Chapter 139 Disorder (Nine)

The Baron's intelligence work is undoubtedly quite average.

Except for one target at the deepest point in the prison, there is no other information at all.

"How do you know which one I'm looking for?"

"It's okay, as long as you see it, you will know how different she is."

Is it so powerful?

The Baron's answer added another point to Fu Qian's interest in action.

"Anyway, now you can help you get promoted first, come with me."

The baron didn't say anything else and led Fu Qian forward.

After coming to a room that seemed quite secret, she asked Fu Qian to wait in place, but she hurriedly left.

The literal meaning of Dragon Feast should be to eat dragons. Could this person be to kill dragons?

Looking at this person's back, Fu Qian couldn't help thinking.

Not long after, the door was pushed open from outside, and the bad-looking baroness returned and handed over a crystal cup directly.

"Drink it."

This aura is obviously a little weak. You won’t really kill the dragon, right?

Fu Qian moved his eyebrows, took the cup and looked at it.

In the crystal clear cup body, a drop of clear transparent liquid was rolling in it.

The silver-white luster reflected on the surface makes people feel dazzling just by looking at it.

"What's this?"

Fu Qian looked at the baroness.

"Dragon Blood."

"There are really creatures like dragons?"

"It was a long time ago, but it gradually disappeared later."

The baroness took a deep breath and her voice was low.

"Every time the dragon feast sequence is promoted, it is necessary to swallow and digest different dragon flesh and blood."

"Sure enough, if the dragons are extinct, where does this dragon blood come from?"

“A legacy item.”

The baron slowly raised his other hand, holding something like a pocket watch in the palm of his hand.

However, the dial has been broken and the waves inside are rippling.

"This is left by the first generation of Dragon Feast. It is made with the blood of the powerful dragon clan, but unfortunately it has been damaged for a long time."

"Of course, if that's not the case, I can't break it."

"I see."

Fu Qian nodded.

“This is the only thing that can be found about dragons.

Although the age is too old to confirm the specific effect, don’t worry, I will try my best to ensure your safety.”

What a pale and powerless guarantee.

"Okay, but since it's old, why not give more?"

Fu Qian pointed to the pitiful drop in the cup.

"Everything must be progressive step by step. You have just awakened now and cannot bear too strong power.

Moreover, the digestion process of Longfang is extremely painful, the stronger the more painful it is."

"It's okay, I'm already experienced many battles when I'm suffering."

...

Finally, at the strong request of Fu Qian, the baron dripped another drop into the cup for trouble.

Fu Qian didn't hesitate and poured the dragon blood into his mouth.

It was as if he had swallowed a mouthful of boiling iron, and for almost a moment, Fu Qian could not feel the existence of his mouth.

The next moment, a burning ball of heat flowed into the limbs and bones, boiling in every blood vessel.

The baron is right, it really hurts!

But it's still affordable!

In the pain of burning flames, Fu Qian tried his best to control every nerve so that his body would not tremble, and even his breathing should be kept as stable as possible.

When the pain subsided slightly, Fu Qian opened his eyes directly.

“Is it effective?”

Fu Qian recovered his mind so quickly, and the baroness's expression was a little solemn.

Could it be that it has expired after too long?

Fu Qian sighed and shook the cup in his hand.

"One more drink."

Have another drink?

"Just as you thought, this thing has lost too much effect and is not very ideal."

Is this how?

Looking up and down, the baron finally took the cup.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

It was not until all the remaining liquid in the pocket watch was poured into the cup and I reached out to take it before paying.

It shook like red wine. After confirming that there were no impurities, Fu Qian raised his glass.

“Cheers!”

The pain that was several times stronger than before came, and all the limbs and bones began to tremble.

This time has passed particularly long.

When Fu Qian opened his eyes, he saw the baron staring at him in a daze.

Following her gaze, Fu Qian found that the scales on her body had actually disappeared.

Instead, there are mysterious stripes of wavy shapes that cover the entire body from hands to feet.

"how are you feeling?"

The baron stared at Fu Qian.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Fu Qian nodded.

“Strong and powerful!”

"If you digest it completely, you may gain the corresponding dragon clan abilities, so you can try it yourself."

Are there corresponding abilities?

Close his eyes and pondered for a while, Fu Qian took a deep breath.

The next moment, an illusory gray-white dragon head appeared in front of him.

The baron subconsciously took two steps back.

A transparent invisible corrugation sprayed out along the faucet and hit the shelf in front.

Until the dragon's head disappeared, Fu Qian reached out and touched it.

The wooden frame collapsed in an instant and turned silently into dust.

Corrosion effect?

Fu Qian shook his head.

It's more like accelerating aging, allowing this thing to become dust in the erosion of time.

Anyway, the effect is good!

Even the increase in physical strength of light is almost equivalent to the previous sixth level.

This blood is really not eaten in vain.

Of course, the dragon blood did not fail. Fu Qian deliberately opened his eyes without digesting it, just to swallow the rest.

The baron is likely to be worried that he will lose control and deliberately control his own improvement.
To be continued...