Ren stood in front of the head of the golden dragon, with a ball of red and white condensed in his hand.

Soon, the illusory sphere became real, with a hazy light on the surface. He threw the sphere and sank into the golden dragon's forehead, and immediately felt a strong will, but did not react to the sphere at all, just like a rock. Do not move.

After half a second, the ball suddenly disappeared.

"Huh?" Renn raised his eyebrows. He used this method to tame thirty blazing dragons, and it was clear that this meant that the tame had failed.

Failure is normal. It takes more than ten times to succeed when the face is dark.

His taming experience is also considered rich, and he has explored the laws of master taming. The stronger the target's soul, the lower the success rate, and it is also related to the strength of his soul.

When taming the fire dragon at the earliest, an average of three or four attempts would be successful.

Now he has been promoted to Legend. Two days ago, he tamed the seven fire dragons that he had just discovered. Because his soul was much weaker than himself, he basically succeeded in one shot.

The strength of the golden three-headed dragon is far from comparable to that of the blazing dragon, of course it is impossible to tame it so easily.

Rennes had already prepared mentally.

"Come again."

He condensed the red and white **** again, and did not enter the golden dragon's forehead. As expected, he failed. He was not discouraged and continued to try very patiently.

However, after a few minutes passed thirty consecutive failures, Ren's face became a little ugly.

"It may be that the golden dragon possesses the'sacred will', so it is more difficult to tame it?" He guessed that this was the reason, so he switched to a red dragon head and tried a dozen times without success; he switched to a black dragon head and failed two more times. More than ten times.

Ren suddenly became helpless.

He scratched his chin, wondering if he was not European enough today?

"No, my face is not so dark..." Rene continued to try unwillingly, fail, fail, fail, or fail... As the **** disappeared, his mood grew more and more. The worse, I start to feel numb.

With his strong soul power, even if he had just experienced a fierce battle, the remaining power was enough to condense hundreds of red and white balls.

But the constant failures made Renne a little worried.

The dragon's soul gradually recovered. With his resistance and will, he would wake up after being in a coma for at most ten minutes. The cooling time of his own mirroring technique had not expired, and it was difficult to control him.

After trying again and again, a hundred times soon, the power has dropped more than a dozen grids.

Failed, failed, still failed.

There is no change.

Ren had to stop, and found that every time the taming was over after less than half a second, there was obviously a problem. When he tamed the blazing fire dragon, even if he failed, it would have an impact on the blazing fire dragon's soul, and entanglement for a few seconds would yield results.

It will never be like this, the ball is like an egg hitting an iron plate, and the ending is the same every time.

It's like a process error, the result is doomed from the beginning.

Ren calmed down, turned his mind quickly, and carefully observed the pet master's interface. He also opened the list of tamed pets. He suddenly patted his thigh and finally realized that he was wrong.

Master pet tamers, the target can only be creatures without intelligence, such as monsters, monsters, or fish.

The dragon has wisdom, can speak, has faith, and has developed its own civilization. It has ruled the world and stood on top of the world. It is definitely a race of wisdom. It is essentially different from wild beasts and monsters. Of course, it is not in the category of pets. Inside.

It's like humans cannot be pets, nor can dragons.

Let alone try to tame a hundred times a thousand times, even a million times will not succeed!

"Fuck, stereotypes kill people!"

It was only then that Rennes realized that he had lived in a world with only humans in his previous life. He had limited thinking and had a different definition of "human". He used to exclude creatures other than humans from the intelligent race and crossed to Ellenus. Often do not regard foreign races as "people".

Regardless of the appearance and soul of the dragon, the stereotype was not corrected for a while.

"What should this guy do?"

Ren was in trouble, taming was hopeless, and it was impossible to sign a soul contract. The contract requires the willingness of both parties. The golden three-headed dragon probably regards itself as a mortal enemy. It is estimated that it will not be able to resolve it in this life with the character that the dragon must repay.

Even if the other party is willing, it can't be signed. Ren has already signed a contract with Oxilia. There can only be one soul mate of the same type, and it cannot be repeated.

"Can you only kill him?"

The dragon is very valuable all over the body, and the dragon soul is even more expensive, but the value of a living dragon is much higher than that of a dead one. Ren was a little reluctant. Such a good mount is a pity to kill.

It is best to have a way to control the golden three-headed dragon without fear of him running away or rebelling.

Ren immediately remembered that he had seen an item called "Sleep Dragon Chain" in the redemption catalog of the Titan Elder Solim, which could restrain the dragon and be at the mercy of others after the dragon was tied.

A trapped dragon chain requires two hundred pounds of source crystals to exchange. He now has enough source crystals, but it is too late to exchange it.

"It doesn't seem to be useful to just tie up the dragon, you can't control it..." Renne looked at the golden three-headed dragon, the dragon soul was fluctuating, this was a sign that he was about to wake up, and thought: "Control, but also from a distance. Control, is there any way to do it? The trapped dragon chain won’t work, the collar..."

Suddenly, Renn's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Yes!"

He rummaged in the space ring, and quickly took out a group of cyan metal, only the size of a pigeon egg, very light, much less dense than steel, but its toughness and hardness far exceed steel, which is very rare. Magic metal.

This is the circle of soul control!

When Ryan died in Linhai, he helped the black-robed duke’s simulacrum to release the soul-controlling circle, and fell into his own hands. He returned to Mordu and asked the teacher to find out that this naturally formed metal is called "ghost bronze", as light as Feathers, being able to blend with the soul, are very rare in Ellen's.

The soul-controlling circle was made by the green dragon king Zhanqing, he didn't know much, but at that time he wrote down the runes engraved on the surface and inside of the collar.

Not understanding at that time does not mean that you do not understand now.

Wren stimulated the activated metal, the ghost bronze became liquid, softened and flowed on the hand, and it took only a few seconds to return to its previous appearance, becoming a thin collar.

Not only the appearance is restored, the runes and internal patterns on the collar are exactly the same, just as they were when they were worn on the black-robed duke's simulacrum, exuding a strange wave of magic.

These are ancient dragon language runes, extremely obscure.

Rehn researched for a while. There are several dragon language runes in the mobile library, and the translation dictionary is opened. The multi-core chip is also working at full capacity. After analyzing the rune principles on the collar, the eyebrows will soon be available. Within a few hours It should be able to crack.

"How many hours?" He shook his head.

This speed is already fast, even super fast, but it is still too long.

Moreover, multi-core chips consume a lot of power. Renn's current spirit power can't last that long. During this period, he must stop and rest and drink a few bottles of soul-recovering potions. I am afraid that the results will not be available until tomorrow.

At this time, the wings of the golden three-headed dragon moved, and he was about to wake up!

With an inspiration, Ren stretched out his hand to grab the Thor's Hammer from the void, flashed to the dragon's back and lowered the warhammer, and then injected lightning power into the hammer.

The weight of the warhammer immediately skyrocketed, from 10,000 pounds to 100,000 pounds, 150,000 pounds, 200,000 pounds... until 300,000 pounds in a few seconds!

This is already heavier than the golden three-headed dragon, but it is not the upper limit.

Ren continued to increase the weight, pressing the dragon's back into a squat, and groaning in pain in a coma. The terrifying pressure finally woke him up. He noticed that his back was abnormal, and he was about to turn over subconsciously, but found that he couldn't stand up. .

Borch was horrified, his three heads rotated 180 degrees and he saw Renn on his back.

"What are you doing?" the dragon yelled in horror.

At this time, the weight of Thor's hammer was close to one million pounds, which was equivalent to three to four times the weight of a golden three-headed dragon, and the weight was concentrated on the small warhammer. The pressure formed was unimaginable and the broad dragon back When it sags, it seems that it will be crushed in two at any time, and the dragon wings can't help it.

Bolch felt like he was being held down by a mountain, and breathing became extremely difficult.

He brewed for several seconds before spitting out the three-color dragon's breath with difficulty, but he didn't have much power, and Ren dodged with a flash.

"I advise you to lie down and don't move. You can't blame me if you are crushed."

Ren appeared dozens of meters away and said with a smile.

He could control the weight of Thor's Hammer from a distance. With a thought, the warhammer thundered and burst out with lightning bolts. He was desperately fighting against the heavy-duty dragon and couldn't even hold the barrier of the Holy Light. He was instantly shocked by electricity. Shaking and painful.

The wounds pressed by the electric current from the warhammer went straight to the dragon's body, causing continuous electric shock paralysis.

Ren observed the dragon soul and confirmed that the dragon could not cast spells during the current paralysis.

The only thing he worries about is the "Shadow Incarnation", which can turn the dragon into a shadow and escape the control of Quake's hammer. Now he can rest assured.

The electric shock lasted for a few minutes, and the golden three-headed dragon was dying, gradually losing its strength to withstand the weight of Thor's Hammer. Once this breath is vented and the muscles are weak, the warhammer may crush the dragon's spine in the next second, killing him instantly.

Ren stopped the current on the warhammer.

Bolch's three dragon capitals were panting, he almost thought he was going to be crushed to death.

He looked at the warhammer on his back with lingering fears. With such a heavy warhammer, he suddenly remembered its history and couldn't help asking: "Humans, is this Thor's Hammer?"

Renn did not answer, and focused on analyzing the soul control circle.

"It must be!" Bolqi's eyes were colorful, "If you don't tell me, this must be Thor's Hammer!" He was unbelievable in his heart, the prestigious Thor's Hammer, this is known as the most powerful weapon below the artifact, It had disappeared for more than a thousand years, and it was obtained by a mortal.

"You know too much." Renn said lightly.

The golden three-headed dragon was stunned and immediately realized his dangerous situation. Renn would not hesitate to expose the secret of possessing Thor's Hammer and would never let him go easily.

"Your Excellency, what do you want from me? Gold, strength, or do you want to sign a soul contract with me?" Bolch unknowingly changed his name to Rennes, the dragon's greedy nature, let him fight With a crooked idea, the three heads kept staring at Ren, their eyes turning around.

He thought he was covering up well, but he didn't escape Renn's eyes.

The eyes of the soul saw that the "shadow incarnation" element in the black dragon's head flickered, and Ren immediately released the warhammer with lightning, and the strong electric current caused the dragon to tremble again and let out a painful roar.

After that, every few minutes, Ren let the warhammer discharge paralyze the golden three-headed dragon, keeping a distance from him, and analyzing the rune that controls the soul circle in his mind.

In the beginning, Bolch tried to escape but was discovered in advance by Rennes. He used longer electric shocks as punishment, and each time it took longer.

He was honest after a few times.

After a long time and restless, trying to use words to deceive useful information from Rennes, Renn responded with unceremonious electric shocks for several rounds. After tormenting for a whole day, the golden three-headed dragon was exhausted, with wounds all over his body, and the golden dragon's blood flowed on the ground to form blood puddles.

Ren's power went up and down. After several rests and soul-recovering potions, he stayed sleeplessly, finally cracked the dragon language rune on the soul control circle and mastered its use.

This was two hours slower than he expected, but it was not too late.

"It's time to start."

With a smile on Ren's face, he stood in front of the golden three-headed dragon and stared at his eyes: "Bolch, tell me your real name."

Using the soul control circle does not necessarily control the target's real name, but with the real name, the control effect is better.

Neither the heads of the red dragon nor the black dragon moved.

Only Jin Long stared at Renn fiercely, and refused in a deep voice: "Don't think about it."

The real name of the dragon has magical powers, and it is never easy to tell others. Only the parents of the dragon would hear it once when the offspring broke out.

Renn snorted coldly and increased the current of the warhammer.

He had already noticed that Bolqi was definitely not the kind of dragon who would rather die than surrender, not to mention it now, but he has not driven him to the brink of death.

It happened to take this opportunity to leave a deep impression on Bolch, so as not to follow him and be disobedient in the future.

This is an evil dragon that believes in "Tiasis", and the means must be harsher.

"Ah...Human, I swear to Tiasis, the pain you gave me today will one day be repaid a hundred times!" The golden three-headed dragon roared in pain, and four dragon claws dig deep on the ground. Marks, but to no avail.

Renn just increased the weight of Quake again.

Lightning and thunder in the dragon's nest, mixed with the crazy curse of the dragon, he cursed all the vicious words he could think of, and used it on Ren.

Rehn's wind is clear, Bolch's ability to curse is far worse than his strength.

Having experienced the Internet information explosion era, what kind of tricks did he not see on the Internet? Any Zu'an can throw Bolqi out of eight streets with curse skills. In contrast, Bolqi's vulgar words are like compliments.

This electric shock was longer than any previous one, and Bolch's curse gradually weakened.

Renn didn't stop there.

Seeing that the warhammer is getting heavier and heavier, it is possible to crush the back at any time. While suffering, the six eyes of the dragon finally showed fear and regret. The golden dragon opened his mouth, and said in a huff: "Barajas*pa Lalandusk Nesario."

"What?" Ren turned his head. "Speak louder, I can't hear you."

Bolch’s psychological defenses have completely collapsed. He repeated his real name loudly with the last trace of strength, and then shouted: "Hurry up, stop, I really can't bear it."

"Count you acquaintance." Renn nodded with satisfaction.

He reduced the weight of Thor’s Hammer, stopped the electric shock, flipped his hand and took out the soul-controlling circle, injected soul power to activate the rune on the collar, and said loudly: "Balagas*Palarandsk* Sarrio, you will always surrender to me, your master-Ren Augustus's order, from now on, your soul belongs to me, your body serves me, and your will obeys me..."

As Ren's spell sang, the soul-controlling runes in his hand lit up one by one.

"Master the soul circle! Where did you get it?"

The golden three-headed dragon recognized what was in Renn's hand, and was panicked. He screamed desperately. The three heads were slapped on the ground frantically, and their voices were trembling. The nose and tears were flying everywhere, in extreme fear. In despair.

He expelled the dragon's breath to attack Ren, his chest was crushed to death by the warhammer, and he had no spare energy to breathe.

Renn ignored the stubborn resistance of the golden three-headed dragon, his spirit power continued to output, and his electricity dropped rapidly. The soul control circle in his hand became brighter and brighter, turning into a blue light after half a minute.

He released his hand, and the collar turned into a green light that sank into the golden dragon's forehead.

The eyes of the soul saw the green light go straight into Bolqi's soul, forming something similar to a curse rune, and lurking in. All three dragon heads were affected. The hysterical dragon first calmed down, twitched for a few minutes, and finally calmed down.

With a thought to Ren, collars appeared on the three necks of the dragon.

He could sense that the soul of the golden three-headed dragon was under his control, and his soul could be tortured with a single thought, completely losing the ability to resist. Controlling the circle of spirit will not affect Bolqi's mind, he still has his own thinking ability, but he controls life and death in the hands of others.

This thing is similar to the tight hoop on Monkey King's head.

"Not bad!"

Ren sighed in admiration and waved his hand to relieve the weight of Thor's hammer and let it enter the void.

Bolch remained motionless, even unwilling to open his eyes.

Ren knew he was pretending to be dead, kicked him in the head, and threatened: "If you don't get up again, then taste the torment of the soul."

With that, he inspired the rune that controls the soul circle.

The golden three-headed dragon trembled all over, feeling more painful than being an electric shock, and comparable to tearing a soul. He struggled to get up and shouted angrily: "Stop! Humans..."

"What do you call me?" Reyn asked with a cold face, increasing the torture of controlling the soul circle.

Bolch gritted his teeth but only persisted for a few seconds and couldn't stand it. Finally, he lowered his head reluctantly and said in a low voice: "Master, please stop, I know I was wrong."

"Hmm..." Renn stopped controlling. The Eye of Soul saw that Bolch was only softened in his mouth, but the hatred in his heart became more fierce. The color of the soul was red and black, so he warned: "If there is another next time, I found that you have the intention to resist and will never be merciless."

Dealing with evil dragons must not be soft-hearted, otherwise they will regret it after being backlashed.

"Yes, Master." Bolqi lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, with no hatred on the surface, and the three dragon capitals leaned forward to squeeze a flattering smile.

Renn was not afraid that he would suddenly attack himself and kill him, waved his hand and said, "Take a rest, heal his injuries, and leave with me."

Bolch cast the Holy Light spell, golden lights flashed, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body shrank sharply into a human form, turning into a strong savage with a unique appearance.

Renn had seen his savage form with a metal collar around his neck, which was a bit eye-catching.

He thought for a while and said, "Hide the circle of soul control."

The circle of soul control can be hidden, Bolch dare not defy, let the collar gradually fade and sink under the skin, and it looks much more normal.

Wren went around the dragon's nest twice, but found no treasure, and asked, "Where is the gold you took from Baron Barkley's vault?"

"the host...."

Bolch looked into his waist pocket subconsciously, and cried out in tears, "This is the treasure that I finally collected. Can you let me stay? I heard that the owner is the Earl of Glamorgan, so it shouldn't be so bad. money...."

Rehne guessed that his treasure should be hidden in a certain piece of space equipment. Seeing his nose and tears, he thought he couldn't push too hard. This dragon has just lost his freedom, and if he takes away his treasure again, he may have to fight himself with him.

"Okay, I just asked, I didn't want your treasure." He gave up his previous idea.

Bolch was overjoyed, "Thank you Master."

Ren noticed the change in the color of his soul, the red and black colors became lighter, and his hatred faded a bit, and he couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that in the eyes of the dragon, treasure is more important than freedom.

Well, you can use this to make a fuss in the future to ease the tension.

One person and one dragon rested in the lair for a long time, Ren's spirit power was fully restored, and Bolqi's injury was almost better. He was too badly injured and it would take ten and a half months to fully heal, and it would be fine without affecting the flight.

"time to go."

Ren took out the Arcane Torrent Staff and opened the portal.

He had just asked before that he knew that Bolqi's lair didn't have the same access as other dragons. There was only a hidden gap that could only pass through in human form.

After coming out of the portal, Bolch looked at the nearby mountains, his eyes fell on the clear lake at the foot of the mountain, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.

Renn did not urge him.

"Master, you have been waiting for a long time." Bolch explained glumly: "This is my first lair. I have lived in it for more than 100 years. Every time I wake up from sleep, I will go to the lake below to bathe. , And then have a nice picnic by the lake. I wonder if I have a chance to come back in the future."

"There will be." Ren said lightly: "I built a fortress on the edge of the world mountain range, there is a teleportation array, not far from here, you can return with my permission."

Bolch was overjoyed, "That would be great."

"In the future, when there are outsiders around you call me the boss, pay attention to keeping the secret of Thor's Hammer." Renn reminded him and glanced towards the sky.

"Yes, boss!" Bolqi showed the real body of the dragon wittily, and lowered his head.

Ryan jumped up and straddled the neck of the golden dragon in the middle, patted the scales under him with his palm.

Three dragon roars shook the four wilds.

The violent vibration of the sail-shaped triceratops wings and the spread of magic power drive the huge dragon body into the air, breaking through the clouds, and the clear sky is unobstructed. The dragon scales reflect the dazzling golden light in the sun, like a round. The golden sun swiftly passed high in the sky.

At this moment, a thought flashed through Renn's mind.

In the past, I was just a fake dragon knight, often being dragged by dragons, and still couldn't see people; now I finally become a real dragon knight, who can ride the dragon openly and go out to brighten the eyes of others.

Oxilia is a lover, and Bol is a mount!