owlsbooks Chapter 1570 Necromancers, don't think I didn't see your little moves!
Chapter 1570 Necromancers, don't think I didn't see your little moves!
Chapter 1570 Necromancers, don't think I didn't see your little moves!
Gretel stood on the dragon skull, stomping his feet anxiously.Bernard, take it easy!Don't be silly!
People are there, everything is there, people are not there, everything is gone!
However, Helong's nostrils were black, and he spewed out a wisp of hot air from time to time.The airflow is straight, and you can tell that the temperature is scalding just by looking at the twisted air on the opposite side.
The size of the dragon skull, in terms of length, can accommodate seven or eight Gretels, and in terms of height, it can allow at least three Gretels to stack Arhats inside.
In other words, if Gretel rushed into the dragon's nostrils and fell into the contents of the dragon's skull, he would most likely fall into it, and then he would not be able to get up...
Not to mention, Yu Dian has been following him every step of the way, from holding his collar to grabbing his waist belt instead.Even if he could escape from Udian again, Jin Huanglong Targaryen would not stand by.
So Gretel couldn't just rush in and throw a healing spell to Bernard at close range to support him through this trial.
All he could do was to force himself to be quiet, stand on the dragon skull, and let the spiritual power penetrate into the skull.
Well, the positioning is successful, Bernard's position has been found, and he is jumping up and down, quite alive... with... strength...
not good!
What is this doing?
thump? !
Rolling around? !
Something... something wrapped around him... seeping in, burning...
The depth of that thing is about half of the dragon's skull. If you jump in by yourself, you will probably be completely submerged.For Bernard, there is still half a head left on tiptoe...
Bernard was immersed in it, waving his arms and kicking, as if he was struggling desperately, and seemed to want to immerse himself deeper and more evenly——
Gretel's mental power scan noticed Bernard deliberately lowering his head, trying to dive into the liquid and dangle in it.Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Hey, no, the inside of the dragon's skull is not liquid, or not completely liquid.It is thicker than water, more coagulated than blood, and there are many entangled tendons...
When scanning the past with mental power, I can observe that there is a strong energy reaction in those liquids, which is biased towards spiritual power, and I can also feel Bernard stretching his fists and kicks in it, trying to tear and break away from something. ...
So, is Bernard immersed in the brain of the legendary dragon skeleton?
It is said that the brain and internal organs are extremely soft tissues with a particularly high water content, and they rot very quickly... So are these things really brains?Or something else weird?
For example, some kind of bug that made a nest in the skull of a dragon or something?
Gretel frowned tightly, tried hard to think, and looked hard at Jin Huanglong.As if sensing Gretel's gaze, Targaryen sighed softly, and turned to look at him:
"You follower, you have actually been soaked in the dragon's brain..."
"Then what will happen to him?" Gretel asked nervously.Jin Huanglong thought for a moment, then shook his head lightly:
"I don't know... There is no precedent... It's really rare for him to look like this... It's really rare..."
More than rare, basically never seen.When a giant dragon transforms its dragon blood family, it always gives a little bit of its own blood, and no one will take out its own brain;
A dragon slayer succeeds in slaying a giant dragon—which is already very rare—and then, usually, bathes in dragon blood instead of going to the trouble of crawling into the dragon's skull to soak the brain;
Not to mention the brain of the legendary giant dragon, and it is the brain that has died for many, many years, and has been precipitated, solidified, and changed for many years in the dragon tomb.
These brains contain the powerful spiritual power and powerful magical power of the Dragon Clan.Now being soaked in by the savages, they are all infiltrated into his body, whether it is good or bad, I don't know at all.
Gretel lowered his eyes silently, his chest heaving and heaving.After a while, he raised his hand, with a faint white light on his fingertips, guiding the healing technique to penetrate into the keel:
No matter what Bernard is going through now, as long as he is alive, there is hope!As long as he can hang his life, he has the hope of withstanding the transformation, and has the hope of taking another step forward——
And what he has to do is to help Bernard survive this hurdle!
However, just as the healing technique penetrated into the keel, the golden dragon Targaryen suddenly waved his hand, and there was a loud pop in the air.Gretel felt that the healing power he had condensed was instantly scattered and disappeared near the keel:
"Don't interfere with him." Targaryen said solemnly:
"Don't touch him, let him get through it by himself... Only by going through it by yourself can you become the strongest fighter. Human intervention, treatment, and help will all lead to unforeseen consequences!"
"But--"
Gretel almost stomped through the dragon's skull.He actually understood Jin Huanglong's thinking, and even knew the theoretical basis for his statement:
Dragon blood, or dragon brain marrow, infiltrates into the warrior's body and undergoes forced chromosome transformation. From the perspective of the Dragon Clan, it is a process of survival of the fittest.If you survive the past, you will be a trustworthy subordinate of the Dragon Clan;
Can't make it through?If you can't make it through, you will die. Do you still expect the dragon clan to find ways to save you?Generally speaking, dragons don't care about the objects they transform, whether they are dead or alive...
Like Vaska, those who bet with other dragons to produce a large number of Dragon Blood Familiars, or those who have a girl they like and want to turn her into Dragon Blood Familiars to accompany him for a long time, are all exceptions!
Very rare exception!
And, dragon blood, or dragon brain marrow, the process of transforming a warrior's body is usually accompanied by the rapid division of cells and the rapid exchange of chromosomes.And the healing technique will also promote this process——
If there are too many healing techniques, there may be problems with the division and recombination of chromosomes.At the least, it will become deformed, with an extra arm, dragon scales growing inside the body, etc., at worst, it will be finished on the spot...
The rough direct bathing and the delicate directional transformation of chromosomes are completely different!The latter can be supported by healing techniques, while the former is too violent and really prone to accidents!
He put his hands down in dismay, and just focused on Bernard, making up his mind that if the Savage was really dying, he would have to treat him anyway.
Next to him, the Golden Dragon Targaryen was also paying attention to the situation inside the dragon's skull, and suddenly his expression changed:
"what……"
"what happened?"
"Dragon Soul!"
Targaryen said only these two words, and then his lips were closed, and he said nothing.Gretel raised his brows, unfolded his mental strength, and searched carefully again:
This job is not easy. Even if the dragon brain in the legendary dragon skeleton has lost its vitality, it still has a strong energy response.
Spiritual power travels through it, as if the whole person is walking barefoot in mud mixed with oil.Every step, every inch forward, every turn, has to pay a huge price.
That is a legendary dragon skeleton!He was a legend in life, and he has enough power after death!
The equipment worn on his body and the blessings given by the Moon God can protect his core of spiritual power from being shaken, but they cannot protect his spiritual power protruding from the outside world, which is subject to various shocks and obstacles!
Gretel half-closed his eyes and searched vigorously. Soon, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.From a thin layer, to the size of a rice grain, then to the size of a mung bean, and then to condense and flow down one by one.
After searching for a long time, I felt the power of bits and pieces. Under Bernard's stirring, it seeped out from the brain and the keel, and gathered in one place:
Not Bernard's body, much less Bernard's brain.To Gretel's surprise, those light spots jumped into the big bone stick in Bernard's hand from all directions.
From less to more, from sparse to dense, from erratic to condensed into groups.In the big bone stick, the ancient beast soul was also dormant, but at this moment it quietly lit up, merging into one body with these light spots...
At the same time, a large amount of borneol marrow poured in from the two ends of the bone rod, the relatively sparse cancellous bone, like a long whale absorbing water.
Penetrating into the spongy bone, pouring into the bone marrow cavity, coating the dry and dead bones with a dense layer of periosteum, and quickly generating cartilage at both ends of the bone rod...
All in all, in the eyes of a doctor, this big bone is "alive".
"Life..."
The golden dragon Targaryen heaved a long sigh.
Life is so tenacious, so amazing.
The legendary giant dragon, which has been dead for an unknown number of years and whose dragon soul has dissipated, will instinctively cling to it when it senses signs of life.
The bone stick in the barbarian's hand contained a large amount of dragon brains and a little bit of dragon soul.Although it is impossible to resurrect as a giant dragon, in the distant future, maybe we can see the dragon soul soaring into the sky?
At least half of the borneol marrow was sucked into the bone rod, far exceeding the proper volume of the bone rod.The barbarian was floating in the remaining half of the dragon's brain, snoring loudly.
Gretel looked left and right, and saw that Targaryen didn't speak, but raised his right hand, and a dozen vines quickly stretched out from between his fingers, and got into the keel's nostril.Raising his hands and feet, he rolled the big bone stick and lifted the barbarian out.
At this time, the mages had already stood around, but no one dared to approach because Jin Huanglong was here.
Seeing that the barbarian was being carried out dripping with unknown liquid dripping all over his body, the two necromancers quickly rushed forward, one on each side, to support Bernard:
"Cleansing! Cleansing! Cleansing!"
Gretel: "..."
Don't think I didn't see where your cleaning techniques were pointing!The borneols that were contaminated on Bernard's body were thrown into the side container by your cleaning technique, let's quietly collect them!
He cast a quick glance at the Targaryen.Fortunately, Jin Huanglong didn't change his face and pretended not to see it.Gretel heaved a long sigh of relief, and went to check on Bernard, only to see that his vital signs were stable, and there was nothing serious except that he didn't wake up:
"Okay, let's withdraw. I hope Bernard can advance. If it doesn't work, that's the end of it...Have you finished collecting all the things? Then go to the next stop, collect all the dragon souls, and hurry back to study!"
(End of this chapter)