Chapter 65 Fear and Murderous Intent
A gust of wind blew against the fairy dragon, causing it to tumble several times in the air, interrupting it and forcing it to swallow the rest of its words.
"Vera, I remember you said you didn't see anything, didn't you?"
Garus flicked his left wing, casting a threatening glance at the fairy dragon.
"Yes, yes, Vera saw nothing and knew nothing!"
The fairy dragon was startled and shouted its opinion.
This reaction drew a suspicious look from Samantha, whose gaze darted between the fairy dragon and Garus, sensing that there might be some secret between them.
He walked up to the fairy dragon Vera.
Samantha wanted to get the secret truth from it.
However, before he could speak, he was interrupted by Galos's instructions.
"Samantha, bring over a metal bucket and fill it with water."
He said.
"oh."
The red dragon glanced at the fairy dragon again, planning to interrogate it properly when it had time, using threats and inducements to make it reveal its secrets. Then, it flapped its dragon wings and flew low towards the alchemy workshop.
Such as containers like iron buckets.
It has been refined.
"Vera, there's a saying that goes, 'Loose lips sink ships.' You'll die if you talk nonsense."
After Samantha left, Garus smiled gently at the fairy dragon, revealing a mouthful of gleaming fangs.
The fairy dragon closed its mouth, covered it with its claws, and nodded rapidly like a chick pecking at rice.
In less than two minutes, Samantha took the iron bucket from the alchemy workshop, filled it with water from the river flowing through the Conifer Valley, and carried it to Garus.
At this time.
Galos's two wing blades were coated with serpentine blood, and his severed tail had become shriveled.
He used his claws to tear the severed tail into minced meat, mixed it with water, and stirred it. The originally clear water immediately turned into a green liquid, emitting a pungent smell.
Whoosh!
Galos poured it on himself, and green smoke rose from his body, hissing and crackling. Then he closed his eyes slightly and settled down to rest.
Because of extensive contact with the toxic water.
Many green spots appeared on his body, but the color of the spots formed by the poisonous blood was much lighter, a light green, and the pain was also mild.
Diluted poison is far less effective than poisonous blood.
Otherwise, Galos wouldn't have done that.
Seeing that Garos had turned into a 'green dragon', Samantha and the fairy dragon were still worried, even though Garos said he was fine. They paced around and then stood guard.
One week later, at dusk.
The fiery glow of the sunset descended from the sky, illuminating Galos and making it appear as if a veil of flames had been draped over his scales.
He soared through the sky, his sharp gaze locking onto a monster on the ground, before swooping down to attack.
A few minutes later, Garus ended his hunt, devoured the giant rhinoceros he had caught to replenish his energy, and then returned to the Tailwood Valley.
It landed on a protruding rock slab on the slope of the valley.
From here, Galus's gaze can take in the entire valley's scenery.
Bathed in the gentle breeze of twilight, he turned to look at his dragon wings.
On the dragon's wings, the areas that were directly stained with the poisonous blood have now returned to normal. The edges of the wing blades that were coated with the poisonous blood are no different from before, and the scales that had turned green before have also returned to their original state.
Although the blood of the serpent and dragon is poisonous.
However, the quantity was simply too small.
"My poison resistance should have increased a little, right?"
Galos thought to himself.
In this world, there are many creatures that are adept at using toxins, and many that possess highly toxic substances; poison-based damage is a major category.
For example, when Galus was forced to relocate his territory due to the threat of the dwarves, he considered the Greystone Ridge, where the giant-tailed steel scorpions that lived there were highly venomous and numerous.
Before your poison resistance builds up, getting stung a few times by its giant tail is no pleasant experience.
Among dragons, apart from green dragons which are adept at using poison, most dragons have some poison resistance, but it's not much higher.
"Let's go to Crescent Valley again later."
"The venomous blood and poisonous claws of the Cliff Serpent Dragon are excellent materials for me to improve my poison resistance."
"If I temper it with enough poisonous blood, I might be able to inflict poison damage on the Wing Slash."
Garus shook his enormous dragon wings, the edges of which were sharp and hard, gleaming with a cold light.
At this moment, he recalled the performance of the Cliff Serpent Dragon when it explosively increased its speed.
At that time, a large amount of hot air rose from under the serpentine scales of the cliff, almost like a jet of air, instantly accelerating it and causing its speed to surge.
"I am strong in all aspects now, but I lack explosiveness."
"Impacts and slashes all require a certain distance. Diving and accelerating, relying on speed to increase power, is not effective in close combat."
"How can I evolve a similar characteristic that allows me to instantly accelerate?"
Galos began to ponder.
A few minutes later, he shook his head, having no good ideas for the time being.
However, he felt that the key lay in his own wings.
If it can evolve a jet-like structure, using its own magical energy or the heat energy converted from its exploding scales as its energy source, its speed will be greatly enhanced.
When the time comes, if you can't defeat a powerful enemy, you can simply run away, and your survivability will increase dramatically.
For example, in his previous encounter with the Cliff Serpent Dragon, the Cliff Serpent Dragon couldn't catch him, and no matter how angry it was, it couldn't do anything to him. He could fight or leave as he pleased, firmly maintaining the initiative.
It is fast, has high defense, high health, and strong attack.
These are all directions that Galos is striving towards.
Meanwhile, the fairy dragon is playing tricks on Mobel.
While the bear was sleeping, the fairy dragon braided the fur on its forehead into a funny little braid, painted pink eyeshadow on it, and sprinkled itchy pollen on the parts of its back that it couldn't scratch.
Hehehe.
The fairy dragon let out a delighted laugh, eager to see what Mobel would look like after waking up.
At that moment, it noticed that Galus was on the slope of the valley.
He flew toward Garus, surrounded by fairy dragons, who sniffed in confusion.
Why do you still smell like a snake or dragon?
It asked.
Galos: "I didn't smell it."
The fairy dragon said seriously, "The serpent dragon is my natural enemy. I am much more sensitive to its scent than you are. I can smell a faint but very concentrated scent on you."
It seemed like he had thought of something.
The fairy dragon suddenly took flight even faster, scattering magical dust around Garos.
The dust settled on his dragon scales, eventually leaving a snake mark on a certain area of his back scales.
"Just as I suspected, it's the scent tracking mark of the Cliff Serpent Dragon."
The fairy dragon said nervously, "Garos, the Cliff Serpent Dragon has locked onto you. It can track your location precisely within a thousand miles using this scent mark."
Odor tracking imprint?
This is not mentioned in the Garoth tradition.
Inheritance comes from the knowledge passed down from generation to generation, and each dragon's inheritance is different. In terms of knowledge about the Cliff Serpent Dragon, the Fairy Dragon is more outstanding.
Galos frowned.
Lock me in?
Doesn't that mean the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light? This is not good news.
Galos paced on the rock slab, feeling his life was threatened.
The Cliff Serpent Dragon is not strong in direct combat, but it has many insidious methods. If it secretly targets you and launches a sneak attack, you risk death.
Things have been calm these past few days.
Galos estimated that it was most likely the Cliff Serpent Dragon was recovering from its injuries and would only track and ambush him again after it was fully healed.
This guy is in the dark while we are in the light, which is a huge risk.
Whether you kill it or try to capture it, you need to do it as early as possible!
Galus felt uneasy, sensed danger, and felt fear.
All of these emotions then transformed into a chilling killing intent.
A fierce glint gradually appeared in Garus's dark dragon eyes.
The Cliff Serpent Dragon's recovery speed couldn't be faster than mine, and it's most likely still lurking and resting in Crescent Valley, probably plotting how to ambush me. I can't let it get away with this.
Curse of Fire?
So what if my resistance drops? With my talent, it can recover. Besides, this curse might even help me improve my fire resistance.
Strike first, strike hard!
call!
The setting sun was like blood, and the red iron dragon decisively flapped its wings and soared straight into the sky.
(End of this chapter)
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