Chapter 615 Summoning Dragons
At this moment, all the white knights are dead, and the zombies are either dead or fled. In the white snow, only Li and his group are left.
Even though Li had rich experience in observing corpses and beasts, he was 90% sure about the current scene, but after looking into the eyes of the snow-white corpse beast, he subconsciously felt nervous.
No matter how much knowledge and experience she has, she will still be nervous when facing creatures with strength far exceeding her own.
Behind her, people in the supermarket couldn't help but hold their breath.
Fortunately, things seem to be developing in the direction they hoped.
The corpse beast, which looked like the Qilin in Eastern mythology, simply licked the blood off its body, yawned, turned around, and stopped observing Li.
There was a sound like the whistling of wind coming from heaven and earth. As if guided, the giant ice trees above rustled slightly, and things like snowflakes fell one after another, circling around the white figure and turning into a storm.
When the wind and snow passed, all the corpses on the ground disappeared, and the "lord" of this place also disappeared.
"... Leader, was this... successful?"
After a while, a camp member cautiously walked out of the supermarket and asked questions.
Li stood there, looking at the scene in the distance covered by a blanket of white snow, and said, "Other creatures that entered its territory were either expelled or killed. The fact that we are still standing here means that we have succeeded, doesn't it?"
"Are we really going to live in the territory of a dead beast in the future?" one person said with lingering fear.
"Even the White Knight can kill this corpse beast easily. What if one day we..."
As he spoke, he looked up into the sky. In his eyes, the originally beautiful and majestic ice crystal tree now looked like a terrifying weapon that could take his life at any time.
This kind of ice pillar can even kill knights, and it is obviously much more powerful than ordinary bullets - bullets and cold weapons that have been slightly enhanced and modified by ordinary people are simply unable to break through the defense of most white knights.
There were dense icicles hanging above his head, as if he was being pointed at by dense artillery barrels, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
Li didn't care at all, and even sneered: "The White Knight was killed, isn't that good? Otherwise, we would be the ones to die. Living here, our safety is the most guaranteed, not to mention... there are a lot of supplies stored here."
She turned around and looked at the knight who was silently guarding behind her: "Inform everyone, we are going to set up a camp here - no, a base!"
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After all the living creatures disappeared from this area that was once a bustling neighborhood, the figure of a man with rough black hair and a hood appeared.
"It's incredible. Even if he used external objects, he was able to create such a huge external object and kill ten White Knights with strength equivalent to No. 55 to 65. If this record is reported back, he will be able to get a high ranking directly."
The zombie scholar from the Explorers' Society looked down at the blood-soaked stains on the ground and muttered.
The bloodstains of different creatures are easy to distinguish. The blood of ordinary creatures such as humans is in moderate condition, while the blood of the White Knight is like mercury and emits a faint white light.
The blood of zombies is often darker and thicker...
——But there is an exception here.
After a brief sigh, he swung the hem of his windbreaker, half-knelt down in the snow, and used a small glass bottle to carefully collect a few white hairs and a drop of blood scattered on the ground.
He stood up, held up the glass bottle towards the sunlight, and looked at the drop of bright red liquid blood in the bottle.
The color of this blood is purer than human blood, and it is crystal clear, like a small jewel.
Carefully putting the hair and blood beads into his pocket, he raised one hand and waved it at the blizzard in front of him, as if to say goodbye politely, then he leaned back -
His figure fell into the cold air behind him, disintegrated with a bang, and disappeared without a trace.
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You Huan observed the ice crystal tree and found that only the group of humans in the camp were still active in their own territory.
He just had a vague feeling... a sense of discomfort that someone was plotting against him from behind.
After thinking it over, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
——It's not that he has never revealed any flaws that can be exploited by the enemy, but since he intends to defend this territory, he already has many flaws.
Whether it's luring the tiger away from the mountain, destroying the ice crystal tree from a distance, or using assassins...
Since this world has supernatural beings such as [Black Dust] and even seemingly [God], it is possible that any hostile forces will find any way to restrain him.
Instead of desperately trying to defend all weaknesses and loopholes, it is better to become stronger as much as possible and expand your own power.
He has inspected all aspects of the territory left by the ice plague. It is an extremely vast territory, including both human cities and natural mountains and rivers.
In order to rule and protect such a large territory - and more importantly, to rely on the territory to grow rapidly in this world - he needs extra help.
"Chirp, chirp!" The snow dust insects fluttered around him, as if saying "We are here."
But that's not enough.
He walked forward in the snow and looked back again.
"Hula!"
The dragon's wings flapped, creating two snow waves on the snow.
"Anghou——!"
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The roar echoed far away across the vast snowfield.
Until they arrived at the trunk of an ice crystal tree standing on a hill, they heard several "clang" sounds of metal collisions, and three figures covered in metal armor fell down with the corpses in their mouths.
After placing the corpse on the ground, they immediately looked towards You Huan who had fallen under the tree.
"Ang." You Huan made a brief sound similar to a dragon's roar, indicating that it was himself.
Then there was a clanging sound of metal friction, and three silver-white dragon shadows excitedly jumped out of the snow and pounced on You Huan!
The three grown-up razor whip dragons shook their tails slightly, grinned, and happily nudged around him.
You Huan sighed. Facing the three razorbacks that he had raised personally in the world of How to Train Your Dragon, he naturally would not blame them for almost knocking him over.
He stretched out his front paws and touched the prickly tops of their heads one by one. Then he imitated the dragon language that Guangsha had used back then and asked, "Ang?" How has the dragon group been doing recently?
Speaking of business, the three-headed razor whip dragon he summoned with the [Function Card: Dragon Summon] suddenly sat up in front of him.
"Roar!" "Ang!" "Whoosh!"
The three-headed dragon said something, and the one on the far right opened its mouth and spurted out a small stream of blue dragon flame.
What they meant was that three years had passed in the Dragon Clan calendar since the last time You Huan summoned them.
More than six years have passed since he left that world.
The dragon group is thriving in the secret realm, the legend of the White King is still circulating, and a new generation of children are growing up listening to his stories.
Toothless the Night Fury abdicated from the position of Dragon King two years ago and went to live a happy life in seclusion with his wife, children, and human companion Hiccup.
Now, the dragons are kingless, and everything is managed by a council-like organization composed of the most powerful and wisest dragons.
It's not that they don't have any good candidates for a new king, but that everyone is looking forward to the White King's return.
After listening to this, You Huan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although the current world of How to Train Your Dragon has probably been promoted or close to the middle level, and the time difference has shortened a lot, he has only spent one year in the main world, but the dragons have experienced six years...
These dragons were among the most affectionate native creatures he had encountered during his travels through the heavens.
While he was thinking, more flapping sounds were heard, and a huge red dragon shadow fell from the sky, grabbing the zombie's body with its hind claws.
This giant-winged flame demon has grown a lot, with a wingspan of over 100 meters, making it a behemoth.
Soon after, more noisy, chirping sounds were heard. You Huan looked at the dragons of all sizes flying over with more prey, patted the Razorback's head, and opened the panel.
The normal task of choosing a camp has been completed. (End of this chapter)