A dragon raised at birth

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"Then how can I get permission?"

After all, it is an existence that can become a king dragon, and it is impossible to give up the idea just because of a few words. Just the name of the Supreme Research Institute is worth her pursuit.

Not to mention other things, just talk about the dragon-related knowledge stored in it, which is a huge treasure that cannot be measured by money.

Chapter 407 Holy Sword

Rumbling--

The torrential rain fell from the sky like a waterfall, and the dazzling thunder snake flew among the thunder clouds, and then under the action of a will, it slashed down from the sky, trying to kill the evil that should not exist in the world.

Wow!

But amidst the ear-piercing cries, the thunder that fell from the sky disappeared in the sound waves visible to the naked eye before hitting the target, and even swept away a large curtain of rain.

"trouble!"

On the opposite side of the monstrous mountain, the boy with yellow and black vertical pupils shuttled through the uninterrupted attack of the monster.Take it easy and avoid all the monster's attacks.

However, because his demeanor was too relaxed, some followers who were ordered to play soy sauce on the outside gave birth to the illusion that I can do it myself.

So, under the boy's helpless eyes, the two idiots who had followed him for several months no longer obeyed the order he just issued, and stepped confidently on the battlefield where he was fighting against the weird, and then, in the next moment

Blood splattered, and the sound of flesh being pierced followed one after another. The moment the two confident demon hunters set foot on the battlefield, their bodies were pierced through, and their bodies were pierced into a hornet's nest by dense bone spurs.

pat!

The corpses of the two demon hunters, whose vital points were basically destroyed, were used by the monster as a weapon and swung towards Diablo. However, such an obvious attack was still predicted by Diablo in advance, and it was light again. out of the way.

Such a futile attack made the monster even more angry. From the birth of its consciousness until today, it has never encountered anything more aggrieved than today.

From the conflict until now, it has never touched this small "person", and all his attacks have been predicted, which makes it always lag behind.

"I'm really tired of this giant monster with rough skin and thick flesh!"

The monster was not reconciled, and when he encountered it suddenly, Diablo was even more unhappy when he started the battle. He now wants weapons but no weapons, and power but no power. That is to say, the dragon soul can be activated and assisted, and has extraordinary control over the elements .

But it's okay to deal with those ordinary monsters, just give it a second, but it's a bit blind to deal with the soul-level monsters that can match the main material world.

For example, the mountain of meat that Diablo encountered this time is like a mass of ooze monster with flesh and blood, but its size is a bit exaggerated, and it can change an indefinite number of tentacles and fangs from its body. tooth.

The shapeless and huge body with no vital points, coupled with the extremely high physical fitness, can basically ignore the hurricane thunderstorm that Diablo set off like a natural disaster.

And after being immune to magic attacks, Diablo has no more attacks that can be used. His body size is there, and he can't play well in a short time.

Zheng~

A ray of sharp edge flashed between the intertwined tentacles. Diablo held a silver sword, and cut off more than ten tentacles with one sword, leaving a nearly ten-meter-long cut mark on the monster's body.

The pain of the body being destroyed made the monster howl angrily, but it was only angry. Such an attack could not harm its essence at all, and could only make its mood more irritable.

The wounds opened by Diablo began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those tentacles that had been chopped up by him melted like candles, and directly merged into the monster's shapeless body, extending more tentacles.

"Teacher, retreat! We need to forge suitable weapons before we can cause damage to this monster."

Seeing the terrifying characteristics of the monster, some of Diablo's followers who were taken in by him to deal with the sundries couldn't bear it anymore. Some people couldn't help but slipped away.

Fear is the instinct of living beings, and there are always only a few who can overcome fear and face difficulties.Faced with an invincible existence, the vast majority of people choose to escape rather than choose to be tough.

"You go first!"

Diablo resisted the attack of the storm without turning his head back. While he was speaking, a tentacle as thick as others fell from the sky, and with the fangs and mouth that opened and closed like a chrysanthemum at the top, it smashed into the sky. on the ground.

Nourishes—

Diablo evaded in the air, and at this moment the ground was suddenly broken open, and a tentacle with a huge mouth of fangs protruded out, trying to swallow Diablo in one gulp.

"Flaming explosion!"

Diablo's palm stretched downwards, and violent flames surged in front of his palm, turning into a cone-shaped flame and gushing downwards. The monster's extended tentacles shrank a little, and Diablo It also avoided the monster's trap by virtue of the reaction force of this burst of flames.

"teacher!"

When someone really couldn't help but want to run away, Diablo's brows suddenly stretched when his feet touched the ground, and a smug smile appeared on his face,

"It's finally here!"

Under the attention of the monster and the surrounding soy sauce party, the boy with black and yellow vertical pupils suddenly threw away the silver sword he was trying to maintain in his hand, stretched out his palm, and then, the boy's entire arm disappeared.

Such a vision made the monster with simple thinking stunned for a moment, and its attack paused for a while, because it didn't understand why the nasty little thing in front of it suddenly lost part of its body.

But at the next moment, under the excited eyes of Diablo's completely useless followers, the boy's palm suddenly pulled back, and then a dazzling golden light burst out from the boy's hand.

Many people couldn't help avoiding the scorching light. It was a bright light that mortals couldn't look directly at, and it was also a light that monsters couldn't tolerate.

"Rest in peace, poor soul!"

Holding the holy sword forged from the scales of his own body, Diablo's confidence increased greatly, and a look of compassion appeared on his face, and then he swung the sword and slashed at the monster.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light divided the gloomy world. Accompanied by the excited cheers of the monsters and humans, the originally indestructible monster with incredible vitality dissolved under the light of the sword.

Compared with the ineffective attack before, Diablo's lethality at this time is simply unimaginable.Beyond the comprehension of those onlookers around.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"My lord, are you injured?"

The moment the monster fell, Diablo's followers rushed forward to show their loyalty and respect to Diablo.

"It's okay." Diablo put away the holy sword in his hand, the dazzling golden light disappeared, and as expected, he was questioned,

"My lord, what weapon did you use just now? Is it a sword?"

Chapter 408 The Power of Faith

Diablo didn’t answer the curious questions of those followers and disciples who dared to gather around after the danger was lifted. Now he is famous and prestigious in the Kingdom of Villen, and even the great nobles have to respect him. .

So, when Diablo said nothing and acted like he didn't plan to answer, everyone shut up obediently and didn't dare to ask any more questions, but they were full of imaginations.

In today's world where weirdness is rampant, some people have regarded Diablo as a god for killing weirdness like chopping melons and vegetables.

In addition to Diablo's frequent display of his dragon soul power that surpasses human beings and makes them worship in front of mortals, part of the reason is that his followers are behind the scenes in order to gain more benefits.

Following a powerful demon hunter and following a god are two different concepts.Demon hunters are alien monsters rejected by the human body, but gods are great existences that can only be worshiped by human beings and offer everything.

Therefore, in a situation that Diablo himself did not expect, a religious group centered on worshiping him has taken shape, and has begun to spread beliefs in an organized manner.

For all this, Diablo also knew, but he neither admitted nor blocked it.Because there are local sects in this world, there is still a question mark as to whether the gods exist.

Of course, the probability of non-existence is higher, otherwise, the native intelligent race would not be oppressed so badly by those monsters who obviously do not belong to this world.

But this kind of thing is also uncertain, maybe the local god has some kind of eccentricity, or something went wrong, and there is no way to do it for the time being.

Therefore, although Diablo has some ideas, he does not plan to try them yet.Just acquiescing to some small moves by his ambitious followers.

"Teacher, you killed the thousand-handed soul demon, and the kingdom has a large plain that can be used for farming. This feat is enough for the king to canonize you as Grand Duke."

The disciples looked at Diablo's face, and they didn't dare to ask about the origin of the weapon that they couldn't even see clearly just now.

"Rocky, what nonsense are you talking about? With the strength of the teacher, if you want to be the lord of this plain, do you still need the canonization of King Willen? Who would dare not admit it?"

"But the Kingdom of Velen is..."

Seeing the quarrels erupted by these guys, Diablo has long been used to it. He is not interested in intrigue, but wherever there are intelligent creatures, there will be fights.

"Notify Waylon and tell them that I have cleaned up all the monsters here, and ask them to send someone over to take care of them. If you are interested in this place, you can try it. Maybe you will be canonized as nobles here."

Diablo made the decision directly, and everyone obeyed obediently. Some people couldn't help showing a look of joy in their eyes. For some people from the bottom, being able to become a noble has already completed the class leap, and it is basically nothing. pursued.

"Yes."

The followers went to complete what Diablo ordered, while Diablo found a secluded place and began to feel the changes in his body.

The golden light just now was a sword, a legendary soldier forged by two legends, with the scale of the holy dragon as the core material and various rare metals.

It has the power blessing of two high-level legends, and this weapon itself has a strong background, so Diablo can directly overwhelm the opponent when he has just got it.

This shows the importance of weapons. Whether it is a mortal or an extraordinary person, as long as they have a suitable weapon, their combat power can be more than doubled.

And because this weapon is a little bit special, the moment Diablo got it and tried to integrate into his body, his body began to change.

Originally, Diablo chose this body, which was just an ordinary body with congenital malnutrition. Although he was blessed by Diablo with the dragon soul and absorbed the blood of various powerful monsters to transform it, no matter where the foundation is, no matter how strengthened it is, it cannot be improved. Possibly comparable to the ontology.

But now with the support from the main body, his body began to undergo essential changes.The external change is that dazzling golden veins appeared on Diablo's right hand holding the sword just now.

As time went by, these golden veins also began to spread to the whole arm, with the potential to permeate the whole body, and these veins became more and more complicated, and scale-like patterns appeared on the back of Diablo's hand.

Of course, these are not the main points. It is expected that the body will be infected and transformed by the breath of the main body. The most important thing is that with this sword, the split dragon soul has achieved a closer connection with the main body, and then perceives Something that I hadn't noticed before.

"what is this?"

The connection with the main body allowed Diablo's split soul to see something that he had never seen before, which was strands of translucent "silk" wrapped around his body.

Diablo reached out his hand to touch these "silks" that he hadn't noticed before, but when he reached out, these silk-like substances immediately dispersed, turned into mist, and then shrouded his body again, Around his body, do irregular movements.

This special phenomenon immediately made Diablo intrigued. Ordinary matter cannot be touched, so he added the dragon soul, and such an attempt immediately yielded results.

Endless phantoms flashed before the eyes, and the faces of thousands of people disappeared in a flash, and the voices from these faces were all prayers without exception.

"Master Geralt, who is omnipotent, please keep my family safe!"

"Master Geralt, please bless my husband's safe return!"

"Please bless me and keep those evil spirits away from me."

…The endless sounds of prayers rang in his ears, making Diablo dizzy for just a moment, as if his head was going to explode.

It was also at this moment that Diablo quickly let go of his mental power, and terminated the release of those strands of translucent substances.

Because of just such a brief contact, Diablo suffered the greatest trauma since entering this world. The information that penetrated into his dragon soul at that moment almost caused his branch soul to collapse.

It might be much better if the main body came to contact him, but it was his soul that contacted the information. In terms of information processing ability, it was not even a star.

But even though the game almost crashed, Diablo wasn't annoyed at all, but a little excited.

Chapter 409 Conferred God

"The power of faith!"

Diablo can be sure what those special substances surrounding his body are, they are the foundation of gods, and they are what countless legends desire.

In the main material world, conferring gods is a taboo. If there is no background, no matter how talented you are, as long as you dare to collect the power of faith, you will be suppressed by the gods and hunted down by the church.

Because the area of ​​the main material world is certain, and the number of intelligent races that can be supported in it is also limited, and the power of faith provided is also limited.

Even the immortal gods don't want too many equal beings to share the pie with themselves.In the eyes of many gods, the fewer their numbers, the better.

But it is a pity that this is impossible. For legends in the main material world, conferring gods is the only way to immortality, and with sufficient preparation, there is a certain probability of success.

Although under the suppression of the gods, the probability of success is pitifully small, but for people with a big background, this is not a problem at all.

According to rumors, the empire even holds a certain quota of gods, and the legend who has obtained this quota will not only not be suppressed by the gods, but will even gain a lot of knowledge and experience related to conferring gods.

However, from the establishment of the empire to the present, the legends who can obtain the quota of conferred gods are basically members of the imperial family, and there are only a handful of existences with foreign surnames who have obtained the qualifications for conferred gods.

But when it comes to the size of the empire, the existence of gods is dispensable to them.For them, the number of gods is more like a "bait" that can attract legends to join.

Although many legends know that it is almost impossible to obtain the qualification to become a god from the empire.But there are always some legends who have luck in their hearts.

It is precisely because there are many such legends that the empire has always maintained an absolute crushing advantage over the countries of the world in the number of legends.

Of course, not all the legends who joined the empire are aiming at the qualifications of conferring gods, and some just want to rely on powerful forces to obtain channels and superior resources.

The big background is the decisive condition for success in conferring gods, but enough luck is also fine.

There is no shortage of such things in history. Talented legends of geniuses would be suppressed by the gods in this world, but accidentally fell into a small world where no gods were born, and then developed believers and established churches.

Relying on his strong background, that genius successfully lifted the throne high, ignited the divine fire, and became the eternal god of gods.

But this is not the end. The lucky one who raised the throne of the gods returned to the main material world with monstrous power, and then disappeared from the gods. He was integrated into the god circle of the main material world without making too much waves.

After all, there is no one who can achieve the existence of gods, and there is no one who is easy to meet, even the existence of the protagonist, which god is not?

"Well!"

Noticing that his thoughts were too scattered, Diablo restrained his thinking and focused on the pros and cons of the power of faith for him.