Warhammer Wizard

Ren stood in front of the golden dragon's head, with a red and white ball condensed in his hand.

Soon, the illusory ball became real, with a hazy light on the surface. He threw the ball and fell into Jinlong's forehead. Immediately, he felt a strong will, but he didn't respond to the ball at all, like a rock. Do not move.

After half a second, the sphere suddenly dissipated.

"Huh?" Ren raised his brows. He used this method to tame thirty fiery dragons, and he knew very well that this meant that the taming failed.

It is normal to fail, and it will take a dozen times to succeed even when the face is dark.

His experience in taming is also rich, and he has figured out the rules of the master of pet taming. The stronger the soul of the target, the lower the success rate, and it is also related to the strength of his own soul.

When first taming the fire dragon, it took an average of three or four attempts to succeed.

Now that he has been promoted to legend, he has tamed the seven fiery dragons that he just discovered two days ago. Because the soul is much weaker than himself, he basically succeeded in one shot.

The strength of the golden three-headed dragon is far from that of the fiery dragon, and of course it is impossible to tame it so easily.

Ren was already mentally prepared.

"Come again."

He condensed the red and white ball again, and it fell into Jinlong's forehead. As expected, he failed. He was not discouraged and continued to try very patiently.

However, after a few minutes of failures 30 times in a row, Ren's face became a little ugly.

"Maybe it's because the golden dragon has a 'sacred will', so it is more difficult to tame?" He guessed that was the reason, so he changed to a red dragon's head, and tried a dozen times without success; he changed to a black dragon's head and failed again More than ten times.

Ren was immediately helpless.

He scratched his chin, wondering if he was not very European today?

"No, my face is not so dark..." Ren continued to try unwillingly, failing, failing, failing, still failing... As the **** dissipated one by one, his mood became more and more Worse, it started to feel numb.

With his strong soul power, even after a fierce battle, the remaining power is enough to condense the red and white **** hundreds of times.

But the constant failure made Ren feel a little anxious.

The dragon's soul gradually recovered. With his resistance and will, he would wake up after being in a coma for at most ten minutes. The cooling time of his mirroring technique had not expired, and it was difficult to control him.

After trying again and again, it quickly burst a hundred times, and the power has dropped by more than a dozen grids.

Fail, fail, still fail.

Nothing has changed.

Ren had to stop, and found that each tame ended in less than half a second, which was obviously a problem. When he tamed the fiery dragon, even if he failed, it would have an impact on the soul of the fiery dragon, and it would take a few seconds to get the result.

It will never be like this, the ball is like an egg hitting an iron plate, and the ending is the same every time.

It's like the process goes wrong and the outcome is doomed from the start.

Ren calmed down, his mind turned quickly, his eyes were carefully observed on the interface of the pet master, and he also opened the list of pets that had been tamed, suddenly slapped his thigh, and finally realized that he was wrong.

The master of pet taming can only target creatures without intelligence, such as monsters, monsters or fish, etc.

The dragon has wisdom, can speak, has faith, and has developed its own civilization. It once ruled the world and stood on the top of the world. It definitely belongs to the intelligent race. It is essentially different from beasts and monsters. Inside.

Just like humans can't be pets, neither can dragons.

Not to mention trying to tame a hundred times a thousand times, even a million times will not succeed!

"Fuck, stereotypes kill people!"

Only then did Ren realize that he lived in a world with only humans in his previous life, his thinking was limited, and his definition of "human" was different. Often aliens are not seen as "people".

The giant dragon is so different in appearance and soul, and the stereotype has not been corrected for a while.

"What should this guy do?"

Ren was in trouble, there was no hope for taming, and it was impossible to sign a soul contract. The contract requires both parties' willingness. The golden three-headed dragon is estimated to regard itself as a mortal enemy. With the character of the giant dragon's revenge, it is estimated that it cannot be resolved in this life.

Even if the other party wants to, he can't sign it. Ren has signed a contract with Oxilia. There can only be one soulmate of the same type, and it cannot be repeated.

"Can you just kill him?"

The whole body of the dragon is very valuable, and the dragon soul is even more expensive, but the value of the living dragon is much higher than that of the dead. Ren is a little reluctant. It is a pity to kill such a good mount.

It is best to have a way to control the golden three-headed dragon without fear of him escaping or rebelling.

Ren immediately remembered that he had seen an item called "Sleepy Dragon Chain" in the exchange catalog of the Titan Elder Sorim, which could restrain the dragon, and after tying the dragon, he could be at the mercy of others.

A sleepy dragon chain requires 200 pounds of source crystals to be exchanged. He now has enough source crystals, but it is too late to exchange them.

"It seems useless to only bind the giant dragon, it can't be controlled..." Ren looked at the golden three-headed dragon, the dragon's soul was fluctuating, this was a sign that he was about to wake up, and he thought: "Control, but also a long distance. Control, is there any way to do it? Sleepy dragon chains won't work, collars..."

Suddenly, Ren's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Yes!"

He rummaged through the space ring, and quickly took out a ball of cyan metal, only the size of a pigeon egg, very light in weight, much less dense than steel, but its toughness and hardness far exceeded that of steel, so it was very rare of magic metal.

This is the soul control circle!

When Ren died in Lin Hai, he helped the simulacrum of the Duke Hei-pao to remove the Soul Control Circle and fell into his hands. After returning to Modu to ask the teacher for advice, he learned that this naturally formed metal is called "Yin Soul Bronze", which is as light as Feather, able to merge with the soul, is very rare in Alanus.

The soul control ring was made by Zhan Qing, the king of green dragons. He didn't know much about it, but he wrote down the runes engraved on the surface and inside of the collar.

I didn't know it then, but that doesn't mean I don't know it now.

Ren stimulated the activated metal, and the ghost bronze turned into a liquid, softened and flowed on the hand, and it only took a few seconds to return to its previous appearance, turning into a thin collar.

Not only the appearance has been restored, but the runes and internal patterns on the collar are exactly the same, exactly the same as when it was worn on the duke simulacrum of the black robe, exuding a strange magic wave.

These are all ancient dragon language runes, which are extremely obscure.

Ren studied for a while, there are several books of dragon language runes in the mobile phone library, the translation dictionary is turned on, the multi-core chip is also running at full speed, and the principle of the runes on the collar is analyzed. Should be able to break.

"How many hours?" He shook his head.

This speed has been very fast, and even said that it is very fast, but it is still too long.

Moreover, the multi-core chip consumes a lot of power. Ren's current soul power can't last that long. During the period, he must stop to rest and drink a few bottles of soul-rejuvenating potion. I am afraid that the results will be available tomorrow.

At this time, the golden three-headed dragon's wings moved, and he was about to wake up!

Ren had an idea, reached out and grabbed Thor's Hammer from the void, flashed to the back of the dragon, put down the warhammer, and injected the power of lightning into the hammer.

The weight of the warhammer skyrocketed immediately, from ten thousand pounds to one hundred thousand pounds, fifteen thousand pounds, two hundred thousand pounds... until three hundred thousand pounds in a few seconds!

This is already heavier than the golden three-headed dragon, but it is not the upper limit.

Ren continued to increase the weight, pressed the dragon's back to sag, and groaned in pain in a coma. The terrifying pressure finally woke him up. When he noticed the abnormality in his back, he was about to turn over subconsciously, but found that he could not stand up. .

Borch was horrified, his three heads turned 180 degrees, and he saw Ren on his back.

"What are you doing?" the dragon shouted in horror.

At this time, the weight of Thor's Hammer was close to one million pounds, equivalent to three to four times the weight of the golden three-headed dragon, and the weight was concentrated on the small warhammer, the pressure formed was unimaginable, and the wide dragon's back When it sinks down, it seems that it will be crushed in two at any time, and the dragon wings can't make any effort.

Borch felt like he was being held down by a mountain, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

He brewed for several seconds before exhaling the three-color dragon breath with difficulty, but without much power, Ren evaded with a flash.

"I advise you to lie down and don't move. You can't blame me for being crushed to death."

Ren appeared dozens of meters away and said with a smile.

He can control the weight of Thor's Hammer from a distance. With a thought, the warhammer cracked with thunderbolts and bursts of lightning. The giant dragon who was desperately fighting against the heavy pressure couldn't even hold the Holy Light Barrier, and was suddenly shocked by electricity. Trembling, painful.

The electric current from the scars pressed by the warhammer reaches the dragon's body, producing continuous electric shock and paralysis.

Ren observed the dragon soul and confirmed that the dragon could not cast spells during the current paralysis.

The only thing he was worried about was "Shadow Incarnation", which would allow the dragon to turn into a shadow and escape the heavy control of Thor's Hammer. Now he can rest assured.

The electric shock lasted for a few minutes, and the golden three-headed dragon was dying, and it gradually lost its strength and could no longer withstand the weight of Thor's Hammer. Once this breath is let out, the muscles are weak, and the warhammer may crush the dragon's spine in the next second, killing him on the spot.

Ren stopped the current on the warhammer.

Borch's three dragon capitals were gasping for breath, and he almost thought he was going to be crushed to death.

He looked at the warhammer on his back with lingering fears. Such a heavy warhammer suddenly remembered its history and couldn't help asking: "Human, is this the Thor's Hammer?"

Ren didn't answer, and concentrated on analyzing the soul control circle.

"It must be!" Borch's eyes were full of brilliance, "I know even if you don't tell me, this must be Thor's Hammer!" He couldn't believe it, the prestigious Thor's Hammer, the most powerful weapon below the divine weapon, It has disappeared for more than a thousand years, and was actually obtained by a mortal.

"You know too much." Ren said lightly.

The golden three-headed dragon was startled for a moment, and then realized his dangerous situation. Ren did not hesitate to reveal the secret of his possession of Thor's Hammer, and would never let him go easily.

"Your Excellency Count, what do you want from me? Gold, power, or do you want to sign a soul contract with me?" Borch unknowingly changed his name to Renn. The dragon's greedy nature made him fight With a crooked idea, the three heads kept staring at Ren, their eyes rolling.

He thought he was covering it up well, but he didn't escape Ren's eyes.

The eye of the soul saw that the "shadow incarnation" element in the black dragon's head flickered, and Ren immediately released the lightning bolt from the warhammer. The strong current made the dragon tremble again and let out a painful roar.

After that, every few minutes, Ren let the warhammer discharge to paralyze the golden three-headed dragon, kept a distance from him, and analyzed the rune of the soul control circle in his mind.

At the beginning, Bolch's attempts to escape were discovered in advance by Ren, and punished with longer electric shocks, each time longer.

After a few times he was honest.

After a long time, he was restless and wanted to use language to deceive useful information from Ren's mouth. Ren responded with a few rounds of electric shocks unceremoniously. After suffering like this for a whole day, the golden three-headed dragon was exhausted, with wounds all over his body, and the golden dragon blood flowed on the ground to form a blood puddle.

Ren's power went up and down, and after several rests and soul-rejuvenating potions, he finally cracked the dragon rune on the soul-controlling circle and mastered its use.

It was two hours later than he expected, but not too late.

"It's time to start."

With a smile on Ren's face, he stood in front of the golden three-headed dragon and stared into his eyes: "Borci, tell me your real name."

It is not necessary to control the real name of the target to use the Soul Control Circle, but the control effect is better if there is a real name.

The head of the red dragon and the black dragon did not move.

Only Jin Long stared at Ren fiercely, and refused in a deep voice: "Don't even think about it."

The dragon's real name has magical powers and is never easily told to others, only the dragon's parents hear it once when their offspring break out of the shell.

Ren snorted coldly and increased the current of the warhammer.

He has long seen that Bolch is by no means the kind of giant dragon who would rather die than give up. I won't say it now, but he has not been pushed to the brink of death.

I just took this opportunity to impress Borch so as not to be disobedient with me in the future.

This is an evil dragon who believes in "Tiasis", and the means must be ruthless.

"Ah... Human, I swear to Tiasis, the pain you gave me today will be repaid a hundredfold one day!" The golden three-headed dragon roared in pain, and its four dragon claws dug deep into the ground. marks, but to no avail.

Ren just increased the weight of Thor's hammer again.

There was lightning and thunder in the dragon's nest, mixed with the crazy curse of the dragon. He scolded all the vicious words he could think of and used it on Ren.

Ren was calm, and Borch's ability to scold people was far worse than his strength.

Having experienced the era of Internet information explosion, what kind of troll has he not seen on the Internet? Any Zaun could throw Borch eight blocks with his cursing skills, and Borch's foul language was like a compliment by comparison.

The shock lasted longer than any previous one, and Borch's scolding faded away.

Ren did not stop there.

Seeing that the warhammer was getting heavier and heavier, and it might break the back at any time, the six eyes of the giant dragon finally showed fear and remorse while in pain. Lalandusk Neltharion."

"What?" Ren turned his head, "loud, I can't hear you."

Borch's psychological defense has completely collapsed, and he repeated his real name loudly with the last bit of strength, and then shouted: "Come on, stop, I really can't take it anymore."

"You are acquainted." Ren nodded with satisfaction.

He lightened the weight of Thor's Hammer, stopped the electric shock, flipped his hand out and took out the soul control ring, injected soul power to activate the rune on the collar, and said aloud: "Balagas * Paralandas * Nai Sario, you will always submit to me, the command of your master - Ren Augustus, from now on, your soul belongs to me, your body serves me, and your will obeys me..."

As Ren's incantation was chanted, the runes of the Soul Control Circle in his hand lit up one by one.

"Soul control circle! Where did you get it?"

The golden three-headed dragon recognized the thing in Ren's hand, and was instantly terrified. It struggled and screamed. All three heads slapped the ground frantically. Even their voices were shaking. in despair.

He spewed dragon breath to attack Ren, and his chest was crushed by the warhammer, and he didn't have the energy to breathe at all.

Ren ignored the stubborn resistance of the golden three-headed dragon, his soul power continued to be output, the power dropped rapidly, the soul-controlling circle in his hand became brighter and brighter, and after half a minute it turned into a blue light.

He let go of his hand, and the collar turned into a streak of green light that fell into the golden dragon's forehead.

The Eye of Soul saw Qingmang go straight into Borch's soul, forming a thing similar to a cursed rune, and lurking in it. All three dragon heads were affected, and the hysterical dragon first calmed down, twitched for a few minutes, and finally calmed down.

Ren's thoughts moved, and collars appeared on the three necks of the dragon.

He could sense that the soul of the golden three-headed dragon was under his control, and with a single thought, his soul could be tortured and completely lost the ability to resist. The soul control circle will not affect Borch's will, and he still has his own thinking ability, but his life and death are controlled by others.

This thing is similar to the tight hoop on Sun Wukong's head.

"Not bad!"

Ren sighed in admiration, waved his hand to relieve the weight of Thor's Hammer, and let it enter the void.

Borch remained motionless, reluctant to open his eyes.

Ren knew that he was playing dead, kicked him in the head, and threatened: "If you don't get up again, then taste the torture of the soul."

With that said, he inspired the rune of the Soul Control Circle.

The golden three-headed dragon trembled, feeling more painful than being electrocuted, comparable to tearing his soul, he struggled to get up and shouted angrily: "Hurry up! Humans..."

"What do you call me?" Ren asked with a cold face, increasing the torture of the soul control circle.

Borch gritted his teeth but couldn't stand it for only a few seconds, finally lowered his head reluctantly, and whispered: "Master, please stop, I know it's wrong."

"Hum..." Ren stopped control, and the eye of the soul saw that Borch was only soft on his mouth, but the hatred in his heart was even more intense, and the color of his soul was red and black, so he warned: "If there is another time, I found that you have the intention to resist, and will never forgive you lightly."

You must not be soft-hearted when dealing with evil dragons, or you will regret it later.

"Yes, master." Borch lowered his eyebrows to pleasing his eyes, and there was no hatred on the surface, and the three dragon capitals came together to squeeze out a pleasing smile.

Ren was not afraid that he would suddenly attack and kill himself, and waved: "Take a break, heal your injury, and leave with me."

Borch cast the holy light spell, golden lights flashed, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the body shrank sharply into a human shape, turning into a strong savage with a clear appearance.

Ren had seen his savage form, with a metal collar on his neck, which was a little eye-catching.

He thought about it and said, "Hide the soul control circle."

The soul-controlling ring can be hidden, and Bolch dare not disobey, so the collar gradually fades and disappears under the skin, which looks much more normal.

Ren turned around in the dragon's nest twice, but found no treasure, and asked, "Where is the gold you took from Baron Barkley's vault?"

"Owner……"

Borch looked at his waist pocket subconsciously, and cried out with a sad face: "This is the treasure I collected with great difficulty, can you let me keep it? I heard that the owner is the Earl of Glamorgan, it should not be so bad. money……"

Ren guessed that his treasure should be hidden in some space equipment. Seeing his snot and tears, he thought he couldn't push it too hard. This dragon has just lost his freedom. If he takes away his treasure again, he may have to fight with himself.

"Okay, I'm just asking, I don't want your treasure." He gave up his previous idea.

Borch was overjoyed, "Thank you, master."

Ren noticed the change in the color of his soul, the red and black became lighter, the hatred subsided a little, and he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that in the eyes of the dragon, treasure is more important than freedom.

Well, you can use this to make a fuss in the future and ease the tension.

One person and one dragon rested in the lair for a long time, Ren's soul power was fully recovered, and Borch's injury was almost the same.

"time to go."

Ren took out the Arcane Torrent Staff and opened the portal.

It was only after he asked just now that Bolch's lair did not have an access channel like other giant dragons. There was only a hidden gap that could be passed under the human form.

Coming out of the portal, Borch looked at the nearby mountains, his eyes fell on the clear lake at the foot of the mountain, and there was some nostalgia in his eyes.

Ren did not urge him.

"Master, you have been waiting for a long time." Borch explained gloomily: "This is my first lair. It has lived in it for more than a hundred years. Every time I wake up from sleep, I will take a bath in the lake below. , and then have a beautiful picnic by the lake, I don’t know if I will have a chance to come back in the future.”

"There will be." Ren said lightly: "I built a fort on the edge of the world mountain range, where there is a teleportation array, not far from here, you can return with my permission."

Borch was delighted, "That would be great."

"When there are outsiders in the future, you can call me boss~www.readwn.com~ to keep the Thor's Hammer a secret." Ren reminded and glanced at the sky.

"Yes, boss!" Borchi showed the dragon's real body very interestingly, and lowered the dragon's head.

Ren jumped up and straddled the neck of the golden dragon in the middle, and patted the scales under his palms.

Three dragon roars shook the four fields.

The sail-shaped triceratops wings vibrated violently, and the magic power spread, driving the huge dragon body into the air, breaking through the clouds, the clear sky was unobstructed, and the dragon scales reflected a dazzling golden light in the sun, like a round The golden sun flashed fast in the sky.

At this moment, thoughts flashed in Ren's mind.

In the past, I was just a fake dragon knight, who was often ridden by dragons and could not see people; now I have finally become a real dragon knight, who can ride a dragon outright and go out, blinding other people's eyes.

Oxilia is the lover, and Borchi is the mount!