Chapter 757 How Old Are You?

"Don't be so distracted by yourself!"

Just as Werther looked at Libby's residence in the distance and sighed in his heart, Seiros (left), who had been staring at him, couldn't help but make a sound.

After being pulled back from his thoughts, Witte apologized very sincerely: "I'm sorry, but I'm very tired now. Let's find a place to rest temporarily before heading to the City of Freedom!"

As he said that, Witte glanced back at Kotlin, who was still reading behind him, and then said: "He doesn't seem to be in very good condition either."

As he spoke, Werther flew towards the small valley not far away.

Seeing Witte who didn't care about him at all, Seiros opened his mouth and sighed helplessly.

"Your apology has no sincerity at all!"

He said that, but he still followed. After all, he had been flying for ten years continuously. Although he always had one head responsible for sleeping and recovering his mental strength during the flight, he was still a little tired.

As for Kotlin, Witte and the others don't need to worry about it, the other party will automatically follow.

After landing, Witte moved his wings slightly. Although he had been flying with the power of the elements for the past ten years, the waving of his wings lasted too long. Even if he didn't use much force, the muscles on his back were still quite tired.

Werther had never flown for such a long period of time before.

After all, he was the one in charge of direction before.

After moving for a while, Werther glanced at Kotlin, who was still reading a book after he landed.

Such seriousness... no wonder he was attracted to a library.

At this moment, Witte noticed that Seiros was coming over and turned to look, only to see that the other party was staring at him with a puzzled expression. From time to time, he would glance at Kotlin, or turn to look at himself, like What are you comparing?

Before Witte could ask, Seiros suddenly asked: "Let me tell you, is there something wrong with your body shape? Why do you feel that you are a few times bigger?

wrong!

Ten years ago, your body shape was about the same as mine! "

As he spoke, Seiros walked up to Werther, assumed a posture similar to Werther's, and then looked at Werther in astonishment.

"Sure enough, your body shape is just wrong. I have been flying before, and I didn't pay much attention to your body changes. In comparison, you are more than ten meters longer than me!"

In fact, when he heard the other party mention his body shape, Witt understood what Silos was struggling with.

At this time, seeing the other party's three pairs of eyes staring at him, as if he would not give up until he figured out the truth, Witte said helplessly: "What's so strange about this? I'm not a dragon in my prime. It's been ten years. My body has grown a bit, isn’t that normal!”

When Seiros heard this, his face showed surprise.

"So that's how it is, not in the prime of life..."

Seiros (left) suddenly reacted, interrupted Seiros's speech, and looked at Werther in astonishment.

"What, you're not in your prime?"

Werther nodded.

"Can't you see, I am seven hundred and seven years old this year."

"How old are you?"

"Seven hundred and seven."

Seiros (left) turned to look at Seiros.

"Hurry up and tell me, I heard you right!"

Seiros ignored the words of his left head and looked at Werther in shock.

"With your body type, and you tell me you are seven hundred and seven years old, what do you want me to see?"

Werther grinned.

"Okay, I was just joking with you."

Hearing this, Seiros relaxed slightly.

"It turned out to be a joke..."

“Seven hundred and seven is no joke.

It's just that I have grown faster than my peers since I was a child, and this has always been the case.

If nothing else, you can do the math for yourself. If I am one meter longer than other dragons every year, it will be more than 700 meters in more than seven hundred years. Of course, I cannot be that much longer than other dragons.

But for every tenth of a meter longer, over seven hundred years, I can grow an additional 70 meters.

Doesn't this make sense? "

Hearing this, Seiros nodded subconsciously.

"Indeed, if you calculate it like this, the length of 0.2 is 140 meters, and the length of 0.3 is 210 meters... It is normal for you to grow to such a big size."

As soon as he finished speaking, Seiros suddenly cried out in pain, and then turned to look at Seiros (left).

"What are you doing, why did you bite me?"

Seiros (left) said a little crazy: "I'm biting you to wake me up. Your body is bigger than your body of more than 700 years old, which is more than 1,200 years old. You actually think it's reasonable?"

When Seiros (right) saw this, his eyes lit up, and then he started chanting in his heart like a mantra.

The specific content is: Fight, fight, fight...

However, he seemed to have forgotten that their consciousnesses were connected.

Seeing both heads suddenly looking at him, Seiros (right) reacted and hurriedly said: "You can't bite me, it won't only hurt me!"

"..."

Witte watched the three heads of Seiros arguing and did not dissuade them, but just watched quietly.

Don't tell me, quarreling with yourself seems quite interesting.

After a long time, Seiros finally accepted the fact that Witte was seven hundred and seven. Facts have proved that Witte's growth rate is indeed the speed of the young dragon.

Moreover, he had already guessed that Witte began to come into contact with the abyss when he was a young dragon.

However, he was not very sensitive to time, and when he saw Witt's body shape, he subconsciously ignored Witt's age.

After all, Witt's body shape and strength were too confusing.

Now think about it, isn't the realm the biggest flaw!

Gold... Isn't it the period of young dragons!

"Alas!"

Thinking of this, Seros sighed.

"What are you arguing about?

Hiss...

You have consumed so much mental energy, it seems that you have been flying for a long time!"

Just then, Kotlin's voice sounded.

As he spoke, Kotlin covered his head, frowned, took out all eight books, and walked towards Witt.

Looking at Kotlin who was back online, Witt asked curiously: "After flying for ten years, look over there, that is the residence of Libby, the ruler of Free City.

By the way, have you finished reading?"

As he spoke, Witt took the book and put it back in the Ni Lin space.

Kotlin naturally understood what Witt was asking. His frown relaxed a little, and then he smiled and nodded.

"I've read it and confirmed it..."

"It's not important, Kotlin, you know, this guy is only 707!"

Just as Kotlin was about to talk about his achievements, Seros couldn't help but jumped out, interrupted him, and said the number that he might remember for the rest of his life.

Hearing Seros' words, Kotlin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Witt with a little surprise, and then nodded again.

"So that's it, it's smaller than I expected!"

"..."