Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 183: 181 Extended Application of Transformation Magic_l

Translator: 549690339

The powerful Brass Dragon Konoheim, who had lived for an unknown span of time, came quickly and left quickly as well.

According to him, he wanted to fulfill the promise he had made to Otto as soon as possible.

That is, to send a large number of Burrowing Worms to the Land of the Soaring Dragon so that he could enjoy the strong liquor distilled by the Quilboar Longfang with a clear conscience.

It’s rare to see such a good dragon that keeps his word these days.

Before he flew into the sky and left the Land of the Soaring Dragon, this boss had already drunk all the wines in the Council Chamber brought by Saru.

If dragons are unwilling to get drunk, their powerful stomachs can naturally process the alcohol content.

But apparently, Konoheim hadn’t done so, as evidenced by the swaying of his flight.

Thankfully, there’s no such thing as drunk driving in this world…

Putting this strange thought aside, Otto lay on the Blackstone Platform with his eyes closed in contemplation.

If Konoheim hadn’t lied to him, and the big boss had indeed lived for thousands of years, then he would definitely be one of the top powerhouses on this continent.

Perhaps Moray at the peak of his strength was one of such powerhouses too.

But in reality, as for that man who couldn’t stop lying, it was hard for Otto to actually feel that he was strong.

But Konoheim…

In Otto’s eyes, this guy seemed to be just an ordinary middle-aged man, with not a slightest hint of threat.

But that was the terrifying part, as he’d seen Konoheim transform back into his true form and fly into the sky. There was no way this guy could be an ordinary dragon.

Moreover, just looking at its length, it was already estimated to be more than 40 meters. To reach this size, even the most powerful Red Dragon and Golden Dragon would require to be at the level of the Ancient Dragons.

“I still have a long way to go…”

With a helpless shake of his head, Otto began to experiment with a new idea of his.

As the flesh on his shoulders squirmed, a new skull infused with part of Otto’s soul emerged.

Immediately, Otto decisively took action, cutting off the skull at its base, and the wound on his shoulder quickly healed as well.

As for the fallen skull on the Blackstone tiles, it blinked at Otto’s main body, then began to slowly change its appearance.

Clusters of densely-packed, horrifying meat buds wriggled at an astonishing speed.

Soon, the head with its slender neck disappeared, and a small silver dragon appeared in its place.

It looked just like a miniature version of Otto.

Though small, it had all the necessary functions.

This mini Otto looked much smaller compared to the main body but was capable of moving its body freely.

It could already be considered as a separate entity, and Otto’s idea had finally come to fruition.

However, the change of perspective and size made it difficult for Otto to control this extra body.

It seemed that mastering this bizarre ability still required a lot of practice.

wait!

Why should I be bothered with my current form?

With a stretch of his elongated dragon claw, Otto slapped his head, and another bold idea emerged.

Apart from his current dragon form, there was another body size that Otto was very familiar with.

So, under his careful control, the mini dragon body started to change again.

After a bout of flesh squirming, a male Dragonman around 1.8 meters tall appeared in the Council Chamber.

His size was based on Otto’s past life as a human, and it indeed felt quite familiar to control.

As for the appearance, for now it couldn’t be replicated, because his transformation ability had been altered by the Light Ball Boss and could only be based on things he’d once consumed.

But when it came to eating humans, Otto had always been quite reluctant, even though he was almost entirely accustomed to his new identity now.

However, the values formed over decades in his previous life were not so easily abandoned. Nowadays, he could only deal with some despised human fools without any psychological pressure.

But there would still be a great deal of psychological pressure to actually eat one.

Besides, even if he were to break his own bottom line and do this truly,

He would most likely not be able to recreate his past life’s appearance, and perhaps could only replicate the sacrificial victim’s face instead.

Would he be holding someone else’s face while doing many private things? Otto couldn’t bring himself to do that.

So he referenced the Dragonman’s body, his current face, and his past body size to create his current appearance.

For now, he was quite satisfied with it.

He would remember this image firmly, and next time he needed it, he could create this form in no time.

Regarding future developments in this aspect, Otto had an immature idea.

However, to implement it or to do some trial, it wasn’t something that he could achieve now.

“It seems I’ll have to spend more time on this in the future!”

Within the Mido Region.

The rebel army led by Valkyrie Angelia had been progressing very smoothly these days and had almost completely reclaimed Mido.

But as more and more land was reclaimed, many people who didn’t dare to show their faces during the war had gradually started to vie for power and benefits.

Just yesterday, Lait’s new king had sent an envoy, saying that he was willing to hold peace talks with them.

According to the envoy, he had come for the sake of peace, and the new king of Lait was willing to recognize the status of the Duchy of Mido and even return the remaining unclaimed territory within Mido.

It sounded very appealing, and many people were swayed by it.

Finally, the war could come to an end.

But the new king of Lait also put forward a request: in order to reach a peace agreement, they must elect a new Mido Grand Duke as soon as possible.

The envoy said that the new king of Lait was very uneasy about the current situation and hoped that Mido could provide sufficient guarantees for the newly signed peace treaty.

As these topics spread, Angelia could feel the atmosphere change among the crowd.

Especially the old aristocrats, led by Fire Marshal Code, were starting to plot.

Did they really think she didn’t know anything?

Valkyrie Angelia sneered in cold laughter, thinking that the recent consecutive victories must have been intoxicating them.

Did they forget who led the rebel army and captured one city after another?

Did they think that all of this was because of their help and the few words they shouted from behind the scenes?

“Your Highness?”

Korf looked worriedly at Angelia, who then shook her head slightly at him.

“I’m fine, Korf…

Angelia gently stroked the spear and round shield on the table, which was the coming of age gift from her father, the late Grand Duke of Mido.

“Originally, I didn’t want it to be stained with the blood of Mido people…” The Valkyrie’s gaze turned cold: “But perhaps, I have no choice but to do so now!”