A dragon raised at birth

"Yes."

"Tsk, it's not a good thing to be too responsible!" Diablo looked at the female chief, and it was easy to solve this need.

It's just that you can't find it in this area. If you leave here, you can easily find an opponent who can sharpen yourself.After all, the strength of this female chieftain is only just beginning in the realm of soul will, and she is not considered strong.

The melee professionals of the human race divide their practice realm into six stages, bronze, silver, gold, soul, legend, and god.

Bronze tempers the body, and after the body is beaten to the limit that can be achieved at the current stage, the first ray of fighting energy can be bred with the help of breathing method, and after having fighting energy, it can be regarded as promoted to silver.

And Baiyin's practice is a process of continuous accumulation. When the battle qi is cultivated to the point where there is no way to increase it, it is considered complete, and you can proceed to the next step, trying to integrate the battle qi into the body's meridians and bones, and start to increase your upper limit.

When all the battle qi cultivated in the silver stage is integrated into the body, not a single drop is left, and when a more pure battle qi is cultivated again, it can be regarded as officially promoted to gold.

But this is not the end, but just the beginning. The practice of the golden stage is to continuously improve one's upper limit, get rid of the shackles of the original race, and break through the shackles of nature-this is only limited to the short-lived species with a low natural starting point, and the long-lived species in This stage is to constantly tap the racial potential.

In the human race, there is a legend about the nine refinements of battle qi. During the golden cultivation stage, one can possess the foundation of becoming a god by integrating the battle qi cultivated into the body nine times in a row.

But in fact, one can feel the existence of the soul after three trainings of battle qi, and then start the cultivation of the soul, and set foot on the soul level.

As for the nine times, it is impossible, because it is more terrifying to integrate battle energy into the body each time. Compared with the last time, the difficulty is doubled every time. Those who can smelt three times are already geniuses who are unique in ten thousand. Nine times, The reincarnation of the gods may not necessarily be possible.

Of course, this is a secret method in the cultivation system of the human race that can shorten the distance between the super longevity species, and even be comparable. Some big clans also have similar methods.

But the Dragon Clan's view on cultivation is different from that of the short-lived human race. In the eyes of the Dragon Clan, there are only three realms, body, soul, and law!The division of the realm of the human race is a bit bells and whistles.

The so-called three realms of bronze, silver, and gold are all tempering the body and can only be regarded as one realm.The stage of Soul Intent is to practice the soul, and the legend is that only by perfectly merging the body and soul, and controlling a trace of space law, can one break through to the realm reached.

"It's impossible for me to give up my people. Without them, even if I have stronger power, what's the point?"

Hearing the sigh in Diablo's words, the centaur chief Livia asked back.

"Tsk, that's true." Diablo nodded. If it wasn't for Livia who cared about her people, she wouldn't be able to surrender to him. If she couldn't beat her, wouldn't she still be able to escape?

"But it doesn't matter. If you just want to temper your opponent, it's too simple. I will arrange as many as you want. Following me is definitely the luckiest thing in your life."

Diablo rose from the ground, he looked at the centaur tribe stationed by the stream, and at the wooden houses made of logs and branches, showing a trace of pity.

It has to be said that the quality of life of this centaur tribe is completely inversely proportional to their strength, and their life is really miserable.

"I will arrange some people to come and practice with you later. At the same time, I will ask an Earl of Elvis Duchy to send a caravan to trade with you. Some people need to improve their living conditions."

"No need." Hearing that she wanted to communicate with the outside world, the female chief subconsciously resisted. This was not because she was stubborn and closed herself in the forest, but because her ancestors had accumulated countless blood and tears.

"What's the point, do you not need the opponent I arranged for you, or do you not want the caravan to come in?"

"I don't want the caravan to come in. Those despicable humans will catch every negligence of our soldiers, take them away, and sell them as slaves."

"Give up food because of choking!" Diablo commented unceremoniously,

"I ask you, what is the birth rate of babies in your tribe? What is the survival rate of babies who survive to adulthood after birth? And how much has the number of members of your tribe increased since you can remember?"

"..." Livia was silent, and then asked, "Can letting the caravan come in change this?"

"Of course, you can get a stable source of food by trading with outside caravans. Are you sure your people won't be hungry and full just by hunting?"

"But who will guarantee the safety of my people?"

"Of course I will guarantee that you are my follower, and your people will be protected by me. The caravan I send will never have any problems!"

So, after some difficult negotiations, Diablo managed to let the female chief let go, and then, Diablo hurried back to Cecil City with impatience.

Then Diablo summoned all the soul-level evil dragons that he brought to the realm of the main thing, the number is not many, only twelve, although it is possible to subvert a kingdom without the intervention of the legend, but Facing legends, they only have to be slaughtered.

"I'm going on a long journey!"

Called by Diablo, these evil dragons, who thought they would be assigned some mission, heard the unbelievable words of the dragon lord.

"Lord Dragon Lord, where are you going? Didn't you say that you want to be a good lord?" Lorraine, the ancient prison fire dragon, couldn't help it.

"I found that this main material world is really aggrieved. I don't know when I can get through it if I keep it like this. Instead of this, I might as well go to other worlds to collect resources. At least I don't have to hide my head and show my tail like now. Even the main body Don't dare to reveal it."

The reason Diablo explained to the dragons was the need to go to another world.

"Master Dragon Lord, that..." Lorraine turned his head and looked at the eager dragons behind him. He understood the heavy responsibility he was shouldering now, so he also twitched and said,

"We have no problem with you going to another world, but can you bring us along!"

Chapter 194 Different Space Orientation (Third Change, Monthly Pass)

"Clam?"

Hearing the requests made by these evil dragons, Diablo's eyes flashed. He looked at these dragons that had transformed into humans, and understood their desires. It turned out that not only he felt aggrieved, but these guys were also extremely aggrieved.

"You want to go with me, I'm afraid it won't work!"

"My lord, please be considerate of us. We are not much better than you. You are afraid of being discovered and noticed. We are also afraid, and we are not as capable as you."

Seeing that Diablo was not going to take them, the evil dragons who were called over immediately became anxious.

To be honest, before they left Dragon Realm, they didn't think about how dangerous the main material world was, but after arriving in the main material world and knowing a little history, they knew how dangerous their situation was.

They almost all came to the same conclusion as Diablo. Before they grew up, once their whereabouts were exposed under the noses of the great empires and gods, they would inevitably suffer some kind of experience worse than death.

Therefore, when Diablo asked them to disguise themselves as humans, although they were reluctant at first, they are now trying to survive in this chaotic area as humans, waiting for Diablo to take them take off.

"Stop it, you all stop it for me!"

As soon as Diablo raised his hand, the yelling guys immediately quieted down. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, feeling a little distressed.

"It's not that I don't take you with me, but that my ability is limited, and the method I use can only satisfy me to go with one dragon. If there are too many, I really can't take you!"

"How did you bring it, Your Majesty the Blood Prison Queen?" As soon as Diablo finished speaking, Lorraine immediately began to question.

"I didn't take her there." Diablo rolled his eyes. He wanted to play something in another world, but because of his eldest wife's performance, he has not dared to set foot on the second boat.

"If it wasn't for you, why would Her Majesty the Blood Prison Queen be on the verge of breaking through to become a legend in Dragon Realm?"

"That's because she split a soul to attach to my body, and then got an adventure, do you dare to split the soul?" Diablo sneered, looking at these guys.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, these guys showed hesitation on their faces. They have all started to practice dragon souls now, and they know how fragile the soul is before it is cultivated to perfection, and it hurts terribly when it is touched , Ask them to tear off a part, what a joke.

"Master Dragon Lord, if we split our souls, can we still have the same adventure as Her Majesty the Blood Prison Queen?"

Youlong boldly asked cautiously, if one can become a legend by enduring the pain of splitting one's soul, then why not suffer such pain?

"You're thinking about farting. If you really want to do this, then be prepared to lose everything."

Diablo mercilessly hit the enthusiasm of these dragons. He said that he also wanted to bring all these dragons over. Although these guys are eccentric by nature, their power is destined to become his right-hand man. Helper, it's really not good, it's okay to attract attention and attract hatred.

"Master Dragon Lord, I have an idea, you can see if it works."

At this time, Lorraine, frowning and thinking, raised his paw, ready to speak to Diablo.

"You said."

"Don't we have many summoning rituals in the main material world that can directly summon abyssal demons and purgatory devils? Some advanced summoning rituals can even summon specific existences, so, I think..."

"The idea is very good, but is there a ceremony that can specifically summon you?"

"We can study it!" At this time, the other dragons also became excited. After all, the main material world is really too aggrieved for them. There are too many strong people. It is very uncomfortable. If there is no other choice , They can bear it, but they know that there is a place where they can have fun, so there is no need to wrong themselves.

"Not us, but you!"

Diablo corrected the wrong statement, "It's not that I don't help you, but that I have a lot of things to arrange. After I leave, I don't know how long it will be before I can come back."

Therefore, under Diablo's righteous reason, these dragons can only search for knowledge related to summoning, and even try to collect those summoning rituals that only demon believers know, for reference.

And Diablo was in a hurry to arrange some things—to find a way to transfer the children in Shanhezhu and the slave teacher he arranged. He was still hesitating whether to put these future backbones in Serbia. In the city of Syl, at the end, he slapped his head, and just to be on the safe side, he simply threw all these children into the dragon realm.

"Downton, do you have any idea of ​​becoming a necromancer?"

Then, there was the soul body of the Earl of Downton. It was impossible for him to take it to another world, but arranging another candidate to pretend to be the Earl of Downton made him worry again, so he simply let the Earl of Downton pretend to be himself.

"That... what type of undead can I become?"

Earl of Downton, who already knew that Diablo was about to leave, felt extremely complicated. He was very pleased to be able to get rid of this existence, but he felt that he could no longer control the situation in the current territory. The territory can be destroyed in his hands.

"Although your foundation is a bit weak, there is no problem if you convert into a ghost. When the time comes, a set of armor will be specially made for you. You control the movement of the armor, and the effect will be the same."

"Isn't this going to be discovered by the full-time staff of the church like the paladin priest?" Earl Downton asked in a low tone. His current state of soul body is easy to explain. , I can't tell if I have a mouth.

"If you don't touch..."

"My lord, I am the lord!"

"Master Diablo, I can pretend to be my husband. Someone knows him better than me, and my strength is no worse than him."

In the end, the Countess, who had learned Transfiguration and knew how to hide her body mutation, stood up.

"Well, that's okay, but it means that you and your husband can't appear in public at the same time, which may be troublesome."

"It's all right!"

After arranging another matter, Diablo continued to deal with the next matter, such as the development and manufacture of the impotence potion that is about to be completed using the body fluid of the black-winged flying snake. There is no doubt that this is a lucrative business.

But Diablo no longer likes it, strength is the foundation of everything, and instead of spending time studying these things, it is better to use it on how to improve strength.

Of course, the research is almost done, so it can't be wasted. Diablo has made some arrangements for this aspect.

And when everything was about the same, nearly a month had passed since Diablo conceived the idea of ​​time-traveling again, and those guys who were struggling in Diablo's eyes actually did the whole thing. A specific summoning spell.

It was a spell specifically for summoning Lorraine, the ancient dragon of hellfire, and there was even a ritual to increase the success rate, so it was quite standardized.

"It was actually researched. It was unexpected. How did you convince them to help study the ritual that summoned you?"

"In such a short period of time, it is almost enough to study the summoning ritual of a dragon, too much is meaningless, and it may fail.

When you pass by, we will continue to study, as long as you can successfully summon me, then I will bring the summoning ceremony to summon the second and third dragons. "

"Oh, infinite matryoshka, I have an idea."

Diablo underestimated these dragons. In his eyes, they were a group of domineering and arrogant monsters with bad nature, but in fact, they also had wisdom far beyond ordinary humans. When necessary, they could also press Be patient with nature and choose to endure.

"Lord Dragon Lord, when are you leaving?" Seeing that Diablo had memorized all the summoning spells and rituals he presented, the bald knight Lorraine showed a flattering look on his face.

"You don't have to worry about it, don't worry, when you arrive, if your spell is okay, I will definitely summon you."

After kicking Lorraine out of the room, Diablo sat alone in the study, looking at the murals on the wall that were said to be made by a certain famous teacher. After admiring them for a while, he whispered,

"Ophelia, can you come out and meet me? I'm leaving here soon, won't you say goodbye to me?"

There was silence in the study, and there was no response, but Diablo still did not give up. Not only did he test his words, but he also checked his mental strength repeatedly, not even letting a single hair go.

So, of course, Diablo didn't find anything, his body was clean, and he didn't have any thoughts attached to it.

But Diablo was still worried, because his eldest wife emerged from his body twice, and before that, he had never noticed anything unusual in himself.

Even if he had such a feeling, Diablo couldn't find it. In desperation, Diablo had no choice but to activate the fire imprint. Under the terrifying power of the time-space artifact, he turned into a beam of light, Tore apart the space and went to another world.

And at the moment when he disappeared, thousands of miles away, in a city already soaked in blood, a mage in black robe was standing in the middle of the army, standing on top of the Behemoth Behemoth, holding a book slightly raised his head, Under a ray of sunlight shining through the dark gray clouds, a chin like suet jade was exposed.

But soon, as the master of the monster army lowered his head again, her face was once again hidden in the darkness of the hood.

Whoa!

The roar of the monster and the collision of swords seemed to have nothing to do with her. The existence of Beamon as a mount seemed to be in a hurry. She quickly flipped through the remaining pages of the book in her hand, and took out another book. You can see the brilliant title of the book on the cover - "Different Space Orientation".

Chapter 195 Immortal Thunder Beast

Pfft!

The extremely familiar feeling of liquid enveloping came from all directions, and then the sweet and greasy liquid poured into the nasal cavity. This liquid with too strong taste made Diablo feel a little uncomfortable when he just arrived this time, but it made him The body is excited about it, because it contains an unbelievably strong vitality.

"Where did I fall?"

Diablo was a little confused. Compared to the lake he fell into for the first time and the chaise bath the second time, he seemed to have fallen into a very extraordinary place this third time.

The liquid that encloses him contains a majestic vitality. Although the purity cannot be compared with the life source he extracted with the scarlet fire, but in terms of quantity, the life source that Diablo has extracted so far is not as good as here one-tenth of

Therefore, although Diablo was curious at this time, he was not in a hurry to explore. To find out the origin of this mysterious liquid, let's wait until he swallowed all the liquid first.

"It's really inferior. If it's naturally produced, I didn't say anything. If it's artificially refined, it's too rough."

Diablo swam in the pool. In order to be able to swallow more quickly, he removed his human form and turned into the killing form of his body—a black-scaled gold-patterned dragon covered with hard scales and sharp barbs. .

He is ready to fight at any time, this pool contains a rich vitality liquid, whether it is naturally raised or artificially created, as long as there are living beings, it is impossible to ignore it, there must be guards.

Therefore, Diablo swallowed the sweet and greasy viscous liquid very eagerly, and if there was any sticky liquid with a fishy smell, as long as he could swallow it into his mouth, it was his. It turned out that it belonged to someone else.

As for his current act of taking without warning as theft or something, Diablo has forgotten it. If he has an advantage, don’t take advantage of the bastard. His mouth was on the edge of his mouth, and he even poured it into his stomach, but he still kept his mouth shut, that was too stupid.