I killed dragons to become dragons

The sky was dark, and large dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if they were about to be pressed down at any time; there was a faint sound of muffled thunder in the distance.

A dragon is entrenched on the purple-black land on the top of the mountain. After a while, a figure appeared at the end of the mountain road. The dragon opened his scarlet eyes and stared at the uninvited guest.

"I thought it was the villagers at the foot of the mountain who came to deliver the offerings, but it turned out to be a desperate brave man." It stood up and spread its wide wings.

The person who came was wearing armor and held a large steel sword in his hand; his expression was hidden in the beard on his face, and his specific age could not be seen.

Long noticed the intricate patterns on the back of the big sword, and let out a sneer: "The nobles give the sword, and if I kill me, I can get the Hero Medal - it seems that you are the strongest hero, right? What's your name?"

The brave man did not answer, and he took his sword and slashed at the dragon; the dragon quickly raised his front claws to block the attack. The metal and the dragon armor collided and made a "dang" sound, and the hero jumped back to the place by the reaction force.

The dragon grinned, revealing sharp teeth: "I remember, people call you 'Brain Reincarnation' - don't look at me staying on the mountain all day, the rumors in the village at the foot of the mountain can flow into my ears - Your skills are really good, but unfortunately you can't become Brian, who was the top hero who defeated the ancient dragon, and you will be buried in my stomach."

After that, the dragon stretched out its front claws and grabbed the brave man; the brave man dodged sideways, took a sword, and hid by the side of the dragon. Before the brave man could gain a firm foothold, the dragon tail had already swept over; the brave man leaped to avoid the attack.

While fighting against the brave, the dragon carefully looked at the brave: "You don't actually become a dragon. I have killed many top heroes, and their dragon scales almost cover their faces."

"Why do you need to be the lackeys of the nobility? The brave can only change the title of 'honorary nobility' if they slay dragons with their lives. The real upper-class nobles don't look down on you at all. The dragon transformation is irreversible. Once the dragon transformation exceeds a certain limit, they will Aim your sword at you."

Taking advantage of the dragon's unpreparedness, the brave man left a scratch on it, and the dragon flicked his tail, pulling the distance between himself and the brave man.

Long said: "As long as the dragon is slaughtered, it is inevitable to be contaminated with dragon blood. The brave will either be buried in the dragon's belly, or the dragon will be processed to the limit. The nobles have dug a hole, and they can trick you into jumping in with a little fame and fortune; of course, life is bright and beautiful. , Beloved by others, if you die, you will have nothing! You are very powerful, but I advise you to stop being a hero and do whatever else you want! You can still be saved, and I don't want to kill you today, so let's go !"

The brave man stopped attacking, squinted his eyes and looked at the dragon and said, "You are not a dragon, and the dragon doesn't talk so much."

The dragon froze in place, some memory fragments of Fengchen reappeared in its mind, it laughed, the laughter was almost the same as the roar, the deafening roar cut through the air, and the earth trembled.

The hero did not show any signs of fear. He spread his legs to stabilize the lower plate and assumed an attacking stance.

The roar gradually ceased, and the dragon looked at the brave man and said, "You are very keen, indeed, I was not a dragon in the beginning, I was transformed into a human dragon. My original name was Geral Braine, the winner of the Hero Medal, the fifth The hero who defeated the Elder Dragon 'Destruction' ten years ago."

Seeing that the brave man did not move, the dragon continued: "It is said that Brian vanished after defeating 'Destruction', and there is even a saying that Brian and the dragon perished together, but he did not die, he just turned into an evil dragon, all day long. Massacre the people he once protected!"

"Are you finished?"

A cold light flashed, and the dragon couldn't block it, and the brave man cut a wound at the root of his front paw.

"You can't defeat Destruction," said the brave man. "Destruction killed hundreds of thousands of people, not just a human being."

The dark red dragon blood flowed out from the blade, and the dragon made a shrill cry, flapping its wings and soaring into the air. The strong airflow brought up the sand and stones, and suddenly the brave man couldn't stand up straight.

The dragon's roar echoed through the mountains with the roar of thunder. The muscles on the hero's face moved, revealing an ugly sneer.

Furious, the dragon swooped towards the brave man.

Like a cellar that had been sealed in the dark for many years, the lid was suddenly lifted, and the long-dormant memory reappeared in the dragon's mind.

To earn the Hero Medal, a top hero must slay the strongest and worst dragon in the world.

When he became a top hero, Brain's dragonization level was already very high. The black dragon scales spread from his neck all the way to his chin, making it even more eerie. Although the glory and money brought by the Hero Medal cannot be added, Brian is no longer suitable to continue slaughtering dragons. No one can guarantee that he will not be contaminated with dragon blood in the next dragon slaying mission, and the real dragon will turn into an evil dragon.

Even though the nobles repeatedly rejected his request to retire, he continued to apply upwards. Brian also has a beautiful wife and a pair of children, and he doesn't want to be a hero anymore.

When Brian returned with a faucet for the last time, a small group of people blocked his way halfway.

Blaine judged from the style of their armor that they were private soldiers of the nobles.

"You don't have to go back." The leader said, pulling out the steel knife around his waist.

Brain threw down the cloth bag with the faucet, took out his long sword and took a stance, and asked, "Why do you want to kill me?"

"The nobles don't need heroes who can't kill dragons, and of course they don't even need heroes who can become dragons."

As soon as the private soldiers swarmed up, Brian fell into the shadow of swords and swords in the blink of an eye.

"Did you kill other heroes who disappeared mysteriously?" he asked loudly.

"Otherwise? Or do you want to let you monsters go back to the human world? God knows when you will turn into dragons and eat us back!"

Blaine was so angry that he almost broke his back molars. He swung his sword vigorously, knocking down two or three at once. But no matter how skilled he is, Brian is outnumbered after all, and it is gradually difficult to resist attacks from all directions.

A steel knife suddenly stabbed into his upper arm, causing Brain to feel pain and stop moving; the next moment, he felt a chill in his abdomen, and a huge sense of relief suddenly swept through his body, and Brain finally collapsed.

"I penetrated his kidneys, this guy is helpless, let's go!" The leader kicked Brian contemptuously, and then disappeared from the latter's field of vision.

Body temperature is slowly lost with blood, and there is only one way to survive.

Blaine forcibly endured the pain and crawled towards the cloth bag he had left behind, trembling and untying the knot.

He raised the dragon head, the stench and sticky dragon blood smashed his face with rotten flesh, and his vision was covered with a layer of blood red...

This is Brain's last memory as a human being. When he woke up, he had turned into a dragon, and the original injury had long since disappeared.

The evil dragon "Destruction" disappeared at that time, and the nobles attributed it to Brian, claiming that Brian and "Destruction" perished together, and awarded him the only heroic medal in history.

The dragon and the brave fought for more than ten rounds. The dragon's offensive was extremely violent, its sharp claws stretched out, and the brave man took a solid blow on his chest. As the breastplate shattered and scattered, the brave man flew backwards, but soon he adjusted his posture in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

"Huh? How are you all right?"

Long took a closer look and noticed that the hero's chest was covered with a layer of fine dark purple scales.

"Sure enough, you have become a dragon. I guess your entire torso is covered with dragon scales!" The dragon snorted a "hum" from his nostrils, "Don't you understand? If this goes on, I will be Your end! Is the hero medal so important to you?"

"It has nothing to do with it," said the brave, "I just want to kill you."

Long Yi was stunned, as if he saw himself when he was young: pure and kind, not yet fascinated by fame and fortune, just want to use the dragon slaying to prove his ability and protect the compatriots around him...

"Innocent! Hahahaha..." Long Yangtian laughed wildly.

Suddenly, the brave man took advantage of his unpreparedness and shot a hook from his waist.

The hooked claws were firmly embedded in the scales on the dragon's neck. With the rapid recovery of the iron ropes of the hooked claws, the dragon was pulled into the air. The brave man raised the big sword with both hands and slashed straight down...

The dragon fell to the ground, blood gushing from the knife on his neck. It saw the figure of the hero silently in the center of the scarlet field of vision.

"...Stay away from me," the dragon opened his mouth with difficulty, blood oozing from its teeth and dripping to the ground, "don't get my blood on it."

"Why don't you dodge that sword?" the brave man asked.

why? Maybe it's just being a dragon.

The dragon has no strength to answer, and its thoughts slowly drift back to more than fifty years ago, when he was still called Brian. He pushed open the familiar door and walked into the house: his son Paul and daughter Misha were playing in the hall, and his wife Irene was coming out of the kitchen with dishes.

"Brien, thank you for your hard work." Irene smiled.

The dragon's eyes dimmed.

The brave man stood there, his whole body bathed in dragon blood. The pitch-black dragon scales quickly climbed up his cheeks along his neck.

The dull thunder gradually turned into an explosive thunder, and lightning bolts scurried in the black clouds like silver snakes. Amid the thunder and lightning, a dragon's roar suddenly burst out. The roar carried the breath of ancient times, as if it had been poised for a long time, shaking the mountain for a while. In the light of lightning, a huge dragon shadow covered the entire mountain.

"Finally changed back." "Destruction" flapped his wings, enjoying the pleasure of power swimming in the blood.

Eat less people next time, it thought.

Since its birth, dragons and humans are two kinds of intelligent creatures of the same origin. Since a person drenched in too much dragon blood will become a dragon, conversely, a dragon drenched in too much human blood will also become a human.

"Stupid humans."

'Destruction' glanced at the corpse on the hill and flew into the distance.