Chapter 1570 Necromancers, Don’t Think I Didn’t See Your Little Moves!

Gretel stood on the dragon's skull, stamping his feet anxiously. Bernard, take it easy! Don't do this nonsense!

When people are there, everything is there; when people are not there, everything is gone!

However, the dragon's nostrils were filled with black holes, and from time to time a wisp of hot air came out. The airflow was straight, and just by looking at the way the air on the opposite side was twisting, you could tell it was boiling hot.

The size of the dragon's skull, in terms of length, can accommodate seven or eight Gretes with some left over, and in terms of height, it can accommodate at least three Gretes stacked inside.

In other words, if Gretel rushed in from the dragon's nostril and fell into the contents of the dragon's skull, he would most likely fall in and then be unable to get up...

Not to mention, Idian has been following him every step of the way, changing from grabbing his collar to grabbing the belt on his lower back. Even if he could escape from Idian again, Golden Dragon Targaryen would not stand idly by.

So Gretel couldn't just rush in and throw a healing spell or something at close range to Bernard to support him in passing this trial.

All he could do was force himself to be quiet, stand on the dragon's skull, and let his spiritual power penetrate into the skull.

Well, the positioning was successful. Bernard's location was found. He was jumping up and down. He was quite energetic...

not good!

What are you doing?

thump? !

Rolling all over the floor? !

There was something... something wrapped around him... seeping inside, burning...

The depth of that thing is about half as deep as the dragon's skull. If you jump in, you'll probably lose everything. Bernard's words, standing on tiptoes with half a head left...

Bernard's whole body was immersed in it, waving his arms and kicking, as if struggling desperately, and as if he wanted to immerse himself deeper and more evenly——

Grete's mental scan noticed that Bernard lowered his head deliberately, trying to dive into the liquid and sloshing inside. Crash, crash, crash...

Huh, no, the inside of the dragon's skull is not liquid, or not completely liquid. It’s thicker than water, firmer than blood, and has many tied tendons…

When the mental power is scanned, it can be observed that there is a strong energy reaction in the liquid, which is biased toward mental power. You can also feel Bernard punching and kicking inside, trying to tear or break away something. …

So, is Bernard soaked in the brain of a legendary dragon?

It is said that the brain and internal organs are extremely soft tissues with extremely high water content, which rot very quickly... So are these things really brains? Or something else weird?

For example, some kind of bug made a nest in the dragon's skull or something?

Gretel frowned tightly, thinking hard and looking at Jin Huanglong. As if feeling Gretel's gaze, Targaryen sighed softly and turned to look at him:

"You, a follower, actually got immersed in the dragon's brain..."

"Then what will happen to him?" Grete asked nervously. Jin Huanglong thought for a moment and shook his head gently:

"I don't know...there is no precedent...it's really rare for him to be like this...it's too rare..."

Not only rare, basically never seen before. When the dragon transforms into a dragon blood descendant, it always gives a little bit of its own blood, and no one will take away their brains;

When a dragon slayer succeeds in slaying a giant dragon - which is already very rare - he usually bathes in the dragon's blood instead of going through all the trouble of crawling into the dragon's skull to soak the brain;

Not to mention the brain of the legendary dragon, which had been dead for many, many years and had been settling, solidifying, and changing in the dragon's tomb for many years.

These brains contain the dragon's powerful spiritual power and powerful magical power. Now he is soaked in it by the barbarian, and it is seeping into his body. I don't know whether it is good or bad.

Gretel lowered his eyes silently, his chest rising and falling. For a moment, he raised his hand, and the white light on his fingertips was faint, guiding the healing technique to penetrate into the keel:

No matter what Bernard is going through now, as long as he is alive, there is hope! As long as he can hang on to his life, there is hope that he can withstand the transformation and take another step forward——

And what he has to do is to help Bernard get through this!

However, just as the healing spell penetrated the dragon's bones, the Golden Dragon Targaryen suddenly waved his hand, and a sonic explosion sounded in the air. Grete felt that the healing power he had gathered was instantly dispersed and disappeared near the dragon bone:

"Don't interfere with him." Targaryen looked solemn:

"Don't touch him, let him get through it on his own... Only by getting through it himself can he become the strongest warrior. Human intervention, treatment, and help will all lead to unforeseen consequences!"

"But--"

Gretel almost stomped through the dragon's skull. He actually understood Jin Huanglong’s thoughts and even knew the theoretical basis for his statement:

The dragon's blood, or dragon's brain, penetrates into the warrior's body and carries out forced chromosome modification. In the eyes of the dragon clan, it is a process of survival of the fittest. If you survive, you will be a trustworthy subordinate of the Dragon Clan;

Can't make it? If you can't survive it, just die. Do you still expect the Dragon Clan to find ways to save you? Generally speaking, dragons don't care whether the object they transform is dead or alive...

Vaska, who made a bet with other dragons to create a large number of Dragon Blood Familiar, or someone who has a girl he likes and wants to turn her into a Dragon Blood Familiar to accompany him for a long time, are exceptions!

Extremely rare exception!

Also, the process of dragon blood, or dragon brain marrow, transforming a warrior's body is usually accompanied by rapid cell division and rapid chromosome exchange. And healing techniques will also promote this process——

If the treatment is given too much, there may be a slight deviation, which may cause problems with the division and recombination of chromosomes. It ranges from becoming deformed, with an extra arm, dragon scales growing inside the body, etc., to the worst being being killed on the spot...

Rough direct bathing and delicate chromosome directional transformation are completely different! The latter can be supported by healing techniques, but the former is too strenuous and can easily lead to accidents!

He put down his hands in frustration, and just concentrated on Bernard, determined that if the savage was really going to die, he would have to treat him no matter what.

Next to him, the golden dragon Targaryen was also paying attention to the situation in the dragon's skull, and suddenly his expression changed:

"Huh……"

"What's wrong?"

"Dragon Soul!"

Targaryen said only these two words, then closed his lips and said nothing. Grete raised his brows, deployed his mental power, and searched carefully again:

This job is not easy. The dragon brain in the legendary dragon carcass, even if it has lost its vitality, still has a strong energy response.

The mental power travels through it, as if the whole person is walking barefoot in mud mixed with petroleum. Every step, every inch forward, every turn comes at a huge cost.

That is the legendary dragon skeleton! He was a legend in life, and he has enough power after death!

The equipment he wears and the blessing given by the Moon God can protect his mental core from being shaken, but it cannot protect his mental power from exploring the outside world, which is subject to various shocks and obstacles!

Gretel half-closed his eyes and searched hard, and beads of sweat soon appeared on his forehead. From a thin layer, to the size of a rice grain, to the size of a mung bean, and then condensed into streams flowing down.

After searching for a while, I felt bits and pieces of power. Under Bernard's stirring, it seeped out from the brain and the keel, and gathered in one place:

Not Bernard's body, and certainly not Bernard's brain. What surprised Gretel was that those light spots flew into the big bone stick in Bernard's hand from all directions.

From less to more, from sparse to dense, from erratic to condensed into a group. In the big bone stick, the ancient beast soul was originally sleeping, but now it quietly lit up, and merged with these light spots...

At the same time, a large amount of dragon brain marrow poured in from the sparse cancellous bone at both ends of the bone rod like a long whale sucking water.

Penetrates into the cancellous bone, pours into the bone marrow cavity, coats the dry and dead bones with a dense periosteum, and rapidly generates cartilage at both ends of the bone rods...

All in all, in a doctor's eyes, this big bone "comes alive".

"Life..."

Golden Dragon Targaryen let out a long sigh.

Life is so tenacious and so magical.

The legendary dragon that has been dead for countless years and whose soul has dissipated will instinctively cling to it when it senses signs of life.

The bone stick in the barbarian's hand contained a large amount of dragon brain marrow and a little remaining dragon soul. Although it is impossible to be resurrected as a giant dragon, in the distant future, maybe we can see the dragon soul take flight?

At least half of the dragon's brain marrow was sucked into the bone rod, far exceeding the size of the bone rod. The barbarian was floating in the remaining half of the dragon's brain, snoring loudly.

Gretel looked left and right, and saw that Targaryen was silent and raised his right hand. A dozen vines quickly stretched out from between his fingers and penetrated into the dragon's nostrils. He raised his hands and feet, rolled up the big bone stick, and lifted the barbarian out.

At this time, the magicians were already standing in a circle nearby, but no one dared to approach because of the presence of the Golden Dragon.

Seeing the barbarian being carried out all wet and dripping with unknown liquid, the two necromancers quickly rushed forward, one on each side, to support Bernard:

"Cleaning Technique! Cleaning Technique! Cleansing Technique!"

Gretel: "..."

Don’t think I didn’t see where your cleansing skills are headed! All the dragon brains stained on Bernard were thrown into the nearby container by your cleaning techniques and collected quietly!

He glanced quickly at the Targaryen. Fortunately, Jin Huanglong's expression remained unchanged and he pretended not to see it. Grete breathed a long sigh of relief and went over to check on Bernard. He saw that his vital signs were stable. Except that he was not awake, there was nothing serious:

"Okay, let's withdraw. I hope Bernard can advance. This is the final decision... Have you collected everything? Once you've collected everything, go to the next stop, collect all the dragon souls, and go back to study!"