Diablo Destruction

...Early the next morning, I had just gotten up and washed up. Before I could eat breakfast, I was dragged away by Sa Qili.

This is not the first time I have gone shopping with her. Besides, what else is there to do in a third world camp of this level? The shops will always sell the same things. As long as you stay here for a year, you will know it with your eyes closed. Which street and which shop sells what?

In my opinion, there are only three places that are innovative. Needless to say, one of them is the tailor shop, which is the most attractive to women.

Secondly, it is definitely a trading market for adventurers, and it is the favorite of male and female adventurers. The random attribute system of blue-level and gold-level equipment has produced a variety of equipment, including the most coveted top-quality attributes, and some that make people jealous. Weird attributes that make you laugh or cry, such as the mage's staff increasing melee damage.

Finally, there are all kinds of food. The trend of researching spices is prevalent in the third world camps, which has cultivated a lot of foodies. Every month, you can always buy new flavors of food in restaurants or outside stalls. Of course, the taste cannot be guaranteed. It can only be said that taste varies from person to person, and not everyone can develop qualified spices.

I was fooled for a while and saw someone buying a freshly baked flatbread from a certain stall and eating it with gusto. So I bought one and took a bite, and my face suddenly became colorful. It was as if he had tasted all the ups and downs of the world, and from then on he no longer dared to follow blindly.

Although it is true that tastes vary from person to person, but... I said to the man in front of you, your taste is too curious! ! !

The above are the elements that I think are quite attractive to the camp. Of course, if it is a guy like Tulakov, there will definitely be two more things added - a bar and a casino.

Sa Qili came to see me early in the morning, not waiting for breakfast time. Naturally, it was because of the third factor that he wanted to drag me along to try all kinds of freshly baked food. If I had breakfast, it would mean one less fun.

Then, he took me to the tailor shop and discussed the style and color matching of the clothes with the master there. Most of the adventurers who can reach this level are a bit poor and boring, and they know a few crafts. For example, most of them can be good at tailoring, such as millinery. Some are even proficient in it, no less than an old tailor with decades of experience in a tailor shop.

For example, my Veras has been making clothes for me in the past ** years. Her tailoring proficiency has increased dramatically. She reached the master level a few years ago, as well as Linya, Sarah, and even Princess Sanwu. , Your Majesty, the needlework girl Hong is very good at it.

Sa Qili is undoubtedly this kind of woman. Once she sits down in the tailor shop, she can stay for several hours without neglecting me. She will ask for my opinion from time to time. When she gets interested, she will go into the fitting room and change into something. Let me help her rate the new clothes.

We didn't leave until noon. We had a food tour for lunch, and in the afternoon we went to visit the market.

This routine has been very familiar to me since the last few times I went shopping with her. It is difficult to come up with any new tricks. Seeing that Sa Qili is still in high spirits and has something to say, compared to the original world, I I couldn't help but sigh.

Women in this world are too strong and too pitiful.

Sa Qili didn't lie to me. She only got a free day. From the next day, I could only see her non-stop figure. It seemed that she paid a lot for that day's rest.

I just don’t know what she and Raphael are busy with. She looks mysterious and refuses to tell me. She said that I will know when I come to the third world next time. I’m sure it will surprise me. .

Let me hope so. I don’t know when the next time I will come to the third world.

A few days later, I finally met the last person I was waiting for on this journey.

That sunny afternoon, I was at the orphanage, helping Mi Seya take care of the children. Suddenly, a huge black shadow passed by in the sky, followed by strong winds.

A powerful but gentle aura came down, making the shadow cast by the black shadow seem to cover the entire camp. Everyone could only stand on the ground and look up at its figure like a dragon flying in the sky.

No... not like Long Fei Jiutian... but... just like Long Fei Jiutian! ! !

I opened my mouth wide enough to fit a big duck egg.

What appeared in the sky was a dragon, a giant green dragon!

The power of this giant dragon is extremely powerful, even more powerful than that of the skeleton commander, but it is also very gentle and strong, without any of the violence, evil, gloomy and sharpness of the skeleton commander.

The giant dragon stayed far in the sky, waving its huge wings, which made me feel like a towering tree full of green. It stretched out its umbrella to protect the entire camp from wind and rain, making the place full of lively life. Breath of life.

Because of the sudden appearance of the green dragon, there was quite a commotion in the camp.

"Look, it's a dragon. Oh my god, I actually saw a giant dragon!!" A few adventurers shouted excitedly.

"It's a dragon, but it's not a dragon either."

The adventurer next to him glanced at the other person, and when he said this, he knew that the other person was a new recruit who had only come to the third world in the past few months.

"It's Grandpa Wixon."

When I opened my mouth wide, trying to perform the trick of swallowing duck eggs, the children next to me were calmer than me, and they shouted, hoping to attract the attention of the green dragon.

"Grandpa Wixon?" I don't understand. Is that the name of the green dragon? It has something to do with the alliance.

"Yes, it's Grandpa Wixon." The children nodded in response.

"Who is Grandpa Wixon?"

"Grandpa Wixon is Grandpa Wixon."

I:"……"

It seems that there is no way to communicate with these waiters.

At this moment, the huge green dragon in the sky suddenly flashed a white light. Disappeared out of thin air.

Hallucination? That's not right.

I wiped my eyes, still looking unbelieving.

It’s not that I haven’t seen a giant dragon before, I have. And it is also the most powerful golden dragon in the dragon family, but that kind of thing is so dreamy that I have never regarded it as fact. Only now was the strong shock of seeing the giant dragon for the first time.

To see the legendary dragon so easily, the third world is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The sudden appearance and disappearance of the green dragon made me no longer interested in staying in the orphanage, so I hurried back to find out the identity of the green dragon from Raphael.

"Sir Raphael, I'm back." I was stunned when I opened the tent door.

Besides Raphael, there was another person inside. This is not the usual Grandma Allen or Yilanya.

But an old man whom I have never seen before.

This old man was also looking at me, with his slightly light green eyes, gentle and smiling, which seemed to be vaguely full of vitality.

This is a very strange old man, his appearance is very special. His face, body, and whole body were all covered with wrinkles. These wrinkles were not the outlines left by time. It's caused by old age, but it feels like... like tree bark, dry and wrinkled, but full of vitality and vitality.

If you put some branches on his head, it would look like a tree from a distance. Even now, it looks more like the legendary tree man.

At this time, this old man with a strange appearance was looking at me with a kind expression, and his eyes revealed the elder's satisfaction and expectation for the younger generation.

"Here, Grandpa Wixon, this is the boy." In front of this old man, Raphael didn't dare to show his usual shapeless sitting posture at all. He stood aside respectfully and tried to move towards me. Nuzui.

"Are you...Wu Fan?" the old man asked in a gentle voice.

"Well, I am, are you..." I looked at the other party cautiously.

What did Raphael call him just now? Grandpa Wixon?

Isn't that the name of the children in the orphanage? Could it be that the old man in front of me is the green dragon?

"Very good, it seems that Akara has found a good seedling." The old man smiled softly and waved his arm that looked like a branch, gesturing for me to sit down.

"Xiao Xiao Wu, please be touched. Grandpa Wixon heard about you, but he flew back from Harrogas just for you." Raphael gestured from the side.

"Um... flying back from Harrogas?" This sentence contained too much information, and I couldn't fully understand it.

"Let me explain." The old man whose name seemed to be Wixon and whose identity seemed to be that of a green dragon, said.

"The alarm over Harrogas has been lifted, but just in case, everyone still dare not leave immediately. Unfortunately, the teleportation array has malfunctioned, and it will not be repaired for a while. From Raphael After receiving the news about you here, we discussed it and I will come back in person."

"From Harrogas... all the way back here?" Old Wixon's explanation was much more detailed than Raphael's. I generally understood it, but my mouth was still a little dry.

God, I don't know how long it will take to rush all the way back to the camp from Harrogas, even if the Hell Fighting Bear keeps teleporting. This is such a big favor.

"Just think of it as moving your body and taking in the scenery along the way. It's been a long time since I've had such a fun trip, and it's all thanks to you." As if he noticed my uneasiness, Old Man Wixon comforted me with a smile.

"Well... that green dragon just now... was that you?" I nodded gratefully and then asked.

"I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon? I wanted to give it a try and scare you."

Old Man Wixon chuckled again. He didn't look like the kind of serious and serious person he looked like on the outside, but he was very easy-going and kind.

"But, I'm not a green dragon." He suddenly denied it after taking a sip of water.

"I am a human druid just like you."

"Hey, then that green dragon..." I looked at him in surprise.

"That's Grandpa Wixon's transformation technique." Raphael, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but explain to me.

"Can the druid actually transform into a dragon when his transformation skills are advanced?" I was even more surprised.

As a result, this idiot's question was met with a blank stare from the princess of Baizu: "Where did you hear about such a good thing?"

"Then why..."

"That's the special thing about Grandpa Wixon. You also know that every profession can understand its own ultimate skills. Grandpa Wixon once helped a green dragon, and the other party donated his blood essence to Wixon. Grandpa. After merging the green dragon essence and blood, Grandpa Wixon obtained the green dragon transformation."

My eyes fell on Old Man Wixon, and I saw him nodding. Confirmed what Raphael said.

"In other words, as long as we get the dragon's essence and blood, we druids can have the ability to transform into a dragon?" I seemed to have found a shortcut to become stronger.

Although, how can I obtain the essence and blood of the giant dragon, I have not thought about it at all in my current head, and I just simply take it for granted.

"It's not that simple." This time it was Old Man Wixon who spoke. He shook his head lightly and his tone was cautious. With a serious meaning.

"First of all, the essence and blood of the giant dragon must be given to you voluntarily by the other party, so that it will be effective. Now let alone the essence and blood, it is difficult to see even the giant dragon."

"Secondly, even if you have obtained blood essence, if you want to transform into a dragon, you must have mastered the art of transformation to the highest level before you can do it."

"Finally, although it is the most basic condition, it may be the most difficult condition for you now."

Wixon held up a third withered finger. He shook his head sadly.

"That's the level. You must reach the level where you can transform into a dragon."

"How many levels are needed?" I asked with one in ten thousand... no, one in a billion hopes.

"Level ninety."

My body tilted and I almost fell from the chair.

It is indeed the most difficult condition. In comparison, the other two conditions seem to be easier... To be continued)! ~!