"Master, I want to see what that is?" Fei Yan took the initiative to contact Abel through the soul chain.
You must know that although Abel has always opened a two-way channel for the soul chain, these contract objects are very conscious and will not actively disturb Abel, because whether it is a wizard meditating, or forging equipment and refining potions, every interruption may cause trouble. Abel made an error.
In Abel's Magic Tower, Abel was looking at the dragon's blood in his hand. He was stunned by the sudden news. Only then did he remember that compared to him, a human, Feiyan, as a pseudo-dragon, had no control over this bottle of dragon's blood. Blood should be more aware.
"Flavi, teleport me to Feiyan!" Abel said into the air.
In the flash of white light, his figure disappeared from the magic tower, and then appeared next to Fei Yan.
When Abel appeared, Feiyan's eyes were fixed on the bottle of dragon blood flashing with dark golden arcs in his hand. Its instinct kept reminding it that this blood had a great effect on it and could make it Break through the constraints of life.
But the soul chain was powerful enough to suppress this desire. Fei Yan's eyes turned to Abel, his eyes full of pleading.
"What level of dragon blood is this?" Abel asked directly.
"Blood of the Holy Dragon!" Fei Yan said a word through the soul chain as if he was talking in a dream.
Abel had never heard of the Holy Dragon, but from Fei Yan's description, he knew that the word Holy Dragon was mentioned in the knowledge passed down by Fei Yan's bloodline.
"What effect does the blood of the Holy Dragon have on you?" Abel asked again.
Feiyan is the most powerful trump card in his hand. It is already powerful enough now, and he cannot let it die before it has fully grown into its strongest state because of an uncertain opportunity.
"You can break through the confinement of race and become a more powerful existence!" Feiyan's answer came through the soul chain.
"Is there any danger?" Abel asked again.
You must know that all creatures are born with the ability to sense danger, and Feiyan, as a four-legged pseudodragon, should have a stronger ability to sense danger.
"I have confidence!" Through the soul chain, Abel could feel Fei Yan's confidence.
Abel looked at the blood flashing with dark golden arcs in his hands, and estimated in his mind how dangerous it was to Fei Yan. This blood was originally obtained from Fei Yan and synthesized through Horadric cubes.
The dragon clan is different from humans, dwarves and elves. The power of the dragon clan depends on the purity of the dragon blood in their bodies, from the lowest level dragon beast, to the higher level pseudo-dragon, to the giant dragon, and what Fei Yan said Holy dragon, each level of dragon clan has obvious differences in the purity of dragon blood.
But now we have to consider the weight of the holy dragon's blood. This bottle of holy dragon's blood is very much. If it is to refine potions, this bottle of dragon's blood is enough to make ten bottles of potions, and now this is enough. Will the bottle of holy dragon's blood have any impact on Fei Yan
However, he immediately thought of trusting Fei Yan's instinct, because he was not sure how much blood of the holy dragon would be needed for Fei Yan to break through the confinement of race.
He placed the bottle containing the Holy Dragon's blood in front of Fei Yan. Fei Yan grabbed the bottle tightly with his front paws, opened the bottle cap lightly, poured half of the Holy Dragon's blood into his mouth, and then He put the cap on the bottle and returned the bottle to him.
"Flavi, maximize the protection of the war fortress!" Abel ordered in a deep voice.
At this time, Fei Yan's body had begun to shine with a dark golden light. Its body had not changed much, but its scales had changed.
On each scale, strange patterns slowly emerge. Some of these patterns are displayed on the surface, and some are hidden in the scales, making it impossible to see the full picture.
Then Feiyan's teeth and claws also began to show strange patterns. These patterns seemed to be born, interlaced on the surface and inside of the claws.
The last thing that changed was its wings. Compared with the proportions of its original body, the wings became huge, and patterns also appeared on the wings.
These patterns began to appear one by one, from the scales, to the teeth and claws, to the wings. When the body was also covered with patterns, all the patterns on its body began to form a whole.
Feiyan let out a dragon roar, and this dragon roar carried a powerful pressure. This pressure was much stronger than its previous dragon power. Fortunately, at this time, there was no one on the war fortress except Abel. , and no outsiders.
The promotion of the bloodline did not cause any abnormal performance. According to Abel's estimation, this may be because the blood it used was too matched with Feiyan itself.
By the way, can this blood not match
This blood was obtained directly from Fei Yan's body and synthesized through the Horadric Cube. There was nothing in the world that was more suitable for it than this blood.
"Ah~~oh~~!" After the dragon roared, a strange sound came from Feiyan's throat, as if it was trying to master a new sound.
"Master, I feel like I can probably be called a baby dragon!" After a brief attempt, it uttered a sentence from its throat. Although some of the words were unclear, it was enough for Abel to understand what it said. .
Young dragon, maybe this word is not eye-catching, but you must know that there is no pseudo-word before "young dragon", which means that Feiyan has become a real dragon at this time.
It is a recognized dragon among the dragon clan. Although its breed is a bit weird, at least Abel has read so many books and has never heard of a dragon with such a shape. But as long as its bloodline reaches the standard of a dragon, then it is A dragon.
The most real ability of the dragon clan is language. This is also one of the differences between real dragons, dragon beasts, and pseudo-dragons. Dragons can communicate in language, and they belong to an intelligent race.
"Fei Yan, congratulations!" Abel stepped forward and hugged Fei Yan's head. It was obvious that Fei Yan was very excited at this time.
This is a leap in life. The pseudo-dragon becomes a real dragon. Even a young dragon's strength will undergo great changes.
"Master, I feel powerful!" Fei Yan said again, squinting his eyes like a child and enjoying Abel's embrace.
This time its words are clearer again, and it is quickly mastering language skills.
"Fei Yan, what abilities do you have?" Abel let go of Fei Yan and looked at it with a smile and asked.
Like a child with a new toy, Fei Yan popped out the sharp claws of his front paws, stretched out his claws and clawed at the wall of the nest transformed by the war fortress beside him.
The extremely strong unknown metal of the war fortress was scratched like paper with several deep claw marks. It raised its head and looked at Abel proudly, ready to wait for Abel to boast.
"Feiyan, you are destroying the war fortress!" Before Abel could say anything, an angry female voice roared, that was Taling Flavi's voice.
Then the magic circle on the war fortress was activated at full strength, and a huge force pressed down from Fei Yan's body, forcing it to lie unprepared on the ground.
"Flavi, it's okay, Feiyan is still young, you can teach it more in the future!" Abel waved his hand and said in the air.
"Yes, Master!" Taling Flavi's voice returned to gentleness, as if it was not him who had just become angry.
The entire War Fortress and all the soil on the War Fortress, the Abel Magic Tower, flowers and plants, as well as various elven buildings and sculptures are Flavi's body, and it cherishes its own body very much.
You must know that Taling Flavi is no longer an ordinary spirit, but a very high-level spirit that already has its own simulated emotions.
The area just scratched by Fei Yan began to change automatically. The claw marks slowly disappeared and returned to its previous smoothness.
Feiyan stood up dejectedly. It would not go to trouble Taling Flavi. Everything here was Taling Flavi's body, even its lair.
If it seeks trouble from Taling Flavi, then it will go to live at War Fortress No. 03, but its master is here, and it doesn't want to be too far away from him.
Moreover, there is a magical environment here, which has some benefits for it, allowing it to gradually become stronger while sleeping.
Abel smiled and patted Fei Yan's neck. Now he knew that Fei Yan's strength must have greatly improved. In the past, Fei Yan could not tear open the metal surface of the war fortress so easily.
"Talk to Flavi more often in the future, he will teach you many things!" Abel said softly.