Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

"Gah! Gah!

After reviving the fragmented Wight with [Faux-Life], the other party began to show interest in Abyss.

I tried to make them quit, but they wanted to see if they could really eat Abyss.

I wonder how hungry you are.

At the end of the day, I broke and approached Abyss because I couldn't walk properly when I was resisted.

The other side, afraid, puts his head close to the carcass of Abyss, shrugging his nose.

Stretching his tongue as he narrowed his eyes, he gently moved his mouth closer to Abyss.

Then open your eyes before your tongue touches you.

The other eye meets the eye of Abyss' carcass.

"Gah......"

The other side stops the tongue movement and pulls his head as it rings lonely.

... I knew you wouldn't be willing to eat this for as much as you want.

That's right.

I wondered what they would do if they hit Abyss.

The other side shook his head all the way, and he looked at me with his crying eyes.

I know I'm hungry... but let's eat some better.

When you get back to the temple, you'll have something to offer.

He abandoned the remains of Abyss and resumed his exploration of the forest.

There was even meat in that tribute, and it shouldn't mean all those disgusting creatures.

If I had an E or F demon, I'd like to raise Wight's level.

Wight, too, should fall out of the habit of falling apart as soon as he evolves.

I turn to Wight behind me.

Wight looks up at me with two open orbits.

... Do you eat wight or something?

Don't you? You don't, it doesn't look like you have a digestive system or anything to look at.

Because it's bone.

During my exploration I found a blue-purple mole and owl-like demon, both of which escaped fast.

The mole person dived into the ground at about the same time this one sensed it, and the owl disappeared mixed up in the immediate background to see if it was some kind of skill.

Because there are so many dangerous demons, I guess they split up into guys like Abyss who are like parasites or people who are fast on the run.

Speaking of which, Manticore, your legs were only fast, even though the other stats were no big deal.

Is it to escape something?

... Sounds a little tricky if you have something stronger than that.

But at this rate, you're going to find a demon that can make you fight Wight in peace.

I feel like I can handle it if I just hunt it as food, but when it comes to capturing and weakening it alive and letting it fight Wight...... ugh.

I stop and look back at Wight.

Wight fits me, too, stops his leg.

This forest is a little too high for Wight.

Something like this, isn't there a quick way to level up Wight?

Looking at Wight, he flashed abruptly.

Oh, there is, isn't there?

You can build the same level of demons as Wight with [Faux Life].

Yes, no, but [Faux Life] is what makes you live and die...

... but it also worked with meat chunks, so obviously you seem to be able to do something about it, even if it's biologically free.

It doesn't really feel like you're blaspheming your life or death for demonizing something that doesn't look obviously biological from the beginning, and it's safe, yeah.

This is going to make the same level of demons as Wight right away, and if you feel pushed, I can take it from the side.

Oh, my God, isn't that a solution to everything?

When that happens, I need to find something quick.

Demonizing doesn't seem very strong......

When I shook my head, I found a small tree that would still be a few years after growing up in the distance.

The wooden skins are still not thick, and they have a beautiful youthful color. I had leaves on sparse.

It is affordable to see.

After I ran over to the young tree, I looked down at Wight and indicated the young tree with my chin.

I was going to ask Wight if he could fight this.

Wight seemed to have taken my intentions and snorted.

Then I turned to them and shouted "GOO".

"Gah......"

The other party meets their teeth with a lonely mouth.

Ko, when this is over, I'll start hunting in earnest......

I can eat the next meal from you, please.

If Wight had fallen apart every time, he'd be pathetic, and you'd be a hassle, wouldn't you?

"Gah."

Apparently, my thoughts arrived, and the other party turned to the young tree and used [Faux Life].

Young trees are engulfed in black light.

The LV of [Normal Skill [Soul Addition (Faux Life)] has gone up from 2 to 3.

When the black light was clear, the young tree had a facial crease.

Pull the roots out and scatter the soil around.

"Gi, Higgie!

The cleavage of the mouth part of the young tree spread to tear, so roaring.

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Race: Little Trent

Status: Curse

Lv: 1/5

HP: 7/7

MP: 6/6

Attack: 1

Defense: 2

Magic Power: 3

Fastness: 1

Rank: F

Characteristic Skills:

[Dark attribute: LV --]

Resistance Skills:

[Physical resistance: LV1]

Normal Skills:

[Root: Lv1] [Clay: Lv1]

Title Skill:

[Evil Dragon's servant: LV --]

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I succeeded.

Oh, my God. This is an all-you-can-do subdivision. Seriously.

Low attack power and speed, but high HP and magic power.

It seems suitable for the support system.

But when I look at it this way, I get quite attached.

I get a little excited about how it's going to grow.

Plus, with that title skill this time around, it wouldn't be the first thing that would be hostile to me.

You might want to reschedule this once.

"Ga..."

By the time I tried to speak to Wight, Wight was already starting to move.

Wight approaches Trent and turns behind him avoiding the swinging branches.

Stay tangled up on Trent's back.

Something like black mist leaks out of Wight's body.

Trent turns around and tries to shake Wight off.

Wight clings to being shaken off.

Parts, pieces of bone fall to the ground.

"Gi! Gi! Higgie!"

Trent's movement slows down gradually, and the color of the body surface dulls.

And at the end of the day it stopped working.

When Trent stopped moving, the black fog that was leaking from Wight stopped.

It seemed like a skill to take away HP.

Trent had withered away as if he hadn't gotten water for a long time.

The leaves that were on Trent were completely discoloured, and when the wind blew, each branch fell to the ground.

I couldn't tell if I could stop more than I ordered, and I could only keep an eye on the whole thing with a grudge.

By the time he finally returned to me, Wight approached me as he pulled his delightfully missing body.

Ugh, yeah... yes, no, I guess it's where I should honestly praise you for doing well.

Somehow, there's a sort of feeling in me...