Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"...Lord God?"

Facing the silent Mercer, Rachel asked cautiously.

"Don't worry about them." Mercer snorted and continued to move forward: "——I have one more thing."

"Please speak."

"During the funeral for Guru, I asked everyone to close their eyes and be silent for 10 minutes."

He glanced at Rachel and said, "Publish this matter. I want everyone in the Ice Vein Snowfield to know the news."

"...I understand, Lord Kami."

Rachel didn't understand Mercer's intention, but she still chose to execute it obediently.

Chapter 3: Funeral

A week after Mercer's return, the funeral was held as scheduled.

Forging people do not require any gorgeous ceremony. For them, the most romantic funeral is to be buried with precious metals.

But now there are hundreds of people standing outside the cave. Most of them are lynx people who are forged or integrated with the forged people. Among them are a few people who came down by spaceship from the floating island not far away.

Not far from this group of people, Mercer also stood among them, quietly looking at the front of the cave.

——Where he looked, there was a huge furnace, which was used for calcining metal.

In front of the stove is a rectangular coffin. The coffin is made of special metal and can withstand high temperatures.

Lying inside the coffin was Gulu's body. He closed his eyes peacefully, as if he was asleep.

"...Gulu, the leader of the Turen clan, has spent more than half of his life serving Lord Black Dragon..."

The person who read the memorial recited Gulu's past according to the script. After a long and boring time, the formal funeral finally began.

The blacksmiths lifted the coffin and brought it to the front of the furnace. Then, the blacksmiths and the bobcats placed the metals next to him. After a while, he was surrounded by all kinds of metals: gold, orichalcum. , hematite... With Mercer's permission, there was even a part of the Nirvana alloy.

At this moment, Forgehair came out and took out a familiar item from his pocket, which was Mercer's former scales.

——Seeing this, Mercer suddenly remembered that in order to conquer the blacksmiths, he gave this scale that he could grow casually to Gulu. It was just to fool them. Unexpectedly, Gulu still kept this scale until now. thing.

Under Mercer's gaze, people lit a fire, and the furnace burning at a certain temperature would not burn the coffin, but would only melt most of the metal inside the coffin.

Seeing the flames burning the coffin red, someone finally couldn't help it and began to cry.

For a moment, a feeling of sadness spread throughout the entire place.

——Feeling the surrounding aura, Mercer's expression did not change at all. He thought this should have moved him, but for some reason Mercer couldn't feel even a trace of sadness rising in him.

"Everyone, please close your eyes and observe 10 minutes of silence."

The funeral director standing in front of the stove looked at everyone, then closed his eyes, clasped his hands and prayed devoutly.

Everyone also lowered their heads, closed their eyes, and waited silently.

Mercer also closed his eyes and remained silent.

......

There was a slight sound of footsteps, rushing towards Mercer.

Mercer immediately opened his eyes and looked at the hunters who were attacking them with a fierce expression.

He didn't care about the people present at all, and stretched out his hand to hit his legs.

The first one to rush forward was a hunter with two swords, followed closely by a hunter with a spear.

The giant palm struck down, and then the double-sword hunter speeded up to dodge, while the spear hunter raised his shield to block Mercer's palm, but there was only a clear sound of bone cracking, and the spear hunter twisted his arm and flew backwards. .

The double-sword hunter quickly came under Mercer, looked at the armor he was wearing, gritted his teeth with the knife and thrust it hard into the gap in the armor.

——Mercer's current body is too big. Although he has gained unparalleled powerful strength, the disadvantage is that his flexibility in facing small creatures has decreased, just like it is difficult for humans to swat a fly to death.

But in other words, it is almost impossible for a fly to kill a human, not to mention that Mercer is not a human at all.

"Ow!"

After the hunter appeared, the entire funeral should have been in chaos, but they repeatedly predicted it and quickly built a line of defense to isolate the funeral from the place where the hunter and Mercer were fighting.

At the same time, among the people other than Teng Ren, there were many people who tore off their clothes and had black scales growing all over their bodies. They were black people in disguise.

"——Oops, it's a trap!"

After seeing this, the hunters' faces changed drastically, but they still rushed forward, feeling the will to die in their hearts through the black mist Mercer.

Mercer didn't stop either. He flicked his hind limbs and threw the double-sword hunter away, throwing him right into the black crowd.

"Forehead!"

The double-knife hunter's face was distorted for a moment after being hit. Then he looked at the black man who was rushing toward him with a look of despair. He pulled out a knife and slashed, but at the same time, he also saw a bow hunter running to the entrance of the volcano cave.

The bow hunter pulled out five arrows, each arrow exuding a faint green smoke. He shot the arrows into the sky and then landed around Mercer, exploding into even denser smoke.

"These cigarettes..."

Mercer felt that his sight was completely obscured by the smoke, and when he poked his head out of the black mist, he also felt that the information fed back by the black mist was extremely confusing. Repeatedly, every scale powder around him had drunk high-concentration alcohol. generally.

"Run!" When Mercer was covered in smoke, the double-knife hunter slashed open the black man in front of him. At the same time, he threw out another knife stained with Mercer's blood. The bow hunter held it and turned around immediately. Escape.

The next moment, Mercer spread his wings and waved hard, and the surrounding smoke instantly dispersed. But when he looked at the smoke that was blown farther away, and the hunter who fled into the cave with a knife, flashes of light flashed in his eyes. A glimmer of clarity:

"I see, this is your purpose."

He swept through the crowd, and saw a spear hunter flying in the distance, a double sword hunter who was surrounded... no, I should say a single sword hunter, a bow hunter who escaped, as well as tachi and big sword hunters. Inside, Mercer felt the will to die from them.

"You are trying your best to challenge me just to get some blood from me?"

Mercer slowly raised his hand and made a strange posture. Seeing the black hair behind the scene and everyone else, they quickly held the outside of the stove and fixed it with force.

call!

Then, Mercer's arm suddenly swung down, all his strength concentrated in one point, and with the sound of breaking wind, his palm hit the ground in front of him.

boom!

Only a loud noise was heard, and fine cracks appeared on the ground where Mercer's palm struck, followed by violent vibrations that spread to the surroundings. The bodies of everyone present shook unbalanced. on the ground.

However, when the hunters were about to get up and fight again, they found that the group of blacks were lying on the ground, rushing toward them like wild beasts.

"Don't kill them, leave them alive."

Mercer said calmly, and then looked at them indifferently as they were surrounded by black people, making miserable screams.

Chapter 321: Cyst

——Not long after, the hunters were captured alive by the black men and were pinned to the ground unable to move.

Mercer ignored them, but after casually glancing at the hunters, he looked in the direction of the fire:

"The funeral is over, you can go back." He said to Tie Mao.

Then he raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar!"

The sound echoed throughout the ice-veined snowfield, and even spread to the floating islands flying near the snowfield.

After doing this, which was unknown to others, he turned to look at the hunters.

With a casual hook, the black man came to him with a hunter.

"Who asked you to come?" Mercer asked calmly. In response, the hunter showed a ferocious expression and spat in Mercer's direction.

Mercer's face turned cold, and black mist filled his body, as if it was turning into tentacles and attacking him.

However, even if the black mist touches his body, it cannot cause real harm.

"......Oh?"

Mercer stared at the hunter, examined him for a while and then ordered: "Take off his armor."

Hearing this, the black man immediately pulled off his armor, but at the same time the hunter struggled hard until the breastplate came off, revealing a cyst hanging on his chest.

Mercer asked the black man to hold him firmly, and he reached out to pick up the bag and crushed it in his hands, revealing the substance filled with green smoke.

He could clearly feel that these substances could disrupt the pheromones he used when controlling the black mist, so as to protect Mercer's black mist.

"Hmph...no wonder."

Throwing out the smoke-emitting substance in his hand, Mercer let the black mist pour into the hunter's injury. Immediately, the hunter let out a painful wail.

"Uh-ah..."

The hunter clenched his fists and was covered in cold sweat. Every muscle in his body was exerting force, but his limbs were held down by the black man, unable to move.

Mercer didn't stop until black mist spread all over the hunter.

"Who asked you to come?" Mercer stretched out a sharp claw, raised the hunter's chin, and forced him to stare at him, not caring about the blood flowing from his chin.

"I have no idea."

As soon as the hunter finished speaking, Mercer's claws scratched across his face, leaving a deep blood mark.

But to the hunter's horror, he found that the scar on his face stopped bleeding quickly, and after an itching, the pain disappeared.

"Don't think that death is your liberation. With my ability, your body's recovery ability will be greatly improved. No matter what, you can't die." Mercer's voice came to the hunter's ears, and then Mercer continued to ask: "I ask again, who asked you to come?"

"...I really don't know." The hunter trembled: "After you, the monster, occupied the floating island, we could only wander around on the ground until we were discovered by a spacecraft not long ago. They entrusted me with a mission, which is to come here to collect your blood..."

Feeling the emotion coming from the hunter, Mercer nodded vaguely.

...does not smell of deception, is the truth.

——At the same time, Rachel also heard the sound of fighting and came to Mercer in a spaceship.

"Lord God!"

Rachel came to Mercer's side. Mercer ignored her and continued: "Since someone else ordered you to do this, how can you leave me after you achieve your goal?"

"..." The hunter fell into silence, he was unwilling to tell Mercer.

So Mercer controlled the black mist to destroy his body tissues, and the hunter suddenly let out a twisted and painful scream:

"Ahhhhhh-stop, I say! I say!"

Mercer did not stop immediately, and continued for a while after the hunter begged for mercy. He only stopped controlling the black mist when he was exhausted.

"... They said that you are already the public enemy of all mankind, and mankind will never be free without you. So after doing this, our family will receive generous benefits."

The hunter's whole body was already wet with sweat, and Mercer sneered at this: "So, you are risking your life for a mission that cannot be guaranteed?"

"..."

"Then let me change the question. After you get my blood, how do you take it back?"

"Use a bird... The man gave us a tamed bird, and it left here with your blood."

After hearing these words, Rachel was shocked, turned to others and said: "Discharge the lynx team and take off immediately. Don't let any birds leave here..."

"——Ahem, it's too late." The hunter coughed twice and looked at Rachel with a mocking expression: "You are obviously a human, why are you so anxious?"

After hearing these words, Rachel's face darkened. This was something she had been struggling with. Everything she had done over the years was all because of the fear of Mercer's strength and the desire to restore her eyesight. Until she had put these feelings aside. Became a habit.

In this regard, Mercer was very leisurely, which made the hunter who showed a mocking look feel uneasy.

"You seem to have forgotten whose territory this is."

Mercer glanced at him, and his inhuman yet humanly sarcastic vertical pupils made the hunter feel that all his thoughts were being probed.

...At the same time, on the other side, a bow hunter walked out of the cave in embarrassment. He held the knife in his hand and looked at the surrounding scenery.

This is the other side of the volcano, right in the middle of a jungle.

This was not an accident. In the past few days, they used the complex terrain inside the volcano to disguise themselves as workers and lurked for several days to learn the nearest route.

When the bow hunter fled, he had already collected the blood on the knife and stored it in a bottle. Next, he only had to wait for the bird to fly over.

Thinking of this, the bowhunter whistled, making a sharp and urgent sound, and then a flying bird came in front of him.

The bow hunter showed joy, tied a small bottle containing blood to the bird's leg, and waited for it to fly away.

However, the accident happened here. The flying bird was unwilling to take off no matter what. It just beat on the ground, its body trembling from time to time, as if it was afraid of something.

what happened......