Restarting the myth.

Chapter 252 I Will Grant You Evolution

The Dark Realm is simply called Darkness, named after the image of darkness, and has nothing to do with the belief in the Dark Goddess.

When a magician's realm reaches the Golden Triangle level, his thinking will undergo a qualitative change. At this time, the Golden Magician is an independent entity. He can not only open the life barrier to reject knowledge, but also use his huge thinking to reshape space.

Wayne had seen Philomena's dark realm and walked around frequently, so he was no stranger to the surrounding environment.

The difference is that Wayne trusts Philomena very much, but to Senna...

Even though Senna is his teacher's teacher, if we really talk about trust, Senna would have a hard time even carrying Philomena's shoes.

In the center of the dark realm, there is a white palace that resembles a sacrificial faith.

On the pillars in front of the main hall, there are carvings of numerous flying dragons. Although they are all giant dragons, they have different shapes and forms, indicating that giant dragons have many branches and may have complex evolutionary potential.

"Teacher Senna, what do these statues mean?"

"It's related to the dragon blood curse." Senna replied lightly, quickening her pace and leading Wayne towards the hall.

"Can you elaborate?"

"Not yet..."

"Teacher Senna, sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity. You try it. Now tell me how to break the dragon blood curse, and I will respect you like a teacher." Wayne said. If possible, he really didn't want to touch the big treasure of the Knight of Nature.

God knows whether the goddess of nature will be found.

"Wayne, I really want to believe you, but I've met too many people and I no longer believe in sincerity."

Senna said without even turning her head: "It hurts to say this, but it's all the truth. It's better than deceiving each other. In a sense, this is my sincerity."

That makes sense!

Not trusting anything is not trust.

Wayne couldn't refute it, and his attempt failed, so he had to follow Senna into the hall.

There was no light in the hall, but there was a bright beam of light illuminating all directions, as if there were induction lights installed. Every time Senna took a step, the hall in front of her would light up.

Wayne looked around. The interior of the hall was extremely large, much more spacious than the exterior. Countless pillars supported the dome, and were carved with different patterns of dragon blood creations.

On the edge are some strangely shaped animals that, judging from their appearance, have no blood relationship with the dragon.

It is understandable that chickens and Tyrannosaurus Rex do not look alike, but that does not affect the fact that they are relatives.

As we moved forward, the patterns carved on the pillars gradually turned into sub-dragon species, covering a wide range of branches, including those flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water, almost covering the entire ecosystem.

Wayne guessed that the pillars in the central area were carved with giant dragons of the purest bloodline, and asked curiously, "Teacher Senna, there are no giant dragons on the Chosen Continent. Where do all these dragon-related creatures live?"

"Dragon Kingdom."

Senna spoke briefly and to the point. Seeing that Wayne was quite curious, she explained, "Powerful adult dragons can build their own kingdoms and use their own blood to create new dragon species. As the blood reproduces and alternates, more and more dragon species will spread throughout the dragon kingdom..."

"It's not just talk that dragons have power comparable to that of gods."

"The Kingdom of God..."

Wayne became even more curious and asked, "As far as I know, gods are omnipotent in their own kingdoms, and dragons are dragon gods in the dragon kingdom. How could they die, and where does dragon blood come from?"

"Comparable to a god but not a true god!"

understood.

This god can be God the Father, the goddess of nature, death, etc., or a subordinate god such as an agent, the seven devils of hell, or the angel who controls the golden rule.

Wayne nodded secretly, re-evaluating Valkyrie's strength at her peak.

Nine Sun Knights rushed into the Kingdom of Dragons, destroyed the Kingdom of God, and established a heart-to-heart relationship with the dragon. The difficulty was no less than...

Wayne has a limited vision and can't imagine it to be anything less than amazing. He just knows it's amazing and seems extremely powerful.

If the nine younger brothers are so powerful, how powerful must the Sun Goddess be? How many of the former nine knights are still alive? What rank are the Sun Knights walking in the world?
According to Wayne's comprehensive evaluation, the fake Dark Knight Austin is definitely at the bottom of the Chosen Knights. The Headless Knight might be very strong in his peak period, and the Death Knight he transformed into is about the same as Austin.

Austin weighs half a catty, he weighs eight ounces.

Senna stopped and stood in front of the altar of the Dragon Blood Ceremony.

At the four corners of the hall stand four huge white pillars, with exquisite dragon patterns carved on them. They represent the four elements of earth, fire, water and wind.

Four pillars support the roof of the hall, and the four elements symbolize the foundation of the world.

The altar was made of the same white stone, carved with ornate patterns and some words that Wayne had never seen before, perhaps the legendary dragon language. Wayne tried to decipher it using the Book of Greed, but to no avail.

The Book of Greed poked its head out and looked over. It saw an abandoned altar. The aroma of food had long since dissipated and now there was only a pile of broken stones.

There is a white stone book placed above the altar. Senna explained that this is a magic book written in dragon language, which records infinite power and wisdom, and symbolizes the miracle of life and infinite possibilities. However, because the dragon who wrote the book died, it can no longer be opened.

As time passed, the divine power was exhausted and the magic book turned into stone, becoming a historical symbol, proving that such a giant dragon once existed.

Senna's heavy tone sounded as if she was visiting a grave, and at first glance, it sounded a little sad.

The magic power around her spread out, and the altar ceremony began.

Behind the two men, white light burst out from the ground in all directions. When the light faded, a mud pit that was 30 meters long, wide and about 5 meters deep was revealed.

Wayne looked down at the big pit. There was a thick layer of black and sticky dirt at the bottom of the pit, which looked like a swimming pool that had been abandoned for many years.

No, a depth of five meters is deep water for humans, but for a dragon that is often a hundred meters long, it is too shallow even to be used as a washbasin. Could this thing be the dragon's toilet?

The pitch-black mud inside is Long Xiang!
"This is the altar for the evolution of dragon blood. The dragon blood has dried up and lost its vitality. Only by stimulating it with dragon blood can the vitality be awakened."

Senna glanced at Wayne and said, "Take off your clothes and jump in."

"Ah this..." Wayne hesitated slightly.

"It's okay, I'm your teacher's teacher, don't be shy in front of me."

No, I don't want to jump into the pit.

Wayne explained in his mind that even though Senna explained very clearly that there was no cesspool below, he still felt disgusted because his imagination was too rich.

He gritted his teeth and began to take off his clothes.

Senna looked forward and was not very interested in the naked Wayne. The latter did not look shy either. He covered his vital parts and jumped into the swimming pool.

"Teacher Senna, I'm fine."

Wayne stood in the mud. The dried dragon blood still had a temperature similar to that of a normal person. He closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment. He found that the dragon blood around him had no vitality and had clearly been dead for many years.

He was puzzled, remembering that Senna once said that dragon blood came from the kingdom of God and was a gift from the goddess.

How do we explain this altar now? Is it also a gift from the goddess?

Behind him, a soft voice fell, and the fragrant breeze made Wayne frown.

Senna crossed the safe distance, which made him feel uncomfortable, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

Looking back, Senna was half standing in the dragon blood and black mud, her upper body was as white as snow, and her long wavy light golden hair was tied up.

The slender neck has delicate skin, smooth and soft lines, and the clavicle is clear and elegant, like a carefully carved work of art. The bright white light radiates, intuitively showing the soft charm of the female body.

Looking down further, with one hand covering the vital parts of the chest, there is also a deep and mysterious charm.

Wayne subconsciously widened his eyes, noticing the teasing gaze coming at him, but pretended not to notice and stood there like a wooden chicken. He turned his head stiffly after ten seconds.

No wonder Veronica wasn’t allowed to help, the scene was indeed very restrictive and not suitable for an innocent female college student.

"What, you don't want to watch anymore?"

"Ah, can we continue watching?"

"..."

Senna was speechless after hearing this, and admitted that the Pope's evaluation was fair. This kid really had no chivalry.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. The standard for measuring knights has never been chivalry, talent is the first priority.

"Teacher Senna, can you stand in front of me?"

Wayne said awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to offend you, I just feel uncomfortable... It's like when someone is standing behind you when you pee, you will be nervous and can't pee, do you understand what I mean?"

I don't understand!
No peeing allowed here either!

Senna didn't bother to say anything more to Wayne. She took a step forward, put her hands on Wayne's shoulders, and told him to relax and not tense his muscles.

Senna held Wayne down and squatted in the mud, eyes closed, emitting the breath of dragon blood. This was not the first time she helped someone transform their blood. She had experience with Xifei before, so she could barely be considered an old hand.

Called by Senna's blood, the dark mud gradually heated up, and the dragon blood awakened its former vitality. Under the gaze of Wayne, an outsider, it gradually became transparent.

It’s not dragon flying, but the possibility of dragon urine cannot be ruled out.

The dragon's blood warmed up and became transparent, so pure white that it didn't look like blood.

Around Wayne, the restraining feeling of the swamp mud disappeared, and bathing in the pure water felt steaming hot as if taking a hot spring bath.

Senna closed her eyes, her long hair was wet with sweat, and her body fragrance became stronger. Even though Wayne couldn't see her, he felt that she was extremely attractive at this moment.

Wayne frowned. He had seen a similar feeling on the succubus. The elf he transformed into also had the same charm, more or less. He guessed that all higher life forms were like this, and Senna, who had dragon blood, was no exception.

Gradually, the hot spring was shrouded in mist, and it was pitch dark. Senna pressed Wayne's head and pushed him into the water. The latter held his breath through his mouth and nose, opened his eyes underwater, and saw a series of complex magic circles at the bottom of the pool.

Due to the angle, Wayne couldn't see the specific form of the magic circle. He could only see the dragon blood words at his feet. He lowered his head to study for a while, then turned around...

He didn't turn around because Senna held his head down, not allowing him to look back.

Wayne secretly thought it was bad luck and he was wronged. He didn't want to see Senna, he was studying dragon language!

By the way, does Senna understand dragon language? Can she teach him?
Senna pressed down on Wayne's head, closed her eyes and muttered something in an obscure dragon language, with more and more sweat on her forehead.

The next second, she opened her eyes, and her golden eyes looked majestic.

As a faint pressure dissipated, the dragon blood in the altar suddenly boiled. The dragon blood that had long lost its vitality was forcibly activated. It did not have the possibility of life evolution, and needed to be purified by a magic circle to squeeze out a small amount of valuable dragon blood.

The amount of dragon blood is limited, and the more it is squeezed, the thinner it becomes. Senna estimated that after this incident, the altar would most likely be destroyed and there would be no possibility of squeezing it anymore.

Wayne was struggling in the water, holding his breath to his limit. If he was not released, he might have to drink the bath water.

Senna secretly thought that it was troublesome, and allowed Wayne to expose his head for air. At the same time, she said: "The dragon blood has been activated. Every step that follows is very important. Let go of your mind and don't resist. I will guide the dragon blood into your body..."

"This process will be painful, just be patient."

Wayne lay in the water with his head up, not seeing Senna's face. Just as he was about to say something, he was pushed back into the water.

Little bits of golden threads gathered from all directions and penetrated into Senna's body. She gritted her teeth and held back her screams of pain, transferring the hard-earned dragon blood to Wayne.

"This altar was built for my own people, to reward my own descendants, so that they can have the possibility of further advancement..."

"You don't have dragon blood in your body. Forced transformation will only burn your body to ashes. Don't resist my thoughts. I will guide the dragon blood to rebuild your bloodline."

She told the story as simply as possible, suppressing her pain, and spoke in halting sentences.

Standing outside the pool, I couldn't see anything because of the mist. I could only hear Wayne's splashing water and his low murmurs of suppressed pain.

It's not very serious, and it feels a bit weird.

Wayne sensed the dragon blood approaching him, and there was another huge thought watching him covetously, and he instinctively wanted to refuse.

"You chose the elves as your evolutionary path. The transformation process will only be more painful. Accept my thinking, hurry up, and don't hesitate."

Why didn’t you say it earlier and had to drag it on until now?

Wayne curled his lips and accepted the thoughts and dragon blood entering his body. The golden blood lines penetrated his skin, entered his blood vessels and went straight to the heart.

The Book of Greed will kick people as soon as it stretches its legs, without considering its own level. It will come over to exchange blood.

Don't be impatient, just let it change, it can't be changed anyway.

Wayne suppressed the Book of Greed and waited a little longer, as he was determined to drink this mouthful of dragon blood today.

More and more dragon blood entered Wayne's body, lingering in his heart, trying to change this body from the source.

The effect was very mediocre. Senna tried her best but couldn't shake it at all. Thinking of Wayne's perfect elf form, she secretly thought it was troublesome and tried her best to search for more dragon blood.

At the same time, Senna's thoughts entered Wayne's body, one of them reshaped his blood along with the dragon blood, while the other was dormant in secret, waiting for the moment when Wayne was in extreme pain and lost consciousness, to plant a trigger in his mind.

Since I have taken off my clothes, it is impossible for me to not get any benefits.

Dragon blood is the gift Senna gave to Wayne, which makes his talent more powerful and wins the favor of the goddess. The trigger of thinking is the guarantee she left for herself, so that Wayne would not turn against her after the success.

Wayne noticed this thought and expressed his understanding. It was normal not to trust him as he was a social outcast, and he must have some backup plan.

It's just someone like Veronica, whose silly husband has been fooled time and time again, and still hasn't learned how to make him write a document.

Just as he was thinking, this thought sneaked in and tried to blend into his thoughts, just like...

The contract he signed with Mona.

Wayne: (a`a)
Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?
Senna's mind was too powerful, whether it was yin or yang, Wayne could not compete with it. His mind fled away and hid in the Book of Greed, leaving his living body to Senna to deal with.

Take your time, don't rush. If Senna has the ability to turn him into a dragon, he would be convinced and kowtow to her.

Both of Senna's thoughts made no progress. The former could not use dragon blood to reshape Wayne's heart, and the latter could not find Wayne's thoughts.

She tried desperately to draw dragon blood, and even emptied the entire altar, but it was of no avail. In addition, Wayne's thoughts were at a loss, and she became extremely anxious.

At this point, Senna had no reason to give up, and seeing that Wayne had noticed her intention, she simply stopped acting.

A golden light spread out from her brows, and a streak of bright red flowed down. She grabbed Wayne's hot body, and with her brows touching, she wrapped her own blood with her mind and forced it into Wayne's body.

The evolutionary path of the perfect elf was more difficult to dismantle than she had imagined, and reconstruction would be even more complicated. More importantly, she couldn't find Wayne's thoughts, as if he had left this body.

A few more minutes passed, Senna was almost going crazy, tired of playing hide-and-seek with Wayne, so she decided to go all out. She suddenly opened her vertical golden eyes and used her own blood to cast dragon language magic.

Around the altar, pillars representing earth, fire, water and wind glowed. The dragon blood in Senna's body became purer, and she was judged to be the owner of the altar. Her mind became infinitely stronger, forcibly changing Wayne's physical features.

White scales slowly appeared on Wayne's body, and the beating heart turned golden.

Senna wandered around in Wayne's body for a long time, checking every corner, and finally found the hiding place of his thoughts.

"Good boy, don't resist. I just left something for you. This is the basis of our mutual trust." Senna closed her eyes, tightened her mind, and rushed over.

boom! ! !
Senna saw a dark starry sky, a dead universe. The four elements of earth, fire, water and wind were scattered in every corner of the universe, trying to awaken this world that had been sleeping for many years.

Among them, the fire element is the most active and its concentration is the most exaggerated.

Senna looked at this scene in disbelief. At a certain moment, she almost thought she had stepped into the door of truth. She was shocked by the exaggerated reserves of the four elements in Wayne's body, and even more surprised that there was such a world inside Wayne's body.

Referring to the realm of the magician, Senna believes that this universe is the newly built kingdom of God, but Wayne himself does not have this realm and it is impossible for him to establish his own kingdom of God.

In addition...

Where is the thinking hidden?
Hiss!

The sound of flesh and blood squirming came from above, and Senna's mind sensed it and saw an extremely huge demonic eye.

The eyeball grew in the universe. It disappeared when it blinked, and became the center of the entire universe when it opened. Chaotic whispers spread from it, telling Senna's mind about the emptiness and helplessness of this universe.

Senna was so frightened that she ran away decisively, her mind split into several parts, looking for possible exit routes nearby.

Tentacles stretched out from the universe, entangled the fleeing thoughts, and pieced them together again as a whole, and placed in front of the big eyeball, allowing the emptiness of the universe to be felt up close.

“Ahhhh————”

In the swimming pool, Senna's body gradually swelled, and fine white scales covered her body surface, gradually turning into a half-dragon form.

She owns this altar and has obtained a large amount of dragon blood. Her own bloodline is extremely pure. She is far ahead of Sphy and Veronica on the road of evolution. Her transformation is far more than just a half-dragon.

But now, this process of resistance has been interrupted.

Wayne was completely wrapped around Senna, his pale tentacles tightening around her white body. Large amounts of white foam poured into her mouth, nose, ears and eyes, especially into the area between her eyebrows, where the foam was injected at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Free your mind and don't resist!"

"I will grant you evolution and let you see a wider world..."

Chaotic whispers tortured Senna's mind, depriving her of control over her body and confining her remaining thoughts to a small corner.

In the darkness, boundless white turned into a huge wave, rushing and drowning Senna who had nowhere to escape.

Senna resisted angrily and transformed into a dragon for the final battle. After an unknown amount of time, she realized that her fate was doomed and chose to self-destruct and die together with her.

In the darkness, a firework bloomed brilliantly.

Tentacles stretched out, accompanied by murmuring sounds of pity, piecing together the shattered fireworks, and then dragged Senna, whose face was pale, into the white ocean.

The whispering sound moved, and her world was left with only boundless paleness. From her mind to her body, everything turned pale...

……

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Senna stood in the middle of the pool and looked around with horror. The altar was still the same altar, but Wayne, who had frightened her, had disappeared.

The cold pool water no longer had the vitality of dragon blood. Senna looked upward and jumped to the ground.

At first glance, Wayne was sitting on the altar, looking well-behaved and honest.

"Senna, you're awake, how do you feel, are you nauseous?"

It was more than just nauseating, I almost vomited!
Senna's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She took a step forward, her stomach churning. She fell to her knees with her limbs weak, supporting herself on the ground with her hands, spitting out mouthfuls of white foam.

After the white foam fell to the ground, it squirmed and gathered into several tentacles, which wrapped around Senna's hands and merged into her skin and flesh under her horrified gaze.

She is no longer a pure dragon.

"you……"

"What did you do to me?"

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