Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to conferring the gods

Chapter 12 The Mark of Jormungandr, The Blood Lament
"stamp?"

Su Mo was slightly taken aback.

"Of course, since you belong to me, you must leave my mark. You can't make a verbal agreement and just count!"

Xia Mi said confidently.

She has indeed learned the tactics of human beings, and also knows the effect of heart-to-heart communication, which is the way to maximize the opponent's action.

But before that, she was the Dragon King, a race that advocated power and profit.

Even human beings, most of them may not be able to keep their promises.

Naturally, it was impossible for her to trust Su Mo 100% just by relying on a verbal agreement.

A solid contract must be signed to guarantee a minimum level of loyalty.

"That's fine."

Since he agreed to the other party, Su Mo didn't mind signing the contract.

He remembered that in the original book, Chu Zihang also seemed to have the mark of Odin, which was a sign of being selected by the Dragon King.

only--

"You dragons are really good at playing."

Su Mo couldn't help sighing.

Could it be that the strange ways humans play are all inherited from the Dragon Clan?
Hearing Su Mo's inexplicable exclamation, Xia Mi was a little speechless.

"Give the monarch's coat of arms to his subordinates. In the past, this was an honor that most of the next generation, noble princes could not get on their knees!"

Having said that, she gave Su Mo a sideways look.

"A disrespectful courtier like you would have been soaked in a pig cage in ancient times!"

She tried to tell Su Mo what an honor he had received.

"Yes! Her Royal Highness is amazing!"

Su Mo nodded perfunctorily, without any sincerity.

Even perfunctory refuses to be serious!
Xia Mi gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He directly took Su Mo's hand, and bit his wrist with a "wow".

"Hiss! Are you a dog? Why do you still bite people?"

Su Mo took a breath.

I didn't expect the Dragon King to look like this when he got anxious.

After a few seconds, Xia Mi let go.

After pulling Su Mo's sleeve and wiping his mouth, he calmed down and said solemnly.

"It's over!"

"?"

Su Mo looked at the place where his wrist was bitten.

In addition to a little bit of the opponent's saliva, there is also a row of small teeth marks.

And under the teeth marks, there was a blue-black trace faintly wrapped around his wrist like a ouroboros.

"This is the Serpent of the Garden, Jormungandr?"

He recognized the symbol of the mark.

The concept of ouroboros is very common all over the world, and in Norse mythology, the representative of ouroboros is the snake of the atrium, Jormungandr, who can surround the whole world with its own body and bite its own tail with its mouth.

"That's right! From now on, you will be my lady's man!"

After completing the engraving, Xia Mi's eyes were bent into crescents, looking very proud, like a fox who has stolen a chicken.

Su Mo glanced at the system panel.

It was found that there was an extra skill.

[The mark of Yemengarde: LV3, cannot be upgraded actively, no dragon blood detected, not activated]

As expected of the first generation, opening the mouth is a level LV3 skill.

Although it seems that it is of no use for the time being.

Before Su Mo studied it carefully.

Xia Mi tugged at his collar after finishing the stamp.

"Look straight at me!"

Su Mo lowered his head subconsciously, and immediately saw a pair of extremely majestic golden pupils.

This pair of golden pupils exudes the light of a monarch, as if they are calling or inspiring something.

If ordinary mixed-races were here, they would definitely feel the call of the bloodline and directly become the servant of the Dragon King.

But in Su Mo's eyes, these are just two big light bulbs.

The two sides looked at each other for a few seconds.

Su Mo rubbed his eyes and made a request.

"Can you turn down the brightness a little bit, it's a bit dazzling."

"???"

Looking at Su Mo who looked so clear and could even speak, Xia Mi was full of question marks.

"What's going on? You didn't enter Spirit Vision?"

She was deliberately awakening Su Mo's bloodline just now, and the other party should have been inspired by the king.

Why are there no changes?

Could it be that he is really so good that he can't even summon blood?

Looking at Xia Mi with a suspicious expression on his face.

Su Mo finally realized what Xia Mi had done wrong.

He opened his mouth cautiously.

"Is it possible, I mean, is there a possibility that it's not your style, but that I'm not a mixed race?"

Su Mo had no doubts about his identity as a pure-blooded human.

As long as he has a little dragon blood, there will be a prompt on the system panel.

Obviously what Su Mo said is the truth.

Xia Mi acted as if he had heard something extremely absurd.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

She shook her head violently, and stretched out her hand to pull Su Mo in front of Fenrir.

"Give him a bloodline call!"

She hurriedly ordered to the dragon.

Her blood wasn't enough, couldn't Fenrir's blood be enough?
Seeing that his sister was in a hurry, Fenrir nodded obediently, and the originally bright golden pupils were even more radiant.

The huge pupils and Su Mo looked at each other.

One minute later, Su Mo still didn't respond.

"..."

Xia Mi was completely Spartan.

Even Fenrir can't do it, which means it's not a matter of blood.

In other words, Su Mo is really not a mixed race?
How can this be?

Seeing her incomprehensible look, Su Mo was puzzled.

"Why do you believe so much that I must be of mixed race?"

Xia Mi also said before that he has high quality and is very good.

At that time, Su Mo wanted to ask, besides his good looks, where could he see his outstanding qualities?
Why didn't he feel it himself.

I heard Su Mo ask this.

Xia Mi spoke in a slightly numb tone.

"Do you know the sorrow of blood?"

"know."

Su Mo nodded.

"Hybrids are neither human nor dragon, so they often feel a sense of rejection in the crowd. The higher the bloodline level, the stronger the blood sorrow."

After listening to Su Mo's explanation, Xia Mi nodded.

"That's true, so the Sorrow of Blood can often be used to judge the potential of unawakened hybrids. The stronger the Sorrow of Blood, the greater the potential of the hybrid."

Hearing this, Su Mo suddenly realized.

"So that's why you said that I have excellent qualities before, because I seem to have a strong blood sorrow?"

"That's right, that kind of isolated loneliness is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to have."

Shami nodded.

Then he looked at Su Mo puzzled.

"Your strength of Blood Sorrow directly passed the test of Nibelungen even without a test"

"But why are you an ordinary person, is that reasonable?"

Xia Mi's expression was very puzzled.

No matter how you look at it, it is unreasonable!

"Trials of the Nibelungs?"

Hearing this word, Su Mo suddenly remembered, as if there was such a thing.

The Nibelungen where Fenrir is located has dealers, who must win the loneliness equivalent to a thousand Arctic Ocean bottle caps to pass the level.

But when Su Mo came here, he didn't encounter this problem at all.

According to what Xia Mi meant, it wasn't that the level was revoked, but because his loneliness already surpassed a thousand Arctic Ocean bottle caps, which naturally met the clearance conditions, so there was no need to play cards?

Heck!

Are you really so lonely?

Su Mo couldn't understand.

(End of this chapter)