in the forest.

A man turned into a monster, and a dragon turned into a man looked at each other.

At this moment, Helfas suddenly had a strong doubt in his heart, whether he would be the same as the other party, it was really a weird thing.

He just forgot the past and had a dream that he thought he was human.

Helfas looked at the dragon: "The shape of a god?"

Long told him: "If there is anyone worthy of our imitation in the form of the gods in the legend, then this is the only form."

Long boy walked on the road barefoot and naked, bowing his head.

It seemed to like this look quite a bit, he admired his body, then raised his head to look at Helfas.

"And it's much more convenient to become like this, and it's more suitable for communication. After all, some of us don't even have the ability to speak or speak."

Helfas: "Have you seen the gods?"

Long: "I just heard about it from other places."

The dragon walked forward step by step, chatting endlessly with Helfas, it seemed to regard Helfas as a special kind of weirdness, and communicated with him as the same kind.

And when a weirdo has intelligence, the word no longer applies to it, maybe it should be called him.

Long's attitude was a little enthusiastic, as if everything that happened just now didn't exist, or the thunder and lightning that struck down was just an ordinary way of meeting and greeting each other.

He took it for granted that Helfas should be on his side, not his enemy, at least he felt that Helfas should not be on the side of the dragon people.

This made Helfas feel a little strange.

Even awkward.

Helfas turned his head to look in the direction of the dragon's lair: "Why did you arrange that ceremony in the cave, why did you turn those people into bronze statues?"

Long: "The question you asked is very strange. Haven't you experienced this before?"

"The ceremony also has the form of a god, don't you remember?"

Helfas went along with his words: "I don't remember."

Long also remembered something, and said with some empathy.

"That's right, I don't remember anything about what happened to me before."

"When those guys created me, they left this ritual on the ground, and they didn't tell me the specific steps at all."

"So when I finally came to implement it, I found that it was always wrong, but I didn't know where it was wrong."

Long looked at Helfas: "Don't you even remember what changed yourself?"

Helfas shook his head: "I don't remember."

The dragon who turned into a boy looked at Helfas excitedly, and said loudly: "Maybe you are a dragon too?"

Helfas responded with a smile and said, "Maybe!"

But from the few words Long said just now, Helfas already knew a lot of information.

At least, he understood what that ritual was for.

This also gave Helfas a chill.

That ritual was actually used to create weird creatures with wisdom. He suddenly remembered the monsters he saw on the night of the full moon, those terrifying existences that manipulated laws and celestial phenomena.

What would the world look like if all these weirdos had wisdom?

is better?

or worse?

He didn't know, but seeing the wise dragon in front of him and what he did, he really couldn't make him think in a good way.

Helfas has always maintained the form of the biphasic monster, and that powerful power is slowly draining from his body at any time. If he doesn't transform back in time, the biphasic monster won't be able to recover for a while. The worm will passively transform into a tree form.

At this moment, Helfas was very hesitant. While he was talking to the dragon to delay the time, he knew that the more he procrastinated, the weaker he would become.

He was hesitating in his heart, but he knew that he had to make a choice immediately.

Do you want to do it?

And after doing it, is there any chance of winning?

If you waited with all your strength before, it was time to ambush the trap.

Helfas might still try to fight the opponent, but now he has used all the means, all the arrangements are revealed, and more than half of the power is consumed, but in front of him is an intact dragon.

Don't look at the other dragon who is dying now, maybe he can get up and fight again later.

Helfas immediately judged that there was no chance, and fighting would only completely anger the dragon in front of him.

It is impossible to defeat himself, and he may be dragged to death here.

Even most of the people from the Black Iron tribe couldn't go back alive. Don't look at them, they seem to have run a long way, but for the dragon, it's just a matter of flapping their wings.

He immediately devised another strategy.

Helfas boldly withdrew the power of the biphasic devil worm face, revealing his original appearance.

He looked at another dying dragon in the distance, and apologized to the young dragon in front of him.

It seemed as if he completely agreed with the words of the dragon in front of him, that he was also a weirdo, and that they were the same.

"terribly sorry!"

"I didn't know that this dragon was following you. It had a conflict with me before and caused me some damage."

"Recently it killed people from my tribe and robbed me of things."

"So this time I called up some people to teach it some lessons."

Helfas deliberately said as if he didn't know that the mine and the weaving tribe were done by the dragon in front of him, and he pushed all the responsibilities to the dragon lying limp on the ground.

But Long Boy was not conscious at all, he grinned and said.

"If you're talking about recent things, I did it."

He scratched his hair.

"Because the metal you made can make my body more adaptable to lightning, allowing lightning to pass and release faster and become stronger."

"In addition, I was looking for materials for the ceremony, so I took some by the way."

"But I took your things and used the mortal materials you collected as my own ritual materials without authorization. I must be wrong."

"But it doesn't matter, I can grab another batch for you from outside, anyway, these materials are everywhere outside."

Long Boy looked at the dying dragon and shook his head.

"As for this stupid thing, it doesn't know anything, just like us before, it stupidly doesn't remember anything."

"It was the first dragon I met from the north. When it saw me, it also flew towards me and stretched out its claws towards me."

"I think."

"It should feel very kind after seeing you, just like me, I want to make friends with you!"

"After it has wisdom, you can just beat it hard."

Long Boy looked a little shy and embarrassed.

But listening to his "innocent and immature words", Helfas knew very well that this kind of shyness and clarity would only be shown to those he considered "similar".

In front of mortals, he is an evil dragon.

He is immature and powerful, and there is no conflict between the two.

He is shy, naive and cruel, and he will show his cruelty like a blizzard in winter to those it thinks are not of the same kind.

Helfas made an invitation, as if he really regarded the dragon in front of him as a friend.

"The metal you speak of is called black iron."

"It's a kind of metal that I created by combining the surrounding minerals with my special power."

The young man immediately moved closer to Helfas, and praised him for refining the black iron.

"That's right, that black metal."

"It's called black iron?"

"I needed it badly, it was just too little, and I didn't feel a bit of it when I swallowed it."

"It would be great if there were more."

Helfas said, "I can find a way to give you more if you need it."

A smile appeared on Long Boy's face. He was not polite at all, or he didn't know what politeness was at all.

All he knew was that he wanted it, very, very much.

"Really, I've always wanted to ask you, but you're hiding in that canyon."

"There seems to be a strange force there, I don't like it."

Helfas: "Of course it's true."

Long Boy couldn't wait any longer: "Then I'll go outside your lair and wait for you, how long will it take?"

He is like a child, once a desire and idea arises, he can't wait to achieve it.

I don't know what forbearance is, and I don't know what waiting is.

Helfas: "There are many steps in refining black iron, and it is also very difficult to manufacture."

"And I smelted and forged through the craftsmen of my tribe. It takes a lot of people to make a small amount of black iron."

"What you need is definitely not a small amount, and it certainly won't be available in a while."

"need to wait."

Long Boy nodded, knowing that Heitie would not be available immediately, but he was still very disappointed and impatient.

"It seems that those materials have other uses besides being used as materials?"

But regarding Helfas' method of letting mortals refine black iron, Long Boy said loudly with a smile.

"No wonder you raised them?"

Helfas said to the dragon: "So they are also a kind of wealth, and they should be cared for carefully, not slaughtered arbitrarily."

Long Boy seemed to have heard such a statement and theory for the first time, but he thought it made sense: "You are right, if they can make black iron, they can't just waste it."

Helfas put away the Black Marsh Pot, and the two of them walked back together.

Two godlike beings pass through this dangerous dark jungle.

Whether it was a beast or a weirdness, the auras of the two people began to give way one after another.

As he left, Helfas guided the dragon to speak more information along the way.

at the same time.

He also activated the power of prying into the mind that he possessed to obtain more useful things.

It was also the first time for Helfas to use this ability on weirdness. Even if most weirdness was read by mind reading, it was basically chaos, or some chaotic and disorderly things.

For the purpose that Helfas wants to achieve, it doesn't have much effect at all.

It's like it's hard for you to know what the twitching pattern is like when a piece of meat is being electrocuted.

It's just that Helfas didn't think of it.

This kind of special ability that he had tried repeatedly to other ordinary people with wisdom, and was not noticed by others, was actually sensed by the dragon in front of him.

Helfas: "I saw the kind of lightning you released before, it is really a very powerful ability."

Long Boy: "I can absorb and store lightning from the clouds, and I can release them later, and even control and shape the shape and range of the thunder, but..."

The dragon boy was a little proud but he didn't continue to speak, but Helfas heard it from his mind.

"However, I need to release the extraordinary metal organs I control to be able to shape the range of electric fields and lightning."

Helfas: "You said you came from the north, then..."

He read it with the power of mind reading, and suddenly a piece of information flowed into his consciousness.

"Helfas seems to be looking into the inside of my head?"

A piece of information came into Helfas's mind, and he was also a little surprised, but his expression remained calm.

It's just that Long Boy didn't cover anything, and looked at him with a strange look.

"I feel like you're looking into my head, which makes me uncomfortable."

Helfas didn't hide, but spoke half-truths.

"Same as your ability, it is one of my abilities. I can feel whether the people around me have good intentions or malice toward me."

"That way I know who is my friend and who is my enemy."

The boy Long said with interest, he was even more sure that Helfas was a special monster: "Then do you think I am your friend or your enemy?"

"I think we might become friends," Helfas said.

Long Boy was very happy and nodded: "I think so too."

Helfas did not use the power of mind reading anymore: "I am also looking forward to it."

Unknowingly.

The two walked through the jungle and through the tunnel.

It was at this time that the dragon in front of him restrained his breath in fear.

I don't know if I'm afraid of the huge pit in the distance, or the weird territory with giant vines entrenched on the side.

After going through the tunnel.

Farmlands and lakes appeared in the distance, and the looming Grand Canyon appeared.

Helfas invited Long Boy: "Would you like to go in and have a look?"

Long Boy shook his head, and said with certainty: "I feel bad inside, I don't want to go in."

Helfas couldn't persuade him, and even talking too much might make the other party disgusted, and even make the other party suspect, so he gave up.

Boy Long stood at the entrance of the tunnel: "I'm waiting for you outside, I need to bring some more of that black iron out!"

Helfas: "I will find a way as soon as possible."

At this time, Long Boy suddenly asked him: "Will you really be my friend?"

Helfas looked at him and said it as a matter of course.

"Of course we are the same."

He smiled and asked the other party: "Isn't it?"

Long Boy kept nodding his head: "Yes, we are the same."

Even if it is weird, it is also eager to have a companion.

Helfas didn't know why the dragon in front of him came here, but he knew why the other party held the ceremony and why he wanted to create another dragon with wisdom.

He longed for another existence like him, longed for a companion.

Sure enough, in the end the dragon boy mentioned another dragon to Helfas.

"When it also has wisdom, in this place, there are three of us."

Helfas nodded with a smile, turned and left.

But when he turned around, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

—

Standing on the sentry tower in the canyon and looking into the distance.

You can see the dragon in the distance, it is lying on the top of the tunnel mountain leading to the outside, although he restrained his breath, but the huge body and scales are so shining in the sun.

People from the Black Iron Tribe didn't dare to go out at all. Even if someone dared to go out, they would be driven back by the dragon.

The people who ran back from the outside were scared out of their wits and shouted in fear.

"The dragon won't let us out, saying we must smelt black iron for him."

"It stunned several people."

"It tells us to hand over the black iron to him quickly."

The whole tribe was blocked and panicked.

At least that dragon hasn't killed the Iron Horde so far, though.

He seems to have listened to the words of Helfas, people are wealth, and people can forge black iron.

He knew that these people were the wealth of Helfas, and he couldn't kill them casually.

This also allowed these people to escape unharmed.

The businessman stood on the sentry tower and looked at the dragon. The other seriously injured dragon was also caught by the opponent, blocking the entrance of the tunnel like a servant of the dragon boy.

He just watched, with hatred in his eyes.

But think about it, whether it was that night, whether it was when the dragon was rounded up, or now.

He always looks like this.

It seems that I can only look at it like this.

Helfas, who just came back not long ago, came to the back of his residence at this moment, which is connected to the lake.

Standing alone by the lake, he sank the Black Marsh Pot into the lake and watched it float towards the middle of the water.

This sealed item has been damaged, but it is not irreversible, and then it just needs to be repaired by itself.

Helfas stood by the lake, looking at the reflection under the water.

For the first time, he examined his appearance so seriously.

suddenly.

A ripple hit.

The ripples shattered Helfas' appearance, making it impossible for him to see his own appearance clearly.

Helfas turned his head and saw the businessman walking towards him.

He nodded, "Businessman!"

The businessman looked at Helfas: "I have something to do with you."

Helfas: "There is no need to be so polite between you and me, just speak directly."

The businessman said directly, "Helfas, everyone in the tribe says that you have reached an agreement with that dragon."

Helfas looked at the businessman: "Why, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my promise."

The businessman nodded, and he didn't hide his emotions at all.

"I hate that dragon, I want it dead."

"However, I also understand that you bear the life and death of everyone in the entire tribe. Compared with hatred, it is more important for everyone to live."

"If you had made another decision, I wouldn't think you were wrong."

"I'll be disappointed and sad, and I'll still hate that dragon, but I won't think you did anything wrong."

The merchant looked directly into Helfas's face, into his black eyes.

"Compared to this, I am more worried about another thing."

Helfas: "What are you worried about?"

The businessman hesitated for a while before finally speaking.

"Helfas."

"Did you choose to be a human being?"

"Still...becoming a weirdo."

The merchant was the first friend Helfas met, and arguably the person who knew him best.

Helfas pursed his lips, as if he was smiling, but the businessman knew that when he showed such an expression, he was usually very serious.

"This is what I built."

"merchant!"

Helfas turned around, and he looked at the houses and everyone in the houses.

He looked at the children breaking oily breadfruit under the storehouse, at the women weaving.

Said to the businessman very seriously.

"Everyone here was recruited by me, and I watched the children grow up little by little."

"I know what I want to do, and I know what to do."

"It has nothing to do with who I am or where I come from. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Helfas said, "I'm Helfas, which means... the dark-haired one"

Finally, his eyes fixed on the direction of the dragon.

That dragon might really treat Helfas as the same kind, but that doesn't mean he's completely unguarded, just like he refused to enter the canyon before.

He was also guarding against himself, he made no secret of his greed and desire.

Helfas was even sure that if he couldn't hand over enough black iron, he would grab it.

And he asked him to give up holding the ceremony to make another dragon have wisdom, and to give up using people as materials, and he couldn't possibly agree.

He understands very well.

All this cannot be eased.

(end of this chapter)

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