranks, and the plague of chaos spread outward—all the horses began to stomp their hooves and neigh in an instant. Trying to break free of the reins. Even the most seasoned knights couldn't hold them back, and the horses were already running wildly, and dozens of carts were smashed into each other in an instant, but the next moment. The frenzied horses were slumped on the ground, their limbs twitching and their excrement and urine.

Then there were the hapless warriors, who began to roar back in terror and crawl - an inexplicable feeling rushed into their hearts, as cold as a piece of ice, heavy as a block of lead, weighing down on their minds, so that for a moment their minds were empty, and they could not think of anything at all.

This is the real thing, the momentum of the dragon family.

"Red Dragon, Red Dragon!" "Gods bless ......" "Run!" "Pull me, I can't run......"

There was a moment of silence in the venue...... But then it was filled with noise, and the soldiers began to retreat with shouts, and then they turned into a rout!

Regarding dragons, there is almost no one on the Big 6 who does not know their names, knows that some of them are good and some are evil, but without exception, they all possess great power. However, even the vulgar tales of those bards have recorded some classifications about dragons, the metal dragons are kind and noble, usually righteous and will give great help to the protagonist of the story, and the five-colored dragons are all evil beings, usually in their own dragon caves to amass treasures for those lucky protagonists to steal or rob, and if necessary, to sacrifice themselves, to become a tonic for the brave to increase their strength, and as raw materials for powerful armor weapons.

In fact, human beings don't know much about this ancient and huge biological population, but because of this, they will make up the story more exaggerated in their repeated mouths, and in those legends, the red dragon is undoubtedly the biggest villain in the five-colored dragon clan, their temper is short-tempered and greedy, they like to rob and cheat, and their temperament is capricious - because they are the most intelligent and powerful in the five-colored dragon clan, they kill people and goods, rob princesses, and occupy treasures, most of which are made by them.

Regardless of whether it was just an illusion or a summon made up by His Excellency the Mage, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Mingzhe's approach to protecting himself at this time!

Standing on top of the tank, looking at the chaos for no reason, Edward couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, he was a little curious - although he was a true apprentice when it came to magic, he still knew something about demons, dragons, angels, and other advanced creatures, and according to the notes on the illustrated book he had spent three days looking at, the dragon's so-called momentum was not innate, although it was a racial symbol. It usually takes a hundred years of growth, and after entering the so-called 'youth' period, it will gradually have it.

However, judging from the size of this dragon, she is indeed a young dragon...... Could it be that after mixing human blood, the growth time has become a little faster?

Thinking of this, the Psychic Warlock felt a little excited in his heart.

A real red dragon, this is no joke.

It's not just just a simple subordinate and bodyguard...... Think about it, when something happens. You don't have to make a move in person, as long as you move your fingers, the bodyguard will immediately turn into a red dragon, stomp the enemy with one kick, and by the way, add a breath to destroy the corpse...... Then, when needed, they can ride everywhere, which is more than ten or dozens of times more windy than a stupid big black tank, and with their current relationship, it is a real secretary who has something to do, and nothing to do...... Ahem......

"Meliane. Why don't you bring them back to me? Oh, forget it, let them get away and gather! Get out of here and get to work!" Suppressing a moment of crankiness in his heart, Edward waved his hand angrily and amusefully. Send a wave of thought to the backbone of his subordinates.

Then he focused his gaze on the huge figure in the smoke.

Even if viewed from the perspective of human aesthetics. It was also a beautiful creature, with a slender and toned body of more than a dozen feet, perfectly proportioned limbs and neck, and the tight scales of the body took on a tender red color, and the sunlight shone on it, shining like a mirror. She slowly braced herself up. Slowly shaking his head and looking around, he seemed to be adjusting to the situation around him.

"Claudia, can you hear me? He jumped out of the car and rallied his spirits. Asked her in the words of the heart.

But this temptation was exchanged for a dark shadow...... As if startled by the sudden sound in his ears, the dragon turned around without thinking! The tail with its bony spikes cut a large cloud of smoke and dust on the ground, and it swung directly at him with a fierce momentum!

Naturally, the attack missed, and the psychic sorcerer's body blurred, and the huge dragon's tail swept through his body with a sharp roar, as if it had hit only a shadow!

And this fierce action seemed to make her regain a little bit of consciousness, her slender neck was raised and drooped, and she stared at the human in front of her with her golden red eyes, her pupils contracted and dilated, as if to confirm something.

"I ...... Where is this?"

Then a faint voice came out of the dragon's throat—barely able to discern some of the features of a female knight apart from the heavy tremors and amplified volumes—but the language used was a dozen times more complicated—and Edward had to concentrate on himself to use a fluent language to finally understand her words.

To be honest, it's really amazing, just after transforming and learning a language...... At least Edward himself, who only barely knew a few simple words about dragons.

Well, fortunately, this magical ability contained in the bloodline did not let this young lady get out of control. At least mentally, he didn't lose control.

"Nothing, Cindy, just an accident. How are you feeling?" Edward frowned and asked, "Can you change back?"

"I'm sorry master, it doesn't seem to work...... I don't know how I'm going to change back......" The dragon slowly closed its eyes, shook its head slightly, and shifted its body, but after some effort, she could only sigh.

"So, can you still remember how you just felt, how the hell did you become like this?"

"I don't know, I just remembered my mother's words for a while, and then unconsciously ...... It's like this. The red dragon wagged his tail: "This feeling...... It's weird. My hands and feet are my own, but I don't feel like my body is being controlled......"

She flapped her wings, probably trying to test the sensation of taking off, but with the storm, a large stream of fire rose from under her ribs, and spewed dozens of feet away with a bang! But she was still bent by the flames!!The wolf's appearance made her giggle, and the people around her, who had just quieted down, were in a commotion again—they saw the dragon burst into flames, and the laughter sounded to outsiders as a terrible low roar, and even two small flames erupted from her nostrils......

"The god of magic is above, is that Miss Claudia?, it's amazing, it's really ......" Young's fussy voice came from the side, but then he was stunned by the sharp eyes in the black burqa, the sword skirt, the corpse, the apologies, the stupidity, the stupidity, the herdsman, the herdium, the skill, the aphid, the anthem, the wisdom, the twilight, the twilight, the 3, the sheath, the difficult tide, the tide, the 1, the dun, the dum, the scar, the scar, the death, the field, the sting, the Gong Ran, the first trance!

The solution?

"This, basically, should be free to transform on her own...... Lord Lord, you know that dragons already possess such abilities, and as for ......"

"Turn her back, or make her a little smaller with a spell like shrinking?" Edward gave up listening to the old guy's nonsense and ordered directly.

It's a pity that next, after the old man recited a few spells and released a few rays of light, he could only show him an old face that was dripping with bile: "No, lord." Dragons are naturally resistant to magic, and Transfiguration doesn't work at all...... Unless she has mastered the transformation herself, there is nothing we can do. ”

Is there nothing you can do? Do you want to march forward with a red dragon? Pulling the wind is indeed pulling the wind, and it is estimated that after seeing a weaker enemy, there is no need to fight at all, and the fright can also scare them into surrendering directly...... But she couldn't even fly. And for the rest of his plans, Edward didn't need such an obvious marker.

So what to do. It doesn't matter if you throw it here. So send it back to the territory?

As the possessor of the royal power, Edward is indeed not very susceptible to the negative effects of Pandor's evil talisman, but that restriction is for him, moving a dragon as big as a sustenance, even the risk of psionic energy teleportation will skyrocket!

Relax, I'm going to show you power next. You don't resist.

After a moment's hesitation, Edward spoke, then tilted his head, his eyes in the middle of his eyes. The silver luster is brilliant and shiny!

The next moment, he looked at the diminutive human wrapped in black robes in front of him, and lowered his head to look at his body. "What is this?" I ......," he began, covering his mouth.

Just stay still.

Edward cautiously took two steps back, flicked his tail, and then folded his wings—yes, now the Psychic Warlock was the red dragon. It's not just the look, it's the whole heart. This is a sixth-level psychic ability unique to the Mind Messenger, Mind Exchange. Forcibly taking possession of the body of a living creature, forcing the Manifester and the creature to exchange souls with each other.

After moving his body a little, the psychic warlock couldn't help but sigh - this feeling is indeed a bit strange, for normal people, not only two more wings, one tail, but also many differences.

Calming his mind, he began to simulate his feelings gradually. When it comes to the ability to control oneself, psychic warlocks or the most powerful group in this multiverse, every nerve in the body can be invoked by the spirit, and even adding one's own metabolism and organizing wounds is a piece of cake.

After feeling it for a while, a certain feeling rushed into my mind...... As if he naturally tightened his body, he kept tightening and getting smaller, turning back into the figure of the woman.

But the moment the transformation was completed, there was a sudden movement in my mind......

"Ahhh......h What is this? I found it!"

A loud voice echoed in my head, and then, in front of my eyes, no, a picture appeared in my head——

It seemed to be an extremely large space carved out of the cavern's hollow, shrouded in a soft, bright red glow.

The source of the brilliance is a layer of flowing, red-hot magma...... On the wall behind this cavern, those fiery red liquids overflowed, becoming a magnificent waterfall! The billowing crimson lava flow spread downward, falling into a bottomless abyss, and the flames and magma burst out from the turbulent red surface from time to time, and the sparks and spreading smoke could almost make people feel the overwhelming heat.

But perhaps even more appealing than these colors is the brilliance of the jewelry......

Directly in front of the hall, against the backdrop of the lava waterfall, were countless treasures stacked on top of each other, glittering coins that were taller than a man, scattered with swords of pure gold, crowns studded with precious stones, mountains of fire agate, strings of emeralds, star diamonds, turquoise stones, and stones, priceless gold works of art, ornaments, and vessels. And a variety of equipment that shines with all kinds of light!

On top of the luster of the jewel, there was a great dark red.

It was the light of thick, crimson, shiny scales that were tightly interlocked...... It shines brighter in the light of lava. A pair of dark red wings tightly wrapped around the body, and the scales from the bottom of the neck were a bright red color, and the closer the scales were to the top, the more dark red they showed for many years, and when they reached the back of his head near the thorns on the dagger back, the scales showed a strange purple red, and the smooth texture reflected the light of the lava along the scales, and streams of sparks were spewing out of his huge nostrils with the roar of the behemoth...... (To be continued......)