Chapter 131 This glory, I will never keep to myself.
Looking at the entire planet Bernardo.
Alchemists have played a significant role in every empire.
As a vital part of the empire, the alchemy industry must not lag behind; it can even be said to be the foundation of the empire.
Although they are currently just an ordinary clan dwelling in the wilderness, the Iron Dragons are already looking to the future.
Its dream is to establish an empire belonging to the dragons.
Moreover, it had received a promise from Galus.
If one day the Ironforge clan rises to become an empire, Garus will never enjoy this glorious honor alone.
"Blueprints for simple and universal alchemy tools are easy to buy."
Nick said, "But those complex and powerful alchemical blueprints are not readily available on the market; you need to buy them at a high price to obtain them."
As he spoke, his gaze drifted to the boxes piled up inside the tent.
Frostfang waved his claws, and the burly werewolf opened the boxes one by one, revealing the biological materials and various ores inside.
Copper and copper ores are frequent commodities in the trade.
Nick was somewhat surprised and delighted to find a whole box of diamonds.
“These diamonds are of very high quality and very valuable. I can bring at least ten different advanced alchemy blueprints, including at least one for an alchemical golem.”
He said.
After thinking for a moment, Nick added, "But there are also alchemical items that enhance gravity. If we exchange for them at the same time, the supply of other items will decrease."
The blueprints and props are very valuable.
The cheapest items are things like wine, dried fruit, and preserved fruit.
Frostfang made the werewolf open the last large chest, revealing ice-blue bones.
"What are these?"
Nick looked at him with a questioning gaze, somewhat puzzled.
The bone was exceptionally thick and huge, with faint traces of residual magical energy flowing on it. As soon as it was opened, a chilling current rushed out, and the air seemed to freeze.
"The bones of the Frostbeacon".
Frosttooth twitched its ears and said, "This box of bones, plus another box of copper ore."
Upon hearing this, Nick smiled broadly and said, "No, you've misjudged the value of the Behemoth Bones. This box of Behemoth Bones is enough. I can use the extra ore to bring in more goods."
As a warlock, Frostfang is very curious and inquisitive.
"Behemoths are weapons of war for the giants. Their bones have little effect other than being hard. The magical energy on them will gradually dissipate and cannot be sustained. They cannot be used to make good weapons and equipment, and the texture is too rough to make the ornaments that nobles like."
Frosttooth asked, "What's the value of these bones?"
Nick didn't exploit the information gap for personal gain. Instead, he explained in detail: "It is said that if you grind Behemoth's bones into bone powder, just a tiny bit can be mixed into alcohol to create a potent aphrodisiac. Or you can soak it in alcohol directly for the same effect."
He laughed and said, "Nobles always flock to such strong liquor."
Frost Fang frowned and retorted, "No, Behemoth bones aren't anything special; they don't have that kind of effect."
Nick said, "That's not important. What's important is that people believe in it and there's market demand."
Immediately afterward, before Frostfang could even ask, Nick asked, "Things aren't very peaceful over there in the permafrost tundra. Did you get these Frostbeaa bones there?"
Frosttooth narrowed his eyes slightly, without answering the question.
"Where did you hear that the permafrost tundra is not peaceful? What are the specific details?"
Its pupils contracted to thin slits as it asked coldly.
Seeing this, Nick quickly waved his hand: "Don't be nervous. Our caravan has never been to the tundra, but a month ago in a tavern in Lorthorn, a ranger who had lost three fingers due to frostbite was boasting that he had witnessed the war firsthand. In addition, information about the war in the tundra is spreading rapidly."
After a brief pause, Nick lowered his voice and said, "The Frost Giant Alliance and the Warcry Clan are at war, locked in a fierce and protracted conflict on the permafrost tundra. Their war will overturn the landscape of the permafrost tundra."
Frosttooth was very interested in this information and kept asking questions.
Nick organized the information he knew, carefully considered his words, and then narrated it.
Galos overheard the entire conversation.
He was entrenched in the conifer valley, with a sound transmission stone floating in front of him, transmitting conversations from the trade route in real time.
"The Frost Giant Alliance and the Warcry Clan."
Galos seemed to be deep in thought, pondering something.
The War Clan is a large clan composed of northern barbarians. It is the largest clan in the permafrost tundra, with a strong army and a large population. It can almost be called a nation-building clan of the northern barbarians, but because the northern barbarians prefer the name "clan," they have not formally established a nation.
As for the Frost Giants Alliance, it is also called the White Frost Alliance.
As its name suggests, it is an alliance of frost giants, consisting of frost giant clans of varying sizes, and is a large-scale force in the frozen tundra.
The Warcry Clan allied with the Frost Giants.
According to the information from Nick, the reason they went to war was that a large Frost Marrow vein was discovered in the buffer zone between their territories. Neither the War Cry Clan nor the Frost Giant Alliance was willing to back down, and conflicts of varying sizes began over the Frost Marrow vein.
After several years of friction between the two sides.
Because both sides had suffered losses and realized the other's strength, they decided to negotiate and end the war through talks.
They sent envoys to negotiate in the border areas and reached a consensus.
However.
On their way back from the peace talks, the frost giant delegation, along with all the other frost giants, was ambushed and killed in the vast polar regions. Among them was a son of the White Frost King.
The Frost King, who ruled the alliance, was enraged.
One of his sons and several members of his clan died.
The Frost Giant King was unwilling to let the matter rest and unleashed his vengeful fury upon the Warcry Clan.
The Warcry Clan initially backed down, stating that the ambush and attack on the Frost Giants' delegation had nothing to do with them, but the barbarians' explanation failed to quell the giants' rage.
Pressed relentlessly by the frost giants, the hot-tempered barbarians no longer backed down and engaged the frost giants in direct combat.
As two major powers on the frozen tundra, their war has made the frozen tundra dangerous and chaotic.
"Did the Frost Behemoth lose contact with its troops during the chaotic battlefield, or was its original force wiped out and it fled here after being chased by barbarians?"
Galos wondered to himself.
Although there was no specific answer, he felt that the appearance of the Frost Behemoth was definitely closely related to the war in the frozen tundra.
"The sentry posts in the north need to be reinforced."
He thought to himself.
The permafrost tundra is not a good place; it is resource-poor, with a harsh and cruel environment.
Normally, the ground is covered only by a thin layer of moss, devoid of life. But when a blizzard comes, the whole world will be submerged in ice and snow, and only the most tenacious life can survive.
Now there is another large-scale war.
Creatures that originally lived in the permafrost tundra will likely migrate in large numbers. The Sel Wilderness is not the best place, but it is certainly one of their migration options.
"White Frost Alliance, War Clan".
“An organization of this size must have legendary beings with a life level exceeding 20.”
Galos unconsciously flicked its tail, looking somewhat longing.
"Legend, legend, when will I become a legend?"
Dragons are destined to become legends, but their growth period is long. Galus has adapted and evolved to shorten its growth time, but compared to short-lived species like humans, its growth rate is still too slow.
As for humanity, polarization is extremely severe.
The weak are like ants, but the gifted humans can become legends within a century, and there are many examples of this.
The human king who once unified the Lorthen Federation achieved legendary status before the age of forty.
In comparison, let alone forty years old, the number of dragons that can become legendary beings after a hundred years of age is extremely limited and scarce in their lineage records.
However, human legends also have their drawbacks.
Even if they become legends, they cannot significantly increase their lifespan.
(End of this chapter)
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