Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 249 The Revolving Lantern

The moment Constantine saw Old Tang, what he felt was not the surprise of reuniting after a long absence, but the strange anger.

The creature he sensed should be Norton was just a disabled and ugly human being.

The man had crumpled pink skin, no hands and feet, a potato head with thinning hair, and a pair of black eyes that looked at Konstantin, making him angry for no reason.

I was deceived, this was Constantine's first reaction, even though he was an incomplete dragon king, his mental level was not high, and his mental age was maintained at the level of a primary school student all year round, but the scene in front of him told him that he was deceived .

When a six-year-old boy is tricked into looking for his parents dozens of kilometers away and only finds a dog, he usually breaks down and cries.

But Constantine is obviously not an ordinary elementary school student. With the power of the Dragon King, he will beat those who lie to him to death.

For example, Old Tang whose face looks like a sprouted potato.

The sharp dragon claws shattered the guardrail at the end of Old Tang's bed. Afterwards, Constantine propped up the bed and rolled over to Old Tang, the claw of his left hand scratching at the other's neck.

Old Tang didn't dodge, or in other words, he couldn't dodge with this appearance, he just looked into Konstantin's golden eyes, as if he wanted to see some special emotions in them, but there was nothing in Konstantin's eyes, only There was nothing left of tyranny and anger.

A cold and hard touch came from the neck. It was Constantine's sharp claws capable of tearing steel. At the last moment of Old Tang's life, time became extremely long. One second was divided into countless parts, and each Some stretched a hundredfold.

At that moment, Old Tang once again felt that wonderful link, the link that exists between every twin. Along with this feeling, dizziness came. When Old Tang opened his eyes, he found himself in a in the darkness.

"I'm dead?" Old Tang was lying in the nothingness, moving his seemingly intangible limbs, and said to himself, "Hands seem to grow out again."

As he said that, Old Tang waved his hand. As expected, the broken hand was intact now. Old Tang put his palm in front of his eyes, moved his fingers, and repeatedly confirmed his state. Obviously, in this space, his body recovered. to the original state.

A low cry came from afar, echoing in this dark world. At first, Old Tang thought it was his own illusion, but soon, the cry became so loud that he couldn't ignore it.

Old Tang got up. It was not easy for him who had been lying on the bed for almost a month, but fortunately, he quickly regained the feeling of the past, and staggered towards the direction where the crying sound came from.

A faint light came from the depths of the darkness, and Old Tang found that he seemed to be standing on the surface of the water. The texture of the water under his feet was as cold and hard as rocks, but whenever Old Tang landed, he could see the ripples around his feet.

As Old Tang moved forward, he saw his own reflection in the water under his feet. It was a young man in his twenties, with a fit figure and handsome face, no different from the old Tang in the past.

The only shortcoming is that Old Tang is not naked now, even if there is no one in this space, Old Tang still feels a little embarrassed.

"Give me some clothes anyway, what's the point of being naked like this..." Old Tang muttered, reaching out his hand to cover his lower body.

But after Old Tang uttered these words, a change took place. Old Tang's hands covering his lower body became empty, and a strange emptiness enveloped Old Tang. He collected himself and looked down.

Little old Tang was gone.

Obviously, Old Tang's wish was fulfilled from another angle. As long as there is no privacy, there is no need to cover it.

Old Tang was overwhelmed by this blow, he stared blankly at the obviously different reflection in the water, but the crying became deafening, urging Old Tang.

Faced with such a situation, Old Tang scratched his head, gritted his teeth for the last time and ran towards the direction of the crying, and at the same time said to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all a dream, it's all a dream."

Perhaps it was because of the lack of two liang of crotch, or because of the need to figure out the secrets of this space, Lao Tang's footsteps became faster than ever, as if flying close to the ground, rushing towards the location of the cry.

I don't know how long it took, the light became more and more dazzling, Old Tang passed through a boundary between light and darkness, and came to the white space on the other side.

A familiar boy was sitting in the center of this space with his legs hugged. The sound of crying came from the hugged boy and echoed in this space.

Old Tang walked over and stood beside the boy. He was very familiar with this boy. He had appeared in his dreams many times and asked Old Tang if he would eat him, but every time Old Tang answered no.

Facing the familiar child, Old Tang knelt down, gently stroked the boy's long and smooth hair, and kneaded the top of the boy's head into a bird's nest.

"Brother?" The boy's crying stopped. He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. His black eyes showed shock and joy. He held onto Old Tang's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

"I couldn't feel you anymore...and then I felt you again...you became different" The boy intermittently said his feelings, the whole space trembled slightly in his words, the boundary between light and shadow kept flickering, But Old Tang didn't care, he just squatted next to the boy, listening to his immature narration.

"I'm back. I may not be the same person I used to be, but we may still be brothers." Old Tang patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "According to that fellow Ender, he should have a way to rescue you too." , so we..."

boom!
Old Tang's words seemed to be some kind of taboo, the space that was calm just now shook, and the flat water under his feet was also choppy, with invisible waves hitting Old Tang's calf.

"What's the matter?" Old Tang saw the surface of the water under his feet, and his image was reflected on the mirror-like surface of the water, but in the depths, something seemed to be constantly moving.

A pair of golden vertical pupils gradually became clear under Old Tang's gaze, and at that moment, he finally saw the monster hidden under the surface of the water.

It was a giant dragon with black and red scales, four-legged and two-winged. It was different from the giant dragons Old Tang had seen in all fantasy monster illustrations or fantasy movies. It had the beard and slender figure of an oriental dragon. It also has the bat-like wings of the western dragon and the spur-like dragon horns.

Old Tang finally understood why Ander said that those dragons and the giant dragons in DND were two species, as long as one could tell with the naked eye, there was an essential difference between the two.

But at this time, Old Tang could no longer care about such trivial matters. He grabbed the hand of the boy next to him and wanted to take him away.

"It's too late, brother, he's coming to eat you." The boy closed his eyes in despair, two lines of hot tears fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)