Looking at the word not far away, the devil fell silent: "..."
Grass, it really is your home!
Shi An stopped stretching and pinching the black smoke in the squeaking scream, and came over:
"What's wrong?"
Only then did the devil remember that he didn't seem to have told Shi An about the rumor about Mu Heng.
After all, it wasn't sure at the time whether the dragon slayer's statement was a catch-up, but now...
The demon insect looked down at the hardcover tome at his feet, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Ah, it's basically stable.
Unexpectedly, there will be a family who is obsessed with dragons to this degree, and will actually use valuable enchanted paper to record such useless things.
It cleared its throat and looked at Shi'an solemnly: "My lord, there is something I need to tell you."
Shi An was infected by the other party's serious attitude, and couldn't help but straighten up.
He squeezed the black smoke: "What's the matter?"
Black smoke: "..."
Choked, choked!
Five minutes later.
Shi An threw away the dying black smoke, and asked thoughtfully:
"So, do you think Mu Heng is actually a dragon slayer?"
The devil nodded solemnly: "Yes."
It sighed, gritted its teeth and said: "I originally thought that after all the fantasy species disappeared, all the human families related to the fantasy species have also declined with it. Unexpectedly, there is actually one left... and it is the most troublesome one. Dragon slayer! Your lord, this Mu Heng is definitely a threat to you..."
Shi An: "Threat?"
He tilted his head: "Do you think humans can threaten me?"
The devil got stuck.
According to common sense, the answer is absolutely no. After all, no matter how powerful human beings are, they will be unable to fight back when facing fantasy species, especially dragons with the highest military value in fantasy species.
But things are different now!
Dragon slayers and dragons are destined enemies. Destiny cannot be explained by logic and common sense!
But looking at the harmless-looking boy in front of him, the demon worm finally chose dogleg without principle—
"No, no, of course impossible! No human being can compare to you!"
"However," the demon worm paused and asked tentatively:
"After all, it is a dragon slayer. The human ancestors may have killed your kinsmen. Don't you plan to take revenge...?"
Shi An looked at the monster in front of him suspiciously: "Vengeance? Why?"
Devil: "Huh?"
Shi An took it for granted: "The same race that will be killed by humans is not worthy of living in the world."
The dragon race does not have such a strong ethnic consciousness. They are arrogant and selfish creatures. Being killed can only mean that they are too weak. Even if they are not killed by humans, they will be killed by other creatures. In that case, it is better to die earlier. , It can also reduce a competitor who robs treasures.
Devil: "..."
It really didn't expect Shi An's reaction to be so calm after knowing Mu Heng's identity.
The demon worm said carefully: "Then, how are you going to deal with this Mu Heng?"
Shi An thought for a while, and said, "Find a more advanced amber."
Devil: "..."
It made a dry syllable: "Huh?"
So you are still going to turn them into collectibles in the end!
It's just that it seems to have changed from ordinary collectibles to high-end collectibles... But this is not the point!
This is not difficult for Shi'an to understand.
After all, whether Mu Heng was a dragon slayer or not, Shi An was not going to let him live.
Living humans are too troublesome and very unsuitable for collection.
And most importantly...
The life span of human beings is too short, and the longest is only five hundred years. For the dragon, it will pass as soon as he closes his eyes.
Shi'an felt very heartbroken at the thought of getting old over time, so beautiful hair and eyes would become dull and muddy.
Therefore, it is the perfect option to make a collection that can be preserved forever after killing!
The Demon Worm has given up on understanding the brain circuits of the dragon.
It sighed wearily, and climbed down from the thick book: "You, you are happy."
Shi An's gaze fell on the tome under it.
… I feel a little disgusted when I think of it being spit out from a black cigarette holder.
Shi An turned to look at Quiet Mimi squatting aside, trying to reduce the black smoke of his presence, and then reached out to catch it.
Black smoke: "Huh?"
Immediately afterwards, it felt that its body was violently squashed and pulled, and then... it was used to wipe the cover of the book like a rag.
The black smoke screamed: "Ah ah ah!"
The devil squatted aside, showing a gleeful smile.
Is this how the victim is not himself
Haha, so cool.
Two minutes later, Shi An finally let go of the dying black smoke again, and held up the book without any psychological obstacles.
The black smoke was thrown aside mercilessly.
It dragged its body that had faded by a few minutes, and sadly crawled back into the small box it had been in for tens of thousands of years.
If God gave it a second chance, it would rather never be released!
Shi An twisted the page.
It is not paper, but a special tanned monster skin, and then through complex enchanting, it can be preserved for a long time.
The book is almost as old as he is. Although it uses the lingua franca of the human world at that time, it is almost impossible to read for humans today, but for Shi'an, there is basically no dyslexia.
Shi'an stared at the words above, showing a look of nostalgia.
He sat on the bed and turned a page at random.
"...How many scales are on a dragon?" Shi'an frowned.
What the hell.
He turned back a few more pages impatiently, and read it from the middle half—
"Detailed classification and living habits of giant dragons"..."How dragons take a bath"..."Different dragons' favorite colors"...
The more Shi An looked at it, the more something was wrong.
He turned directly to the second half of the book.
"The growth stage of the dragon"..."How does the dragon find a spouse"..."The aesthetic difference of the dragon"...
Shi An: "..."
The sound of his flipping through the book was amazing.
The devil squatted quietly on the side like a chicken, but couldn't help but curiously secretly look in Shi'an's direction.
I saw that the teenager turned the book faster and faster, and his face gradually deteriorated, as if he was on the verge of an explosion—
Shi An looked at the chapter in front of him and fell silent.
"The estrus of the dragon"
"How to make a giant dragon—"
Hearing only a loud "bang", Shi'an closed the book hard, with a grim expression as if he was about to set the book in front of him on fire immediately.
The demon worm shrank silently, trying to leave the area affected by Shi'an's anger.
Shi An's eyes had completely turned into crimson vertical pupils, and the lines of scales faintly appeared on his cheeks, and the tips of his ears became red with fire for some reason.
Just hear him say viciously:
"abnormal!"
Devil: "..." Grass, so curious.
What can be written in that book!
Shi An looked murderously at the black smoke hiding beside him, and said word by word: "Have you finished reading this book?"
Black smoke: "...…… …"
I really want to say I don't have one.
But after tens of thousands of years in that small box, it has been boring enough to write down almost every word, even which page has any notes, whether there are creases or not.
Shi An narrowed his eyes and leaned closer.
For the first time, Black Smoke felt such a strong sense of urgency—if he didn't say anything, he would really be killed!
At this juncture of life and death, it racked its brains, and finally had an inspiration, and screamed: "That! That! Didn't you ask me where the spell is! In the last chapter! The last chapter!"
Shi An calmly glanced at it, and finally decided to focus on the important things first.
He took a deep breath and turned the book to the last chapter according to the black smoke's instructions.
After a brief glance, Shi An suddenly cheered up.
The person who wrote the book is obviously a bit real. The method of summoning dragons written above has hardly any big mistakes, and the spells and casting methods are very accurate.
After so much nonsense before, he finally saw something useful.
If the following content is also so practical...
Perhaps, this book can really help him restore his original shape!
Shi'an's eyes were gleaming.
He turned to the next page expectantly—
Gone.
Gone? ? ?
Shi An blinked blankly.
impossible!
According to what I have just read, the author still has a lot to write! !
How could this be gone?
Shi An closed the book in disbelief, and looked to the cover of the book—
I saw that on the thick, dark red gloss of the old book cover, an inconspicuous corner was branded with a small golden inscription:
superior.
Shi An: "..."
There is actually a second volume! ! ! !
His brain hummed with anger.
The monster on the side quietly probed over: "Um...sir, have you found any useful information?"
Shi An stared in a bad mood: "What do you think?"
At this time, the black smoke said carefully in a low voice: "Oh, my lord, if this book does not contain what you want, there is actually another book—"
Shi An: "!"
He looked over in surprise: "Really! Then you throw up!"
Black Smoke's face with faint features showed an embarrassing expression:
"Um, I didn't eat..."
Shi An: "..."
Seeing that the other party was on the verge of anger, Black Smoke said anxiously: "Listen to me! I remember! I was arrested at the beginning, and then I was in a library room before I was stuffed into this black box. There are two books like this. Due to the critical situation, I only swallowed one! If it hasn't changed for so many years, the book should still be in that library—"
The devil was startled:
"Hey, I seem to have heard that there is a very old library in the Mu family, and many of the books in it are preserved from ancient times!"
Shi An broke the railing at the head of the bed with only a sound of "click".
The boy's palm looked so white and slender, but it left five deep scratches on the hard wood, which looked shocking.
The devil and the black smoke immediately calmed down, and backed silently, for fear of being caught by Shi'an in this state.
Shi An used another force, and the bedpost in his palm immediately turned into powder and floated down.
He said viciously:
"That group of perverts! They actually wrote two books!"
-And, but also with pictures!
The author has something to say:
It’s so exciting the first time a child reads a small yellow book, and it is full of pictures and texts.