Saga is happy to be a father

Author: Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties

Saga is happy to be a father

On Crescent Moon Island, Bone Burial Ground, in the desolate bone burial ground among the rugged rocks, the negative energy that was originally relatively strong has now become very thin and can hardly be felt.

A battle is taking place here.

A total of five burly shark-tiger warriors, about two and a half meters tall, were fighting a skeleton.

The bones of this skeleton are as crystal clear as jade and are integrated into one body, except that one bone seems to be missing between the ribs.

With a nice luster.

Unlike many low-level skeletons, the bones are lifeless and pale, and are covered with cracks.

block!

The skeleton holding the bone gun turned around and swept across. The bone gun made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like a dragon or a python, and smashed away the iron knife of a shark-tiger warrior. Behind him, a shark-tiger warrior opened his arms and flew to capture him.

After being hugged, the skeleton kicked off its legs and jumped into the air to avoid the attack of the shark and tiger. There was an unusual sense of vigor in its movements.

Then under Saga's surprised gaze.

Buzz!

A pair of bone wings suddenly opened from the back of the skeleton.

It flew at low altitude, tossed and turned, and could deal with five shark-tiger warriors on its own without falling behind.

"It has evolved wings, what kind of skeleton is this?"

"It looks quite strong in close combat. Could it be a mutated flying skeleton warrior?"

"By the way, where did its bone gun come from?"

Whoosh!

The two sharks and tigers threw it hard, and a tough and wide net was thrown over and enveloped the little skeleton.

The soul fire in the little skeleton's eye sockets fluctuated rapidly, and then, the top of the bone gun in its right hand ignited with a cluster of blue flames, covering the entire gun head.

laugh!

The bone gun chopped down from top to bottom, and the tough net made of fibers from magic plants was split into two.

With its wings waving, a nearly two-meter-long sharp bone spear held at an angle, and with vigorous and agile movements, the little skeleton still looks decent, but it is no longer the frail appearance it once was.

clang!

A stone as big as a human head was thrown by Shark Tiger, and hit the skull on the head just as the skeleton was opening the net and showing its majesty.

Just the little skeleton flying at low altitude four or five meters above the ground tilted its head.

The soul fire in its eye sockets fluctuated violently, and its body was swaying.

At the same time, the sharks and tigers roared and jumped up from all directions, like leaping tigers or evil sharks breaking out of the sea. At the same time, they flew the little skeleton to the ground and suppressed it tightly.

Can't move either.

"The burial ground formed by thousands of kobolds and the bones of three psychic warlocks transformed it from a first-level mindless skeleton into a third-level mutant skeleton."

"Well, judging by his performance, he shouldn't be a match for Tiger. However, the third level one was suppressed by five first level ordinary shark tigers."

The height of the little skeleton is only about 1.7 meters.

The ordinary shark tiger also has a burly body of two and a half meters.

"However, it was still trembling when walking before. This improvement is already huge."

Saga lowered his head and looked at the little skeleton that was still struggling hard after being pressed down by the sharks and tigers with only one head exposed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that the soul fire in the eyes of the little skeleton was much stronger than before. It was undulating like a flame blown by the wind when it struggled, revealing its stubborn mood swings.

"I have rudimentary wisdom, but I don't look very smart yet."

Saga ordered: "Okay, let it go."

The evil-looking sharks and tigers stood up and released the suppressed little skeleton.

The little skeleton stood up, folded the bone wings behind his back, held a bone gun in one hand, and stared at the little golden dragon with scales like diamonds in front of him with some confusion.

Inexplicably, it felt very familiar to Saga.

Why is it so familiar?

There is no memory, and wisdom has just been born. The little skeleton with a blank mind is lost in thought.

At this time, it saw the other party grinning at itself.

"Hey, little one, did you forget who I am?"

Saga remembered that the minds of the undead creatures that had just given birth to wisdom were very imperfect, which meant that they were very easy to be deceived.

Looking at the little skeleton showing doubts, the golden young dragon pretended to be majestic and lowered his voice, saying: "I will put you in the burial ground so that you can develop wisdom and get rid of the lowest form of ignorance."

"This is my gift to you, and it is your honor."

"Now, come over and kneel down to your king to show your respect and surrender."

No super gravity field was used, and the dragon's power with a trace of electromagnetic force was suppressed.

Buzz!

The invisible dragon's power passed by, and the little skeleton's body trembled. The soul fire in his skull seemed to be blown by the strong wind. Under the mental shock of the dragon's power, his head became confused.

When it came back to its senses, it heard Saga's words with a pleasant tone.

"Very well, stand up."

Just when it was frightened by the dragon's power, it didn't know when it walked up to Saga and knelt on the ground like a courtier.

It couldn't quite understand Saga's words, but as an undead creature, it had a special talent and could feel the emotions of the living, so it stood up blankly.

"Now that you have wisdom, it's time to choose a name."

It heard the other party say this.

"Let me think about it. How about calling me Urgon? You may not know the origin of this name. If you do, you will know that I have some expectations for you."

silence.

"The King of Bones training game? Not bad. I will have the opportunity to send you to the Undead Empire in the Black European Continent for further study in the future."

It heard the other person's mumbling and whispering, but still didn't quite understand what the other person meant.

"Okay, since you don't refute, then from now on, you will have a name of your own - Wuer Gong!"

Urgon. Is this my name?

It also has some vague and ignorant wisdom that is slightly enlightened.

There are vague memory fragments flashing in the brain.

Give a name

The brains of undead creatures like skeletons are blank when they are born with primary intelligence, but the incomplete memories of their lifetimes will have some strange emotional tendencies, and occasionally they can awaken some skills they possessed during their lifetimes based on their memories.

He raised his head and looked at the golden dragon who was looking down at him, at the existence that gave him his name.

A different kind of emotion grew in the little skull's heart.

"Well, what are you looking at?"

"Not satisfied with this name? If you're not satisfied, I chose it too, so I won't change it."

Saga shook his tail and said.

At the same time, under his gaze, a small skeleton named Urgong held a bone gun with both hands flat. In a burst of blue flames, the bone gun began to deform, and eventually turned into a rib.

Click!

The little skeleton took the rib and inserted it into his body.

After its body was restored to its full form, and without the dragon's power to frighten it, it knelt down in front of Saga again and uttered extremely difficult words, like the sound produced by the friction of rusty machinery.

"grateful."

It raised its head and whispered.

"Oh? You can speak now. It seems you have gained some memories from your lifetime."

"I accept your thanks."

Saga looked at the little skeleton and said.

"Thank you. Father for giving me the name."

Saga nodded and said, "It's enough to say words of thanks once, and I'll keep them in my heart for more."

Suddenly, the little dragonet opened its eyes wide.

"Wait a minute, the ghost is your father."
To be continued...