Chapter 664 You Are Not as Good as a Kobold

"Please kill me, I beg you to kill me, give me a treat!" A middle-aged man who originally looked heroic knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. The angle is bent, and the body is covered with all kinds of strange things. There are even some fine white dragon scales on his body.

"Okay, give him a treat!" Looking at the young man with white hair and white eyes and a sick smile on his face standing in front of the dragon hunter, Morea frowned.

He had previously discovered that after the white dragon was tortured, his mentality might change drastically, so he brought it with him and wanted it to vent his emotions, but he didn't expect it to become more and more perverted. To take revenge on those dragon hunters, this guy actually used his own blood to actively erode human beings.

Humans, without any preparation, will get some benefits when they come into contact with dragon blood of the same level as themselves, but they must also endure the poison in dragon blood in all directions. , have more vigorous vitality.

"According to the order, my lord." Hearing that it was Morea's order, the white dragon's face showed a look of fear, and then condensed an ice dagger and inserted it into the middle-aged man's forehead.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man who had been tortured for a long time looked at Morea, his lips squirmed twice, and after uttering two words, he fell to the ground and died. For him at this time, death has become a relief. .

"Your Highness, you are still too kind. This guy has hunted more than ten dragons. You shouldn't let him go so easily." On the other side, an old man with long transparent hair looked down. The human beings who lived and died muttered in dissatisfaction. He was not satisfied. The screams of human beings were the most beautiful music in his ears now.

"I don't have so much time to waste on a soul level." Morea frowned and turned to leave. These two dragons have become more and more perverted since he was rescued. Their hatred with humans is fundamental cannot be resolved.

"What exactly is that feeling?" Morea, who had just walked out of the room, stopped and pressed his chest. He could feel the increasing restlessness of the exclusive magic weapon in his body, just as he felt the beast before the natural disaster. Generally, "Someone is targeting me."

"Who else dares to attack me now, but apart from the gods, who else can cause danger to me?" Morea was puzzled, he suddenly thought of the sleeping wind king eagle in Xenapus, in the main world Among them, in addition to the incarnation of the gods, there are only the existence of the giant beasts of the world, and those high-level legends can cause fatal danger to him.

"The high-level legends of human beings are a threat to me, but they cannot cause fatal danger to me." Morea, who was shocked by the magic weapon for the first time, was a little puzzled. He knew that there might be danger, but he still did not give up The idea of ​​chasing down dragon hunters.

Because the vibration of these weapons is not strong,

Only the lowest level. He has already asked his spirit Casio about this kind of thing, and Casio's advice to him is to bravely face it and deal with it head-on. This is a crisis, but it is also a rare opportunity.

"Who is it? I'm really looking forward to it." With a smile on his face, Moria took two neurotic ancient dragons to tear the space, left the city that had been swept up, and went all the way to the next place. Place.

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In the hustle and bustle of the Dragon Skull Tavern, the capital of the Principality of Cossem, the sturdy dragon hunters held up their hands and drank the wine made from diluted dragon blood, exchanging all kinds of information in their hands, or calling for friends. Friends, we are discussing going there to hunt dragons next time.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the thick wooden door of this tavern, which only served dragon hunters who had really hunted giant dragons, suddenly exploded, shooting towards the dragon hunters in the tavern.

"It's so lively!" A young man with black hair and golden eyes walked into the tavern with two morbid smiles, an old man and a young man. Looking around, he saw that the decorations and drinks in this tavern, In particular, the equipment worn by the drinkers is all made of dragon's body tissue.

"Who are you?" Seeing Morea's unscrupulous appearance, the extremely dragon hunter who was sitting close to the entrance of the tavern stood up murderously with weapons in hand.

"What do you think?" Seeing the scene in front of him, Morea released the pale golden dragon power on his body without any scruples. Some of the weaker dragon hunters sitting in this tavern exploded into a ball at this moment. The blood mist, and the slightly stronger ones knelt on the ground and trembled, not even having a chance to resist.

"Great ancient dragon!" A strong man who was sitting alone at the bar and drinking suffocated wine turned around and looked at Morea solemnly. The ferocious red dragon phantom appeared, fighting against Morea's dragon might.

"Dragon Vein Warlock." Morea looked at the strong man with dragon horns on his forehead, with a playful look on his face, "Since he has the blood of a dragon, why should he be a dragon hunter?"

"Don't get me wrong, this is the bloodline I got after I hunted a red dragon and bathed in its dragon blood." The strong man looked at Morea and laughed suddenly, "If I can kill you and get your bloodline, I should get stronger!"

"Is the blood of the red dragon implanted, even the brain becomes stupid? Kill me?" Morea's voice appeared in front of the strong man, slapped his face and directly slapped half of his head I was beaten, "Where did you get your confidence?"

"Roar!" The brawny man who had half of his head smashed suddenly roared, his flesh regenerated at a high speed, his head was deformed, and transformed into the shape of a dragon head. Behind him, there was even a thick dragon's tail growing out, which was completely a half-dragon.

"That's my confidence."

"Did you swallow the dragon you killed alive? With such a bloodline concentration, I believe that you are a child born of a dragon." Looking at the inhuman monster in front of him, Morea reached out He grabbed it forward, grabbed his head at a speed that the monster could not avoid, and smashed it towards the ground fiercely.

bang

The huge crack spread rapidly from where it landed, and the entire tavern collapsed downward. The capital of the principality shook, as if a big earthquake had occurred, and the humans living in it all ran in a panic. came out.

"Your strength is too weak." Looking at the dragon man who was smashed to the ground by him, and his eyes became more and more tyrannical, Moreya inexplicably thought of the strange flower that evolved into a real dragon from the body of a kobold, "You even Not as good as a kobold."