Chapter 37 The Dragon's Temptation
The setting sun in the west had not yet faded, and stars had already descended from the gray-blue sky in the east.
In the brief interval between the tearing of light and darkness, Garus, his wings ablaze with crimson flames, soared through the sky, then circled briefly before swooping down towards the foot of a desolate mountain.
The ground was riddled with pits of varying depths.
The mountainside is covered with signs of collapse and cracks.
The cracks, resembling both a spider web and lightning bolts, are dense, crisscrossing, and almost everywhere.
—This is the training ground that Galos has chosen recently.
Because of its remote location and the fact that it is surrounded by barren mountains and wastelands with a lack of resources, no powerful creatures roam there.
As for the places I used to frequent, where I had a chance encounter with the copper dragon, just in case, for example, if the copper dragon, having been wronged, came with its parents to seek revenge, only to be abandoned by Garus.
The wings folded in, and the flames dissipated as the runes on the wing rings dimmed.
After being exposed to the black oil, Garus shook his head, feeling an inexhaustible surge of energy. He took a deep breath, used his Silver Frost Ring to exhale cold air that froze and hardened the mountain, and as usual, rammed his body directly into it.
This was after the first time the Earth Spider brought back the oily soil.
More than a week has passed.
During this time, because tunnels had been dug underground, the earth spiders were able to travel back and forth much faster than the first time. They would occasionally return with some oily soil, which Samantha would then refine through alchemy into black oil that Galos found intoxicating and invigorating. Although the quantity was limited, it greatly improved Galos's training efficiency.
This week was as long as the previous month.
Combined with previous efforts, the hard work paid off.
He felt he was about to evolve. In addition to the tingling sensation inside and outside his body, it was as if a flame was burning inside. The most obvious change was that the edges of his originally gray-black buffer scales had turned a gradient of branding red. They were not sharp, but they carried high temperature and became very easy to break.
"It seems that due to the stimulation of black oil energy, this body of buffer scales is evolving in some unknown direction."
"Although it can still cushion the impact, it has become more brittle and is more prone to cracking."
"I don't know if the next evolution will be good or bad."
Galos thought to himself.
He had difficulty controlling the specific direction of evolution, but so far there had been no negative evolutions. Garos felt the buffer scales gradually weakening and wasn't too worried. Once the evolution was complete, he would know its specific effects.
The red-iron dragon crashed into the ice-covered mountain, producing a dull, thunderous sound.
Some of the outermost buffer scales on his body shattered, and the swirling fragments cut through the solid ice, leaving deep marks.
The chill emanating from the solid ice fell upon Garus, only to be quickly evaporated by his high-temperature scales.
Accompanied by a hissing sound like water and fire clashing, and cold and heat clashing, a cloud of smoke rose up around them, enveloping the red iron dragon, leaving only a few scales and claws visible, faintly discernible.
Previously, every time Galos collided with the solid ice mountain and was touched by ice shards or cold air, he would feel severe discomfort, a cold and stinging sensation like being pricked by needles.
And with the training over these years.
The cold, stinging sensation is still there, but its effect has lessened somewhat.
He estimated that his ice resistance should have improved to some extent.
As the last rays of the setting sun gradually faded and the sky was completely shrouded in night, Galos, taking advantage of the fact that his black oil energy was not yet exhausted, continued to train diligently. The dull thuds of collisions rose and fell, echoing endlessly in the night.
at the same time.
About ten kilometers from the Hemlock Hills, on some unnamed low hills, five adventurers trudged through the cracked ground into the wilderness.
Under the bright light of the two moons, time passed slowly.
Soon after, as the adventurers crossed the last rocky ridge, they noticed the relatively high hills covered with dense hemlock.
"The water in my storage ring is almost gone."
“The hills ahead are covered with lush vegetation, so there must be a water source.”
The blond warrior licked his dry lips and said.
Exploring the wilderness is no easy task. The group encountered no fewer than ten battles, large and small, during this period. Fortunately, they did not encounter any particularly powerful ferocious beasts or monsters. Therefore, apart from some scratches or claw marks and a bit of dust and grime, they did not suffer any life-threatening injuries.
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The spellcaster suddenly spoke, and then took out a white crystal that was getting hot and glowing red from his pocket.
He said in an uncertain, fearful yet greedy tone, "In the hills ahead, it seems, it seems there is the aura of dragons."
Upon hearing this...
The other members of the adventure team all sharpened their gazes.
"Haven, are you sure?"
The blond warrior lowered his voice and asked.
"My crystal has magic that can sense the aura of dragons. It is a magical item that will emit a corresponding light as a warning when it approaches a place where the aura of dragons remains."
The spellcaster, Haven, said, "The red light means it's a fire dragon."
Thinking of the dragons' power and reputation, the white-robed priest whispered, "Let's go around this hill. It would be terrible if we encountered a powerful dragon."
The spellcaster pondered, "Judging from the intensity of the crystal's shimmering light, the dragons living here cannot be too powerful."
He made no attempt to hide his desire and greed, saying, "If it's a young dragon, or a weaker juvenile dragon, we have a chance to hunt it down, or even capture it alive."
"Should we take a detour, or go and investigate? What are your thoughts?"
The wanderer toyed with the dagger and said:
"You've all probably heard that not long ago a young iron dragon was presented to the little princess of the Lorthen Federation, and the reward it received was more than an ordinary person could spend in ten lifetimes."
This matter has been widely reported.
The necromancer chuckled twice: "That iron dragon was captured from the Wilderness of Sel. There are many evil dragons living in this wilderness, so there are many young dragons that survive alone. I really want to capture a young dragon and train it into a flesh and blood puppet. I will definitely sleep with it every day and arm and strengthen it with the best materials."
Each dragon represents immense wealth.
After some discussion, the group couldn't resist the temptation of 'wealth' and decided to approach cautiously to explore the Hemlock Hills. If they determined that the target was not strong, they would try to ambush and capture it.
If the other party is not there, that would be even better, as you can set some traps in advance.
Under the cover of night, the group slowly approached the Hemlock Hills.
When they reached a certain distance, they stopped. The wanderer took out an alchemical tool that resembled a telescope and used it to gaze at the Hemlock Hills, observing them closely.
A dozen minutes later.
The wanderer suddenly shuddered, and his breathing became much heavier.
In her field of vision, she could clearly see the reflection of a red baby dragon. It was sticking out its rear end and scratching at the ground with its claws. Its dragon scales were as bright as flames in the darkness, like sparkling gems.
"Misser, what did you see?"
Noticing his unusual behavior, the blond warrior urged him to ask.
With the alchemical tools strapped to his waist, the wanderer couldn't help but laugh, flashing a set of white teeth: "I've seen an immense fortune."
The legendary alchemical relics found in an abandoned mine?
If we can catch this red baby dragon, we can keep it or leave it; this trip to the wilderness will make us a fortune.
(End of this chapter)
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