I Killed the Dragon

"It's delicious!" The elf's face turned into a happy shape, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, as if he was conquered by food.

But in fact, the little guy's sight quietly fell on the bottle of wine in front of Gray. Just smelling the taste, she already knew that it was a very delicious wine, but Gray did not give her a drink.

Damn it, bad guy Gray.

Gray picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass, and then saw that the elf's head was slightly tilted. Although she couldn't see her eyes clearly, Gray was sure that the elf's sight must have fallen on the wine bottle.

Rolling his eyes, Gray took a sip.

The entrance of the wine is not strong, and the taste of the wine is not strong. On the contrary, it is cool and sweet, like juice.

Swallowing the liquor, Gray felt a refreshing sensation spread from his abdomen, and the magic in his body increased slightly and became more active. The effect was imperceptible, but it really existed.

"Although the effect is not very obvious, but for a kind of wine, it is really good to have such an effect, and it can't be too demanding." Gray smiled, and looked at the elf's eyesight, and poured her a glass.

"Thank you Gray!" The elf smiled brightly, and hurriedly rushed to the glass to take a few sips.

"You can only drink so much, and I won't pour it to you again after drinking." Gray reminded.

Little Jasmine heard the words, muttered a stingy word, took a sip, and then continued to taste the food.

"Does Chihiro want to drink? This is a good drink for the gods, it is good for the body." Gray asked.

Don't worry about whether it will cause any harm, although this thing is good, but the effect is just like that, not to the point that ordinary people drink a sip of wine.

This thing is still very mild. If it can be drunk, ordinary people can nourish the body, which is equivalent to a relatively advanced tonic, and it is not as good as a panacea.

"No, children can't drink." Chihiro hurriedly waved her hand and refused, her cheeks flushed.

The short experience has made this naughty little girl a lot more stable, not to mention eating with a god-sama, her parents have long told her not to be rude, so she is cautious in everything.

"This is juice!" Gray smiled, "Is it really not to drink a bit? It's delicious, and it will make you grow up quickly."

Qianxun was a little moved when he heard that he could grow up quickly. The child always wanted to grow up quickly, but he hesitated and refused, "No, thank you Lord God."

The food in the soup house is not bad, of course there are some strange tastes, after all, their customers are also strange.

Gray ate while remembering, and quickly eliminated some foods that he and the elf didn't like, and made sure to choose a few recipes from those for the next few days, and leave after eating.

It was late at night, and even the people in the soup house went to bed, and Chihiro left to meet his parents after he was full.

Gray’s compartment was still lit. He was studying the corpses of the so-called gods. After studying for a while, he concluded that these things were essentially the same as the undead and monsters he had seen before, except for the body. There is an extra layer related to the power of faith.

He has a melting pot of faith and is more sensitive to the power of faith, so he quickly discovered this.

This layer is similar to the power of faith, allowing them to remove the breath of monsters from their bodies and become existences close to gods.

However, it is clear that even if the aura of the monster is removed, they are still monsters in nature, and monsters with a skin of gods are not gods at all.

Therefore, the achievement he achieved was the killing of gods (pseudo), not the real achievement of killing gods, indicating that he killed monsters with the name of gods instead of gods.

This means that even the system thinks that they are not gods, but just a group of monsters in the skins of gods. It is still a fake to get a god-killing achievement.

And Gray also knows that Fusang always pays attention to me if I can't beat you and worships you, and has established countless shrines.

Monster cannibal? It does not matter, enshrine it, let it become a **** who protects us, and ask for its mercy.

Ghosts harm people? It does not matter, enshrine it, let it become a **** who protects us, and ask for its mercy.

So many ghosts and monsters have become gods in people's mouths.

Determined what these things were, Gray began to extract useful materials from them.

No matter the meat, these things are half-human, he can't eat them, and their meat smells sour and can't be eaten at all.

The horns, teeth, bones and other materials on their bodies can also be used as magic materials, which is still worthwhile.

Of course, the real essence is only a little bit. That is the source of these guys' power and the part where they are contaminated with the power of faith, so the last material Gray collected is not much.

The rest was thrown from the window into the newly formed sea outside. There were fish in the sea, so they were fed.

"It's better to be a monster. The whole body is full of treasures. Even if there is no other use, you can still use it to fill your stomach."

These things won't work. You can't eat what you can eat, and only a part of what you can use is wasted.

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the next morning.

Pushing open the door of the room, the people in the soup room have not got up yet, or that they have just fallen asleep.

These things are typical night owls who go to bed late and wake up late, never go out during the day, and sleep for a long time. Basically, they start to go to bed at 5 or 6 in the morning and then wake up at 4 or 5 in the afternoon. Just keep working.

It takes more than ten hours of sleep a day, and most of the time is spent in sleep.

The weather in this world is good in the morning, and the sun is shining. The sea that rose last night has receded. Looking from the soup house, you can only see puddles reflecting the sun, like dots on the ground. pearl.

Around the tall buildings of the soup house, there is a thick white mist covering the surrounding world, making the puddles farther away look a little hazy.

There was a sound of flapping wings. Not long after, two big birds flew out of the balcony on the top floor. One of them was Granny Tom’s head. Gray recognized her at a glance.

"Hey, Granny Tom, go out so early." Gray smiled and waved to Granny Tom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ friendly greetings.

"The guests got up very early." Granny Tang flew into the air, but she didn't expect someone to say hello to herself. She flew away in no hurry, flapping her wings and came to Gray.

"This world is not a good place for mortals, the guests' priests and servants should be sent out as soon as possible, or they can use the power of the gods to remove the bad breath from their bodies."

It was only on a whim that Grandma Tang wanted to remind him that by the way, she had a good relationship. Although this guy didn't know where the **** came from, he was still very powerful, rich, and a big customer.

After speaking, she didn't have much explanation, except that I was in a hurry. I was rude, flapped my wings and flew away.

Following her is a crow she raised. Except for a beak on his head, it looks very similar to Granny Tang, especially the bird after Granny Tang transforms. Except for the size, they are almost exactly the same. What is the relationship between

substitute? Clone? Or is it a monster cultivated with its own blood, or something else?

Gray shook his head and didn't try to guess anymore. Compared with Granny Tang, this crow was a world away. Even some ordinary gods and monsters could not be compared. Even if there is something special, it can be special.

At most, it just gave Granny Tang a second life.

Watching Mrs. Tang sink into the thick fog, Gray looked around, opened the window, flew out from the window, and went directly to the top of the building to sit down.

Spread a tablecloth on the roof, Gray took out some food in the backpack space, looked at the eastern sky and started eating breakfast.

Before long, the little elf who smelled the scent crawled out of the bed and flew in front of Gray at the fastest speed. He hummed and joined the simple dining table.