A foreigner's journey

A huge tower stood at the end of Stonewell City.

Between the tower and Stonewell Castle was a spacious passage garden. A huge figure like a mountain goblin was standing in the middle of the passage, muttering something.

In front of him was a [flying dragon] pierced by a spear and nailed in the garden.

The flying dragon was no more than ten meters long, not as big as a mountain goblin. It looked like it had been dead for a long time but had not yet completely decayed.

The huge figure wrapped in a shabby and dirty luxurious robe stood in front of the flying dragon and whispered:

"Oh, dragon of the same descent. Your power will undoubtedly push my power to a higher level.

My legion found your body, which just shows the fate between you and me.

Come on, give your power to... um?"

The giant slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of Stonewell Castle.

Two figures were walking slowly in the porch.

Nanashi was shocked by Greg's ugliness the first time he saw him: "You didn't tell me before that this golden king is a mountain goblin."

There is no doubt that the golden king Greg in front of him has the shape of a mountain goblin in both arms and lower limbs, and looks like a small mountain from a distance.

Haise smiled and shook her finger: "NONONO dear, you will soon see why our Majesty Greg is called 'limb extension'."

Gerrick's head is as big as a mountain goblin, but it is about the same size as an ordinary human. He wears a crown on his head, and his pale hair is braided into delicate braids. Even though he is old, he can still see the handsomeness of the golden family on his face.

"You are so bold, I can hear you fighting in the castle when I meditate here.

But look carefully, your arms are slender and powerful, the most beautiful arms I have ever seen.

Tell me, strange and reckless faded one, what kind of death gift do you want to get?"

As he said, Greg lifted the huge golden double-headed battle axe with his thick and strong mountain goblin arms and slammed it heavily on the ground.

As the robe on his back kept squirming, it was suddenly lifted up, revealing his arms all over his body.

Each arm was different, as if taken from different warriors, from the shoulders and back to the goblin's arms and even legs. Each arm was moving on its own, as if it had its own ideas.

Qishi only took a glance and understood the principle, and couldn't help showing disgust:

"He actually used some kind of primitive life energy to penetrate his body, and then cut off his limbs and even his lower body to merge with the goblin's body.

I can understand the fusion of the goblin, but why install so many ordinary human arms?"

This is also what Heather wanted to ask, are so many human warriors' arms really helpful in combat?

"Foolish and ignorant faded ones, you faded ones always ask such stupid questions when you see me."

While speaking, Greg's arms that were closer to the ground pulled out the swords, halberds and shields stuck in the ground, and his words were full of arrogance:

"The more limbs, the higher my power can be pushed. After I defeat you, I will not kill you two immediately. You will have the honor to witness with your own eyes the great power I have seized the descendants of dragons!

At that time, I will regroup and lead my army to the royal city of Rodel to recapture the throne belonging to the Golden Clan!

I will wipe out those inferior betrayers one by one, take back all the fragments of the magic ring they hold, and repair the great Elden magic ring.

I am the destiny!

I am the real King of Elden!"

The lofty words and ambitions echoed in the city of Stonewell, and the Golden King's blood was surging, as if he had seen his former enemies kneeling in front of him, kissing his feet and begging for forgiveness.

However, a fist that quickly enlarged in his vision shattered his beautiful dream.

Bang! !

Before Greg could even react, he was hit hard in the face. The huge body of the mountain demon flew into the air and flew more than ten meters before it fell heavily on the ground, splashing a lot of gravel and dust.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Greg screamed in pain. His nose bone was broken, and blood and tears kept pouring out.

He raised his head and saw the rebellious faded person walking towards him slowly through his tearful vision.

Heather moved his shoulders and walked towards Greg while estimating the other party's physical strength.

As expected of the golden lineage that inherited the core Great Rune, even if the power is weak, it has taken away the physical fitness of the person being grafted through the grafting, plus the comprehensive increase of the Great Rune... Heather feels that the other party's body is harder than Markit.

In short, it's not worth mentioning.

Greg wiped the blood off his face, grasped the golden axe tightly and raised it high. The leg that once belonged to the mountain goblin also suddenly raised up, and then stepped down heavily!

A huge storm immediately spread out from Greg as the center!

His vision was obscured by the smoke and sand that suddenly rose up. Heather tilted his head slightly and suddenly raised his right hand like lightning.

With his thumb and index finger accurately pinching the axe blade of the golden axe that split the smoke and swung towards him, Greg desperately urged the mountain goblin's powerful arms to press down the axe handle, but it didn't move at all.

"Using [weapons] to deal with me? It's a bit unwise, your majesty."

Heather held the golden axe in his right hand, and bent his left index finger and flicked it lightly on the side of the axe blade.

Snap! Although there was no use of force, the golden double-edged giant ax engraved with the relief of beasts seemed to be a believer meeting the god he believed in. It began to tremble violently, so much that even the arms of Grek's mountain demon could not hold it.

Bang! The giant ax fell to the ground, the ax blade facing Heather as if worshiping.

Greg took a few steps back, looked at Heather in disbelief, and then roared angrily, waving weapons with all his limbs in an attempt to attack Heather.

But Heather just raised her index finger and shook it slightly.

Click! Click! Click! All the weapons held by the limbs rebelled at the same time and attacked the holder.

Cut off by swords, pierced by axes and halberds, smashed by shields...Grek felt excruciating pain, and all the limbs holding weapons were destroyed by his own weapons!

Opposite, Heather was explaining the origin of 'limb extension' to Qi Shi: "Because of his own weakness, our Majesty Greg came up with the idea of ​​limb extension. He used the power of the Baixiang Furnace in ancient times to capture the army. The demons and faded ones cut off their limbs and attached them to themselves.

Bigger is better, more is stronger, am I right, Your Majesty? "

"Stop, shut up! You despicable people, how can you understand my pain! I was forced to escape from the royal city, and I watched the rebellious group show off their power. I was even beaten to my knees by that bitch Marlenia, which was extremely humiliating. Only by kissing her insteps can she survive!”

Greg let out a mournful cry:

"I am the destiny! I inherited the golden Godwin's Great Rune, so I should become the King of Elden! Descendants of the Dragon, give me your power!"

He threw himself in front of the impaled baby dragon corpse, picked up the giant ax on the ground, cut off his left arm with all his strength, and drove the wound to the dragon corpse's neck.

The strange thing is that the wound of Greg's severed arm immediately merged with the dragon corpse, and a large number of squirming veins were produced at the joint.

Heather showed a disgusted expression, but Qi Shi was a little curious. The two of them had no intention of interrupting Greg.

Tear! Greg suddenly raised his arm, and the dragon's head was torn off from the dragon corpse and connected to Greg's broken arm.

The dragon head obviously no longer had any eyeballs in its eye sockets, but at this moment it coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood clots, and then made a low dragon roar in its 'throat'.

"Ancestors——"

Greg raised his left arm with the dragon's head high, and the dragon's mouth opened to the sky, spitting out blazing dragon flames.

“Please witness!!”