Chapter 1953 Violet's worries...
"She said that the little guy in your claws is taken care of by a dragon. If you don't mind, can you put him down?"
"..."
Hearing this, Witt's face froze, and then he turned his head and saw a gray-yellow bone dragon standing not far behind him, staring at him with his golden eyes in the dancing black soul fire.
The atmosphere was slightly stagnant for a moment.
But soon, Witt broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere, but the way to break the awkwardness was a little unexpected.
"What are you doing?"
While stroking the other's ribs, Witt responded: "Other bone dragons have gray-white bones, why are yours gray-yellow? This color is not normal at first glance!
I'll help you check if you have osteoporosis."
"Osteoporosis... I can barely understand it, but does it require tooth extraction?"
Witt retracted his claws with regret.
"Oh, I'm just checking your teeth, in case any of them are loose. By the way, are bone dragon teeth useful?"
Quinton looked at Witt with interest.
"I don't know if it's useful, anyway, I haven't used it, but compared to this, I'm more concerned about the color of my bones... Have you come to any conclusions?"
"Well, let me feel it again, um... There's no big problem, it's just that it's been dead for a long time. By the way, brother, how long have you been dead?"
"How long have you been dead..."
The soul fire in Quinton's eyes beat a little more violently.
"I can't remember the time, but it should be more than 10,000 years!"
"It's been dead for a long time, oh, by the way, here's your dragon, keep it, I have other things to do, let's talk about it another day."
As he said, Witt stuffed the little undead dragon that he had checked inside and out into the chest of the bone dragon in front of him, uh... Actually, it was placed on the ribs.
Looking at the two skeletons merged into one, Witt couldn't help but grin.
"By the way, my name is Witt, a mutant silver dragon. See you again if we're lucky!"
"My name is Quinton. Goodbye!"
Watching Witt and Violet leave, the little undead dragon couldn't help but say, "Brother Quinton, why don't you teach that dragon a lesson?
That guy is obviously not a good guy."
"Why?"
"He bullied me!"
"Did he hit you?"
"Uh..."
"Scolded you?"
"..."
"Look, although he did everything, he didn't do anything.
So, I have no reason to teach him a lesson. In addition, you may not understand it now, but when you grow up, you will know that many things are meaningless.
In contrast, I like his speaking style very much...
It's very interesting!"
...
On the other side, Witt turned around and walked away with Violet.
As he walked, he took out a small crystal jar and put the bone powder he had secretly scraped off into it.
Villet walked beside him, watching Witt's actions, her eyes almost popped out.
As expected of a teacher, that claw is really not clean!
But...
"Teacher, do you feel that the dragon is stupid and doesn't react much to your actions, or are all bone dragons like this?"
"Of course it's different!
Don't learn from me. I dare to do that because I have the ability to face him when he gets angry. If you dare to do that, you will be beaten and kicked out.
In addition, that's not stupidity, that's indifference.
Bone dragons are different from us.
Bone dragons without flesh and blood, whose perception of the outside world only stays at the spiritual level, will not care about many things over time."
While talking, Witt put away the crystal jar.
This thing is actually useless, and Witt is just collecting it.
In the early days of its birth, the bone dragon's combat power was all on the bones. After all, it was at least a legendary strongman when it was alive, and its bones were very hard.
But as time passed, the elemental realm of the bone dragon was growing. On the contrary, the bones lacked the nourishment of flesh and blood, and only relied on elemental tempering, and the speed of becoming stronger was very slow.
In the end, bones will become an inconspicuous part of the bone dragon's combat power.
Of course, after all, they are constantly soaked by the elements, and the bones of the bone dragon will become harder and harder, but it is difficult to keep the original shape.
Years, wind and frost, and battles will make these bones look more and more, well... old!
After all, the bones of the bone dragon no longer grow.
Therefore, the one that looks tattered in the bone dragon is most likely the strongest one.
The opposite is the undead dragon.
The bones of the undead dragon will grow, just like the undead dragon in its juvenile stage just now, but it looks like a young dragon. As time goes by, he will grow up.
The strength of the bones will also be reflected in the shape of the bones. The whiter and smoother the bones look, the more powerful the undead dragon will be.
That's all!
After Witt put away the jar, he turned his head and looked at Violet.
"Okay, now it's your turn to answer my question..."
As he said, Witt looked at Violet with some doubts.
"Why don't you stay in the Sky City and use the Sea of Thunder to practice Thunder Rising? What are you doing here?"
"What are you talking about?
I came here with Antasha and the others. Antasha's strength has improved a bit, reaching a high legendary level, so she brought Donitasa to this continent to look for traces of Morris.
I thought you were here too, so I followed over to take a look. Unexpectedly, I actually bumped into you.
By the way, where is Celine?
Why didn't I see her?
It shouldn’t be!
When you come to a place like this, Celine should look at you to death. "
Hearing this, Werther glanced at Violet.
"Are you trying to bully me?"
Violet chuckled.
"How dare you!"
Werther rolled his eyes. There are too many things you dare to do, but...
"It's already a legendary high position!"
Antasha's strength improved really quickly.
But if the legend is in a high position...
"Ilaya and the others didn't come with them!"
"No, Antasha said she was strong enough to deal with Morris, so she didn't bother Ilaya and Xavier anymore, so this time it's just the three of us.
Of course, in my opinion, Antasha actually has no confidence in finding Morris at all.
The continent of Fevers is too big, and tracking the magic circle by breath alone is still not enough. "
Werther felt the same way.
Isn't that why he came here? He needs to let Sen and the others fulfill their previous agreement.
With these thoughts in his mind, Witte asked casually: "Stop talking about this, where is your father? Has he returned to the Sky City?"
Hearing this, Violet suddenly stopped.
Werther looked over in confusion, only to see that Violet's face was suddenly filled with worry.
"No……
Teacher, after such a long time, do you think my father will..."
"What are you thinking about? Your father's talent is top-notch, and his strength is also quite strong. Moreover, it is said that many years have passed, but in fact, he officially fell asleep more than 2,000 years ago.
That is a breakthrough legend!
If you push it back two or three thousand years, that is also a normal phenomenon, so don't worry about it. "
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. There's no need to lie to you about this kind of thing."
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