far away.
Cold rain beat against the village's thatched roofs and formed trickles on the muddy paths.
Mist spreads out from the forest, blurring the outline of the mill in the distance into a blurry gray shadow.
And next to this village.
There is a meandering river.
Maybe it's because of the rain at the moment.
Bubbles continued to rise one after another on the surface of the water.
Among them, the fish at the bottom of the water are floating on the surface one after another, and they are competing to swallow bubbles.
And beside the river.
There were several shirtless young men catching fish with simple harpoon baskets.
A young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old was standing by the river bank. His dark golden curly hair was wet and sticking to his face. The water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair slipped past the tip of his nose and fell into the water.
The most striking thing are his eyes.
It was a rare purple-grey color, like clouds accumulating before a rainstorm.
Unlike other teenagers who fish in spearfishing baskets.
He didn't use any fishing tools in his hands and looked at the river in front of him.
He jumped directly into the water.
In just a few breaths, he easily caught two plump fish, each weighing three kilograms.
Then, he throws the prey to the shore with precision.
From the outside.
There is not much difference between this boy and other boys.
But in the perspective of Hu Qi Blade Tempering Eye.
The opponent's vitality and blood are more than ten times that of the ordinary boy beside him.
It's like Fierce Beast wearing a human form.
This situation has even surpassed that of ordinary Sequence Nine professionals.
Moreover, although this boy's body looks similar to that of ordinary people, there are certain differences.
And the reason for all this.
All because of the rich dragon blood in the opponent's body.
in short.
Put it in nicer words.
This person should be a mixed breed, half Dragon Person.
To put it bluntly, it is a hybrid born between a human and a dragon.
This is why Hu Qi was surprised.
The size of the dragon is tens to hundreds of times that of a human being.
The two can actually ignore reproductive isolation and mate to produce offspring.
Not to mention anything else, dragons are egg-laying, while humans are viviparous.
So how was this bastard born?
To be honest, he was really curious about this.
Of course, Hu Qi didn't really take these to heart.
As a world with Supernatural Power.
This idea is simply unrealistic and makes no sense.
In the face of the extraordinary, these questions don't matter.
There's no telling if the giant dragon can take the form of a human, or if there's any way to do it.
He did not delve into this.
At this time.
A strong wind blew.
The leaves swayed.
The figure of Hu Qi standing on it had disappeared from the spot at some point.
Beside the stream, water splashes.
"Weil! Your ability to catch fish is amazing! How do you do it? Teach us!"
Several teenagers surrounded the blond boy, that is, Weil during the fishing process.
Everyone gathered around.
His eyes were staring straight at the fish flapping in his hand, his face full of envy.
This is the countless time they have witnessed Weil's 'magic fishing skills', but they find it incredible every time they watch it.
They know only too well how cunning the fish in this river are.
It's not like no one has tried this method.
But as a result, he was either slapped with water by the fish's tail, or he choked and coughed, unable to even touch the fish scales.
"Well, I really can't explain it. I just grabbed it casually."
Weil smiled.
"Maybe. It's innate."
"Tch, cheapskate!"
Regarding what Weil said, the teenagers booed in unison, obviously not believing this statement.
However, as a playmate who grew up with him, he also knew that Weil was very agile, so he didn't take it too seriously.
To this.
Weil just shrugged helplessly.
After all, this is indeed the truth.
For others, entering a river and catching fish with bare hands may be difficult.
But for him, catching fish is as easy as breathing.
But similar scenes have been played out too many times, and he is too lazy to explain them again.
Because this kind of thing happened not once or twice.
He discovered early on that he was different from the rest of his peers.
For example, things that are difficult for ordinary people to do are easy for him.
His strength and speed are far beyond normal people.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter how well-protected other children are, they will inevitably catch colds and fevers several times.
But he is different.
Even if you are naked in winter, you will not feel any cold.
Therefore, he didn't understand how just a little bit of cold could make people sick.
He also once asked his father why he was different from other children.
But for that.
His father had no explanation.
Just let him behave like a normal person.
Don't show too much specialness.
This is the reason why he has stayed in the village and never left here to go out and explore.
However, it is easier for young people to show off. After possessing strength that far exceeds that of normal people, it is naturally impossible not to show off at all.
This is inevitable.
"Alas! I don't know when dad will let me leave the village!"
Weil sighed.
His dream is to become a knight.
Unfortunately, his father wouldn't let him leave at all.
This gave him the feeling that it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw.
"It's getting late. I'm going back first. I still have to cook for dad. You guys should divide the fish. You should go back early."
Weil looked at the sky.
Watching the rain getting heavier and heavier.
He waved to his friends and pointed to the few remaining fish on the ground.
Then.
As his friends thanked him, he turned around and left with the fish in hand.
The rain gradually became denser, hitting my face with a chill.
In order to get home quickly, he turned into an alley.
——Click, click.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the rainy alley.
Suddenly, Weil's ears moved.
He heard another footsteps besides his own.
He looked up reflexively.
What he saw was a blurry figure walking towards him in the rain.
Although they were not far apart, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.
As the distance got closer, Weil felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and his chest seemed to be grasped by invisible hands.
The moment they passed each other, the man suddenly looked up.
In the rain curtain, a pair of Crimson's cross-shaped pupils were piercing through, so cold that there was no trace of warmth.
Weil's consciousness became muddled at this moment.
I don't know how much time has passed.
——Boom!
suddenly.
Above the sky.
There was a silver-white lightning that tore through the clouds like a sharp blade, and the thunder that followed made people's eardrums tremble.
In the rain curtain, Weil's frozen figure suddenly shivered.
"Strange. Why am I standing here in a daze?"
He shook his wet blond hair, and when he looked around, an inexplicable sense of dissonance lingered in his heart.
It seemed as if something important had been forgotten.
But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't get the slightest clue.
Snap! Snap!
At this time
The two fish he was holding suddenly struggled violently, and their tails hit the falling rainwater, causing water droplets to splash everywhere.
Seeing this, Weil recovered his thoughts.
"Forget it, since I can't remember it, I won't."
He wiped the rain off his face.
"Go back and cook for dad first. If you are late, you will be beaten again."
Think of the consequences.
He shuddered.
He quickly ran forward.
soon.
He returned to the front door of his house.
This is a low wooden house, with various farm tools such as sickles, hoes, shovels, etc. densely hung on the rough log walls.
There was an unfinished plow resting on the anvil at the door, and rust mixed with soot left dark red traces on the dirt floor.
That's right, this is the One and Only's blacksmith shop in the village, and it's also his home.
It seemed like he heard some noise.
At this moment, a figure walked out of the house.
This is a man who is two meters tall, with muscles all over his body, like an iron tower.
The man has the same purple-gray eyes as the boy.
The One and Only is different.
The purple in the strong man's eyes was purer.
"Dad!"
Weil lowered his head, his voice lowered unconsciously.
Among his peers, Weil is not considered thin, but standing in front of his father, he looks like a little chicken.
The opponent's two-meter-tall body was like an iron tower, and the shadow cast almost completely covered him.
His thick arms were knotted with veins, and the muscles trained by years of forging were as hard as iron. Just standing there made people breathless.
"Well, let's go cook."
The strong man's eyes briefly paused on the two fish in Weil's hands.
After saying that, he turned around and entered the house, and the wooden door creaked dullly behind him.
Weil's tense shoulders finally relaxed.
He was prepared for a beating.
After all, I came back later than usual today and my clothes got wet. Unexpectedly, my father didn't care.
Not long after, a large bowl of steaming fish soup was brought to the table.
Emerald green wild vegetables float on the milky white soup surface, and the delicious aroma steams up with the heat. Just smelling it makes people appetite.
This pot is enough to feed four or five people, but for Weil and his father, it is just an ordinary meal.
People in the village said that the blacksmith's family had appetites as big as bottomless pits.
Weil always uses the excuse of growing taller and working harder, but in reality.
They can eat, they just have a huge appetite.
Regarding this situation, Weil also wondered if he could eat so well because he was different from ordinary people.
"Well done this time."
At this time, the strong man took a sip of the soup, smacked his lips, and gave a rare compliment.
Weil was startled, he looked at his father suspiciously, then lowered his head and took a mouthful of fish soup.
Fresh, sweet and rich, the tenderness of the fish and the fragrance of the wild vegetables explode on the tip of the tongue.
"It's strange, the method is obviously the same as before..."
He frowned.
"Is it because the fish is fresher, or is it because my Culinary Arts has become better again?"
Think of this.
He quietly raised his eyes and glanced at his father sitting opposite.
Dad seems to be in a good mood today
Weil swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
He opened his mouth, closed it again, and finally summoned the courage to ask softly.
"Well, Dad, can you tell me about my mother?"
The strong man glanced at him and didn't seem to care.
"What's there to say? Didn't I tell you that she died during childbirth with you?"
Weil heard dad's displeased tone.
But he couldn't help but continue to ask.
"I know that. I just want to know more about my mother, such as how you met her..."
Weil's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a whisper.
For his mother, his memory is like a watercolor painting soaked by rain, leaving only blurry patches of color.
But the bigger the void, the greater the desire to fill it.
For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, with only the sound of rain outside and the occasional crackling of firewood in the stove.
The strong man looked very ugly.
Just when he was about to yell.
At this moment.
The Weil in front of him fell to one side without warning.
Accompanied by a muffled sound of 'bang'.
The back of his head hit the ground hard.
"Weil?!"
The strong man stood up suddenly, and the bench was knocked over to the ground.
The next moment.
He found that Weil's skin in front of him was being covered with a strange layer of gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
See this scene.
There was a rare look of shock and anger on the strong man's face.
"This is Dragon Fall Liquid?! Damn it, who is it!!"
His roar gradually turned into a deep dragon's roar, and the sound waves made the thatch on the roof rustle and fall.
At the same time, his purple pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line.
The burly body began to twist and swell, and the coarse clothes were stretched open and turned into pieces on the ground.
The back is bulged high, and two shadows break out from the shoulder blades.
Astonishingly, there were two huge dragon wings, with thick body fluids still attached to the wing membranes.
Wings fluttering.
boom!
The next second.
Looking from the outside.
The entire wooden house exploded.
A giant silver dragon the size of a mountain appeared on the spot.
The scales on his body were as thick as steel, and his purple vertical pupils were burning with furious flames.
--roar!!!
The sound waves took it as the center of the circle and turned into a gray-white ripple visible to the naked eye.
The ground appears wavy.
The raindrops instantly vaporized wherever they passed, and the houses collapsed like building blocks.
Be it humans or animals, all their flesh and blood exploded.
It turned into fine red catkins and mixed into the rain curtain.
After waiting for a few breaths, the movement disappeared.
Only heavy rains are still scouring this flat ruins, and the water seeps into the earth carrying bone residue and sawdust.
The white steam exhaled from the silver dragon's mouth rolled in the cold rain.
It glanced around, seeming to be looking for something.
"Is this the dragon?"
At this time.
A voice suddenly pierced the rain curtain.
Hearing this, the giant dragon did not reply, but turned its neck directly, opening and closing its mouth, and a dazzling white light lit up in its throat.
The next second, the blazing dragon's breath poured out like the Milky Way, exploding a scorch pit with a diameter of ten meters at the source of the sound.
However, there was no one in the big pit.
At the same time.
There was movement from another place.
Look away.
A young man with red hair and red eyes, carrying a long sword on his back, appeared on a broken wooden pile in the distance at some point.
The silver dragon opened its mouth and prepared to continue attacking.
But this time the dragon's breath turned into pale smoke and dispersed before it left his mouth.
And, at the same time, it felt something strange coming from its hind limbs.
Looking down, a layer of gray color was eroding the scales and spreading towards it at a speed visible to the naked eye.
See this scene.
The eyes of the giant silver dragon are about to burst.
A pair of huge eyes stared at the young man in the distance.
"Damn it, you despicable human being! If you dare to fight me head-on, I will tear you alive!"
for this kind of discourse.
Young people, that is, Hu Qi are basically immune.
He looked at the dying silver dragon in front of him with great interest.
For ordinary people in this era, the dragon symbolizes unparalleled power and deep-seated fear.
Their existence is like a natural disaster, almost invincible and despairing.
However, in the eyes of professionals, these behemoths are just prey that require some effort.
In order to hunt dragons more efficiently, professionals have exhausted their wisdom and developed various targeted dragon-slaying techniques.
Dragon Fall Liquid is the most insidious and deadly drug among them.
This potion is colorless and odorless, and the preparation method is not complicated. The prescription is one of the open mystical knowledge.
It is completely harmless to ordinary creatures, but it is specially designed to slay dragons and their bloodline.
Once it enters the belly, even the most powerful dragon will become stiff, lose all its fighting power, and become a lamb to be slaughtered.
The silver dragon in front of him was very powerful.
Based on the judgment and comparison of Hu Qi.
It is almost equivalent to about Sequence Five, a professional.
If it's a head-on fight.
Even if he can kill him, he still needs to pay a certain price.
It's impossible to be so relaxed.
Soon, as time passes.
This giant silver dragon was stiff and could no longer move at all.
When Hu Qi saw this, without any delay, he stepped forward and inserted the long sword into the dragon's eye socket!