v4 Chapter 82： The birth of the hunter

The second week of February.

After working tirelessly for more than two weeks, Schelling's research finally yielded some results.

He calculated the days of a certain celestial phenomenon, and entered the suitcase space alone.

The sky in the space was released with a meteorological spell, and a sun and a moon appeared at the same time. This is not a celestial phenomenon virtually created through phantom magic, but a kind of magic that links the real celestial phenomenon to the outside world. The energy of the sun and moon comes from real celestial bodies.

In a bare, bare, grassy field, Schelling drew a very complicated magic circle on the ground.

In the center of the magic circle, there is a specimen of the ancient dragon that was sent to her by sister Gulana. Although the ancient dragon may have passed hundreds of millions of years, its powerful blood has not been completely dried up. The Medieval Wizarding Association has unearthed it. At the time of this specimen, three legendary-level secret treasures were used to successfully seal the remaining trace of magic power. Of course, these were what Xie Lin heard from Sister Gulana, and she didn't mention the true identity and appearance of the three secret treasures.

At this moment, this specimen still exudes a trace of magical power fluctuations from the eyes of Schelling's magical power. If Schelling hadn't used the magical eye to observe it carefully, I am afraid it would not be able to detect the existence of this magical power. But this insignificant wave of magical power was enough to make Buckbeak and Yinya, who were playing nearby, feel deeply disturbed, and they ran as far away as possible. Fortunately, this suitcase has enough space, and they have disappeared.

Xie Lin took a deep breath and began to sing in ancient dragon language. With every syllable he uttered, the cloudless sky suddenly burst into spring thunder, thunder rumbling, and then the wind was surging, a large swath of white clouds seemed to have In general, the sky above Schelling's magic ritual was slowly driven away by the invisible wind, and it rolled up layer by layer around an invisible center.

At the center of the "cloud eye", there is only a blue sky, a sun and a moon. The afterglow of the two celestial bodies passed through the "eye of the cloud" and fell on the ground where the ritual graphics were portrayed.

"When the eyes of the flame dragon opened, the pupils of the ice dragon closed. When the sun and the moon were empty, the flame dragon returned to the lair, and the ice dragon found its home..."

At this time, the sun and moon in the sky seemed to be stimulated in some way and became brighter.

"The bones of ancestors, donated accidentally, can regenerate your descendants..."

The ancient Shenlong specimen suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the sealing magic released on it was instantly broken, and the magic wave on it burst out instantly and was absorbed by the magic circle on the ground. The ancient Shenlong specimen slowly turned into fly ash and annihilated in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The host's meat, donated voluntarily, can regenerate your possessed spirit..."

The sterling silver dagger in Schelling's cuff suddenly slipped into his hand. He frowned, gritted his teeth, and dug out a piece of **** flesh on his right arm with the dagger, and threw it into the magic circle. At this time, the thunder in the sky became louder, and the clouds became thicker. What's strange is that the color of the sun slowly became purple and black, the warm sunlight slowly became dimmed, and the moon became blood red and cold. Yuehui was brighter and brighter. In the magic circle, Schelling's flesh and blood dwindled and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly turning into dung, and integrating with the earth.

"The blood of the same race, forced to donate, can revive your enemy..."

Schelling took out the active dragon blood given to him by Mr. Slahhorn with his left hand, shook it gently, and at the same time poured a large amount of magic power into the dragon blood through the bottle, the dragon blood slowly boiled and sighed. With the sound, he gently tossed the whole bottle of dragon blood into the magic circle.

哐啷!

There was a crisp sound of bottle breaking.

The magic circle is fully activated.

All the magic marks on the ground suddenly lit up, and the fierce crimson light filled the entire space. At this moment, it looked like hell. There were faint murmurs in the void, intermittent, but enough to make the hair stand up.

Xie Lin looked at his watch. The sun and moon in the watch reached the 12 o'clock position. He quickly raised his wand, poured his full energy into the magic he was about to perform, and shouted in a deep voice: "Holy guard! "

A large amount of silver-white mist erupted like a spring, erupting from the end of the magic wand, turning into silky silver-white lines in mid-air, woven one by one into the shape of a dragon. The silver-white dragon swooped, stood at the center of the magic circle, raised its mighty head, and let out a long and powerful howl. The whole process only happened in a short moment.

At this time, the sun and moon in the sky overlapped.

A bright lightning that was bright enough to plunge everyone into the instantaneous darkness, descended from the sky, and slammed into the silver-white dragon with a loud thunder that resembled an explosion!

"Wake up! Ancient dragon soul!"

The patron saint of the silver-white dragon emits a dazzling light, and the silver-white light mist surrounding it is slowly sucked into the dragon body. The dragon body slowly solidifies at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slowly materializes—the fine dragon scales one by one. When it grew out, various patterns appeared on the dragon scales, and the dragon horns on the dragon head slowly changed from silvery white to golden yellow, and spiritual pupils were slowly reflected in the widened long eye!

Silver...No, it can no longer be called the silver dragon...

There is no silvery white place on its whole body. The whole body is exuding colorful shiny dragon scales, a pair of pointed and long golden dragon horns, a red dragon pupil, a blue dragon pupil, and a beautiful line. The tail of the dragon, at the end of the tail, resembles the tail of a peacock, divided into several branches, all with patterns similar to eyes.

Taking advantage of this opportunityXie Lin took out a bottle of potion that had been prepared with his left hand, and poured a whole bottle into his mouth. The flesh and blood in the wound on his right arm was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly returned to normal, and he didn't even leave a scar, and he couldn't tell that his arm had been injured.

The giant dragon looked at Xie Lin steadily. It was initially savvy and ignorant of everything between heaven and earth. It just felt a fetter in Xie Lin's body.

Schelling knows that it is still waiting for itself. At this time, it is like a piece of white paper. He has not enough wisdom to understand the relationship with himself, and he does not know how to deal with himself, so he must take the initiative.

Schelling walked forward and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the dragon’s neck. He looked directly at the dragon’s eyes and said solemnly: "I am Schelling Malfoy. You were my patron saint, I was originally me A portrayal of the soul, but from today, you have your own mind, you will no longer be my subsidiary, but my partner!"

"My partner--" Xie Lin looked at the dragon with piercing eyes, and the dragon touched Xie Lin's outstretched hand with his head as if he didn't understand. The world?"

The dragon uttered syllables like singing like singing in ancient dragon language, and Xie Lin could understand that this meant "as I wish.

"Very good," Schelling's voice gradually rose, and he said loudly, "Then, in the name of your host Schelling, give your name—"

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