Chapter 1065 Throwing It Away Is a Waste
Rubbed his hands, concentrated his mind, and carefully sensed it. After a long while, Nagris turned around and said, "It seems to be more handsome."
The people who were full of expectations slipped and almost fell to the ground.
Anger pointed out: "Dragon Breath."
Nagris blew a breath of dragon breath, and a silver mini dragon breath sprayed out.
Nagris' eyes lit up, and he found a corpse at random, and spit the dragon breath on the corpse. The corpse was slowly infected, and then it broke into pieces and turned into a pool of fragments.
Anthony took a breath of cold air: "This... this... Lord Nag, your mini flint finally works. Now you can't spray it at others casually, it will kill people. Without the healing ability of adults, you will die if you spray it."
Nagris put his hands on his waist and laughed, and blew another breath of dragon breath, but only a few sparks were sprayed out, which made him anxious. It didn't matter before, but now there is such a powerful dragon breath, and it was beaten back to its original form after two sprays?
"Ange, how could this happen? Can you only spray twice?" asked Negris.
Ange tilted his head: "Store dragon breath."
The dragon's breath is a dual combination of biological and elemental abilities. There is an organ in the dragon's body that can secrete a liquid. Usually, various elements are collected there, mixed with the secretions, and sprayed out when needed.
If the stored element is fire, it is basically like a fireball with white sugar. If it touches it, it will burn into ash and can't be shaken off. If it is water, it will become an ice sculpture after spraying.
Negris is an ancient dragon, so he doesn't know any elements. What he sprays is his own secretions, which is equivalent to saliva.
"Hey, can I spit at them? Old charlatan, let me try, don't run." Negris suddenly thought of this and was about to find someone to try, but as soon as he looked over, Anthony had already distanced himself from it.
It's just that the dragon's breath has the ability to infect blood, not that the strength has skyrocketed, so it couldn't catch up before, and it can't catch up now.
The rest of the people couldn't stand its jokes. After looking around, Nagris stopped bored and turned to Ang and asked: "Anything else? Anything else? Are there any other functions?"
Ang took out the Wanyin Divine Hammer. As soon as the hammer came out, Nagris frowned: "Why is that circle so dark? Huh? Can I see the power of origin?"
Anthony was refreshed and didn't care about being spit on. He flew back and looked at it himself: "I can't see it. Is it getting darker, or is it the same as the vision of adults, the space is concave inward?"
"It's just getting darker. The concave space is not seen, it is weighed by the scale, it is a magical skill, it seems that the power of origin can really be seen." Nagris said.
Ang took out some chaos mist and refined it into chaos power.
"I saw it, like disordered flames." Nagris said excitedly.
Ang grabbed with one hand again, and a group of dark elements gathered in his palm.
Nagris said: "So this is the dark element? When it grows like this, I can see that there are many smaller ones flowing into it. The dark element is really everywhere, but it is too thin."
Anger gently cut open the space again, allowing it to see the power of space. In this way, it can already sense four kinds of origin power.
Of the remaining three origins, the origin of time cannot be presented, the origin of life is a small sapling that can be seen every day, and the power of chaos is in the sun.
In other words, Nagris can sense six of the seven origins, and to achieve this effect, it only needs to let these silver water sources infect it. This water source is simply upgraded water.
Even Anthony couldn't help but be moved. He looked at the water source and then at Anger, considering whether to speak. However, his way of existence is quite special. He is projected by the soul. I don't know if the infection will affect the godhead or the main god's little ghost.
Nagris is familiar with his new ability. Being able to sense the power of the origin means that he can learn these powers, such as dark element magic.
However, after sensing for a while, Nagris was a little frustrated. Even if it could sense the power of origin, it would take tens of thousands of years to master it from scratch and practice until it had combat effectiveness. It would be better to be its translator.
"Is there anything else? Sensing the power of origin seems to have no effect. Can we really only rely on spitting to attack the enemy?" Nagris turned to Ang and asked.
Ang tilted his head and thought for a while, then beckoned to Nagris and motioned it to come over.
"Really? What moves?" Nagris flew over quickly.
Ang put one hand on it, and suddenly a powerful energy poured into Nagris' body, saying: "Transform, Dragon God."
Nagris' eyes widened suddenly, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Can I?"
Dragon God Transformation is a natural ability derived from the blood of the dragon clan. As long as you are a descendant of the Dragon God, you can theoretically transform into a Dragon God. However, theory is theory, and the reality is that the dragon can't touch this realm at all.
Even Nagris, the second god of the dragon clan, could not awaken this ability, so before Anger, no dragon had ever been able to transform into a dragon god.
As for Anger, it was even more ridiculous. The dead skeleton had no dragon blood at all. He relied on the druid's ultimate transformation to transform into a dragon, thus possessing the dragon blood.
Because of his strong enough strength, when he transformed into a dragon, he instantly awakened the dragon god transformation hidden in his blood, and then directly transformed into a dragon god, so Anger was the only one among all the dragons and dragonborns known to Nagris who had achieved the dragon god transformation.
Nigris knew the difficulty of this all too well, so he never thought about such an impossible thing. Now Ange suddenly transformed him into a dragon god, which made him a little confused.
But while it was confused, it immediately realized that the two conditions required for the Dragon God's transformation were a strong body that could withstand the Dragon God's power, and the second was strong power. Ange had just given it to it. , relying on Ange's power, it seems that it is not impossible to transform into a dragon god.
Thinking of this, Nigris immediately closed his eyes, felt his blood carefully, and tried to make his blood boil.
A dragon's roar that seemed to come from ancient times passed through Nigris's soul, causing it to suddenly open its eyes and shout: "Transform!"
Its eyes first turned black, and then split open, revealing a pair of vertical pupils. The scales on its entire body surged, and the silver scales turned into golden yellow, and at the same time they grew rapidly.
The powerful force surging through its body made it unable to help shouting: "Hahaha, so strong, haha, my whole body is full of power...eh..."
In less than five seconds, Nigris' Dragon God transformation was not completed yet. Like a ball that had been poked, it shrank back again and could not even hold on for five seconds.
"Zobada, does it take so much effort to transform into a Dragon God?" Nigris said, feeling like his whole body was being emptied out, sticking out his tongue.
Ange nodded.
"If you can't hold it for five seconds, you can't do anything. Is there anything else?" Nigris asked.
Ange shook his head.
Anthony wanted to hit someone after hearing this. He really pushed to the limit. He mastered three abilities in just one blood infection. Not satisfied? Fortunately, there is none, otherwise Anthony would be jealous.
Hearing that there was no more, Duroken, who had been observing and researching, quickly raised his hand and said: "Sir, can you help me put these liquids into containers? I feel like putting them in magical instruments and setting the detonation method , throwing it out to attack the enemy will be much more convenient than spitting it out.”
Before Ange could answer, Silver Coin had already hurried over: "No, no, it's too wasteful. We have ten thousand ways to destroy the enemy, but there is only one way that can make people feel the power of the source. Use it to It’s such a waste to throw it away.”