"I probably don't know him."
Mr. Li didn’t want to admit it. This is the second time he has messed up.
"Although you are not fun, you are still a human being who can face me directly. Shall we watch TV together?"
It carefully took out a TV, an old 18-inch TV, and was more attentive than when it entertained Old Tang.
Li Longyuan also noticed that the dragon seemed to be slightly afraid of him.
But, how could I, a mixed race, be able to please the Dragon King so much?
Unless there is something wrong with his intelligence.
This is indeed the case. This huge maze is controlled by this dragon. He is the gatekeeper and the master here. Even the dealer who dealt the cards was invaded by His consciousness.
To Him, it seemed that they could not be called intruders, but people who came to play with Him. He uses a gambling game to select the people He thinks are the funniest, just like a child who is curious about guests at home.
And Li Yongyuan, who killed three guests with a sword, was undoubtedly the most vicious and cruel one among them.
"There used to be a very interesting guest named Shan Dawang, but my sister disliked his foul language and was afraid of teaching me bad things, so she asked me to drive him away."
Long was like a nerdy kid sitting in the alchemy maze watching TV while sighing, completely unaware that the young man coming with a sword might be trying to kill him.
Mr. Li looked at the giant dragon in front of him intently, as if he was thinking about the weakness of every scale on his body. Only the front half of his body was exposed, while the back half was still in the form of a skeleton, and his thick spine gradually petrified and connected with the rock wall.
He even wanted to be imprisoned here.
When Li Longyuan looked at Long, Xia Mi was also looking at him. From the angle of his shoulder, he could just see the changes in his facial expression.
Xia Mi saw the other party's flash of murderous intent. He was born in the orthodox Li family, and the young family head was keenly aware that this was an excellent opportunity to slay the dragon.
In the hybrid world, nothing brings more glory and prestige than killing a dragon king with your own hands. He will be held high on the throne and become a hero of mankind, the uncrowned king.
Especially when the intelligence of this dragon is quite low, and he holds a magical weapon capable of killing the Dragon King, it is difficult for anyone to resist this temptation.
Li Longyuan slowly put Xia Mi down and took the bronze box from her arms.
Then, he put the eight-sided Han sword back into the box, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quietly watched the light of the TV coming from the small hole.
Inexplicably, the atmosphere is a bit like being in a movie theater.
"I thought you were going to do it."
Xia Mi said close to the young man's ear.
"I also thought I would. What a great opportunity. Especially now that I have just inherited the position of the head of the family, I just need an earth-shattering event to prove the ability of the new head of the family."
Li Longyuan turned his head and said to the girl with a smile.
"Then do it."
Xia Mi said seriously with a small face.
"But I think recruiting two dragon kings is more attractive than killing two dragons. What do you think, yes...meng...ga...get?"
Mr. Li was close to the girl's face, almost as close as the tips of his noses to the wings of his noses, and his two pairs of golden pupils shone brightly at the same time.
The pretty face of the baby-fat girl changed instantly, becoming serious and sacred, and her slender body was covered with iron-gray scales.
With the breathing, the sharp scales slowly expanded. The scales that pierced the skin and spit out the white T-shirt and pink sweatshirt were torn into pieces. Even the smooth and white calves were now covered with scales, and black claws replaced the toes. He kicked the ground.
Black flames surrounded Mr. Li's upper body, gradually burning away his robes, forming the shape of a dragon, roaring with teeth and claws. His naked and strong chest was also covered with black iron scales.
They reached for each other with their sharp claws, dripping with blood, as if they were hugging each other tightly. There was a cold smile in the golden pupils.
"I have never been clear about the relationship between God and the Dragon King before. Until I saw the secrets in Nordic mythology in the orthodox collection, I could barely guess.
The so-called gods are not hybrids who are on the road to becoming gods at all. They are dragons.
Such as you, Jormungandr, and your brother Fenrir. In Norse mythology, they are the names of the children born from the affair between the evil god Loki and the giantess Angelboda.
You and your brother will devour each other, and when the twins merge into one, they will be called the four new monarchs. That is, in the true sense, God. "
"Am I right? Just like the god-king Odin, after all, he is one of the four kings who merge into one."
Mr. Li didn't care about the blood seeping out of his left chest, he just stared at Jörmungandr's golden eyes.
Fenrir opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people wrestling in confusion. From this angle, the two seemed to be hugging each other, as intimate as lovers.
"But you are very weak, weaker than any Dragon King I have ever seen."
Feeling the heavy force of the claws digging into his shoulder blades, Mr. Li instead sneered and spoke.
After activating the still-growing dragon bone state and simultaneously opening up all the fields attached to the Word Spirit and Zunzhi, he has reached the threshold of the next generation species and is completely comparable to the most powerful warriors in the dragon clan.
But compared to the four great monarchs, it was still far, far away, just like Norton, who had not yet fully awakened, could knock him backwards with one punch.
The bloodline of the first generation species possesses innate great power. They are already standing on the edge between humans and gods. They are simply not in a realm that can be achieved by relying on quantitative changes to cause qualitative changes.
It is said that the Black King crashed in the far north ice field, and just the remaining blood flowing into the ocean was enough to change the pattern of the local biological community. A large number of polar bears and fish were genetically mutated, creating next- and third-generation species in batches.
Jörmungandr's face was covered in fine scales, but it still had a thrilling beauty.
"Yes, as twins on the throne, we are complementary. Compared with Fenrir and I, I hold the power and he holds the power. His bloodline has an innate advantage over mine. His speech and spirit are far superior to mine, but his intelligence is not. Restricted to a very low level." Jörmungandr opened her red lips slightly, as if she was back to the girl wearing a school skirt and smiling like a gardenia.
After all, the sixteen years of Xia Mi's life were real, whether it was the days at the High School Affiliated to Peking University or the time she spent hiding in Sheng Tang and Shi Lan observing other hybrids.
Li Longyuan also found everything about Xia Mi from Li Chengqian's records. When he was a child, he even was her classmate for a while.
However, as the orthodox head of the family, Li Chengqian did not prevent this dragon king from mixing in the crowd, just like letting Li Chang (Constantine) roam free, not minding their existence.
"The master of this alchemy labyrinth is actually you, right... So you imprisoned him here as food. You have been ready to devour him one day. You are waiting for him to hatch completely." Li Longyuan looked at her.
"Shut up!"
Listening to Li Longyuan's categorical question, Jörmungandr showed an angry face for the first time. The injured calf was now extremely strong and had thick scales. He suddenly raised it and kicked the young man, but was blocked by his arms.
