Chapter 557 The Book Of Abraham!

"Vos——Loda!"

"T--Su!"

In the subspace, Blake raised his head and watched the two giant dragons in the sky spraying each other with dragon language magic......

One is a mutated fire dragon with black scales all over its body, and the other is a very skinny undead bone dragon.

The two dragons have been fighting in the air for an hour.

It seems like they are indistinguishable....

But Blake knew that if it weren't for the fact that both parties could only use dragon language magic, the black dragon would have been eaten alive by the bone dragon...

But despite this, the big black dragon that was released into the sea was still covered in the bone dragon's face with a lump of frost breath five minutes later, and passed out directly. Its huge body also fell from the sky.

As soon as Blake raised his hand, the rapidly falling body of the big black dragon was fixed in the air, and then slowly landed on the ground.

"boom!"

When the big black dragon's body landed on the ground, the bone dragon also landed not far away.

Its eyes composed of dark green soul fire flickered, and a consciousness was conveyed.

"...Ass..."

"I know it's not as strong as you, but you have to know that undead creatures have a natural advantage in fighting, because you are not afraid of pain. Besides, Dahei's body has not evolved to the extreme. Of course, it is impossible to beat you. ”

Blake picked up the wand and applied healing to the big black dragon.

It didn't take long for Dahei to wake up. It looked at the ancient dragon not far away, using its claws to throw the dementors into its mouth one after another as if it were eating jelly beans [fear flashed in its eyes.

Ever since Blake taught it dragon language magic, Dahei felt that he was almost invincible.

There is a kind of spirit that no one can compete with except Blake.

As a result... Blake directly pulled out such a piece of bones and fought with it...

Then Dahei's arrogance was directly defeated.

This thing is really too scary......

"Dahei, do you know how powerful you are now? There are many powerful forces in this world that you have never seen before, so don't be complacent. After all, even I dare not say that I am invincible."

The big black dragon nodded repeatedly, now it was completely convinced.

I can't even beat a skeleton, so how can I have the nerve to say I'm strong...

Blake looked at his watch, "Okay, it's time for me to leave. Dahei, just stay here for now and learn how to fight with others."

The big black dragon glanced at the ancient dragon opposite and trembled, but because of Blake's majesty, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

The Bone Dragon is a powerful undead creature summoned by Blake from another undead world, a world where undead creatures devour each other.

For the bone dragon to grow to this level, it can be said that it has experienced hundreds of battles.

If Dahei could learn some dragon fighting methods from it, it would be of great benefit to it.

After Blake handed over the ancient dragon, he left the subspace and returned to his home in Godric Valley.

He opened the door, pretended to have just woken up, and walked out.

"Good afternoon, Blake, it looks like you had a good nap." Nagini brought over a cup of hot tea.

"Hmm... not bad." After Blake finished drinking the tea, he said, "I plan to go out..."

"where to?"

"Go meet someone. It's almost time." Blake looked at the time again.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Nagini took off her apron and brought her own equipment.

Blake had long said that Nagini would follow him wherever he went, so he did not stop Nagini from meeting Dracula with him.

"Where are you going? Can I come with you?" Rebecca asked doubtfully.

"We went out to discuss something with others. It's not convenient to bring you with us." Blake explained.

"Oh, then you guys come back early. I'll wait for you to have dinner in the evening." Rebecca lowered her head obediently and continued to study her textbook.

Blake nodded towards Nagini, and then left home together.

Without delaying time, Blake picked a secret corner, opened the dimensional door directly, and left Godric Valley...

"I didn't expect that you would actually ask me to meet here.~" Blake looked around with interest.

The place where Dracula made an appointment with him was actually in an ordinary coffee shop owned by Muggles.

He thought the other party would find a tavern run by a wizard or something.

"The environment here is quite good. It's suitable for talking. And don't worry, I used a little magic and they can't hear our conversation." Dracula, who looked a little pale, responded with a smile.

"The environment is indeed very good. Fortunately, the clothes we changed when we went out were not so weird, otherwise, it would be out of place here."

This coffee shop is quite big. Their location is right by the window. You can clearly see the Muggles coming and going on the street outside. Blake and Nagini sat on the same side, while Dracula sat on the other side.

"I heard that you were born in the Muggle world, so you will definitely not be as unfamiliar with such an occasion as ordinary wizards." Dracula said, adding two sugar cubes to the coffee cup in front of him.

"Well, of course............Huh? Mr. Tepeche, your face doesn't look good? Are you feeling unwell?" Blake asked knowingly.

"Ah...it's nothing. I've just been studying alchemy recently and haven't had a good rest." Dracula said as he pretended to pick it up and take a sip.

To be fair, Blake is partly responsible for why he is so weak today...

He thought he could escape unscathed, but he didn't expect... Blake, a scumbag in the war, could actually use ancient runes to burst out such a powerful force.

Although the last clone was killed so quickly that he couldn't even realize who gave him the final blow.

However, the last feeling Dracula felt in that clone was the numbness of being struck by lightning...and he had just seen Blake use a card with lightning magic...

In other words, his clone was most likely temporarily controlled by Blake's ancient rune card with lightning magic for a little while, and then was killed by Dumbledore and Grindelwald. ………………

For masters like Dumbledore and Grindelwald, being held captive for just a moment is fatal enough...

Every time he thinks of this, Dracula's heart bleeds!

Those were the few high-quality clones he had left... Unexpectedly, they were unexpectedly folded there in that way because of Blake...

This forced him to dig out an old clone that he had made long ago.

That is the current clone.

Although it can still be used, whether it is strength or touch, this clone is far from the previous high-level clone...

"I don't know if you've heard that in addition to my attainments in alchemy, I also have achievements in potions." Blake said [took out ten small bottles and handed them over.

"Of course I've heard of this. It only took you a minute to create a magic potion formula that can cure dragon pox. There is no doubt that your potion knowledge is definitely a master. " Dracula complimented while taking the small bottle.

The small bottle was an ordinary glass bottle, containing a transparent liquid. With Dracula's level of potion, there was no way to tell what kind of potion it was.

He asked hesitantly: "I'm not very good at potions... Well, what kind of medicine is this you gave me?"

"This is my homemade disease-removing medicine. It can treat more than 70 basic diseases, and it is very good for restoring energy. It is now used for clinical treatment in St. Mungo's." Blake introduced.

"Oh... You are really amazing." Dracula squinted at the medicine bottle in his hand, with a look of surprise on his face.

"If you trust me, you can put a little drop into your coffee now, and then you will know whether I am right or not." Blake suggested with a smile.

Dracula's expression didn't change at all, and he opened the small bottle.

"Of course I can trust you." Dracula simply dropped a drop of potion into the coffee, then picked up the coffee and drank it in a gulp.

Dracula put down the cup, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, but his expression remained unchanged.

If Blake's true eyes hadn't noticed the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, and a trace of shock flashed across his eyes, he would have almost truly believed that Dracula completely trusted him.

Blake was willing to bet that Dracula was planning to use some trick to pretend he drank the coffee dripped with potion, but actually didn't.

However, Blake's potion has a special feature "that is, it melts in the mouth...013205119feilu183243141]

It caught Dracula off guard! God knows how shocked Dracula was when he found that the coffee in the cup disappeared directly into his mouth...

In fact, as Blake expected, Dracula was still wary of Blake.

Magic potions and the like are not something you can take casually. Although this is just a backward clone, there is not much left in stock.

If Blake kills him with a cup of poisoned coffee, then he might actually show up in person!

Just thinking about it makes me feel insecure!

Just when Dracula barely concealed the expression of shock and anger on his face, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of relief coming from this clone!

The parts of this body that felt blocked when moving before are now more flexible!

Even my mind becomes clearer!

Could it be that the potion Blake gave himself to drink was really a good potion?!

Dracula thought about it and immediately felt that he was too cautious.

That's right! Blake has absolutely no need or motive to poison himself!

It is entirely because of my usual caution that I let myself compete with the air here...

Tsk, what a shame, Dracula...

After complaining about himself, Dracula said to Blake in surprise: "This... this potion is really magical! I feel a lot more energetic! Even my body feels a lot lighter!"

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? You have to take a rest when studying alchemy from now on. If you feel uncomfortable, write to me again. I have plenty of this kind of medicine."

'.||Okay, okay, then I'm welcome!" Dracula said excitedly.

He couldn't help but be excited, because just after he complimented Blake, he was shocked to find that the quality of this avatar, which was a bit low in quality, actually showed a slight upward trend after drinking that drop of potion!

Blake is really a talent! If the organization can recruit him, and then ask him to help him get more potions! Then his clone... no, the main body can definitely evolve to a higher quality!

Thinking of this, Dracula felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart.

"You're welcome. You and I exchanged alchemy before and I benefited a lot, so these potions are nothing. Your health is important."

Dracula suddenly felt a sense of guilt rising in his heart.

Blake actually just wanted to thank me?

Tsk... I just suspected that Blake had evil intentions towards me. I really deserve to die!

Speaking of

Come on, what do I have that is worthy of Blake doing this?

Dracula resents his persecutory paranoia.

However, when he heard Blake mention alchemy, he remembered the purpose of asking Blake to come here today.

"By the way, you said you wanted to see the originals of those pictures last time, didn't you?" Dracula took out a large, quaint book from his bag.

Here comes the good stuff! Blake's eyes lit up and he quickly took the book.

The material of this book is very special. It feels neither like paper nor sheepskin, but a bit like soft bark.

Seems to be a papyrus from ancient Egypt.

Books made of papyrus... There are definitely not many of them in today's world.

In other words, regardless of the content, this book is already a priceless treasure.

Blake looked at the cover of the book - "The Book of Abraham".

Blake's eyes widened, he had heard the name of this book!

To be precise, he heard it from his alchemy teacher, Nico Flamel!

Blake quickly opened the title page of the book, and sure enough, the unexpected font of Nixing was clearly visible.

"Anyone who reads the contents of this book, except the priests and scribes responsible for transcribing the records, will be cursed!"

Blake doesn't care about the so-called curse, (Zhao Lihao) because his physique is basically not afraid of any curse now.

What he cares about is why this book appears in Dracula's henchmen!

This book should have been in the hands of Nico Flamel!

Nico Flamel was just an ordinary scribe many years ago. After getting this book, he became a legendary alchemist.

At that time, Nico Flamel was a clerk responsible for copying, and happened to be exempt from the curse...

Nico Flamel, who fully understood this book, finally created the magic stone that turned everything into gold and made people immortal...

Nico Flamel had originally mentioned the book to him, but did not pass it on to Blake because he was worried about the curse.

Unexpectedly, Blake would get this book in this way... Could this be the script used by Nicolas Flamel? Was it stolen by Dracula and the others?

However, if such an important book was lost, how could Nico Flamel never mention it to himself?

Blanc frowned slightly.

Dracula thought Blake's surprised expression was because he was concerned about time after seeing this book.

"The pictures I showed you before were all from the book Immortal Tomb. I think that with your level of alchemy, you are fully qualified to see the original work! So, I will bring it to you

. "I" Dracula smiled.

With this book, it would be too easy to lure Blake to join his organization! Even he couldn't resist this temptation at the beginning! For alchemists like them, this

Knowledge is a priceless treasure!

However, Dracula's imagination that Zai Ke was so excited did not appear.

Blake was very calm.

"Uh...what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this book?" Dracula asked doubtfully.

Blake closed the book, squinted his eyes and asked: "There is indeed a problem... This book should always be in the hands of my teacher Nico Flamel. Why... it happened twice?"

Appearing on your hand?".