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Chapter 141 Bone Dragon and Breeding

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    "Why is this kind of twenty-meter-long, short and fat dragon considered a medium-sized dragon? Then what is a fifty-meter-long dragon like ours called?" Nai Ali used her small paws to pull the bones of the bone dragon under her body.  Said with disgust.

    ", called the 'giant' dragon." Nigris responded.

    "Huh? Aren't all dragons called giant dragons?" Neiari asked with eyes wide open.

    "Strictly speaking, no. Only those with more than 40 meters are called giant dragons. Those with 30 to 40 meters are called large dragons. Those with more than 20 meters are called medium-sized dragons. Those with less than 10 meters are called small dragons."

    "Then what kind of dragon is this? It's over 20 meters tall. It's about the same size as Yolanda when she was a child. Could it be an underage silver dragon?" Brusque interrupted and asked.

    Nigris shook his head: "I don't know, but the ones that can be resurrected with the Cleansing Technique are definitely not the ones we know. They are either certain subspecies, or the work of bright old dogs, such as the legendary Holy Dragon.  ."

    As they spoke, the three dragons collectively turned to look at Ange, who was busy working on the flesh wings, and the holy light of the facial cleansing technique flickered, just like the steel welding technique invented by goblins.

    Wherever the holy light passed, a black flesh wing grew rapidly.

    At this time, they were already in the sky. A twenty-meter-long bone dragon flapped its tattered wings and hovered above the Falling Dragon Lake.

    After digging out the dragon skeleton, Angra discovered that it had condensed the soul fire under the presence of the Locke-level king. The reason why Angra couldn't get up was because it was stuck deep in the mud of the wetland. This kind of  In the mud, let alone a bone dragon, even a living dragon would not struggle easily.

    Now that you have the soul fire, just throw its head into the pile of bones, and it will combine into a bone dragon.

    I originally thought it was of no use, maybe it would be pulled out during a fight and it could bully the weak due to its size. After all, even its wings are rotten.  Can't even fly.

    Compared with bone dragons, corpse dragons are much better, especially corpse dragons with intact wings that can fly into the air, and their combat radius and combat capabilities are not at the same level.

    The Bone Dragon can only run on the ground and is equivalent to a large skeleton.

    So Nigris and the others started to look at the Bone Recognition Dragon, and they all guessed what kind of dragon it was.  Nigris is known as the God of Knowledge, but there is absolutely no knowledge of 'knowing dragon bones' in the world, so he can only rely on guessing.

    But in the middle of guessing, all the guesses were shattered when I saw that Ange had applied the facial cleansing technique and the bone dragon was covered with a layer of flesh film. It was clear that just like a little angel, it could be resurrected by bathing in the holy light.  The ability is very likely to be the creation of the gods of light.

    In the next three or four days, Ange started to get angry. He kept casting facial cleansing spells, and forcefully spread out the bone dragon with a wingspan of more than thirty meters and restored it to wings. Although the tatters were not completely healed,  But the bone dragon has been broken and can't wait to spread its wings and fly high.

    ?? Okay, just fly. Angela led everyone up and let the bone dragon fly into the air to continue its recovery.

    Just looking at Ange standing firmly on the wings between the wings of the bone dragon, it can be seen that his control over the wind element has deepened a lot. Unexpectedly, Nairi has to hook her little claws to stand upright.  stable.

    The little angel and the little zombie are very good at choosing places. They got into the nasal cavity of the bone dragon. One of them occupied one nostril and looked out. A strong wind blew. The little zombie roared, the little angel roared, the little angel roared, the little zombie  Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, never tired of it.

    The flesh wings are getting better and better, and all the tattered parts have been repaired. With the wings healed, the bone dragon can fly more steadily.

    Ange returned to the back of the bone dragon and continued to repair it. Bruske turned away and did not look at it. He swore that he would never compete with this skeleton in endurance again.

    After looking away, Bruske quickly saw something else: "Look, there is a big island there. According to the distance and direction, it should be close to the center of the lake."

    Looking along Brusk¡¯s direction, I saw a large island in the distance. It was irregular in shape, high in the middle and low on the sides. It was a full 20 kilometers in diameter. It was a well-deserved big island.

    The island has lush vegetation, with many small trees and shrubs. The closer to the edge, the rarer the plants, but relatively speaking, even in shallow water and wet areas, there are still many aquatic plants and grasses growing tenaciously.

    Ange tilted his head and pointed toward the island: "Go down."

    The bone dragon adjusted its direction like an arm and flew straight towards the island in the middle of the lake.

    An unpleasant feeling arose in Nigris's heart, and he quickly said: "What are you going to do? We have no time, we are going back soon, don't mess around."

    Unfortunately, it was too late. Ange jumped directly from the bone dragon and hit the wet ground with a bang. He stepped hard and made a footprint. The grass on the wet ground grew wildly in an instant.

    &nbs"We have people covering us."

    He actually discovered this problem a long time ago, and even asked Ange to drag an ordinary skeleton out of the Palace of Rest and expose it to the sun. After a short time in the sun, it fell apart, and he worked hard to dig and dig into the sand.

    After careful analysis, Nigris discovered that all of them, undead creatures that are not affected by sunlight, have soul connections with Ange, and those without soul connections will really be killed by the sun.

    The tolerance of serious undead creatures to the sun is too low. Only these undead creatures, such as these, would run around under the bright sun.

    When Brusque heard ¡®someone is covered¡¯, he glanced at Ange subconsciously.

    At this moment, a short whistling sound sounded, which was obviously a warning sound.

    Ange and others looked around and saw a long team moving among the sand dunes in the dark night, and it was they who made the warning sound.

    The entire team moved instantly. They all fell down on the spot in a well-trained manner, and then rolled away. Then they squeezed hard and squeezed into the loose gravel. There were only some vehicles and horses on the ground that could not lurk, and more  Unable to tell, there was a long queue on the ground more than ten seconds ago.

    Everyone was stunned, and Bruske couldn't help but admire: "They are so professional. What are they hiding from? Are there any enemies chasing them?"

    Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and only the sound of the bone dragon flapping its wings spread far away in the black silence.

    Now everyone came to their senses, and Nigris said: "Well, they are hiding from us."

    "Who is this? On the road in the middle of the night." A somewhat embarrassed Nigris asked, "I scared them. Do you want to go down"

    Before he finished speaking, Ange suddenly let out an "ouch", and the bone dragon immediately tilted sideways and flipped sideways. A powerful arrow with a thick arm penetrated the bone dragon's flesh wing and tore a big hole. If  If it hadn't been for a moment, the arrow would have been nailed to the bone.

    When the arrow shot past, everyone heard the sound of the bowstring tightening. The arrow was faster than the sound.

    "How dare you shoot us?" Brusk said angrily, immediately jumped down and hit the sand heavily.

    The sand that was smashed up shot out in a whoosh.

    But very quickly, the sand seemed to have entered a liquid, its speed slowed down greatly, and it stopped after a while.

    "Hysteresis?" Brusk blinked and narrowed his pupils.

    It doesn¡¯t matter what the spell is, what¡¯s important is the mage who casts the hysteresis spell. This kind of silent spellcasting level is not something ordinary magicians can achieve, but Brusque didn¡¯t sense the magic power fluctuations. Is there any magician who can do it?  Casting spells silently under your nose?

    ¡°At the moment Brusk narrowed his eyes, a long shadow blade stabbed out from the ground and went straight between its legs.

    "Drink!" Brusk shouted, and the entire ground exploded. It also flew straight into the sky as if it was blown away by the explosion.

    A shadow holding a long shadow blade was shaken out of the sand. The long blade in his hand turned over and clinked on the flying sand and stones.

    A strange scene that violated common sense in physics occurred. The shadow used the force of flying sand and stones to chase Brusk at high speed like an invisible ladder.

    Brusk committed a major taboo among mages. Without followers, he was approached by a melee warrior who was only one level behind.

    At a long distance, ten high-level sword masters cannot defeat a magister, but at close range, a magister is as good as a chicken in the hands of a high-level sword master.

    Fortunately, Bruske was not a weak magician with no power to fight a tiger, but a golden dragon with equally strong melee capabilities, and he immediately reached out and grabbed him with his claws.

    I saw Bruske's fingers suddenly enlarged and stretched, revealing sharp dragon claws, which startled the opponent's shadow. He stepped on the air with one foot, and flexibly twisted his body in the air. His long knife avoided Brusque's  The claws followed the arm and slashed towards the neck unchanged.

    The long blade of dark shadow made a hissing sound as it cut the air.

    Ange pounced down, and the death sickle struck down.

    Seeing the Death Scythe, the shadow enemy hesitated slightly.

    Negris¡¯s voice sounded at the right time: ¡°Stop it first, the emperor-level black warrior may be from the Dark Side City.¡±

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