Chapter 176 Crazy Mother and Daughter and the Dragon’s Middle Finger

"Is this the new world?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Smaug looked at the horizon that appeared in the darkness with scrutinizing eyes, "The sea. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen the sea."

"Look at the important points." Tang Sen reminded.

"You mean that tower? This thing is not even taller than me. I can knock it down with just a flap of my wings." Smaug said disdainfully: "So, what is the target this time? A demon who plays tricks with fire, or a demon who plays with flesh and blood. shepherd?"

"What you have to face is a wizard." Tang Sen said.

"Wizard——" Smaug was stunned for a moment: "Maia?"

"This is a bit challenging. Hehe, I have to say that I have long expected that this day will come. With the master's personality, how can it be possible to always stand in the same camp as those sanctimonious wizards."

"." Tang Sen was silent for a moment: "What is my personality?"

"Ha, unscrupulous, insidious and cruel, cold-blooded -" Smaug suddenly paused in his words, his golden eyes dilated a little, and changed the subject: "How could I possibly understand the character of the great master."

It said quickly: "What I mean is that the master's enemy is my enemy, let alone Maia. Even if the master asks me to challenge Valar, I dare to burn Valinor to ashes!"

"The ability given to you by the audience channel makes you more skilled at flattery." Tang Sen said speechlessly.

The abilities Smaug acquired in the previous world did not substantially enhance its combat effectiveness. He gained three sequences of abilities.

Spectator, mind reader and psychotherapist.

The audience improved Smaug's observation and memory, allowing Smaug to infer the emotions, identity and even psychological activities of the person being observed by observing some details.

The mind reader goes a step further, allowing Smaug to see deeper things about the person being observed, and even initially read what the other person is thinking.

The psychiatrist is the first sequence in which the audience acquires truly extraordinary abilities.

The first ability is "pacification". Smaug can calm unstable mental states and restore people who are out of control or even close to madness to a rational state.

The second ability is "hypnosis". Smaug can put the target into a hypnotic state and communicate directly with the other party's mental body.

The third ability is "psychological suggestion". Smaug can hint at the target and influence the other party's judgment through action, language or media.

The fourth ability is "Frenzy". Smaug can detonate the emotional and psychological state of an individual or a group of targets, causing them to suffer strong mental damage, or even directly lose control and go crazy.

The last ability is "shock". Smaug can make the target be intimidated and become confused. Smaug is born with this ability, and the dragon has its own passive dragon power.

Of course, these abilities did not substantially improve Smaug's combat effectiveness, but they also added some means to it. At least Smaug was satisfied.

It always mentions one of its ancestors, a giant dragon who likes to play with people's hearts. He thinks that he can do better now than his ancestors.

"In short, the wizard you need to face is not the Maia you remember, but a mortal with magical power."

Tang Sen said: "Don't underestimate them because of this. They are much better than Gandalf in the use of magic."

"I will not underestimate any opponent."

Smaug said: "Unfortunately, I have not met an opponent so far. All I have seen are ants worth mentioning."

"Wait until the scar on your chest heals before you say this." Tang Sen said angrily: "I have to remind you that wizards have more dangerous spells than the one that hurt you. Curses that directly attack the soul. .”

Although Tang Sen does not think that the Death Curse used by an ordinary dark wizard can kill a behemoth like Smaug. In any case, regardless of the dosage, the effect is just a rogue, but there are still magic powers in this world that are as powerful as the Dark Lord or Deng Xiaoping. For wizards of Blido's caliber, Smaug may not be able to withstand the death curse they cast.

Tang Sen did not explain any more. With a character like Smaug, unless he suffered a loss, he would never learn a lesson.

"Just remember, don't destroy the tower."

Townsend emphasized: "There should be the information I need in there."

"Tell me, what is your name?"

In the tower, Nisrael was playing with her wand with one hand and stroking the hair of the little girl next to her with the other hand.

Opposite her was a trembling young man with a look of fear on his face.

"Kriston," the young man stammered, "Why am I here? Who are you?"

"I am a wizard." Nisrael had a friendly smile on her face and pushed the little girl forward: "This is my daughter."

"As for why you are here, I have encountered some difficulties and need your help."

"Wizard. I. I don't understand."

The young man looked at the beautiful young woman in a black robe in front of him, and then at the little girl with delicate features and sculpted pink face, but no sparkle in her eyes.

Behind them is a high shelf. On the shelf, there are several orange-yellow snakes twisting and spitting out messages. And further behind, there is a shelf spread all over the wall. There are bottles and jars placed on the shelf. , filled with various limbs and organs.

"There's nothing I can do to help. I don't know anything. I want to go home."

Nisrael seemed not to hear his plea and smiled: "Of course you can help."

"There's something wrong with my daughter, as I'm sure you can tell, she looks like a rag doll without a soul."

"I hope you can impress her, at least make her less indifferent. If you can do that, you can go home."

"What should I do?" the boy asked in a panic.

"It depends on her." Nisrael turned her head and asked the little girl: "Are you willing to chat with this brother?"

The little girl had an expressionless face and said nothing.

"Answer me, sweetheart."

"I don't want to." The little girl's voice was cold and without any emotion: "Kill him."

The boy suddenly took two steps back and then ran towards the stairs.

But this was a useless move. Just like many times before, he found himself restrained by invisible things and then dragged back to the mother and daughter.

Ignoring the boy's plea, Nisrael touched the little girl's head and taught: "Life is precious, sweetheart, how could you say such cruel words?"

"You want to be a kind child. Think about it. The brother in front of you is called Christon, right?"

"He also has parents, and his parents are waiting for him to come home. If he dies, won't his family be sad?"

The young man quickly shouted: "That's right, don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"He's begging you, sweetheart, don't you want to say something?" Nicerael said softly.

The little girl shook her head and turned around.

"You see, she is always like this." Nisrael sighed helplessly: "Sometimes I really have no choice. You know, education is always a problem."

"Christon, can you change her mind?"

"I beg you, no." The young man was panicked and couldn't say anything.

"What a pity, it seems you have no choice." Nisrael raised her wand: "But it doesn't matter, I will help you."

Pointing the wand at the boy, Nisrael recited the spell.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The young man suddenly turned pale and twitched, and his suppressed and shrill screams resounded throughout the tower.

"Sweetheart, listen, he is in great pain, won't you relent?" Nisrael said.

The girl didn't move, and the emotionless voice sounded again: "Kill him, mother."

"No, no." Nisrael waved her wand, ending the spell. She stood up, walked over to the boy who was sweating profusely and tortured to the point of being unable to move, and pinched his chin, "Sweetheart, turn Come around."

The girl turned around slowly.

"Look, look at his face. He is still very young. He still has a long life to live. Why do you want to take away his life?"

The girl could see the despair and panic in the boy's eyes, and she said, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Really?" Nisrael let go of the boy in distress, took a few steps back, and waved her wand again.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The young man no longer had the strength to scream, but his whole body kept shaking and twitching, his facial features were distorted beyond recognition, and his eyes began to turn white.

"Kill him," the girl repeated. "I don't feel anything. It's a waste of time."

Nisrael ignored it and ended the spell at the moment when the boy was completely unconscious. Then she tapped the air, and a ball of water condensed out and splashed on the boy's face.

The young man woke up from a trance.

"Is it painful?" Nisrael whispered in his ear: "Please beg her, only she can make you end the pain."

The young man opened his mouth, but the air flowed through his throat without making any sound. He worked hard for a long time and squeezed out a few words:

"Kill me"

"No." Nisrael said: "Unless you do what I said, this feeling will never stop. Don't worry, I am sure that I will not let the pain take away your life."

"Sweetheart, how about the Cruciatus Curse three times a day? Would you like to see it?"

She asked sincerely: "Besides, I can cut off a few of his fingers every day, or pull out his tongue, or pluck out his eyes. Anyway, I can cure him. Believe me, sweetheart, he can accompany you." For a long, long time until you feel soft.”

The little girl closed her eyes.

"Open your eyes, you have to watch this, sweetheart."

Nisrael stepped forward, stroked her hair gently, and said softly: "This is the last one of this batch, we can't waste it."

"It will be very troublesome to find another group of customers."

At this time, the ground suddenly shook.

Then, a loud and solemn voice resounded throughout the island. It seemed to be a language, but Nisrael couldn't understand it.

She just felt it, an instinctive trembling.

She suddenly moved to the window and looked outside. In her field of vision, she could not see the sea or the sky. Instead, she could see black scales, spread wings, and golden eyes on her slender neck. .

dragon!

Nisrael has seen a lot of dragons, and even defeated a Swedish Brachysaurus with her own hands. However, compared with the majestic existence in front of her, the dragons in her impression looked like lizards.

How could there be such a huge creature in this world!

Nisrael clenched the wand in her hand and saw the giant dragon in an extremely majestic posture, slowly raising its wing claws.

The spear-like wing claws clenched tightly, and then stretched out a sharp finger in the middle towards himself.

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