Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

"call"

When Yasuo arrived at the entrance of the mine with minor injuries.

Looking at the scene inside, even Yasuo, who has a lot of experience and countless knowledge, couldn't help but pause, shocked by the scene inside.

Arden seemed to be hollowed out, with obvious fatigue on his eyes. He just lay on the ground, not wanting to move.

Nearly ten underage hill giants nervously followed a giant silver beast.

Its entire body is covered with bright silver streamlined scales that are completely different from those of Arden.

These scales wrapped his entire body like a suit of armor.

On the three-meter-tall body, except for a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, there is no blind spot.

There were six upright dragon scales on its arms, and from the sharpness of their bodies, they could obviously rip open a person's stomach.

There is a dragon tail behind the back and two pairs of dragon horns on the head.

Such a strong scent of dragon blood coupled with that indescribable stench.

For a moment, Yasuo couldn't tell whether the monster in front of him was a dragon or a hill giant.

"Arden, you transformed the hill giant into a follower?"

"Well, Uncle Yasuo, this is Ximi, a mutated hill giant with great power."

"I promised him that I would let these little giants live as my slaves, and he was willing to become my sword."

Ximi, who was like a giant Valkyrie, nodded to Yasuo, marking the beginning of their relationship.

"Okay? Since it's yours exclusively, I can't say much."

Next.

Yaden was reborn, jumping directly from level 6 to level , and Ximi, who was capable of competing with high-level creatures, carried him towards the Silver Dragon Cliff.

The nine hill giants followed their big sister obediently.

Yasuo looked at the map that was handed over to him and flew towards the last place where tax should be paid.

"boom"

When he steps on the ground, the sound is like thunder, his movements are like the wind, and his speed is like lightning.

Transformed into a dragon-blood creature, possessing the blood of a mutated hill giant and a silver dragon, Ximi ran wildly in the jungle without any scruples.

Feeling her terrifying power, even if their territory was invaded, the monsters or beasts along the way dared not say anything and trembled in fear.

Unless it is a very small number of high-level magical beasts in the Elf Forest, nothing can withstand a few moves in front of Ximi who has been reborn.

This huge movement also alarmed many creatures.

Deep in the jungle, somewhere in a swamp.

There are a large number of swamp crocodiles in the seemingly calm swamp.

The swamp is filled with methane and poisonous gas, and is surrounded by a large number of poisonous plants, and bubbles rise from time to time.

Calm on the outside, extremely hot on the inside.

There is an independent space with a diameter of two cubic meters in the swamp. The huge movement awakened the existence that opened up this space.

"Hmm? What is this? A young silver dragon! The goddess of luck favors you."

A pair of scarlet eyes opened, and an evil aura emanated from the swamp.

Arden, who had no idea of ​​the danger, now faced another problem. Facing Ximi who was running at a crazy speed, he had to slow him down.

Too fast! And this newly hired maid obviously had no habit of serving others. I didn’t know how many branches I bumped into!

"Slow down, slow down."

Ximi paused. As a creature of dragon blood, she naturally had awe for her ruler, and she could never overcome her rebellious heart.

He bowed his head and nodded, "Okay, Master."

In a very short time, she accepted everything she was facing.

Arden thought that all that mattered to Ximi was her people.

But the dragon blood will subtly influence her. After it is transformed into her own follower, Arden is very curious about how long it will take?

Why did the most important existence in Ximi's heart change from these hill giants to him?

He was curious.

After waiting for the nine hill giants behind to catch up, he continued running, but his speed was obviously much slower.

"Ok?"

Ximi, who was running fast, seemed to sense something and suddenly braked.

A white, slender object filled with negative energy passed across her cheek and pierced diagonally into the ground.

A white bone spur will be inserted into the nearby soil, vegetation, and flowers, and everything within a 1m radius will wither.

“Hehehe, is this a giant that has been soaked in dragon blood? Its senses are really sharp. It managed to evade me and kill you so easily.”

A cold and hoarse voice, as if an old man who had just come out of an ancient tomb, appeared in front of Arden.

He was covered in a black robe, emitting an indescribable, disgusting negative energy and aura of death.

The left half of the face was completely corroded by death, neither human nor ghost.

"Hiss, Necromancer!"

Arden took a deep breath, and he, who had been lying down to recover his strength, quickly got off Ximi's shoulders.

It landed on the ground, ready to take off, with its wings slightly open and looking extremely alert.

“Hahahaha, I’m really lucky to have encountered such a small silver dragon. You are only a few months old, right? It looks like your bloodline has mutated. Are you a different dragon?”

The necromancer continued to speak in a harsh and disgusting voice.

Just as Arden's mind was spinning rapidly, he was about to say a few words to delay time.

The necromancer, who had transformed himself into a half-human, half-ghost, floated in the air, pointing a finger towards Arden, with a grey ray flying out from his fingertips.

A six-ring instant-death spell, Finger of Death.

Although all necromancy mages have death in their spells, they also have different schools.

Group flow, can summon a large number of dead souls like a traditional necromancer.

There are also negative energy masters who specialize in transforming themselves and destroying everything with negative energy.

There is also a genius wizard who controls various powerful necromancy spells and, over a long period of time, gradually makes up for his own shortcomings and tries to learn light spells in an attempt to control the balance of magic.

The necromancer in front of him was the traditional type that controlled a large army of undead.

“Stay away from here.”

"boom"

Ximi understood that the enemy came with ill intentions, and he had an instinctive aversion to the undead that any living being would have for them.

After turning around to instruct his tribesmen, he stepped hard, and only a phantom appeared on the spot, and the whole person flew out.

Arden spread his wings and flew out directly.

The finger of death hit the earth, and the entire ground began to decay on a large scale. Countless weeds and flowers turned into ashes in the wind.

Death spells are the most powerful and destructive single-target spells.

It is not limited to the necromancy department, but the necromancy department has the most.

A mage who controls a large number of collective spells and has terrifying attack power.

Unless the creature's will and energy are sufficient to achieve immunity, the immediate spell can directly kill the creature.

Even if it is a giant dragon, magic resistance may not be able to withstand it.

Arden is only a fourth-level wizard now, but he can use sixth-ring spells.

It should be at least level 10. It would be stupid not to dodge.