Chapter 32 The Curse (Please read on, please vote with monthly tickets)
The surrounding air was cold, and a layer of ice crystals had formed on the ground.
The densely packed ice blades had not yet melted, and they were clustered together like countless blooming flowers.
A dark figure stepped out from the shadows of the nearby forest, its obsidian-like scales, red markings, and rugged, robust body revealing Garus to have returned to the scene of the crime.
He looked up in the direction the copper dragon had gone, then glanced at the ravaged abandoned mine.
"Tsk, this bronze dragon is quite angry. However, dragons cherish treasures as much as their own lives. It's already quite well-mannered that it hasn't gone completely mad. As expected of a metal dragon, it's much more restrained than the five-colored dragon."
Galos smacked his lips.
He pulled out an ice blade with his hand; it was icy cold and made his hand hurt.
"This is a power that only adult dragons can possess."
"Cold type. Could it be that one of its parents is a silver dragon? That's most likely the case."
Garus thought to himself.
When choosing a mate, dragons do not specifically choose only those of the same species; it is relatively rare for dragons of the same species to pair up.
However, because dragon bloodlines are so dominant and incompatible, the probability of hybridization is low.
Therefore, regardless of the species of the parents, the offspring will most likely inherit the bloodline of only one parent, and hybrid dragons like Garus are relatively rare.
Another point worth mentioning is...
Hybrid dragons are not all powerful and outstanding.
Galos inherited the advantages of both the Iron Dragon and the Red Dragon, making him a positive hybrid.
However, there are also unlucky hybrids who inherit the negative traits of both their dragon parents.
for example.
The offspring of a red dragon and a white dragon may be weak in both water and fire, physically frail like the white dragon, yet reckless and violent like the red dragon—truly a dragon whose ambitions are as high as the sky but whose fate is as thin as paper.
Galos rubbed the calluses on his chin and looked down at the abandoned mine.
"Faced with the wrath of the Copper Dragon, the Insect King must be seriously injured. Shall I take this opportunity to subdue it?"
Shaking his head, Galos rejected the idea.
The Insect King is hiding at the bottom of an abandoned mine. Although Garos can also go down there, the underground is not his territory, and simply killing the Insect King would not bring much benefit.
As for subduing it.
Galos's method of subjugation, which involves communicating with the target through telepathy, is essentially a form of coercion and inducement, a transaction, lacking stronger guarantees.
This won't have a very good effect on the insect king.
Its life level is very high. You might be able to subdue it at first, but once it recovers, it will inevitably turn against you.
Not long after.
Under the cover of night, Garus returned to Hemlock Hills to take stock of his spoils.
With a flick of its wings, the dragon sent down a shower of gems and gold coins, which jingled beautifully in the moonlight.
These gems and gold coins are no ordinary objects; they contain magical energy, and consuming them helps dragons grow and develop.
I looked down at these shiny things.
Galos instinctively felt a thrill and pleasure, as well as a strong urge to collect and protect them, preventing any other creature from touching them.
The attraction of treasure to dragons is ingrained in their very being, almost like a curse.
Galus did not want to be affected by this.
The excessive pursuit and obsession with treasure is one of the major causes of death among dragons, no less than death caused by arrogance.
Galos took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, repeatedly breathing deeply to resist his inner desires.
His vision gradually cleared.
When he was four years old, he was lucky enough to dig up a magic gem. He wanted to hide it in his butt, but he felt that this feeling was abnormal and should not be allowed to develop. So he thought about eating it.
However, even with the gem right in front of his mouth, he just couldn't bring himself to eat it.
It was as if what was in his mouth was not a jewel, but his own lifeblood.
Later, Garros hid the magic gem at the bottom of the lake, and would play with it in his spare time to fight against his desires and temper his will.
Finally, around the age of six.
After two years of honing his skills, Galus gritted his teeth and successfully devoured it, just as he had hoped.
For young dragons.
This is an absolute feat.
It's hard to imagine dragons being obsessed with treasure unless you're a dragon; it's a kind of throbbing that seems to be engraved in their soul, an instinct ingrained in their very bones.
at the same time.
Samantha, who was inscribing alchemical runes on Mobel, paused, her ears suddenly perking up.
"Ah, where does this beautiful, heavenly sound come from?"
It turned its head and immediately saw the jewels and gold coins piled at Garus's feet. Its breathing and heartbeat quickened, and its eyes gleamed.
The claws accidentally made a huge arc, tearing a long, bloody gash in Mobel's body.
Aww—the sudden pain caused Mobel to let out a sharp howl.
Samantha seemed not to hear, her eyes fixed on Garus as she walked step by step, her soul seemingly bewitched.
"My dear, wealthy, great, glorious brother!"
Samantha completely abandoned her dignity as a red dragon and walked up to Garoth, bowing down in reverence.
"Please, please."
"Give me some of your treasure, and I'll do anything!"
Samantha felt as if ants were biting her from head to toe, from soul to body, making her involuntarily willing to pay any price for the treasure.
Galos looked at Samantha with pity.
Its appearance is exactly how a young dragon would react when it sees treasure.
That is to say, they knew they couldn't take it by force, otherwise it would have already pounced on them.
Even so, Samantha needed to expend a great deal of energy to suppress her desire to steal the treasure from Garus.
One of the common methods used by adventurer teams to hunt dragons is to go all out, scattering numerous gems and gold coins in the areas where dragons are known to roam, setting up traps around them, and silently waiting for the dragons, who are particularly sensitive to these things, to arrive.
"no problem."
Galos readily agreed, leaving Samantha in disbelief.
He paused, then added, "But only if your behavior satisfies me. If I am pleased, I may reward you with some treasure."
Samantha's eyes widened, and she asked excitedly, "What exactly should I do?"
Galos smiled and said, "I can't say for sure either. You'll have to figure it out yourself. As long as it makes me happy, that's fine."
As the saying goes.
The law is unknowable, and its power is immeasurable.
There is no fixed standard, which means that whether or not to give is entirely up to Galus's opinion.
Simply put, he was just making empty promises.
"Making Garus happy sounds easy. He wants me to master alchemy as soon as possible so it can help him."
After a moment's thought, Samantha came up with something that would please Garros.
"My dear brother, I know what to do!"
Leaving behind a sentence full of fighting spirit, Samantha turned around and continued her arduous practice of alchemy in order to receive the 'reward'.
Samantha was sent away.
Galos picked up a gem, moved rather slowly towards his mouth, finally closed his eyes, threw it into his mouth, gritted his teeth, crunched it up, and swallowed it.
A surge of energy, several times stronger than that of black oil of the same quality, rose from his abdomen.
The slight fatigue resulting from training and the battle.
It vanished in an instant.
Magic gems are rarer and more difficult to produce and mine than resources like black oil. They also provide stronger buffs than black oil, but are much harder to obtain.
Eat one.
Galos, seizing the opportunity, wanted to eat a second one.
But even when the gem was right in front of his mouth, he just couldn't open it.
The attempt to swallow two gems in succession caused Garus immense pain; every scale and muscle on his body resisted, making it impossible for him to even begin.
"This instinct is still too strong. Eating one at a time is my current limit."
Galos shook his head and put down the gem.
He now has five gems left: three white crystals with cold attributes, one ruby with fire attributes, and one sapphire with water attributes, along with a total of about two hundred gold and silver coins.
With a flick of its wings, the dragon collected all the gems and gold coins.
Immediately, taking advantage of the abundant energy within his body, Galos carried the three alchemical equipment pieces and soared into the sky to test their specific strength and effects.
Alchemy tools are not like magical tools.
The main selling point of this product is its usability; whoever gets it keeps it.
If an ordinary person obtains a powerful alchemical tool, as long as it still has energy to activate, it's not impossible for them to use it to spar with extraordinary beings.
Unless it's a very high-level alchemical tool, there's absolutely no concept of it recognizing a master.
(End of this chapter)
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