The Defeated Dragon

This chapter adds more rewards for Steamed Drops of Good Beans.

The juvenile fire dragon in the palm is completely composed of compressed flames, its eyes, ears, mouth, nose, legs, claws and wings are all clearly visible. Even the scale pattern on the body can be clearly seen. The eyes that were solidified by the flames were as bright as gemstones, full of the agility of life.

There is no doubt that this is a real dragon.

Dragon!

The fire dragon bred by Liszt himself devoured the entire phoenix feather before hatching it from the state of magic fire.

Oh hoo!

Seeing Liszt staring at it, the young Charmander seemed dissatisfied and opened his mouth to yell. Its voice is very small, and it feels like it is roaring, but it is actually similar to the sound of a little milk dog's frightened barking, with a milky sound. But Liszt could vaguely feel its emotions.

The very vague emotions are much weaker than the telepathy after the contract elves.

But barely able to discern the meaning of emotion.

Little Charmander, what kind of form are you? Liszt asked in a low voice, not expecting it to answer, but asking and answering on his own.

He was very curious about the difference between the current little charmander and the real adult dragon. From the perspective of composition, the adult dragon is made of flesh and blood, with bones and muscles; the little charmander is made of flames, without flesh and blood.

I didn't feel the magic power of the fire dragon from the little fire dragon, nor did I feel the power of the dragon.

It was as if it was really just a flame, a flame made up of its own fighting energy, but there was a clear boundary between the flame and fighting energy.

This boundary determines that it is an independent individual.

An individual with a soul and a mind.

Oh hoo!

The little charmander definitely didn't understand what Liszt was asking, it uttered an unintelligible sound, then vibrated its wings, making a movement to fly. However, it cannot be separated from Liszt's palm, as if its body and Liszt's fighting spirit are still connected together.

During this period of time, Liszt's body has barely developed a part of fighting spirit.

He tried to activate his grudge, and found that he could reactivate it, and even affect Charmander. As soon as he absorbed it, the little charmander quickly turned into a ball of flames,

Inhale into the meridians. Then I felt a faint anger in my mind, and Charmander was very unhappy about being sucked into the meridians.

So Liszt let it out again, the flames condensed, and Charmander reappeared: Oh hoo!

It seemed to be scolding Liszt.

I feel that this guy is too good-for-nothing. He doesn't have any majesty of a dragon. Did he make a mistake? Thinking, he suddenly stretched out his other hand, pressed his thumb down on his index finger, and gave Little Charmander a snap of his fingers .

Slap!

The real touch, the fingers feel like they bounced on a soft piece of meat, and suddenly the head of the Charmander popped up, and then the whole body fell on the palm of the hand.

The little charmander flung its limbs around, struggled to get up, opened its mouth and screamed, Oh hoo!

Then, a small flame burst out from its mouth, and sprayed towards Liszt's hand, which was still snapping fingers. However, the flame did not produce any burning effect when it touched Liszt's fingers.

I feel nothing at all.

Discovering this, Charmander was very disappointed, even the Oh Roar sound was a little weaker.

So Liszt took out a thick piece of paper and stretched it out in front of Charmander: Come on, breathe out a mouthful of flame. He gave orders to Charmander by using vague emotional connections in the way he gave instructions to elves.

Little Fire Dragon tilted his head and was stunned for a while.

Then he opened his mouth suddenly and breathed out flames.

The flame broke through the thick parchment in an instant, turning half of the parchment into fly ash, without any sign of burning, and thus directly completed the process from paper to ash.

The temperature in the room rose a few degrees again.

The power of the flame is good, but it's a little small, and it doesn't have the property of engraving permanent marks. This is not the real magic power of the fire dragon. The little fire dragon is not a real young dragon. Its current state is very strange, it seems to be between the magic fire and the real fire dragon. Between the fire dragons?

Liszt grabbed the little charmander with his left hand, enjoying a soft ball of meat.

Seeing the mighty Charmander, unable to resist his claws at all, he could only yell Oh Roar in anxiety. But Liszt didn't stop at all. He still remembered the severe pain that he had brought to himself when the magic fire devoured the phoenix's feathers. Even if it was a dragon, it would be unbearable to bully an honest person like this!

Without waiting for the little fire dragon to react, he circulated his battle qi again, drawing the little fire dragon directly into the battle qi meridians.

Little Charmander was very angry in the meridians and was determined to go out, but he couldn't hold back Liszt's fighting spirit. With the fighting spirit running, it stuffed all the way into the meridians at the heart. This meridian is very wide, and it is also where the magic fire seed chose to live before. Suitable for holding Charmander.

Oh hoo!

In the mind, you can hear the roar of the little charmander, just like a puppy whose foot has been stepped on.

His face had returned to ruddy, he was a little hungry, but his mood was very conflicted: This is definitely not the fire dragon I want, this kind of thing is not worthy of being called a dragon at all...it doesn't look like the majestic dragon under the seat of the dragon knight at all! During the magic tinder period, Liszt couldn't control it, but now he can handle it at will.

So there was a huge contrast between this and his expectations for the dragon, and it was unacceptable for a while.

He took out the dragon seed milk in the jewel space, drank it dry, and then took out the burnt monster meat, and devoured it again, finally appeasing the hunger caused by the exhaustion of fighting spirit before. With the continuous peristalsis and absorption of the body's intestines and stomach, nutrients are supplemented into the cells, reproducing battle qi, and filling the meridians.

His lost fighting spirit quickly recovered half of it.

At this time, he tried the original training method of cooperating with the magic fire seed, transferring the battle energy to Charmander, and found that although the little fire dragon was very angry, he absorbed the battle energy honestly, and then discharged the magic impurities, and mixed with his battle energy. Create Dragon Dou Qi.

And the speed is faster, and the efficiency has been improved several times.

only.

The consumption has also increased by more than ten times, and the replenished fighting energy will soon fall into a dry state, and the produced dragon fighting energy will not survive.

This... Originally, I had to raise two mouths by myself. Now, I have to raise several mouths by myself! Charmander's appetite is too big, how can I raise it? He took out the dragon milk and monster meat again. , continued to eat to supplement nutrition, and also took out a potion.

After taking the potion, he found that the increased fighting spirit still couldn't satisfy the huge appetite of Charmander.

With the little fire dragon that can be devoured by vindictive energy, he finally calmed down, stayed at the heart position, and enjoyed the constant vindictive energy. But soon it was cut off from the supply of vindictiveness, and Li Stella had a long face, upset: I can't support it like this, no amount of vindictiveness can satisfy its appetite.

He himself still has to continue to practice, he has no fighting spirit, and he is still practicing.

For the first time, he didn't look forward to raising a dragon so much. He was really frightened by the dragon's appetite.

At this moment, he raised his head, and suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that the clock on the wall had pointed to half past twelve.

New Year's Eve is over.

By the way, the smoke mission!

He quickly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and called out the smoke task: Complete the task, and reward the small charmander in the form of fire.