Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Every step of the development of the battlefield so far has been within Ye Fan's expectations, and the old man's defeat is only a matter of time.

"roar...!"

The old man looked down at the tip of the sword on his chest in disbelief, dark golden blood dripping down the sword.

"That's really amazing! I never thought I could get hurt so badly even though I'm at SS level!"

Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked up to him, grasped the hilt of the sword, and twisted it hard.

The alchemical matrix on the sword flashed wildly and began to extract the dragon blood from the old man's body!

A fist-sized blood essence condensed on the tip of the sword, crystal clear and emitting an enchanting luster.

In the center of the blood essence, a dark golden dragon pill can be vaguely seen slowly rotating.

Ye Fan put the blood essence and dragon pill into his pocket, looked at the old man's gradually shriveled body, and said softly:

"Go to hell."

There was respect in his eyes. Half-bloods were like that. They admired the strong and also admired opponents of equal strength.

At least the old man gave him a satisfying battle and gave him two alchemical weapons.

Ye Fan was willing to watch the other person leave.

"Roar…"

The old man closed his eyes in unwillingness, and his body quickly shrunk and turned into a mummy.

All the dragon transformations brought about by the dragon pill disappeared at this moment, and all the power was taken back by the dragon pill.

Ye Fan looked at the dark golden sphere condensed on the hilt of the Blood Shadow Sword. The sphere was as big as half his palm and looked like a metal ping-pong ball.

But one can faintly see nine golden dragon souls wandering in the dragon pill. They manifest different forms and are roaring and screaming in the dragon pill at this moment.

"It truly is worthy of being a dynasty's top alchemical creation, capable of allowing an A-rank hybrid to reach the imperial level. Even if it were to directly degenerate into a deadpool, there's absolutely no such alchemical instrument on the market today!"

Ye Fan sighed, he knew clearly the value of Dragon Pill.

If the secret party knew that he had such a thing, they would definitely be willing to buy it even if he had to sell the entire secret party.

This is the world of mixed-bloods, where bloodline is paramount. SS-level mixed-bloods even exceed the aspirations and imaginations of most mixed-bloods today regarding bloodline.

Ange's top S-level bloodline is already the pinnacle of the mixed-blood society. If they knew that there was an alchemical device that could help A-level mixed-bloods reach SS level.

Then the entire mixed-blood society will definitely go crazy!

If someone can carry this alchemical creation, even if the Dragon King fights against it, he will have to consider whether he is a complete form.

"But I'll keep this thing to myself."

Ye Fan smiled and put the dragon pill back into his pocket.

Of course, he would never give this thing to the secret party. This organization is harsh towards dragons, but it still harbors too much filth.

He Ye Fan did not trust this place, and this place was not worthy of trust.

Rather than saying that this is an organization that protects the world, it is more like a tool used by warlords to assist dictatorship.

Ye Fan suddenly felt a burning sensation in his waist, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He looked down and saw that the pocket containing the dragon pill had been melted into a charred hole at some point.

What was even more horrifying was that the golden dragon pill had turned into sticky liquid metal and was quietly seeping into his skin through the damaged area.

Those dark golden fluids ignored the barriers of human tissues, penetrated the muscles as if they had life, and quickly spread throughout the body along the capillary network.

A strange feeling of warmth spread from his waist. This should have been a comfortable temperature, but it made the hairs on the back of Ye Fan's neck stand on end.

This thing contains nine next-generation dragon souls!

Even the Dragon King cannot guarantee that he can withstand it.

Unless it is a complete Dragon King, none of the eight broken kings can guarantee that they can defeat the nine next-generation species.

Ye Fan’s current bloodline is only SS level, although it is already very strong among the mixed-bloods, and can even stand shoulder to shoulder with the Dragon King!

But you can only stand side by side with him. If he really meets the complete Dragon King, he will have no choice but to run away!

And now he has to face something that is no less powerful than the complete Dragon King.

"Don't mess with me, Nima."

Ye Fan's cursing stopped abruptly.

The dark golden fluid suddenly burst out and covered his eyeballs in an instant.

The last thing I saw in my field of vision was a hazy dark gold.

The liquid metal transformed from the dragon pill proliferated wildly on the surface of the body, and eventually condensed into a three-meter-high dark golden giant egg.

His consciousness began to blur, and before he fell into complete darkness, he vaguely heard the sticky sound of metal crawling.

The dark golden eggshell seemed to have life, and it grew several metal tentacles.

These dark golden tentacles quickly explored the surroundings, and one of them touched the old man's body.

The moment it touched the old man, the dark golden tentacles opened up instantly and wrapped around the old man's entire body.

After just a few squirming movements, the dark golden tentacles retreated and slowly retracted into the giant egg.

And where the old man's body had been, only some residues left by the tentacles remained, which looked like gray ashes.

All the essence in the old man's body was taken away, and the same was true for all the bodies in the other warehouses.

After being touched by the dark golden tentacles, they were instantly swallowed and digested, and all the nutrients in them were brought back to the giant egg by the dark golden tentacles.

A large amount of nutrient solution now surged out from the originally empty giant egg, and quickly flowed into Ye Fan's body through his skin, mouth and nose.

The entire warehouse fell silent.

The only thing that could be considered as movement was the faint golden light emitted from the golden egg.

At this moment, the space inside the cocoon is filled with amber nutrient solution.

The humanoid creatures inside were constantly swallowing and spitting out energy, and as time passed, unique stripes slowly appeared on their skin.

Those lines flickered with his breathing, as if they were giving birth to something beyond common sense.

The entire warehouse was as silent as a tomb, with only the dull sound of a heartbeat coming from within the giant cocoon. Each beat made the dragon's might in the air grow thicker...

Chapter 27 Walking

Darkness. Darkness as thick as substance.

Ye Fan felt like he was floating in the chaos before the birth of the universe. His hearing, vision, and touch were all deprived, and only his consciousness was still drifting in the boundless void.

Until one moment, he heard footsteps - a muffled sound comparable to thunder, and every step caused ripples in the darkness.

When the first ray of golden light pierced the eternal night, Ye Fan's retina was almost burned.

The body of Qiuniu emerged from nothingness. It was as tall as ten stories. The outline of its ox-headed dragon body was outlined by flowing golden lines, and each scale was engraved with ancient cloud and thunder patterns.

He came walking out of the darkness.

It looks like a three-dimensional golden tattoo. It only has some simple lines, but it outlines the majesty of the dragon.

Those molten gold vertical pupils looked down at him, and Ye Fan's blood instantly boiled.

That was the fighting spirit that came from the dragon's blood, meaning that they had encountered an equally powerful opponent.

"I really miss it... the aura of the King."

The sound of Qiuniu was like tens of millions of bronze chimes vibrating at the same time.

Although complicated, it was miraculously unified in the end, shocking everyone.

Ye Fan saw sparks falling as the opponent's dragon whiskers fluttered, and those golden-red sparks drew brilliant tracks in the darkness.

"Ah, the aura of a king? Although Odin is one of the Four Great Kings, he probably doesn't deserve that title."

"After all, there should only be one king of your dragon clan, and that is Nidhogg."

Ye Fan said.

Of course he knew that the old bastard Odin would leave a mark on him.

After all, in the original book, Chu Zihang was also branded by Odin.

This old bastard won't miss any opportunity to get rid of his opponent.

"Odin, Nidhogg?"

Qiuniu tilted his head and murmured in confusion.

Ye Fan saw human doubts on the face of the half-dragon, half-ox creature.

"No way? You even forgot the king of your own race. Your dragon soul should be well preserved. Could it be that you lost your memory after being locked up for over a thousand years? Dragons should have very good memories."

Ye Fan said in confusion.

In his opinion, all dragons should either spit on Nidhogg or bow down to him and become his king when they hear his real name.

But what's wrong with this guy?

It’s bad enough that Odin doesn’t recognize him, but he doesn’t even recognize the ancestor of the dragon clan?

"The king of my race? That should be the one with the king's aura that I'm familiar with."

Qiuniu seemed to react and nodded with some reminiscence.

"Do you really have amnesia or are you faking it?"

Ye Fan was talking to the giant bull in front of him, but he was actually thinking about how to use his soul body to kill the other party.

He could sense the aura of several dragons reviving.

It was probably the dragon souls of the other nine sons. As an SS-level hybrid, he was confident that he could deal with the souls of the next generation without any problem.

And this time the seeding seems stupid, it should be solved better.

"I haven't lost my memory. It's just that the kingly aura you carry has brought back memories that should have been erased from my dragon soul."

"These are all unimportant matters. Hurry up. The world's consciousness is urging us to hasten the birth of a new king."

Ye Fan has already stepped in front of the Prison Ox Dragon Soul.