Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 146

The pitch-black hole seemed to be a layer of black mucous membrane.

Or tortoise jelly.

When Bailong penetrated into it, he could vaguely feel the tearing sensation outside his body. The person was supposed to be facing upwards, but in an instant, he reversed his orientation and changed it to facing downwards.

The Nibelungs unfolded before his eyes.

It was an island about the size of Japan's Honshu Island, shaped like a dragon's head.

Surrounded by silvery white "water".

Bailong turned his head, and he could see Jack, Mingu Mingu, and the boat coming out from behind, and a large amount of sea water and fish scattered and fell down.

They didn't have the strength of the white dragon, and they flew in different directions under the pulling force of the hole.

Bailong thought for a while, but ignored Jingong Mingtong.

Let her have a good adventure on the island alone, which is more atmospheric.

He fell toward the ground.

Getting closer and closer to a keel mountain.

When he was about to land, the white dragon turned over and stepped lightly on the dragon's ribs. The ground was charred black and no plants were seen.

The aura is denser than outside.

Is it all because of the dragon?
Bailong didn't need to look at it specially, he could catch a glimpse of the skeletons of dragons falling on the ground with a casual glance.

Each one is as huge as a mountain.

For example, the ribs under his feet are wide enough to allow several cars to run side by side. He took a few steps and slid down the curve of the ribs.

All the way down to the ground, he touched his chin, thinking about where to find the legendary gold and gems.

He is still interested in treasure hunting.

Not to mention the benefits brought by the treasure, just talking about treasure hunting and guessing the amount of the treasure is itself a kind of thing full of expectations.

Bai Long thought for a while, and noticed that there was a strange gaze behind him.

I was very surprised, there are still people in this treasure place?
……

Wait, what about people?
Elizabeth, who was hiding behind the dragon's ribs, widened her eyes. Looking at the empty field ahead, she felt a chill in her heart, as if she was not an enemy she could deal with.

but go back...

Thinking of the cruelty of that person, Elizabeth sighed lightly, tangled a little, and decided to bite the bullet and go back to report.

turn around.

When she found the disappearing person appeared in front of her eyes, she blinked, with a ghostly expression on her face, and shouted, "Ah!"

The man leaned back against the thick dragon ribs.

The bulging chest seemed to tear the neckline off.

Bai Long's eyes swept away, and the woman in front of him was dressed too gorgeously, a bit like a princess in a foreign medieval TV series.

The golden curly hair hangs over the shoulders, and the complexion is sickly white, which makes people doubt whether they are suffering from some kind of disease.

The body exudes an indescribable stench.

It can be smelled within ten meters.

He held his nose and took a step back.

This small step caused a serious psychological blow to Elizabeth.

She loves cleanliness, and since she was taken captive to this ghost place, she has no normal water to bathe in.

Drink silver-white dragon blood and bathe with dragon blood every day.

The smell of her body was something she had thought about before, but she didn't want to think about it deeply.

As long as I can't smell it and other people can't smell it, there is no strange smell.

And this cognition obviously doesn't apply to Bailong, an outsider.

He wasn't used to the strange smell.

"Kill you!" Elizabeth's eyes were full of grief and indignation. At this moment, she forgot the difference in strength, and just wanted to kill the rude people who disliked her taste.

Pieces of white scales quickly spread from the forehead to the cheeks, the chest, and spread to the limbs.

Even the pupils turned into golden vertical pupils.

"Roar!"

Elizabeth let out a dragon roar forward, kicked her feet, and threw her body forward brazenly.

From the roar, Bailong could probably know that this person's strength was around the five extraordinary realms.

Not a monster, more like being transformed into an inhuman existence by the ability of a monster.

He easily avoided Elizabeth's pounce, and slapped lightly on the spine.

Bang, Elizabeth only felt that the extremely violent power erupted from the opponent's palm, as if it was about to break the spine, and the pain made her quickly wake up from her anger.

Unable to keep upright, she quickly curled up and fell to the ground, crying, "Wooooooh."

Watching a lot of tears gushing from the golden vertical pupil.

Bai Long scratched his head and said helplessly, "Who told you to attack me, don't cry."

"Woooo!"

It's okay not to comfort her, but once comforted, Elizabeth felt that years of grievances burst out at this moment, and she couldn't stop her tears at all.

Back then, she was also the sun king's favorite princess, and she was captured by that damned dragon to this ghostly place. She didn't want anything, and she had to wipe the dragon's scales for that damned dragon every day.

She wanted to commit suicide several times, but she didn't have the courage, hoping to escape one day.

"No way, if you want to cry, then cry here, I'll go first."

Bai Long didn't want to continue listening to this annoying cry, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

Elizabeth took a deep breath, stopped crying, and quickly said: "Wait, brave knight."

"I'm not a knight, my name is Bailong, besides, how can you speak Japanese?"

"Maybe it has something to do with dragon blood."

Elizabeth could only attribute the reason to the relationship with dragon blood. Drinking those all the year round caused some changes in her body.

The ability to quickly understand other languages ​​is nothing compared to those mutations.

"My name is Elizabeth Therese de Bourbon, the princess of the Bourbon dynasty. I was taken captive by the evil red dragon to the Nibelungen. I hope you can save me from here. The Bourbon dynasty will be grateful."

After hearing her words, Bai Long had a complicated expression on his face. After thinking about it, he still said truthfully: "Bourbon has perished for many years."

"Eh?!" Elizabeth's face was full of confusion. The mighty Bourbon dynasty perished?
How can there be such absurd things...

Elizabeth suddenly lost the motivation to leave. Her unchanging appearance and boring life day after day had already blurred her perception of time.

I always thought that it hadn't been many years since I was taken away.

But the other party's answer shattered the thought in her heart, and she stood there blankly.

She experienced what it's like to be a puppy that's been abandoned by its owner.

Bai Long scratched his head and said, "Even if I don't want any reward, I'm still interested in slaying dragons, and I can help you get out of here."

The darkness in Elizabeth's heart was pierced by the light, and she said with a face full of emotion: "I always thought that chivalry was a lie.

Unexpectedly, there are actually knights in the world. "

"You are my Lord Knight!"

Excited, she wanted to step forward and hug the knight.

Bai Long took two steps back, raised his hand and said, "Don't be so exaggerated, I'm just helping out."

The smile on Elizabeth's face froze when he stepped back, and the golden vertical pupil revealed a trace of resentment.

At this time, you shouldn't put aside the taste and accept her kindness...

"Hey, let's talk about the red dragon. I heard from Jack that the Nibelungen should be the habitat where the dragon died. Why is there still a red dragon alive?"

Bai Long quickly diverted his attention with questions.

As soon as Elizabeth heard about the business, she didn't continue to worry about her own smell, and replied: "The Nibelungen is actually a battlefield."

……

Countless giant dragon corpses piled up inside the basin, and the flesh and blood had long since disappeared, only the pale skeleton remained undamaged by the years.

Jingu Mingtong stood on the edge of the basin, looked down at the "Sea of ​​Bones" below, and exclaimed, "How many dragons died?"

Sighing a little, she thought there must be treasure inside.

It is said that dragons like gold, and there must be gold where they die.

Maybe she can swim in the golden ocean ahead of the idiot dragon and the others.

Thinking of the idiot dragon, Akihito Jingomiya thought of her confident appearance again.

"Ah! I really want to die!"

Jingong Mingtong covered her face with her hands, why did she do such a behavior.

I really shouldn't have listened to Qiansha's words and made such a misunderstanding.

I really want to have a time machine that can jump to the self in the kayak and stab the past self.

She patted her cheeks with her small hands, decided not to think about that, and hurriedly trot into the group of dragon corpses.

A series of interlaced keels obscured the light of the sky, allowing the occasional light to appear in the shape of a sharp sword.

The air was exceptionally cool.

After running for a while, she stopped, and her spiritual sense caught someone approaching around her.

The spirit pattern of the left hand emerged, and the flame blade appeared in the palm.

When she landed on the island, she retracted the flame blade into her body.

After all, her current light blue one-piece swimsuit is paired with an orange life jacket.

There is no place to hang a knife on the waist.

Holding the flame blade with his left hand, Jingong Mingtong did not have a passive defense, kicked his foot, and used Floating Light to quickly move forward.

After a while, the appearance of an enemy appeared in front of her eyes.

Apart from the hair, it is all covered with white dragon scales, without a dragon's tail, and has golden vertical pupils.

The clothes on his body can vaguely be seen to be luxurious, but it is a few years old, and many places are scratched, revealing the white dragon scales inside.

From the bulging part, it can be concluded that it is probably a woman. Judging from the opponent's posture, it seems that she wants to hide and approach quickly.

"Don't move, who are you?" Relying on her fast speed, Jingong Mingtong circled directly behind her, and the flame blade was unsheathed silently, and rested on the neck wrapped in dragon scales.

The hard dragon scale is no harder than a piece of paper under the blade of the flame blade, and blood gushes out after a slight cut.

"The one who kills you!"

With a growl, she wanted to turn and attack.

Jingong Mingtong was not polite, and cut her head horizontally with the knife to the right, and blood spurted out.

The head that fell to the ground has not died yet, but it turned its head, stared at Jingu Mingtong, and said in a vicious tone that almost cursed: "You will come down to accompany me soon, and His Majesty the Great Red Dragon will avenge me ,hehe!"

After laughing, this one still didn't close his eyes, keeping that smug smile on his face.

Jingong Mingtong retracted the knife and murmured: "Your Majesty the Red Dragon? Interesting, there are still dragons in the world."

She is very interested in dragon slaying.

Dragon Slayer Warrior, this title sounds very prestigious.

Jingu Mingtong used Floating Light to speed up and move forward.

In the next second, she rushed into the depths of the keel where there was no sunlight, but the surrounding environment did not fall into darkness, and a large number of unknown gemstones released light.

Light up the gold laid on the ground.

The golden light and the brilliance of gemstones are entangled with each other, making the darkness lose its terror.

"Oh!"

Jingong Mingtong squatted down, picked up a handful of gold coins with one hand, the palm was not big enough, a gold coin slipped from the palm, and collided with the gold coins on the ground, making a tinkling sound.

Waking up the red dragon sleeping in Jinshan, a pair of eyes slowly opened, and the huge golden vertical pupils were like bright moons, shining brightly in the dark.

Jingong Mingtong raised his head and said enthusiastically, "Are you a dragon?"

"Humanity."

The deep voice seems to come from the distant past, carrying the heaviness of history.

A large number of gold coins tumbled downward, like waves on the surface of the sea.

The huge red dragon stood up from Jinshan, and the distance between the golden vertical pupil and the bright pupil of Jingu was getting farther and farther, and finally reached about a hundred meters, "Do you want to plunder my treasure?"

"Not only treasures, but also spiritual tools that are said to be able to revive dead dragons, and the title of Dragon Slayer Warrior. I am interested in both."

Jingu Mingtong answered the other party's question truthfully.

"Ha ha!"

The red dragon laughed loudly, "I haven't heard such a funny joke for a long time, who do you think I am?"

"You are the Red Dragon."

"Wrong, I am the Yanlong King who wiped out all the dragons!"

He raised his head, and spread his wings to the air. Just like that, the violent hurricane rolled up, and swept away all the keels that blocked the sun.

The light shines from the gap, illuminating the extremely beautiful dragon scales, bright red like fire.

The huge membranous wings are as thin as the wings of a cicada, so that the meridians on it fall in the eyes of others, and they are no different from the decorative lines.

His head was close to the lizard and magnified several times, forming a huge sense of oppression.

"I killed all the dragon bones you saw on the island."

"Why do you want to kill those of the same kind?"

The Red Dragon King, who was going to show off his strength, was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to answer.

It's like showing off to others that you don't blink when you kill people, but the other party asks you if you don't blink, will your eyes dry.

The train of thought is no longer on one channel at all.

The Red Dragon King thought for a while, and said truthfully: "They thought that my resurrection of my wife was an excuse, but the real purpose was to use the sacred staff to order all the ancient dragons who passed away.

Stop me, so I have to kill. "

"It turns out that from the perspective of a dragon, you should be a heinous and evil dragon."

"History is always written by the winner. As long as I can find someone who can liberate the sacred rod, I can resurrect the dead dragon and lead the dragon army to conquer the world!"

The Yanlong King confided his ambitions, and was somewhat tired of staying in the Nibelungen all day.

I can't talk to those princesses who have turned into dragons.

It's rare to have a greedy and interesting human being who doesn't mind saying a few more words before killing the other party.

Jingong Mingtong complained: "You don't want to resurrect your wife at all, do you?"

"Seizing power always requires some fig leaf."

The Yanlong King didn't feel ashamed, instead he looked proud, "By the way, why don't you give it a try and see if you can control the sacred stick."

"Everything will return to the dust, the flame blade."

Jingu Mingtong didn't want to continue talking nonsense, so he pulled out the knife, and the raging flames burst from the blade, quickly weaving into an orange fire suit and covering his body.

Yanlong King smiled, "Haha, you are really unlucky, the ability of the spiritual tool is actually fire."

"Any flame is food before me."

"Then see if you can eat my flame!"

Jingong Mingtong kicked his foot, jumped up suddenly, and slashed down with a saber, "Huanghuang Yan Slash!"

　PS: Damn, Maozi's Wagner is actually reversed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)