Chapter 399 Awakened Aowakin

"Wake up, wake up, wake up"

"what sound"…………

Immersed in a haze, Ovacin seemed to vaguely hear something coming from afar.

"What's wrong with me".

Feeling the bursts of pain coming from the depths of his soul, the awakened Aowakin forced himself to recall.

When he was in a coma, he felt that he was repeating a dream that was full of pain but could not be let go for a long time. Owakyin dreamed that he had returned to the tribe of half-dragon people again, and was lying in the cave built deep in the jungle again. In that dilapidated but warm dragon nest, feeling the fragrance of the leaves in the dream, watching the half-dragon children with blurred figures playing around him, Owak didn't want to wake up, he even wanted to sleep like this forever, even if he knew This is just my own fantasy......

But then, Aowakin dreamed of the person he most longed to see and the person he least wanted to see...

When the kind face of the old half-dragon shaman covered with dark scales appeared in front of Aowakin, even the strong black dragon couldn't help crying loudly, even if it was just a dream, but Aowakin Because he still couldn't suppress the guilt in his heart.

"...Old man, I'm sorry, I... I failed to protect my kingdom. The Dragon Roar kingdom was destroyed. I ran away like a bereaved dog. All the clansmen died in sorrow. You left my tribe, dreams, hopes... all It's gone, it's all ruined, it's all my fault, it's all my fault"...

Ovacin was crying loudly like a wronged child confiding to his parents. He knew that if the old man was really alive, he would not complain to himself, but Ovacin still couldn't forgive himself.

But... the crying didn't last forever, and there would be no end to venting emotions.

After all, Ovacin is one of the rare strong people who "break free from the cage". He will not be immersed in grief. The real old man is gone, and the dead can't help him. Ovacin's crying can only cry There is no point in immersing yourself in this illusory image in your mind.

After crying bitterly for an unknown amount of time, Owakin finally wiped away his tears and raised his head. In his eye sockets, the flame representing cheering up was blazing again:

"I haven't finished here yet, I still want revenge, I want to make that punk Sai'an pay a heavy price, and I want to create a kingdom of my own again, I... can't sleep anymore."

Although the tingling of the soul is still resident in the depths of Owakin's mind like ordinary bone maggots, the black dragon still forced himself to wake up with strong willpower. He did hear a voice calling himself just now, as a master A super spell caster, Owak knew that the sweet voice was not his dream, he really heard the voice from reality.

"Looks like I was lucky enough to get my life back."

Feeling the emotion called "lucky" that appeared in his heart, Owakyin sighed helplessly. When did he, the majestic black dragon Owakin-Sour Throat, ever need such a thing as "lucky", and now he has fallen to this place. It has to be said that things are impermanent.

Reluctantly, Aowakin still slowly opened his eyes. Of course, although the black dragon had recovered his control over his body at this time, he jumped up without making a fuss. Wisdom is not difficult to figure out that the reason why he survived now must have been rescued by the caravan or traveler. Considering the duration of the "advanced transformation" solidified on the necklace, Owakyin estimated that when he fell, he must have " Wearing silk and satin, he looks weak and indifferent", Owak felt that it was safer to pretend to be a difficult nobleman. After all, the current black dragon is too weak, and he probably met a thirteen or four-level Even official-level professionals Ovacin would find it difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it in an instant, Ovacin opened his eyes carefully while pretending to be weak and dazed.

"Hiss, it hurts so much, where is this?"...

Slowly moving his hands to support his forehead with the aristocratic etiquette and hasty speed, Owakin, who was pretending to be a weak nobleman while vigilant about his surroundings, slowly sat up.

Only now did Heilong realize that he was in a carriage. The walls of the carriage were full of desert-style decorations and pendants—large and small abstract pottery puppets, brightly colored woven flowers, and soft-gloss sculptures. , although each of these decorations is small in size, they are all hung on the wall of the carriage, which makes the originally huge interior space crowded.

And Owak was lying in a quilt made of desert sheepskin. The rough sheepskin was far less comfortable than his dragon nest. The black dragon who sat up could even ask about the strange smell of the sheepskin. Of course, in the half-dragon Owakin, who grew up in the human tribe, has long been able to ignore such trivial things as taste.

"My young master, are you finally awake?"

Just after observing the scenery of the carriage, just when the vigilant black dragon was about to get up and go out, the wooden door of the carriage was suddenly opened. Accompanied by the glare of the sun, a heroic figure with wheat-colored skin appeared in front of Aowakin's eyes. beautiful young girl.

"How long are you going to sleep, dinner is almost ready now, if you don't come out, you won't be able to eat anything."

The girl's voice is as sweet and lovely as the clear spring water. It may be that she is really in a hurry to make dinner. The girl with wheat skin just greeted Owak and then turned and left. Whether the girl in the desert walked into the carriage or turned away She always showed a heroic aura, and she might not be a lady compared with those noble ladies, but Aowakin felt that such a girl possessed a natural beauty.

Of course, Ovacin's gaze is pure appreciation. When it comes to aesthetics, Ovacin still appreciates female dragons of the same kind rather than human women, but...

The appearance of the girl made Owakyin's eyes dim slightly again. Seeing the girl's delicate face with a bit of arrogance, Owakyin thought of his "secretary" who was like a little follower. Speaking of which, For hundreds of years, his experimental assistants have not changed.

"Now...she might be dead too"...

Tasting the emotion called sadness that emerged from the bottom of his heart, Owakyin stood up slowly. He planned to leave the team as soon as possible after eating something and thanking him. Owakyin did not forget that there was an immortal behind him The enemy is chasing and killing him non-stop, he doesn't want to bring disaster to the caravan that rescued him.

Of course, no matter what, it is very necessary for the current Ovacin to eat something quickly. It is estimated that the caravan that rescued him just fed him some water, and now Ovacin still feels Very hungry. At this time, the black dragon is a little grateful for the human body given to him by this "advanced transformation technique". If he still maintains the huge body and high consumption of the black dragon, Aowakin estimates that he may have become a black dragon that has been starved to death. up.