"how can that be?"

"This is impossible!"

Without any surprise, Mo Cheng heard Isabella and Teresa's exclamation, obviously they couldn't believe the effect of what Mo Cheng said.

What is a dragon descendant? The bloodline of a giant dragon. Under the premise that there are no giant dragons and no original bloodlines, do you want to purify the bloodline?

It can't be said that it can't be done at all, it's just a [dream] level.

The two seemed very excited, but Isabella took a deep breath after seeing Mo Cheng's calm face, "Is this true?"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it." Mo Cheng took out another identical test tube and put them together, "Of course, I also know that I have ulterior motives for letting you drink something of unknown origin. So there are three in total here, you can choose first, and I'll drink the rest after you finish choosing."

As he said that, Mo Cheng turned around, not looking at which test tube Isabella and Teresa chose.

It is obviously impossible to ask someone to drink a potion of unknown origin, let alone Isabella and Teresa are both dragon descendants and half elves.

With these two identities, it is basically certain that the two sisters are full of distrust towards other people.

The best way to resolve the distrust is to drink one of those things yourself, and tell them that it is not something nasty.

As for the additional loss of the [Artificial Dragon Bloodline], in Mo Cheng's view, it can be tolerated.

"We picked."

Hearing the answer, Mo Cheng turned around and without looking at the table, he unplugged the remaining [Artificial Dragon Bloodline] and suffocated it in one gulp.

It felt like chewing and swallowing compressed biscuits in one bite. The feeling of fullness was so strong that Mo Cheng almost couldn't help hiccupping.

Isabella watched Mo Cheng carefully for five minutes, and after making sure that there was no suspicious reaction on his body, she looked at the test tube filled with red liquid in her hand.

If what Mo Cheng said is true, then the things in his hand are definitely priceless treasures for Dragonborn.

Why are dragonborn in such a difficult situation?

Isn't it just that as the dragon descendants grow older and stronger, [Dragon Madness] will come to the door, and eventually go crazy.

For Dragonborn, there is no such thing as a good death, they either die from madness, or are killed before they go mad.

But the ridiculous thing is that the identity of the dragonborn and the status on the mainland of Kovare are doomed to gain friendship, peace, and respect only by embracing power.

And once the dragonborn tries to embrace power and embarks on the path of seeking power, it will inevitably lead to an irreversible road called [Dragon Madness] of no return.

If you want stability and peace, you must have strength.

Once you have power, you will go crazy.

A brilliant bit of irony and dark humor.

Isabella has suffered discrimination in this regard, among the elves because of the blood of the half-elf, and among the churches because of the lack of purity of the blood of the dragon.

She wants to change, and also wants to have power, but she doesn't want to lead to the end of [Dragon Madness].

And now, she has a thing in her hand that can change this fate.

A hope that I don't know is real, or a false sneer.

Isabella glanced at her younger sister Teresa. The tacit understanding of the sisters made it unnecessary for them to say something directly. Teresa immediately put away the [Artificial Dragon Bloodline] and stepped back slightly to make room for her.

Isabella opened the test tube and drank the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

The liquid entered the body along the throat, and Isabella had a violent reaction.

His eyes turned red quickly, his figure began to swell unnaturally, and the leather armor on his body was stretched and stretched to the limit, as if it was about to burst in the next moment.

At the same time, there was an incomparably chaotic breath emanating from it, shortness of breath, white mist spit out even though it was not winter, the blood surged so strong that it seemed as if it had broken through the blood vessels, **** mist could not help rising from the pores.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The heartbeat was like a big drum, beating at a frequency of three hundred beats per minute.

"Ho, **** ho **** ho **** ho ho..."

From the depths of Isabella's throat, there was a panting sound like a wild animal.

The half-elf's panting became louder and louder. It sounded like pain mixed with joy, and flames began to burn on his body, but the strange thing was that the flames seemed to be phantoms, and did not cause any damage to the clothes on his body.

The pupils shrink to the limit, the whites of the eyes occupy the entire eye sockets, and the expression on the face is full of bewilderment, sluggishness, and madness.

The moment Isabella changed, Mo Cheng summoned three elemental **** to surround the room to prevent the breath of the dragonborn from leaking out.

"This feeling, won't it be going to run away?"

Mo Cheng looked at Isabella's situation with a strange expression, and at the same time, he was worried. When the alchemist friend made the [Artificial Dragon Bloodline], he said that this thing is most suitable for the dragon descendants before the [Eternal Night Calamity] .

I thought that even if there is no experiment, if the concentration is diluted thousands of times, even if there is a problem, it will not be too big.

But now it seems that Isabella does not seem to be increasing the blood concentration of the dragonborn, but rather seems to be injected with the [crazy blood] of the gods of the kingdom of heaven, and is now starting the blood runaway.

Wait, crazy blood, blood rampage?

Mo Cheng glanced at his wrist. One of the ingredients in [Artificial Dragon Bloodline] is the blood of intelligent creatures. The stronger the better, but he didn't prepare in advance, so he directly slit his wrist and used his own blood.

These don't seem to be very important. The important thing is that he just remembered that among his skills, there are two things: [Berserker's Blood] and [Sraken Shell].

Although I tested it before, if I didn't turn into a dragon man, my blood is indeed human blood.

But Mo Cheng has never tested the performance of [Berserker's Blood] and [Kraken Shell] on his own blood.

"Hey, you can't be so unlucky, can you?"

Realizing that the [Artificial Dragon Bloodline] he made is likely to become [Crazy Blood], Mo Cheng didn't have time to feel sorry for the materials he put in. The most important thing now is to get Isabella out of her current runaway state.

He was here to share with his teammates the loot that was missing after the previous mission was completed, not to kill his teammates.

"Teresa, back off!"

Mo Cheng immediately summoned a holy light~lightnovelpub.net~It is different from the previous holy light. The holy light that Mo Cheng used in the past when he was fighting against the enemy was pure, cold and cruel. The power of impurities is extremely exclusive.

But the holy light that appeared this time was like a pool of clear spring water, calming the violent rush of blood in Isabella's body, extinguishing the raging fire in her heart, and dispelling all pain and discomfort like a loving mother's caress.

When the holy light dissipated, Isabella returned to her original state. She looked at her hands and opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't stand upright in a trance and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Teresa, who was not far away, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported her sister before she fell to the ground, avoiding a powerful collision between her face and the floor.

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