Bone King: Starting from Becoming the Supreme

“Don’t…don’t go…Ya…Yashiro!!”

Derodilon sat up suddenly in bed, sweat dripping down her cheeks.

She had a long, long dream.

He was locked in a huge iron cage.

All that accompanied her was loneliness, fear and powerlessness.

However, just when the dream world was about to fall apart.

A person suddenly appeared in front of her.

She reached out her hand and tried to call out his name, but she couldn't remember it.

She stared blankly at the empty room, trying hard to recall her previous memories.

But, until then.

Feeling a chill, De Luodilong was suddenly stunned.

He looked down at himself, who had now transformed back into an adult, and saw that he was completely naked, with his body exposed.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide.

The next second, a scream resounded through the sky.

"ah!!!!"

……

ten minutes later.

Derodilon was wrapped in a thin sheet, staring at the Eighth Generation in front of him with an unfriendly face.

"So, is this how you treat your savior?"

"Well, De Luo, listen to me. I didn't take off your clothes. They broke on their own. Your body suddenly recovered. This was force majeure. I just threw away the broken clothes on your behalf. That's all."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"..."

Yashiro looked away feeling somewhat guilty.

After all, Yashiro was once just an ordinary human being.

Even though the races have changed now.

But he faced Derodilon, who was willing to sacrifice her own safety and come to save him at all costs.

In Yashiro's heart, he unknowingly put her on an equal footing with himself.

"No... But the person who cleaned your body was the owner of the tavern. No one else has seen your body."

"Ugh."

Derodilon sighed and asked again.

"You didn't do anything weird to my body?"

"No, I really didn't do anything this time."

"Why not? Isn't my body attractive to you?"

"????"

Yashiro looked at Derodilon in shock.

There seems to be something wrong with your train of thought!

However, it must be said that after returning to her original form, Drodilon is much more attractive than her childhood form.

To describe it in one sentence:

The slender waist is so graceful;

The pearls and jade are shining;

The chest is swollen;

The beauty of legs.

De Luo Dilong suddenly looked at Yashiro with a sneer on his face and said.

"Is that so? You prefer smaller ones. Hmph, the Prime Minister is right. All men are lolita lovers."

Yashiro: "????"

The next second after he spoke, Derodilon's body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, she returned to her previous harmless little loli form.

"Hehe, how about this? Are you horny?"

Derodilon wrapped herself in the sheets, stood up on the bed, and put her hands on her hips.

He looked at Yashiro with a smug look on his face.

However, what he received was only a ruthless knife attack from Yashiro.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

"Since you're alright, hurry up and get out of bed and eat. The food is getting cold. I don't have any women's clothes, so you can just wear this for now."

"Ugh, damn it. I'm your savior after all. You better remember this...eh?"

After receiving a piece of snow-white soft armor, Derodilon was slightly stunned.

She saw with her own eyes that this soft armor seemed to contain very powerful magic.

Even the sealed eighth-level magic crystal that the Eighth Generation had shown her before was far from having the same magical power as this set of soft armor.

"This is……?"

"It's just an ordinary magic item that can negate low-level magic."

"Ordinary magic items don't have that kind of power!"

In Derodilon's understanding, low-level magic is magic that is no higher than the second level.

The limit of magic that humans can cast is only the sixth level.

A piece of soft armor can directly make you immune to magic of the second level and below.

Isn't this a bit too strong?

However, in fact, this soft armor is an artifact-level item that Yadai once obtained through a limited mission - [Snow Dragon Scale Soft Armor].

After wearing it, in addition to being able to obtain a large number of attributes, it can indeed be immune to low-level magic.

It’s just that the low-level here refers to all magic below the sixth level.

At the same time, the wearer can actively generate three shields that are enough to resist ninth-level magic damage.

And after death, you can be resurrected once without penalty.

The comprehensive attributes and capabilities of this equipment are very good graduation equipment for ordinary civilian players even in the later stages.

However, when Yadai obtained equipment with better attributes, he gave this soft armor to the NPC he created - Angel.

However, not long after, he obtained an even better piece of equipment.

So, his equipment was eliminated again and given to Angel.

And the [Snow Dragon Scale Soft Armor] that Angel was originally wearing was hidden in the bottom of the box by the eighth generation.

Derodilon stroked its material with his hand and felt it was very hard.

But after putting it on, it is very soft.

It will not affect mobility at all.

Moreover, this equipment seems to be able to change size at will according to her body.

Until it fits her body perfectly.

"So cool... I feel like my body has become stronger after putting on this snow-white soft armor."

De Luo Dilong looked at his palm and said in disbelief.

And Yashiro looked at De Luo and thought.

"Well, it's still a little too monotonous. Oh, try this cape and boots, and this necklace. Oh, I almost forgot, there's also a pair of Kaguya-hime's lucky white gloves."

"..."

In a short while, Derodilon was wearing all kinds of luxurious equipment.

Yashiro stroked his chin, looking at the scene in front of him with great satisfaction.

I always feel like I'm raising a daughter...

It is no exaggeration to say that with just this set of equipment, De Luo now would not be killed instantly so easily even if he encountered an ordinary level 100 player.

At least, when facing ordinary players, it is absolutely no problem to hold on for a minute.

Besides, Drodilon knows the origin magic.

Therefore, even if the player is level 100, it is possible to be defeated as long as the opponent does not have world-class props.

"Ya...Yadai, these magic items..."

Derodilon stammered and became unusually nervous.

The white and tender cheeks seemed to be stained with a layer of blush.

Although she didn't know the specific functions of these magic props.

But as a dragon descendant, she can clearly feel the powerful magic contained in these magic items.

Such a precious prop, even any one of them, can become a national treasure of a country, right?

However, Yashiro gave her such a precious thing.

Is it...

Yashiro looked at her shy appearance and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, wear it. They are all discarded things by me anyway. Even if I don't give it to you, I will probably give it to someone else in the future."

"..."

Hearing his words, the originally nervous Derodilon's face instantly turned red with shame.

He puffed up his cheeks and slammed the door angrily.

Her sharp voice echoed in the corridor.

"Who... who wants your magic props? Once I buy new clothes, I will return them all to you immediately, humph!"