Chapter 33 Ice Damage
Garros landed on the wasteland on the outskirts of Hemlock Hills, picking up the Silver Frost Ring with its claws. The ice crystal core embedded in the ring face shone with a faint blue light, and even through its scales, one could feel a chilling sensation.
Look closely.
He saw some dragon scale-like patterns on the surface of the ring.
Moreover, this type of dragon pattern is not only found on rings, but also on necklaces and wing rings.
This means that they are very likely the work of dragon alchemists, and judging from the similar dragon patterns on them, they are very likely made by the same dragon.
"Did that bronze dragon have a father or mother who was skilled in alchemy?"
"It feels so good to have someone to rely on, unlike me who is all alone and can only rely on myself."
Garros shook his head, then pressed the ring against the tip of his tongue, mimicking the way the copper dragon used it.
A silvery-white frost billowed from his mouth, and a half-meter-thick layer of ice quickly formed on the rock wall thirty meters away.
He stretched out his front paws and carefully touched the still-dense ice mist.
As soon as the claws were inserted, the surface was immediately covered with frost patterns, and the chill continued to extend from the claws up the dragon's arm, forming ice crystals on the surface of each dragon scale.
The chill seeped in through the gaps in the scales, freezing Garus's skin and flesh, as if countless ice needles were piercing back and forth, causing intense stinging pain.
It felt like falling into an ice cave, both painful and numb.
"It was just a light touch, but that kind of ice damage is too much of a counter to me."
Galos frowned.
There are four main categories of basic elemental energy.
Earth, water, wind, fire.
Ice, lightning, radiation, and so on are all derived from mutations of these basic elements.
In other words, ice damage is a variant of water damage.
Because there had been no opportunity for targeted training before, Garus's resistance in this area was the weak resistance of a normal fire-type dragon. Ice-type attacks could deal double the super-effective damage to him.
"How much water a bucket can hold depends on its shortest stave."
“The existence of my weaknesses will severely limit my development and make me vulnerable to being targeted.”
"Ice damage has a wide range of categories, and I need to get used to it in advance."
Galos thought to himself.
The scalding hot dragon blood flowed and circulated rapidly within its body, and the dark red patterns on the scales of the young iron dragon shone with a magma-like luster, hissing and evaporating the frost attached to them into white vapor.
Immediately afterwards.
Garros then tried out the Fiery Wing Ring and the Watcher's Necklace one by one.
The Fiery Wing Ring can increase speed and coat the wings with a layer of flame, increasing fire damage, while the Watcher's Necklace is purely a defensive item that can withstand Garos's full-force attack.
"The wing rings are good. They have a similar effect to the tail rings and may be able to help stimulate my wings to adapt and evolve."
After using the tail ring multiple times, even without activating Lightning Amplification, Garus still felt a tingling sensation in his tail, occasionally accompanied by an electric shock-like feeling.
He guessed.
The amplification and enhancement effects brought by alchemical tools will gradually be 'remembered' by his body, and he will silently adapt and evolve in that direction.
However, it is because there have been no concrete results of evolution.
Galos cannot be certain at the moment, but what he is certain of is that these kinds of alchemical tools will definitely stimulate his body to adapt to evolution.
"The tail ring is lightning-type, while I only have the lightning-type from my electric fire dragon breath, so the compatibility is not high enough."
"I am a fire elementalist. If my assumptions are correct, this wing ring may allow me to complete the adaptation and evolution of my dragon wings ahead of time."
After figuring out the specific effects and strengths of the three alchemical tools, the night grew even deeper.
Two moons hung high in the night sky, casting their bright moonlight.
Garros put away his alchemical tools, stepped towards the rock wall that was frozen in a thick layer of ice that had not yet dissipated, and then stretched out his claws and slammed them down. Ice shards flew around under his sharp claws, leaving several claw marks, but the rock did not shatter immediately.
"It's tough enough, I like it."
Galos's eyes lit up.
The hardness of ordinary rock formations was gradually becoming insufficient to keep up with the intensity of his training.
The ring unleashes powerful attacks; the condensed ice is as hard as steel and exudes a chilling aura, making it perfect for Garos in his current state.
As for attacking oneself directly with the Silver Frost Ring.
This method is indeed more efficient, but its attack intensity would cause serious damage to Galos, putting Galos in a dangerous situation.
Now that he has no elders to protect him, he has to consider the consequences before doing anything.
Next, Galus continued to ram or pound against the ice layer attached to the rock wall.
He was training the hardness of his scales and the strength of his muscles, while also gradually adapting to ice-type damage.
This is a gradual process that cannot be accomplished overnight, but as a long-lived dragon, Garus has plenty of time, and he has always been very patient.
Each time the body is exposed to cold.
It felt like countless ice needles were piercing my body, which was extremely painful.
However, Galos had long been accustomed to the physical pain. He did not feel distressed by it. Instead, he silently thought that this pain was a testament to his gradual growth and evolution.
Then I thought about it again.
While experiencing pain, a slight sense of pleasure would also arise in his heart. The intertwining of pain and excitement became the key to Galos's ability to persevere.
Under the bright moonlight.
The young iron dragon forged its body alone, unnoticed by anyone.
at the same time.
Under the same moonlight.
The copper dragon Deborah wept and flew north into the wilderness of Sel.
The Sel Wilderness borders the permafrost to the north, so the temperature gradually decreases the further north you go.
Slowly.
As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight rose, Deborah arrived in the northern wilderness where the air temperature was normal and there was no feeling of heat. After circling briefly in the sky, she folded her wings and swooped down to land in a place surrounded by several mountain peaks.
The air here is neither too hot nor too cold.
The dense canopies of red maple trees stretch out in one continuous expanse. When the wind blows, the lush branches and leaves sway, resembling a sea of fire burning on the ground, creating a magnificent and beautiful scene.
Deep within the red maple forest, beside the stream, stands a three-story building.
It is made entirely of metal, adorned with a few flowers and vines, and its overall structure is exquisite and beautiful.
A man and a woman, who appear to be human, are walking hand in hand along the stream, admiring the flowers and playing in the water. They are smiling and looking at each other, their eyes filled with tenderness and affection that seems to drip with love.
call!
A gust of wind blew in.
A bronze dragon, nearly ten meters long, hovered in the sky, casting a shadow over the two of them.
But the two showed no fear; instead, they waved to the bronze dragon.
"Dad! Mom! I've been robbed! All the alchemical tools you gave me have been stolen by a despicable half-dragon."
The bronze dragon Deborah landed in front of the two of them, let out a howl, and began to cry loudly.
(End of this chapter)
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