Well……

Wang Dong opened his mouth and wanted to vomit, but this action instead caused more liquid to pour into his chest, and choked even harder. This situation has been going on for a long time.

What's wrong with me?

It was not until this thought came up that consciousness seemed to return to its body.

Try to open your eyes, and blood and flocculent unknown substances float around, but these liquids do not have any irritating damage to the eyes, because a layer of eye mask automatically covers the eyeball and plays a protective role.

Eye mask? What??

Woolulululu... Wang Dong began to struggle because of his panic about unknown body parts. His roaring sound was drowned into murmurs and bubbles caused by drowning.

He didn't know what happened to this eye mask, and when did this kind of ghost thing grow in his eyes?

The violent struggle made the container where he was shaking back and forth, and when he bumped into other containers around him, it made a crisp sound of jingling. The sound was transmitted through the liquid in the container and turned into a dull movement, like some strange big clock to report the time, making the whole environment even more gloomy.

Wang Dong felt breathless, but he didn't feel particularly suffocating. Now he didn't understand how he lived for so long without drowning in so much liquid.

The red liquid poured into the nose, the smell of blood, the rust, and the strange fragrance made Wang Dong feel that he was not on the earth at all, and everything was completely wrong!

“Let it come out!”

Whose voice is this?

The sound coming through the vessel cover was a bit dull, but it could be heard that the other party was obviously not speaking familiar languages ​​such as Chinese, English, French, etc., but strange languages ​​that they had never heard of at all.

There are only five or six syllables in this sentence and it makes multiple hissings in succession, as if some kind of reptile has learned human words.

The most important thing is that Wang Dong can actually understand!

However, my mind didn't have much time to think further. A mechanical rotation sound was heard, and the transparent cover opened. His whole body was washed out of the vessel by the red blood-like solution and fell on the cold ground.

Wang Dong's eye mask naturally turned down after leaving the liquid covering, and his amber eyes slowly showed up and looked up.

A slender woman was standing in front of her eyes, her head was about to touch her feet.

The woman wore an old dark red robe, except for that, without any accessories, nor did she wear shoes and socks. Her long black hair was spread out to her waist, and her eyes were filled with dark amber.

This color made Wang Dong feel inexplicably friendly, although he didn't know that his eyes were the same color.

Although he is pretty, his cheeks are unusually thin, and his chin is so sharp that it looks like a human. It may be comparable to those of the overly retouched snake-like faces on the Internet.

Wang Dong guessed that it might be the result of excessive plastic surgery, but his coordinated facial skeleton and natural expression did not have much characteristics of having been stabbed.

Everything shows that the other party is indeed not a human, especially the sharp ears behind his face that grow to the top of his head, which are completely beyond the general cognition.

Who are you? Where am I?

Wang Dong wanted to speak, but the noise made him screamed. This scared him so much that he was so excited that he was not his own voice? He was obviously a duck!

The woman heard the scream and looked at a short green-skinned monster beside her, as if asking for his opinion.

The monster had a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheek, and his ears were extraordinary. He was half shorter than a woman. His pair of evil little eyes were sharp and cunning. He looked like a smart and intelligent creature.

It was a goblin, or a goblin. Wang Dong looked out his understanding of this creature in his mind. He concluded that he had traveled through time and came to a strange fantasy world, and as soon as he came up, he fell into the hands of a strange organization.

"It seems that the experimental subject not only survived, but also grew much faster than other samples," the woman said.

"It's too early to say this, dear Dhakareshia."

As the goblin said, he jumped off the machine's control panel. These black metal equipment, which was about five meters high, were connected to many bottles and utensils of different sizes. Each was filled with curled purple monsters, looking like little lizards.

Here is a grand hall of strange creatures that are more than ten meters high, dim and light, wandering everywhere. Those creatures either crawl or hunched back and move step by step, most of them wearing black or red robes, making this place look like a gathering place for some kind of pagan or worshippers of evil gods.

And this black hall seemed to be chiseled out of a cave - the dome that was so high that it could even gather moisture and clouds and there was an uncaught rock face on the dome that had not been carefully carved, which confirmed Wang Dong's speculation.

What makes the back even colder is that there are corpses of giant beasts hanging on these domes, perhaps this is why the entire hall is filled with blood.

The huge corpse, the weird guys, the red vessels and equipment placed in the hall, as well as countless experimental benches and researchers who are carefully recording make the entire hall look like a super laboratory of perverted villains.

Things born in this kind of place are often evil constructs like Frankenstein, and why is a living person also put in these bottles?

Wang Dong asked a question in his heart, but soon a sense of extreme fear after thinking about it touched his neck.

He turned his huge head and looked at his body, and found that he had become a monster covered with purple scales at some point, exactly the same as those little things hanging in the container!

The sharp claws are like thick chicken feet, the scales on the abdomen are as regular and flat as snakes, and a thick and short tail.

If you look closely, the scales are not actually pure purple, but like a variety of variegated colors that are fused together emit a faint purple glimmer under the influence of some strange energy.

Although he didn't know how long it had been since he changed, he still couldn't adapt. He had a strong sense of incongruity in both activities and breathing, so that he even forgot to breathe several times, causing himself to feel dizzy.

"Overall, it's not that bad." The woman in front of her said again: "Three years of ripening have not made him completely forget how to move. I was mentally prepared to accept a disabled person."

The goblin nodded and said, "I believe Lord Neferios's decision is correct. After all, it will take more than a hundred years to wait for these colorful dragons to grow naturally and eventually become soldiers who can fight."

"The most important thing is that dragons like you can wait. After all, you have almost infinite lifespan like real dragons. I'm afraid I don't have hundreds of years, Ms. Dhakareshiya."

"I want to see these little guys grow up with my own eyes..."

Wang Dong, who heard the terms Dragon Man, Colorful Dragon, Neferios and other terms, was so surprised that he knew what situation he was facing. If he hadn't completely changed his appearance, he would even feel that everything that happened in front of him was just an embarrassing but realistic cosplay stage play!

The woman who looked like an elf in front of her was not an elf at all, but a dragon-man mage who mastered the powerful dark secret technique. In order to facilitate the use of her hands to operate the instruments and record sample data, she became like this under the command of the master.

This is World of Warcraft - Azeroth. I don’t know why I traveled through time and became a colorful young dragon. This gloomy and huge palace is the black dragon prince Nefarian, which is the nest of Nefarians mentioned by the goblins, and the top of the Black Stone Tower!

Even if he doesn't care much about the plot, he has an impression of some important events, after all, he is a Warcraft player.

When playing the game, the first time playing other people's game characters is enough to make people feel at a loss, let alone just change their bodies and traveling to a completely unfamiliar world. The continuous impact of these things almost made him feel mentally collapsed.

Recalling the taste of being in the Petri dish before, Wang Dong sometimes felt that his will as an ordinary human being was gradually eroded by the will of colorful dragons, and his thinking habits were moving closer to the direction of dragons.

After all, he survived in the Petri dish for several years, and his body and mind were ripening magic and the ripening of the five-colored dragon blood. Under this "brainwashing", he accepted too much knowledge and skills that a young dragon should have inherited from his father and mother as a young dragon. This information also subtly influenced his will, and therefore subconsciously thought he was a dragon.

When Nefarian, the king of the Black Stone Tower, conducted the experiment on colorful dragons, the dragon eggs used were all born from the black dragon. Therefore, in essence, the colorful dragon is still a black dragon that produces mutations through the injection of energy from other four-colored dragons.

The black dragon, the most brutal dragon among the five-colored dragons, are greedy and reckless by nature.

As a former dead housekeeper, what do he want now? It's nothing more than games, potato chips, fat house happy water, and an understanding girlfriend, it's best to be a little more beautiful.

But now, desire has gained infinite amplification of this body, power, gems...food, food, barbecue! Female dragon, more female dragons!

Various kinds of brains rushed into the head in an instant... But then, the trace of restraint and self-control of human desires played a role, suppressing one's emotions.

Fortunately, Wang Dong's remaining human will still gain a little space for survival under the attack of various magic and material influences.

However, the fluctuations in thought were captured by Dhakareshia in front of her.

A female dragon like Dhakareshia has always been very sensitive to the mental fluctuations of the young dragon. The young dragon in front of her is different from any young dragon she has ever contacted. He is too keen and the thinking activities generated by thinking are too complicated.

Of course, Dhakareshia is not able to perceive what the other person's mind is, but her self-comfortable optimism just now has been wiped out. After all, cultivating colorful dragons is an extremely difficult activity, and even a little bit worse may lead to disastrous consequences.

"Is there something wrong with it?" The Dragon Man Master was a little worried in his tone: "I am responsible for this batch of experimental young dragons. You should know that from the poisonous dragon eggs infected by the energy of the five-colored dragon, it has been selected from one in a hundred, and has endured the ripening of extremely high mortality rate. It is extremely difficult to get to this point now."

"If I only realized that he was just a mentally ill maniac, or worse, a mentally retarded idiot, or was therefore put to death and abandoned as a defective or even a waste product, I would not accept it."

I'm not a fool...

Hearing that the defective product was about to be executed, Wang Dong tried to defend himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that he fell to the ground with a heavy tone again, which made him look even more stupid.

Seeing the young dragon she was taking care of, Dhakareshia couldn't laugh at all. She only knew that if the colorful dragon grown by the cultivation container still had problems, the owner of Nefarios might not forgive her for her dereliction of duty.

But what exactly went wrong?

The dragon man wizard like her who cares for colorful dragons is mainly responsible for infusing the energy of the five-colored dragon, and is uniformly called the "Dharma-bound".

During the process of guarding this experimental subject, Dhakareshia performed all the means and methods that were ordered by Lord Nefarios, and they were also things that other law-bound people had done.

If it was her responsibility that led to the young dragon in front of her being a little different, then others should also encounter the same problem.

Looking at the elf-looking female dragon man in front of him frowned, Wang Dong knew that she was probably treating herself as mentally retarded. But now that she has not fully adapted to her body, making more weird moves may cause more trouble, so she did not plan to struggle like she had just now.

"Temporarily put him in the dragon's nest like other young dragons, and then observe it, ma'am." The goblin tried to comfort him.

"It's not that I don't have confidence in the master's plan, but... forget it."

Dhakareshia didn't say anything further. She placed her eyes on the young dragon trying to crawl on the ground and waved her hand.

Seeing the command, a dragon-headed and bipedal beast with a dark brown belly-protecting armor and dragged a long-tailed dragon-headed and bipedal beast paced from the hall behind them, stepping on the stone slab and making a thud.

This is a distant relative of the dragon man, a war machine called the dragon beast. Like the dragon man, they are transformed by mortals receiving the power of the dragon clan. The difference is that the transformation of the dragon beast means punishment, and is often not voluntary.

Although it looks more like a humanoid creature than the dragon man, the dragon man is stupider and more obedient. They are real slaves and guards, so the dragon man is more trusted by the real dragon than the dragon man, but this trust is a trust in the tool.

In the palace, dragon beasts have an absolute power advantage, and even the young dragons flying back and forth from the dome that are dozens of yards high will find it difficult to confront them head-on, let alone other races.

Therefore, the dragon beast became the supervisor and guard in the Black Stone Tower, defending the Black Stone Tower from external or internal threats, and also became a symbol of the absolute power of the King of Black Stone.

"Send it to the Dragon's Nest and let the Dead Claw Guards in charge of guarding there report the situation to the Alchemy Room at all times."

Hearing Dakareshiya's order, the dragon beast nodded, grabbed the young dragon that was only his own arm and left the room.
Chapter completed!