Chapter 760: The Long-lost Painting World
“It’s really not easy.”
“I feel like this one game has completely exhausted all my activities this year.”
"Damn it! My weapon is melted! Can the repair light powder still save it?!"
When the flying dragon finally died, all the Spark Knights present let out sounds of relief, and the fatigue that they had tried so hard to suppress during the battle suddenly appeared on their faces.
Seeing these tough guys who had not fallen down in the face of the dragon suddenly sitting down on the ground to rest after a gust of wind, one could hear heavy gasps at the scene.
"This flying dragon, although not very big, feels much stronger than the one that the Holy Light Church kept captive that we fought before."
"This is called concentrated essence. Look, aren't dwarves the strongest humanoid race?"
"Hush, be careful that the dwarves hear you and hold a grudge against you. Dwarves may pop out from nowhere at any time."
The flying dragons of the Feilong Bridge are very powerful. If they were released to the outside world, they could definitely be used as a powerful weapon in legion battles and sieges. Such a thing flying in the sky and spitting fire would definitely cause a serious blow to the enemy's morale.
The Church of Holy Light has captive dragons, each of which is an elite-level monster and larger than Sion's dragons. Their iconic golden scales are quite dazzling on the battlefield. Other churches also want to raise such monsters for publicity.
But after comparing the Holy Light Dragon with the dragon in the Sen Dungeon, the Spark Knights felt that although the appearance of this red dragon was a little disappointing and its size was a little small.
But I guess it shouldn't be a problem for this dragon to fight two or three Holy Light Dragons at the same time.
If they didn't have weapons specifically designed for dragons and a weapon user like Hervey present, dealing with the flying dragons wouldn't be as easy as it is now, and they might even be wiped out.
This flying dragon is so powerful that it seems a bit overkill to place it in the Undead Town outside the city bordering the Firelink Shrine. This also does not conform to the general rule that the strength of monsters increases gradually.
Forget it, rules are meant to be broken anyway, and this is the Sion dungeon, so no one needs to care too much.
The Spark Knights dragged their tired bodies into the building behind them, where there was a bright bonfire. At this moment, the flame had been lit, emitting a warmth that warmed people's hearts.
This is where the flying dragon originally resided, and the bonfire is actually right behind it.
This seemingly short distance would probably stump many adventurers. After all, not everyone has the ability to kill a dragon on the spot, and most people can only find more flexible ways to do it.
Next to the bonfire, there was a statue that looked quite old, and the outline of a woman could be vaguely seen.
"But she doesn't look like the Sun Princess or Dark Moon. She's someone I don't know."
The Starfire Knights only knew about the Sun Princess and Gwyndolin, so they couldn't tell what the statue was about at all. In the end, they started to speculate about everything surrounding the statue.
"Hey you guys, is there no one here to pick up the bright spots? You're all just slacking off here, right?"
Hervey's angry voice came from the side. He was wrapped in bandages all over his body and looked a little embarrassed.
This bandage is a magical item that can accelerate physical recovery. Although external injuries can be healed through magic, physical strength still depends on magical items.
As the person who contributed the most and was also the most seriously injured in the battle, he immediately ran to the campfire to lie down and rest after the fight. He finally opened his eyes after lying there for a while, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his companions gathered around a statue and commenting on it, and no one was picking up the light spots.
"The situation is urgent, Hervey. If we had arrived at the bonfire a little later, we would have fainted. We should at least recover our strength before picking up the light spots. What if everyone passes out before we can pick them up?" The Spark Knights made sense.
"Okay, okay, I'm impressed."
Hervey waved his hand helplessly, removed the bandage and threw it to others in need, then walked towards where the flying dragon disappeared.
Strangler Dragon Fang emerged from his robe, automatically pulled back the armor he had taken off, and put it on him, as attentive as a maid.
Looking closely, the number of dragon scales strangling the dragon's teeth doesn't seem to have decreased too much?
"Damn it, why can't monsters leave behind corpses after they die?" Hervey lamented and scratched his head.
The dragon scales of the Strangler Dragon Fang are consumables. Once they are broken, they are broken. If they are not replenished in time, the dragon will eventually face the embarrassing situation of having no scales available.
Fortunately, he was paying attention when fighting with the flying dragon before, and knocked off as many scales as possible from the opponent's body to supplement the dragon's teeth.
The dragon scales will be assimilated by the weapons. The higher the quality of the dragon scales, the more strangling dragon fangs they can be differentiated into. The scales of the red flying dragon can be transformed into five at once, which is already of very good quality.
The only pity was that he didn't pull out all the scales of the red flying dragon, otherwise the scale of the strangled dragon's teeth could be further increased. Now it was still not enough, and he didn't dare to use full firepower.
It seems that except for some gourmet monsters in the gourmet area and some special monsters in other areas whose corpses will still exist after death, most monsters will turn into ashes and disappear after death. If adventurers want materials, they can either try to get them from living monsters or pray that the light spots that explode are the materials they want.
"It's time for the exciting opening ceremony. It would be great if we could record this scene. Videos of props inside the opening ceremony have always been very popular."
The white and purple spots of light scattered all over the ground look extremely comfortable. When you think that each subsequent spot of light is equivalent to a blind box, you will want to open it even more.
Hervey's thoughts actually coincided with that of a certain Skyrim strategy team leader for a moment, and he was the first to pick up a white light spot.
【Flying Dragon Fang】
"Cool, such a precious material is actually a white light spot? I remember it was supposed to be purple before."
In fact, the color of the same item in the Sion dungeon will change when it appears as a light spot in different areas.
[Dragon Wing Membrane], [Dragon Claws], [Dragon Scales]. Various dragon materials are in the light spots.
A tiny speck of light, when picked up, instantly turned into a dragon tooth as thick as an adult's forearm. This scene is always novel no matter how many times you see it.
The white spots of light contained dragon materials, as well as some miscellaneous items, such as zombie soldiers' equipment parts, weapons, flowers and plants, and the like.
It feels like the inside of a dragon's stomach.
"The first purple light, let me see it"
Dragon Scale
[Scales born from dragon flesh, capable of strengthening dragon weapons]
Dragon scales are part of a dragon's body. It is said that those who seek the eternal immortality of ancient dragons will cross the boundaries of the world to find this treasure.
You can tell at a glance that this thing is used to strengthen the Flying Dragon Sword!
"It looks pretty impressive from the introduction." Hervey looked at the stone-like dragon scale in his hand and was a little taken aback by the introduction.
Things like "eternal immortality" and "across the world" are introduced like the golden legends in RPG games.
But if you delve into its essence, isn't this just a more precious forging stone?
"Never mind. I'm almost used to the style of writing in Thane's Dungeon."
The original wedge-shaped stone disk was also said to be the forging material of the gods, which attracted the great attention of the top leaders of the Spark Church. As a result, it was sent to the headquarters overnight for inspection.
Everyone who sees this thing praises it as a rare treasure, but no one knows how to use it. It seems that this thing can only be used by the blacksmith in the Sen Dungeon.
The second purple light spot is similar to the [Dragon Scale], and is named [Dragon Scale Wedge Stone]
[The wedge-shaped stone, transformed by the soul, can enhance weapons forged with the soul to a higher level.]
[Weapons forged with souls will be more effective when reinforced with a wedge-shaped stone of the same power.]
[The extremely rare crystal lizard devours souls, and its huge body is said to hide this item.]
".Is there any difference between the two?"
Hervey couldn't help but tilt his head in confusion. Why did he feel that the effects of these two things were so similar?
Forget it, I'll verify it when I find a blacksmith.
After the third purple light spot was picked up, it turned into the smallest object, just a key.
Key of the Priesthood
The keys held by the White Clergy who spread grace everywhere may be used to open certain closed doors.
The undead born from the White Church are also pursuing their own missions, but unfortunately, some of their missions end in the dragon's belly.
Hervey used the Dragon's Fang to stick the key tightly to himself. No matter how you look at it, this is a very important prop.
It will definitely come in handy later!
The happy time of opening a blind box, no, it’s the time of unveiling something, is always short.
The ground was filled with a dazzling array of light spots just now, but now only the last one remains, an alluring purple body gleaming on the broken bridge.
"This is the last one, let's have a surprise."
Although the first few light spots were precious enough, they lacked a sense of surprise. Hervey clasped his hands together, muttered something silently, and reached out to grab the light spots.
The touch of the light spot is like paper covered with dried paint. That unique feeling is definitely unmistakable.
This is an oil painting!
Could it be!?
Hervey quickly brought the object in his hand in front of him. When he saw the other person's true identity, his eyes revealed an expression of both happiness and disappointment.
This is a painting.
A painting depicting a giant dragon roaring towards the earth from the sky, and a knight standing on the ground facing the dragon.
What excited Hervey was that the knight in the painting had the Sun Warrior badge on his chest and was holding a crackling thunder spear in his hand. This was a Sun Warrior!
But to his disappointment, the painting only had the upper half.
The knight's lower body disappeared along with the lower half of the painting, as if the painting was torn apart by some external force.
[Painting World "Dragon Hunter" Part 1]
This painting depicts a knight hunting a dragon on his journey to pursue the sun, embodying the legend of knighthood.
"Why is there only half a picture, uh ah ah."
Hervey twisted in pain, as if he had seen his favorite comic come to an abrupt end.
Negative emotions are as contagious among intelligent creatures as yawns.
After he brought the severed painting back to share with everyone, the group of Spark Knights who had been happy just a moment ago began to wilte away at a speed visible to the naked eye, even faster than being depressed by an illusion.
"No! Let me enter the painting world, I can do anything!"
"If there were no painting world, I would—"
In short, the situation at the scene was in chaos. This was the unique atmosphere of the Spark Church, and it was unique among all the churches.
The first time I defeated the red flying dragon, the first time I obtained a painting world about the Sun Warriors instead of the White Church. These were obviously two happy things superimposed on each other, but why couldn't I be happy?
"Anyway, I'm sorry to tell you that we can only move on now."
Hervey resisted the urge to sigh, clenched his fists and cheered everyone up:
"Look at it this way. We've already got the first painting here, which means the rest of the paintings aren't far away. If we explore further, we'll be able to get them soon."
"But we spent a lot of effort to defeat the flying dragon to get it. Do we have to fight a monster of the same level later? We are running out of supplies."
Hervey suddenly hit the Spark Knight who had said the discouraging words on the head, giving him a big bump. Veins popped out and he said, "I'm here to cheer you up. Are you trying to piss me off?"
After much persuasion, everyone finally moved and continued to walk forward.
After passing the place where the bonfire is, what comes into view is a group of buildings with a style completely different from the slum-like Undead Town outside the city.
Although the building materials are similar and they all look very historical, the architectural layout here is well-organized and looks particularly comfortable. Even the monsters piled up in large numbers not far away are pleasing to the eye, and there are even green belts!
The bonfire, or the Feilong Bridge, is like a watershed separating two different building complexes, as if it separates two different classes.
This is probably what Brother Grayheart mentioned as the [Undead Parish].
"Wait a minute, there's something over there, look."
The Spark Knight suddenly cried out loudly. Normally, he wouldn't react to such a big reaction no matter what he saw. It seemed a bit strange.
But when everyone looked in the direction he pointed, their expressions were redder than Kuang Long's eyes.
Because just a few dozen meters away from them, there was a terrace bathed in sunlight.
On the terrace was a half-ruined, broken statue. The statue looked particularly familiar to the Spark Knight, but even more familiar was the figure standing in front of the statue.
"That's Solar, right?!"
(End of this chapter)
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