Chapter 752: Young Dragon

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"Master, I want to see what that is?" Feiyan took the initiative to contact Abel through the soul chain very rarely.

You must know that although Abel has always opened the two-way channel of the soul chain, these contracted objects are very conscious and will not take the initiative to disturb Abel, because whether it is wizard meditation, or forging equipment and refining potions, every interruption may make him Abel made an error.

In the Abel Magic Tower, Abel was looking at the dragon blood in his hand. He was taken aback by the sudden news, and then he remembered that Feiyan was a pseudo-dragon compared to a human being. Blood should be more aware.

"Flavey, send me to Feiyan!" Abel said into the air.

In the flash of white light, his figure disappeared from the magic tower, and then appeared beside Feiyan.

When Abel appeared, Feiyan stared at the bottle of dragon blood in his hand that was shining with dark golden arcs. Its instinct kept reminding it that this blood had a great effect on it and could make it Break through the shackles of life.

It's just that the soul chain is strong enough to suppress this desire, Fei Yan's eyes turned to Abel, his eyes were full of pleading.

"What level of dragon blood is this?" Abel asked directly.

"Blood of the holy dragon!" Fei Yan uttered a word through the soul chain like a dream.

Abel had never heard of Shenglong, but from Feiyan's narration, he knew that the word Shenglong was mentioned in Feiyan's bloodline inheritance knowledge.

"What does the blood of the holy dragon do to you?" Abel asked again.

Feiyan is the strongest hole card in his hand, and it is already strong enough now, and it cannot die prematurely just because it has not yet fully grown into the strongest state because of an uncertain opportunity.

"It can break through the shackles of the race and become a more powerful existence!" Feiyan sent its answer through the soul chain.

"Is there any danger?" Abel asked again.

We must know that all creatures are born with the ability to perceive danger, and Fei Yan, who is a quadruped pseudo-dragon, should have a stronger ability to perceive danger.

"I have confidence!" Through the soul chain, Abel could feel Feiyan's confidence.

Abel looked at the blood in his hand that was shining with a dark golden arc,

Estimated the degree of danger to Feiyan in his heart, the blood was originally obtained from Feiyan, and synthesized through the Horadric Cube.

Dragons are different from humans, dwarves, and elves. The strength of dragons depends on the purity of the dragon blood in their bodies. From the lowest level of dragon beasts, to the higher level of pseudo-dragons, to giant dragons, and what Fei Yan said Holy dragon, each level of dragon clan has obvious differences in the purity of dragon blood.

It’s just that now we have to consider the amount of the holy dragon’s blood. This bottle of holy dragon’s blood is very large. If it is for refining medicine, this bottle of dragon’s blood is enough to refine ten bottles of medicine. Now this is a full amount. Will the bottle of holy dragon's blood have an impact on Fei Yan?

But he immediately thought of trusting Feiyan's instinct, because he couldn't determine how much blood of the holy dragon was needed to make Feiyan break through the shackles of the race.

He put the bottle containing the blood of the holy dragon in his hand in front of Fei Yan, Fei Yan grasped the bottle tightly with his front paws, opened the bottle cap lightly, poured half of the blood of the holy dragon into his mouth, and Put the cap on the bottle and return the bottle to him.

"Flavey, maximize the protection of the war fortress!" Abel ordered in a deep voice.

At this time, Feiyan's body had already started to glow with a dark golden light, its body didn't change much, what changed was its scales.

On each scale, strange patterns slowly emerged, some of these patterns were displayed on the surface, and some were hidden in the scales, making it impossible to see the whole picture.

Then Feiyan's teeth and claws also began to show strange patterns, and these same patterns seemed to exist naturally, interlacing on the surface and inside of the claws.

The last thing to change is its wings. Compared with the proportion of the original body, the wings have become huge, and there are also patterns on the wings.

These patterns began to appear one by one, from the scales, to the teeth and claws, to the wings, and when the body was also covered with patterns, all the patterns on its body began to form a whole.

Feiyan uttered a dragon chant, and this dragon chant carried a powerful coercion, which was much stronger than its previous dragon prestige. Fortunately, at this time, on the battle fortress, except for Abel , and no outsiders.

The promotion of this bloodline did not make it have any abnormal performance. According to Abel's estimate, this may be because the blood it uses matches Feiyan himself too much.

By the way, can the blood not match?

This blood was directly obtained from Feiyan's body, and then synthesized through the Horadric Cube. There is no blood in this world that is more suitable for it.

"Ah~~, oh~~!" After the dragon chant, a strange sound came out of Feiyan's throat, as if it was trying to master a new sound.

"Master, I feel like I might be called a baby dragon!" After a short trial, it uttered a sentence from its throat. Although some of the words were not clear, it was enough for Abel to understand what it said up.

Youlong, maybe this word is not very eye-catching, but you must know that there is no fake word before you, which means that Feiyan has become a real dragon at this time.

It is a dragon recognized by the dragon family. Although its species is a bit weird, at least Abel has read so many books and has never heard of a dragon with such a shape, but as long as its bloodline meets the standard of a dragon, then it is One train.

The most authentic ability of the dragon race is language, which is also one of the differences between real dragons, dragon beasts, and pseudo-dragons. Dragons can communicate with language, and they belong to the intelligent race.

"Fei Yan, congratulations!" Abel stepped forward and hugged Fei Yan's head, and it was obvious that Fei Yan was very excited at this time.

This is a leap in life, the pseudo-dragon has become a real dragon, even a young dragon, its strength will change greatly.

"Master, I feel powerful!" Fei Yan squinted his eyes like a child enjoying Abel's embrace, and said again.

This time its words were a little clearer, and it was rapidly mastering the language ability.

"Feiyan, what ability do you have?" Abel let go of Feiyan, looked at it with a smile and asked.

Like a child with a new toy, Feiyan popped out the sharp claws of his front paws, and stretched out his claws to grab down on the wall of the lair transformed by the war fortress beside him.

The extremely strong unknown metal of the War Fortress was scratched away like paper with deep claw marks. It raised its head and looked at Abel proudly, ready to wait for Abel to boast.

"Feiyan, you are destroying the war fortress!" Before Abel could speak, an angry female voice roared, it was the voice of Tarin Flavi.

Then the magic circle above the battle fortress was activated with all its strength, and a huge force pressed down on Feiyan's body, pressing him to the ground which was unprepared.

"Flavey, it's alright, Feiyan is still young, you can teach him more in the future!" Abel waved his hand and said to the air.

"Yes, master!" Taling Flavi's voice returned to gentleness, as if it wasn't the one who just got angry.

The entire War Fortress and all the soil, Abel Magic Tower, flowers and plants, and various elf buildings and sculptures on the War Fortress are Flavius's body, and it cherishes its own body very much.

You must know that Taling Flavi is no longer an ordinary spirit, but a very high-level spirit that already has its own simulated emotions.

The place that was scratched by Feiyan just now began to change automatically, gradually the claw marks disappeared, and it returned to its previous smoothness.

Feiyan stood up a little dejectedly, it would not trouble Tarling Flavi, everything here is the body of Tarling Flavi, even its lair.

If it finds trouble with Tarin Flavi, then it will live in War Fort 03, but the master is here, and it doesn't want to be too far away from the master.

Moreover, there is a magical environment here, which has some benefits for it, allowing it to gradually become stronger during sleep.

Abel smiled and patted Feiyan's neck. Now he knew that Feiyan's strength must have been greatly improved. The previous Feiyan could not tear open the metal surface of the war fortress so easily.

"In the future, you will often talk to Flavi, it will teach you a lot!" Abel said softly. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.