Chapter 806
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"Blood Baron?" Laurel slightly frowned, but she was relieved. She knew the relationship between Dean and Hailey, and she also knew that Hailey had brought Hailey's Demon Hunter back to the Dragon Clan. It was because she brought the Blood Baron back that the news of Hailey's death was confirmed. After all, most pioneers wouldn't abandon their Demon Hunter. Even if they were injured, they would find the Demon Hunter after they recovered. Moreover, there was a special connection between the owner and the Demon Hunter, so they could often predict the location of the Demon Hunter. Even if it was thousands of miles away, they could still feel a vague direction. So as long as they wanted to find it, they could absolutely find it.
"The Blood Baron belongs to our Dragon Clan..." Laurel considered her words and prepared to say some euphemistic words. After all, Dean had come to their Dragon Clan and asked for the Blood Baron. If they obediently gave it to him, it would be a joke.
"If you don't give it to me, there will be no Dragon Clan." Dean interrupted her.
Laurel's words were stuck in her throat. She slightly opened her mouth, and her tongue was almost tied. Looking at Dean's indifferent face, she was stunned for a long time. Anger rose in her heart. She gritted her teeth and wanted to say something, but in the end, she held it back. Their Dragon Clan was not the Dragon Clan of the past. Although the foundation was still there, their vitality was greatly damaged. Dragon Mother, patriarch, and other Pioneers were killed one after another. There were only a few Pioneers left in the Wasteland, but they were no match for Dean. She didn't dare to provoke the teenager in front of her.
"OK, I'll give it to you!" She took a deep breath and eased the anger in her heart. She endured it, but her old face gradually calmed down. "Aisha is a member of our Dragon Clan, no matter in the past or in the future. This Blood Baron is her Demon Hunter. It should be given to her."
The coldness in Dean's eyes was slightly reduced. He said: "Then give it to me."
"Wait a minute, I'll let someone get it." Laurel saw that Dean didn't interrupt her this time. She whispered to the people next to her.
Dean quietly waited. His eyes changed color as he tracked the person who was leaving. After a moment, the person went to another mountain and then returned. He was holding a huge dark red box. It was two feet wide and nine feet long. It was like a door panel. The red paint on the box was deep and full of ancient and noble feeling. It was carved with complex patterns and the emblem of the Dragon family.
Dean looked through the box and saw a giant sword lying quietly inside. It was the Blood Baron.
The person carrying the Blood Vessel was a young man. His face showed that he was struggling, but he hid it carefully. Only his slightly clenched teeth could be seen from his cheeks, as if the box in his hand was quite heavy.
Laurel signaled to him. The young man held the box and walked towards Dean. He looked at Dean nervously and carefully handed out the box.
Dudian lifted his hand and put it on his shoulder. He glanced at the crowd and turned around. His magic wings stretched out from his back as he soared into the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Laurel and others were relieved as they saw Dean leave. Their backs were full of cold sweat. Although it was the Black Death season but they felt cold inside their clothes.
Laurel clenched her crutches. Her eyes were full of resentment but there was more pain and sadness.
Dean retracted his wings as he came to the front of Aisha who was sitting on the throne. The throne was spacious enough for two people to sit on. Dean sat next to Aisha and put the box on his lap. He smiled: "Although it's a bit late but we've finally found it. Can you guess what's inside?"
Saul was dumbfounded as he saw Dean's demeanor. Was he really the cold-blooded monster who had seized the palace and killed people in a child-like tone?
On the other side, Neuss was very calm as if he was used to it.
Aisha's expression changed as Dean moved the box in front of her. Her pure black eyes slightly turned as she looked at the dark red lacquer box on her lap. She slightly raised her arm to touch the box. Bang! It seemed to be a gentle touch but it contained a terrifying power. She crushed the box and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
The dark red gemstone embedded in the hilt of the sword seemed to shine with a demonic light the moment she held it.
Dean's eyes flashed as he saw her take the initiative to change. Aisha could maintain her original posture even in the face of blood. Perhaps her expression would change but she would never reach out to touch it! She could even restrain her bloodthirsty instinct but at this moment she took the initiative to grab the hunter's weapon.
There was a trace of inexplicable shock in his heart as he thought of Laurel's words. The hunter and the hunter's weapon seemed to be the most inseparable partners!
At this moment, the blood vessel melted and turned into black mucus. It spread along her palm and climbed to her whole body. After a moment, black scales appeared on her body. Unexpectedly she was going to enter the demonic state.
Dean was startled and quickly shook the bell. He shook it six times in a strange rhythm. This was the command to stop all the current actions.
When the bell stopped ringing, the black mucus on Aisha's body also stopped. The next moment, the black mucus slowly sank into her skin and disappeared.
Dean was startled. He helped her up and looked around her. He was surprised to find that her body still maintained the appearance of a human but the blood vessel was gone. It seemed to have sunk into her body!
However, once the hunter's weapon was integrated into the human body it would enter the demonic state. If the demonic state was lifted then the hunter's weapon would inevitably return to the 'tool' state and leave the master's body.
There was a trace of worry in Dean's heart. He wasn't worried that Aisha would get out of control but worried that her body would be harmed. He had never seen such a situation before. He didn't know what the consequences would be. Suddenly he regretted bringing the hunter's weapon back to her.
"I hope nothing bad will happen to you …" Dean looked at her eyes. He wanted to see some feedback from them but all he could see was the darkness at the bottom of the sea.
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