Chapter 430

Secret place, the fourth floor of the library tower, in front of the messy workbench.

Tang Qi was holding a bloody flint. It was just obtained from the rich scum man, Tom Holland. It was an antique from an ancient empire, and it was also a strange thing that probably met his requirements.

Although he really wanted to cast a weakened version of the legendary gun, Tang Qi suppressed his impulse.

Holding the "dragon blood flint", Tang Qi slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

A spiritual force began to touch the flint slowly.

The material level did not change, but when Tang Qi's spiritual power broke the hard shell that was enough to block most of the supernatural spirit into the depths of flint.

Boom!

The completely blood red world suddenly opened and wrapped Tang Qi's spiritual power.

In my mind, the amazing scene exploded.

It was an active volcano, surrounded by an almost endless virgin forest. When the magma in the volcano flowed, it floated and fell down with highly toxic volcanic ash and toxic gas. At this moment, small black spots rushed out of the forest.

Impressively, they are thousands of indigenous soldiers wearing simple armor. They are armed with spears. The spear tip is Mo's extremely sharp flint. Their goal is a monster in the volcanic cave, which is much larger than the Saha elephant.

It is like a giant lizard, but its whole body is dark red, with sharp bone spines on its back. The rest is covered with scales, huge and ugly head, and membrane wings more than ten meters long after unfolding.

"Aztec poisonous dragon, in the dark age, once lived in the southern part of the Federation and the peninsula further south. It has an ethnic group with ancient red dragon blood in its body, but it has suffered several disasters in hundreds of years, among which the Dragon killing operation of Aztec Empire hurt the most."

"At the end of the dark age, the last Aztec dragon died in the hands of a navigator."

While looking at the picture of the tragic war in his mind, Tang Qi recalled the relevant extraordinary materials.

Although Aztec poisonous dragons are powerful and extraordinary monsters, they inherit the power of their ancestors and hardly need to practice. As long as they eat and sleep near the volcano, their strength is naturally stronger day by day. The longer they live, the more terrible their power is.

But at this time, the one who was surrounded and killed was a young beast.

With its claws and some magical power, it killed thousands of aborigines to less than 1000, but it also paid a huge price.

Tang Qi watched its membrane pierced, its abdomen and hips were filled with spears, and the spear tip smeared with special venom brought it great damage. In despair, it cast the last magic "dragon blood self explosion".

The power of self explosion awakened the volcano that was supposed to fall into sleep again, and the forest was destroyed.

The only thing that survived were some hard antiques, such as a deeply buried "Aztec gold coin" and a "flint spear tip" that pierced its heart.

"Roar!"

With a terrible roar, an Aztec poisonous dragon appeared in Tang Qi's mind. It seemed to follow Tang Qi's spiritual power and wanted to enter his mind and rampage.

Unfortunately, without waiting for its success, the magnificent spiritual power washed over like a flood, but he heard a "Bo", and the virtual shadow of the poisonous dragon was directly rushed back into the flint. Tang Qi opened his eyes without hindrance.

"Very strong evil thoughts, even in the past long years, have not been washed clean, which is very similar to the magic dragon blood in blood Python 1."

Tang Qi's eyes fell on the flint and a look of expectation appeared on his face.

Compared with the "stone of varata", this dragon blood flint is obviously more suitable.

However, Tang Qi didn't start casting immediately.

Instead, he put away the materials first, took a trip to Esmeralda's material warehouse, took a lot of them without hesitation, left a "Aztec gold coin" as a supplement, and then began to practice a lot.

Casting!

The current progress of this skill is about 5%.

It is a little far away from the requirements of the first formal strange object casting.

Tangqi uses a lot of materials for progress accumulation.

As he entered the casting state, all kinds of exquisite or useless gadgets and wonders were born quickly.

His progress began to soar.

One day and one night later, Tang Qi stopped and threw a five pointed star spell in his hand on the workbench. Its function is "soul communication", two-way, with dozens of similar spells stacked on one side.

His progress has stalled. Making similar low-level wonders can't make his progress continue to rise.

"Twenty percent!"

The new progress came into view, and Tang Qi nodded faintly.

"Let's go!"

He should have rested and meditated for a while, but at this time, the hot state made him not intend to stop, grabbed greedy food and dumped it on the workbench.

The waterfall of materials spilled and Tang Qi moved.

Promoted to professional level, coupled with the transformation brought by Chaga fighting, Tangqi's body is very different from ordinary extraordinary people, and almost the same as monsters.

His hands were like an illusion, integrated into the fire curse of the power of the furnace, and burst out a hot and magical wave of fire.

The boiling wind blows everywhere, turning the workbench into a flame world.

As time passed quickly, Tang Qi's magic overflowed and reached the peak.

In the center, he held the "dragon blood flint" tightly in his palm, and below it was a black red vortex.

Inside, light and shadow fragments continue to emerge, broken and reorganized.

Vaguely, it was also a war. A large number of adventurers were encircling and suppressing a dark magic dragon. It continued to struggle and kill, but could not prevent the departure of vitality. Just when the magic dragon raised its hair and roared with terror and was about to release a powerful magic attack.

In the palm of Tangqi's hand, the magic of the unprecedented furnace surged out, and the hard flint, once the tip of a spear, melted.

A drop of red, sticky blood, dripping down.

In the blood, the evil thoughts of Aztec poisonous dragon are roaring.

It seemed to sense something. The eyes of the two dragons reflected each other's figure at the same time.

……

Boom!

All the students and teachers heard the deafening explosion in the school in the morning class.

When they left the classroom, they immediately saw that the fourth floor of the library tower seemed to have been blasted. The terrible flame and violent air flow broke through the magic defense and blew a huge gap in the fourth floor. In the turbulent fireworks, a streamer entangled with dark and red would be shot out and flee to the secret foreign country.

Just then, a furious drink came.

The palm stained with black and gray suddenly poked out and grabbed the streamer directly.

The fire flashed, but there was a strange pistol, which was held by Tangqi.

This pistol is smaller than the previous "blood Python No. 1", with a dark background. The two completely different runes, but both with an ominous smell, extend from the handlebar and entangle each other until they cover the muzzle.

Anyone, even ordinary human beings with weak perception, will feel the violent and ominous breath and terrible evil thoughts at the moment of seeing it, as if they were about to burst out at any time.

Just when the students were surprised at this scene, Tang Qi's "gun" broke out without warning, and two clear dragons roared through the school.

In the sound of "clack clack", the pistol instantly changed into another form. On the gun body, black and red scales rolled out, like a burst dragon body, which expanded at least several times enough to insert a fist. The dark muzzle was aimed at Tang Qi.

"I... boom!"

Before Tang Qi could utter his curses after being stunned, one bullet after another, which was completely composed of violent magic, came at his head.

I can't hide!

The idea of horror exploded in Tang Qi's mind.

Then there was rage.

The blood flowing in his body suddenly boiled, and the furnace magic that burst more than ever before surged out like magma. After he was promoted to the professional level, he released all the furnace magic for the first time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fireworks that had not subsided immediately rose.

The hot air formed by the explosion flame swept away like a tide. Before EVA and other teachers wanted to shoot, the terrorist pistol that blasted the bullet still maintained a strange shape. It seemed to give up escaping, but kept roaring, and the dark muzzle began to aim at the students below.

When the startled voices came and went, a palm completely wrapped in fire penetrated the fireworks and suddenly pinched the muzzle of the pistol.

On the palm, the arm also wrapped by fire, abnormal muscles began to swell, and the power of rage was brewing.

"Roar! Roar!"

When the Dragon roared again, a powerful force that it could not resist erupted, and a tsunami came, as if it had pinched its neck, and then hurled it to the ground.

Boom!

Like a meteorite falling, smoke and fire erupted at the same time. Inside, there was anger, but the sound with a fixed rhythm kept coming.

"Bang Bang...!"

The students who were still frightened at first suddenly realized something, and their faces flashed strange and excited.

Closer, in addition to the rhythmic beating, there was an angry mutter and an increasingly faint roar.

When the smoke dispersed, the sound of the Dragon disappeared.

In a big pit, the headmaster they loved was naked, showing almost perfect muscle lines, holding the previous strange pistol in his hand. It could be seen that it had returned to its original shape, dark and cold, with a chilling rage.

But there were many scars on the body of the gun. It looked like it had been ravaged for some time.

"Don't be nervous. It was just a small accident."

Tangqi said to the students and teachers as he draped his ragged wizard robe over his body.

Their eyes, without exception, fell on the pistols.

Most of the boys looked at it with envy and desire.

Tang Qi spread it out, leaving a trace of shame on his face, but there was an undisguised surprise at the bottom of his eyes.

"Its name is... Dragon roar!"