"I really didn't expect you to have this kind of ability!"

　　The spiritual dragon head of the five-colored holy dragon slowly emerged in space and said to Carlos with an awe-inspiring tone.

　　Carlos was still immersed in the grief of losing his bloodline points at this point, and didn't react at all to the words of the five-colored holy dragon.

　　"What are you thinking?"

　　The five-colored holy dragon looked at Carlos' groggy appearance and asked suspiciously.

　　Carlos then came back to his senses, just looking at the colorful holy dragon in front of him, Carlos again did not know how to explain to him, after all, bloodline points this kind of thing, he could not understand it even if he said it.

　　"I I was wondering how that dragon suddenly disappeared, I was trying to dig a crystal core or something out of it, but it turned out to be nothing, it's a strange shame!"

　　Carlos said with a sense of loss.

　　"That was all formed from the little bit of qi and blood I had left before I died, and if the qi and blood had been combined, it would have been at least a ninth-order level.

　　But when I saw that you were too low in rank, I divided this trace of qi and blood into many parts again, the blood was used to shape those smaller ones so that it was effortless, and the qi was transformed into the Purple-winged Berserker Dragon just now, and so it dissipated after being mortally wounded."

　　"While it is important to be powerful or not, the mind is even more crucial.

　　Facing powerful opponents still has the courage to rise to the occasion, calmly finding countermeasures, and not giving up easily, these are the things I admire about you."

　　The five-colored divine dragon explained to Carlos.

　　The huge dragon's head shimmered in front of Carlos, brightening and dimming as if it wasn't quite stable.

　　The faucet in front of him gave Carlos a compliment, piling on all sorts of good qualities, making Carlos out to be a strong-willed, resilient man, who didn't even think he was that good himself.

　　"I was here when the impact of the divine rank failed, seriously injured and fell, unable to become a god is my eternal regret, the decline of the dragon tribe I also have a reason, I lingered for tens of millions of years, only to gather gas this residual bit of spiritual consciousness."

　　"I have always had an obsession, that is to create a god for the dragon race, I did not manage to do it, but I hope that those who come after me can do it, it is this kind of obsession that has been supporting me." The five-colored holy dragon said a whole lot, nothing more than sentimental nostalgia and other sentiments, Carlos listened to a very meaningless, long-winded a whole lot, Carlos did not listen carefully, and even a little sleepy.

　　"Today, you are my only choice!"

　　The five-colored holy dragon said such a thing, and Carlos immediately came into the spirit!

　　"It's finally coming!

　　Going to give benefits!"

　　Carlos was a little excited to finally get to the point after half a day of listening!

　　"You have a physique that I can't even see through, compatible with all sorts of different attribute energies, and you couldn't be more suited to inherit my path, but there's one very poor point, and that's that your dragon blood is too thin.

　　I'll give you my dragon pearl, which contains the essence of my dragon's blood, so if you swallow it into your body and absorb it in a cocooning manner, the purity of your bloodline will slowly increase."

　　"Remember to never be greedy, you can only pump a little bit at a time, if it's too much, your current body will just burst!"

　　The five-colored holy dragon said cautiously.

　　After saying that, a fist-sized ball of light coalesced from the dragon head's brow, which was haunted by a multicolored light.

　　A dragon's might that was far too thick than Carlos' permeated out from above, and Carlos, who was a spirit body, actually rose up to prostrate himself on the ground and kneel down when he felt this majestic aura!

　　Carlos was reluctant to go down on his knees, but they had buckled slightly, Carlos pushed through, rallying his spirit to support himself from worshipping, it was tough, but Carlos held on.

　　The Dragonballs came out and flew around Carlos twice before flying away!

　　After the Dragon Balls disappeared, so did the pressure.

　　"Didn't you say it was for me?

　　How did it fly?"

　　Carlos felt screwed.

　　"The Dragon Balls are for your body, not for your consciousness, this is my consciousness space, entities can exist, your consciousness space can't hold my Dragon Balls.

　　If I shove the Dragonballs into your consciousness here, your consciousness will just burst!"

　　The Five-Colored Sacred Dragon smiled and said.

　　The tremor of a light laugh made his faucet even more illusory, as if it would disappear at any moment.

　　In reality, a ball of light flickered into Carlos's body, and Hylia and the others were all staring at the place where the amethyst dragon had disappeared, so no one actually noticed the small ball.

　　"This is the last thing I'll do for the Dragons, little one, the future of the Dragons is in your hands" he said as if he was commanding something, but more like he was muttering, his voice getting lower and lower and Carlos couldn't really hear him.

　　In the last moment before the dragon head dissipated, he exhaled, and Carlos' spirit was sent out of the space, Carlos drifting away from the scaly dragon head and watching him slowly dissipate as well.

　　In a trance Carlos came back to his senses, his consciousness returned to his physical body, the point of light that the amethyst dragon had turned into was still slowly drifting away, and everything in the space of consciousness was as if it had never happened.

　　Carlos stood frozen in place, a vast expanse of Gobi in front of him, surrounded by Shelia, Avril, and Hoffman, who were still lamenting the disappearance of the dragon.

　　Carlos could feel something more in his body, this would be that dragon ball, what just happened was real, but time was not lost, maybe there was no concept of time in the space of consciousness.

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　　"How can it just disappear, I still want to taste the dragon meat!"

　　Hoffman could never think of anything other than food.

　　Hylia sighed softly, there was loss, sadness, regret, sighing, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, the emotions were indescribably complex.

　　Carlos was about to say something when the giant dragon's point of light floated upwards before forming a huge vortex in mid-air, sucking Carlos and the others in.

　　In a flash of white light, Carlos and his party were back in the Sunset Mountains, rushed and dreamy.

　　"Dragon!

　　I see dragons!"

　　Hoffman shouted as soon as he came out, and danced around in excitement, and the Bell Bear warriors around him thought he was crazy and talking nonsense here.

　　Two of the men even rushed up and tried to hold Hoffman down, with such hand-to-hand combat that Carlos wondered if the two of them usually had something against Hoffman.

　　It was only 　　after Shelia and Averill also helped Hoffman explain, and finally after Carlos swore an oath in the name of the God of War, and Shelia gambled on her joint testimony after her honor as a noble, that it was proved that Hoffman wasn't talking nonsense.

　　After proving that there really were dragons, the crowd was first surprised and clamored, and then after that things were thick with envy.

　　Pure-blooded dragons were already rare on the continent, and the few dragon priests in the empire, the dragon knights, were so unattainable that very few people could see them.

　　Even the imperial royal family can not be summoned at will, want to see the honorable face is even more difficult than heaven, usually most of the closed door cultivation, only in the empire suffered a crisis, or the outbreak of a large-scale war, as a deterrent to the power of them will appear.

Under Carlos' painstaking explanation, the Robert Rabbit Clan and the Bell Bear Clan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally accepted the fact that Carlos and the others had gone in to see the dragon, and everyone was envious.

　　Carlos felt that there was nothing to envy, it was still a matter of whether or not he could come out alive after going in, that amethyst dragon still possessed the ability to annihilate others even though it was transformed into a form with qi.

　　If Carlos did not have this mysterious spiritual power of the battle song, it was a toss-up whether he could still come back or not, the means of the Holy Order was truly extraordinary, and to be able to become such a talent was something Carlos envied.

　　The people were all packing up under the tree when they realized that Hoffman was gone and looked up only to see Hoffman climbing the tree again!

　　"What are you doing?

　　Is it hard to go back in there again?"

　　Carlos shouted at Hoffman.

　　"I don't want to go in there, I'll climb back up just for my honey!"

　　Hoffman lifted his hand to point at the beehive hanging from the trunk, and licked his lips in the process.

　　"Hoffman, see if that rock in the tree hole is still there!"

　　As if she suddenly remembered something, Shelia tilted her head and said to Hoffman, perhaps Shelia still had a little bit of idea, the temptation of a top combatant like a war dragon was just too great.

　　At this time, Hoffman had just climbed to the side of the tree hole, and had planned to directly cross over, when he heard Hylia say this, Hoffman reached straight out towards the inside of the tree hole and pulled it out.

　　Groping around inside for a while, Hoffman didn't feel any rocks, there didn't seem to be anything in there, Hoffman swept from side to side inside and reached out his hand to take a look.

　　Seeing a lot of gray powder on his hand, he brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and it didn't smell bad, but he thought it wasn't the dust that had accumulated in the hole in the tree, but that the stone had turned into powder.

　　"It's gone, the stone seems to have turned to dust!"

　　Hoffman grabbed a handful from the hole in the tree and held it out to the sky, tossing it high in the air, the powder from the rock fluttering with the wind.

　　Shelia watched the scene, and although she was doing her best to hide the despondency in her heart, the bleakness in her eyes was still noticed by Carlos, like a child who had lost a beloved gift.

　　Disappointed, aggravated, and even a little self-condemned, perhaps she was complaining about why she couldn't construct a teleportation magic array, and why she couldn't enter into a contracted psychic war cry.

　　All of this is because Shelia is just a small chanting sacrifice.

　　It wasn't really any of her business, even if Hylia would have done anything at that time she wouldn't have been able to get anything because that secret realm belonged only to the five-colored holy dragons.

　　Now that the five-colored holy dragons had all dissipated, that secret realm naturally ceased to exist, and only Carlos knew the cause and effect, but Carlos didn't know how to comfort Shelia.

　　Shelia was haunted by that marvelous experience earlier, but Hoffman was heartless and only knew how to eat, and perhaps it was a fool's errand that those bees were absent, and Hoffman picked the hive with ease.

　　He was happy to have a hive to cuddle with, and didn't think at all about all that just happened, and it didn't matter to him if he had a war dragon or not, but unfortunately Shelia wasn't as easily satisfied as Hoffman.

　　"It's almost dark, why don't we go back first."

　　Hoffman came down from the tree holding the hive, and seeing that no one was talking, he spoke to himself.

　　"It's also time to return, we've already dealt with so many magical beasts today, so let's go back and have a good rest first."

　　Carlos said.

　　The number of magical beasts fought today was indeed quite a lot, although they were all low-ranked magical beasts, but they were also considered to be the basic power of the Sunset Mountain Range, and the large force that started the beast tide also lay in the low-ranked magical beasts, to deal with the beast tide, starting from the low-ranked magical beasts was a very wise choice.

　　On the outskirts of the Sunset Mountain Range, the corpses of low-ranked magical beasts pushed up like a mountain, which Carlos divided into small piles after small piles, and then tied them up in piles with thorn-vine manzanas.

　　Each Bell Bear warrior pulls a small heap and eats more to do a little more work, and the Bell Bear warriors have no complaints.

　　In this way the Robert Rabbits took on the task of packing up the weaponry, taking over the six magic guided cannons.

　　Both of those dragon hunting giant crossbows were pulled back by them, they were nowhere near as tall as the Bell Bears and had much less strength, it was quite a laborious job for them.

　　Hoffman's beehive was compulsorily seized by Carlos, and then Hoffman was made to do hard labor as well.

　　Carlos handed over the hive to Avril for safekeeping, then he himself also pulled up a pile and dragged it back, the number of corpses of the magical beasts is really large, this amount of at least a month without worrying about food, going back to a good storage and preservation is also very important, if it stinks it will be a waste.

　　Carlos was filled with these very real thoughts, while Shelia took three steps back as she walked away, still looking in the direction of the tree hole every now and then.

　　Until it was completely out of sight, Hylia then walked away with her head down in an honest manner, but one could also come out with her reluctance and regret.

　　The sun slopes to the west, shedding the afterglow of the setting sun, the remnants of the sun is like blood, the sunset is like a picture.

　　Crossing that small hill, Carlos looked back and gazed at the sunset mountain range at dusk like a red wedding dress, even with a little bit of a little woman's delicate shyness, looks particularly beautiful.

　　There wasn't a hint of blood in the slightly swirling mountain breeze, there was just the faint aroma of mountain flowers.

　　The beauty of nature's scenery was so refreshing at any time of day that it made Carlos forget the blood and cruelty of the fight.

　　By the time they got back to the house, it was completely dark, and Carlos rubbed himself on his somewhat sore shoulders before starting a fire.

　　Dinner was just pure grilling, and Carlos left it up to Avril to do that specifically, while Carlos had to figure out how to deal with the large number of magical beast corpses first.

　　To store food well, the basement was a good choice, it was just that it would be a lot of work to move the earth, and Carlos didn't happen to have any earth attribute skills, so it was good to think that he would have to get his hands dirty digging.

　　That's when Carlos thought of that Dragonball, didn't the Colorful Holy Dragon say that he was compatible with attributes as well.

　　Let's just see if there was an earth attribute inside his Dragon Balls, and if there was, we could just extract a bit of it, and save Carlos the trouble of looking for earth attribute magical beasts.

　　Carlos went straight to Al and asked him to select the Dragonballs from the system and then absorb the energy from it, it was very convenient to have the system take over anything within Carlos' body, and through the system's control, Carlos didn't have to worry about overdoing it.

　　The system is also the first time to contact something like dragon ball, need to study and feel, after absorbing for a while, Carlos opened the attribute panel, want to see if there is an earth attribute skills appear, even if it is the first order, the result . Host: Carlos Racial Attribute: Bright Scaled Dragon Turtle Bloodline Level: 5 Bloodline Talent Skill: Dragon Pressure (3rd rank) Skills: Shock Slam (5th rank), Sword Horn Scale Armor (5th rank), Frozen Spit (5th rank), Light Energy Drive (5th rank), Thorny Vine Mane (3rd rank), Concealment (3rd rank), Electricity Pulse (4th rank), Sky Breaking Chopper (4th rank), Spider Sense (Passive, no rank), Explosive Flame ( Fourth Order), Poisonous Tail Spike (Fifth Order) Magical Beast Level: Fifth Order Intermediate Age: 0.5 (in years) Physiological Lifespan: 1,200 (in years) Bloodline Points: 36,900 (Current Beginner Intermediate Advanced Dividing Line 0-16,000-38,000 - -50,000) -50,000)