Black Dragon Code

Although a dragon's breath is a physiological behavior, it is actually a natural magical ability. There is a thing called "basal blood vessel" in their physiological structure, which is a unique organ of dragons. It is extremely powerful. A complex of blood vessels that looked like some kind of rubber hose, with a muscular outer covering that pumped blood like a heart.

This outer covering allows the base blood vessels to rapidly constrict and expand from one end to the other, pushing blood flow to the upper stomach.

That's where the dragon's breath weapon comes from.

Dragons rely on the heart to generate the blood flow that gives them their weapon-breathing and other abilities, and the basal vessels are responsible for channeling the energy-rich blood from the heart into the upper stomach of their gizzard.

Therefore, the "breath weapon" that humans are accustomed to is actually a misnomer, because those fires, poisons, acids, or other substances are released from the upper stomach instead of the lungs.

More precisely, the energy flow is vomited rather than exhaled.

Although Caesar has the same physical structure as other black dragons, it is a pity that his heart cannot produce elemental magic like a real dragon, so that breathing is out of the question for him.

So the majestic dragon's breath became Caesar's heart disease.

But this time the deep sleep changed his physiology. In Caesar’s body, a brand new organ was formed. On the upper layer of his throat, there appeared three sac-shaped organs that could secrete special liquids. Each sac cavity had a tube and The valve is connected to the organ, and the three tubes finally converge into one, which exits roughly in the roof of his mouth.

The supporting musculature allowed Caesar to freely control the newborn organ—it was only to eject the liquid in the sac cavity. For some protective measures, he could not inhale air into the sac cavity anyway. .

"Hmm, weird feeling."

After waking up, Caesar obviously felt the difference in his body, and scratched his throat involuntarily. His throat was itchy, as if something was stuck there.

When he opened his mouth, the itching became more intense, and Caesar clearly felt that there were three "switches" in his throat that he could control, and his body was about to move.

Caesar controlled the muscle tissue in his body to store energy, and decided to try the effect of the implanted breath weapon. When he opened the valve of the first sac cavity and contracted the muscles, a viscous liquid immediately rushed out of the throat cavity along the catheter. out.

The next moment, the black dragon spewed out flames.

The blazing flame disappeared in a flash, and when Caesar reacted, he immediately closed the valve.

This seven-meter-long black dragon covered its mouth, bowed its waist, and turned its head to look around like a thief. If others knew that the black dragon could spew flames, they would be astonished immediately. Once the news spread, they would be shocked. It will attract onlookers soon.

Fortunately, bound by the oath of the gods, the orcs were not afraid that Caesar would not fulfill his promise. After leaving the specific location of the clan, they rushed back to the tribe without stopping. The area is now empty.

"How can I spit out flames, it's unscientific."

Caesar muttered twice, and decided to try again. This time, he stared at the front of his kiss, keeping his focus, and his sharpened nerves allowed him to distinguish those flashing images:

After he opened his mouth, a viscous liquid sprayed out from his mouth. This liquid of unknown substance burned immediately after meeting the air, forming a high-temperature flame.

To outsiders, it looks like this black dragon is breathing fire.

Caesar directly burned a small bush to ashes. He tried, under the control of muscle tissue, he could control the amount and form of the sprayed liquid at will; that is to say, he could spray flame jets, fireballs, fan-shaped flames, etc. Wait for a series of flames.

"Well……"

Two minutes later, looking at the raging fire in front of him, Caesar hiccupped, and the muscles in the cystic cavity twitched a few times.

No more fresh fluid gushes out.

That is to say, the stock of flammable liquid in the sac can sustain him to continuously spew flames within two minutes. The burning efficiency of this unknown liquid is very high, and it is quite viscous. Keep burning.

Even though two minutes is a short time, there is no dragon that breathes continuously in battle. Caesar is quite satisfied with being able to last for such a long time.

And don't forget that there is more than one cyst in his newly formed organ.

He rested for a while, and when the muscle tissue matching the sac was no longer sore, he opened his mouth and opened the second valve switch.

This time, Caesar clearly felt the coolness in his throat, and the alternating feeling of hot and cold made him sneezed, and a puff of white air was sprayed out.

The white gas dissipated unexpectedly quickly. When Caesar didn't know why, he found that the scorched tree still burning in flames was instantly frozen and turned into a magnificent work of art.

Caesar immediately took a few steps closer, and tentatively held the frozen coke with his paws. The temperature of the things in his hands was so low that Caesar felt a slight pain in his right paw. He squeezed lightly, and the coke cracked. In the sound, it turned into countless ice slags.

"incredible."

He couldn't help but gasp in admiration, this temperature and freezing speed were stronger than any kind of refrigerant on the earth he knew, and its manifestation was comparable to the mysterious and unpredictable freezing magic.

"Why does it feel familiar..."

He stared at the ice fragments all over the ground, and couldn't help but see a picture of a huge black dragon facing a group of human adventurers, shouting "absolute freezing air" and then puffing...

stop!

Caesar shook his head vigorously, a little embarrassed, God knows where the name of this shameful move full of middle school flavor came from.

The liquid in the third pouch did not surprise Caesar so much, but it finally gave him a breath weapon that could be exposed to the outside world. It was acid, which could quickly corrode everything it touched.

Caesar had seen Garon and Blackia's strong acid breath before, so he couldn't help but make a simple comparison. His acid seems to be a bit weaker than the young dragons in terms of strength, but it also has advantages in comparison. As long as they are full, at least the young black dragon can't spit out strong acid continuously for two minutes-it will vomit their gastric juice out.

After familiarizing himself with the breath weapon, Caesar was excited for a while, but he was aware of the potential danger.

He is a cautious person (dragon), although he doesn't know what principle the newly formed organs are based on to produce and store these extremely dangerous liquids, but he knows that other organs of his body have not changed.

Therefore, once this key organ is injured and damaged, the liquid is likely to leak and flow back into the body. In that case, there is a high probability that it will directly cause his death.

Caesar touched his neck. Fortunately, the new organs grew on the upper layer of the throat, where the neck was covered by the chin. This part was already within the scope of his key protection. Besides, if he did not raise his head specially, he would not be able to fight normally. It's hard to hurt this position.

"However, it would be safer to have a large iron chin." Caesar thought while touching the lower edge of his kiss.