Chapter 280 Devouring Growth

"It's really suitable for you, brother Morea." Kaslana said with a serious face when she heard Taling's words, "If you want to leave, If you go all over the world, before you become a legend, there is a high chance that you will provoke legendary enemies.

Not all legends will be concerned about your identity, and there are many enemies of our dragon race. With this scepter, you can quickly turn to the ancient dragon for help, even if you encounter an irresistible danger. "

As a metal dragon family, once you ask for help, there will definitely be dragons to come to support, this is an undoubted fact.

"This scepter is called by the wrong name." Morea ignored the hellish might and looked at the scepter in his hand.

The main function of this scepter is not to command those creatures with dragon veins, but to ask for help. The name Dragon's Imperial Order is not appropriate at all.

This is the treasure specially prepared for him. Except for him, few creatures can use this scepter, and the divine power on it is not something that everyone can bear.

The prerequisite for using this scepter is to ignore the divine power, the threshold is very high, and the user must have the restriction of metal dragon blood.

Apart from him, the dragon clan could hardly find any dragons who were qualified to use this scepter, or in other words, those who were qualified to use it were no longer needed. According to the restrictions, it seems that only the Dragonborn can use it.

And this scepter is completely useless to the descendants of the Dragon King who have grown up. Either function has been lost. Dominate dragon vein creatures? The descendants of the Dragon King can convene a group of giant dragons at will, and want any dragon vein creatures.

Ask for help? Don't be kidding, the descendants of the Dragon King who have grown up, when it comes time for help, Gu Long can't help at all, only the Dragon King can provide support.

Morea, who held the Dragon's Royal Order, slowly closed his eyes, and his spirit poured into the scepter, trying to use it.

As Morea's spiritual power poured in, an invisible wave spread from the scepter and swept across the city of Bologna. Then the dragonborn living in this city suddenly felt a terrifying coercion shrouded in them.

Under this high pressure, their consciousness was almost blank, and immediately they were in awe and obedience from the bottom of their hearts, waiting for the person of this pressure to issue an order.

As for the real dragon living in seclusion in the city in human form, although he sensed this wave, his body hardly reacted. The metal dragon is directly immune to the power of the dragon's imperial order, which seems to be done on purpose. It is not that the order of the dragon's imperial order cannot take effect on the metal dragon.

The spiritual power was integrated into the scepter, and Morea, who left the brand, felt the dragonborn all over the city of Bologna at this moment, especially in the castle where he is now, the number is the largest.

The existence of every dragonborn is fed back to his consciousness. Of course, this is not the key. The key is that Moria feels that he seems to be able to issue any order to the dragonborn, and it is mandatory. They can only execute and have no right to refuse.

"Not this." Morea whispered softly, and the scepter sensed his thoughts, making Moreya's sense of those dragonborn disappear instantly, switching to another mode.

Then, he couldn't feel the existence of the dragonborn, but through this scepter, Morea felt the existence of the metal dragons who lived and played in the city of Bologna, including of course the golden dragon royal sister Kaslana.

Of course, none of these matters. Because of the distance, Kaslana was very conspicuous in Morea's consciousness, but no matter how conspicuous it was, it couldn't compare to the twenty or so groups that were like little suns.

"These are ancient dragons!" Morea felt the existence of these little suns in his consciousness, and through those familiar breaths, he instantly confirmed their identities.

Just when Morea wanted to take a closer look at these ancient dragons who seemed to be very far away from him. A strange wave suddenly radiated from his body, instantly connecting with the element world. Visible to the naked eye, colorful elements surged out, forming a spot of light like a firefly, filling the space where Morea was.

Elemental Tides! Such a movement awakened Morea and brought him to an end to that wonderful state. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the room was filled with elemental light spots visible to the naked eye, and Morea immediately understood what was going on. Among his nine exclusive weapons, only one had the ability to set off elemental tides. ability.

"The end!" Following Morea's call, a staff almost as tall as him buzzed, flying out of his body, swallowing various elements, with a hazy five-color aura on the surface, watching Very dreamy.

"Om!" After the final staff flew out, the five-color aura shrouded on it shrank one by one, and then the staff slanted slightly, and a stick hit the Dragon Royal Order in Morea's hand.

The violent metal trembling sounded continuously, very regularly, "Dang!" "Dang!"... After a few perseverance hits, finally, Morea reached out and grabbed the final staff.

"Are you jealous of this?" Morea looked at the staff of the end with a bit of laughter, and felt the dissatisfaction from it, as well as the hostility against the Dragon Royal Order.

"Why are you jealous of a staff that has no consciousness at all!" Morea asked speechlessly, "It doesn't threaten your status."

"Om! Om!" The aura on the final staff shrank one by one, and it was still very dissatisfied with Morea holding the Dragon Order, even if it already understood that Moreya would only use it for a while and then abandon the Dragon Order. The imperial order, too.

"I can't throw it away now, it's very important to me." Morea shook his head, rejecting the Last Staff's reason like a vexatious child.

"Om!" The Rod of Doom was radiant, and in the surprised eyes of Morea, it was engraved on the Rod of Doom. The ancient divine inscriptions floated like a decoration, forming a chain of gods, which then extended and wrapped around the On the Royal Order of the Dragon.

Along with these divine chains composed of ancient divine inscriptions, the five-color aura shone and became more and more flamboyant, and accompanied by the Dragon Royal Order in the hands of Morea, it became mottled and worn out at a speed visible to the naked eye. The aura on the rod quickly dimmed.

Especially on the head of the stick, the lifelike platinum dragon shrank rapidly, becoming grayish-white and dim, and the divine might that filled the castle quickly dissipated and faded.

"Your staff is devouring the Dragon Order?" Kaslana looked shocked when she saw such a scene. Of course, she knows what a staff that can grow by swallowing treasures means.