Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 143 The Sacred Tree of the Argonians
Dimensional space.

Duncan began to hone his ability to host differentiated consciousness. He felt a bit like he was training an AI, except that the entity of this divine consciousness was his own soul.

At present, the combat-hosted divine consciousness has only about half of his own operational capabilities.

I don’t know if it can be improved later.

The day passed quickly.

After resting for a day and a night, the young dragon has almost recovered. The only defect is that the wound has healed, but the fallen dragon scales have not grown back. It needs to eat ore and then grow dragon scales again bit by bit. The new dragon scales are not as strong as the original ones.

"Looking at it this way, I have to take better care of my dragon scales in the future."

Duncan observed the dragon's hind legs. The newly grown dragon scales were light white, similar to those of a newly hatched dragon. They slowly changed color over time and eventually returned to the same color as the other dragon scales.

If it gets seriously injured, a lot of dragon scales will fall off, just like a rooster that has lost its feathers in a fight.

"Begin marking nearby monster groups."

The young dragon took off into the air. In fact, it was almost the size of a juvenile dragon. Dragons at this stage can grow to seven or eight meters in length, and some can have a wingspan of more than ten meters.

The wind howled.

As the young dragon lowered his head, he could already see the tents of the Cat People tribe on the flat ground below the dragon's nest. The original village had been abandoned, and the food had been transported to the ice cellar under the dragon's nest. Duncan had originally planned to let the Cat People tribe expand their territory, but now they had to reduce their range of activities.

Under the dragon's command, a group of cat-men hunters placed piles of fish meat in a bearskin bag, weighing about half a ton, which was within the dragon's normal load-bearing range.

Before leaving, Duncan also discovered a simple dragon statue next to the altar.

There are cat people kneeling before the dragon statue.

Worship the dragon?

Duncan took notice and quickly left.

——A group of snow monsters (troll subspecies) (three-star blank board) [mark].

The young dragon moved towards the northern ice cap. When passing a snow-capped mountain, it saw small white dots, about five or six of them. After seeing the giant dragon, they immediately hid in the snow cave.

These are a subspecies of trolls from the north. Legend has it that they have a trace of giant blood and have strong regenerative abilities, but they don't have much effect on young dragons.

Because the young dragon is engraved with the true power of a giant, and has even stronger regenerative abilities.

——Winter Wolf (Wolf King) (Magical Beast) (three stars silver-gray) [Mark].

——Northern Wolf Pack (ferocious beast) (living in a group) (two-star blank) [mark].

After gradually approaching the ice field.

A huge winter wolf appeared, and it was just about to howl at the sky to announce to other creatures that this area was the hunting area of the Northern Wolf Pack.

The next second, its whole body trembled, its head shrank, and the wolf howl was stuck in its throat.

Awoof.

The winter wolf, a beast of the small lord level in the North, made a barking sound similar to that of a puppy, then whimpered and buried its entire head in the snow. The other northern wolves also began to dig holes frantically.

The winter wolf shrunk its entire head, and the other northern wolves and ice wolves also shrank their necks, covering most of their bodies with ice and snow to hide their tracks, leaving only a pair of frightened eyes exposed.

A dragon flew over their heads!
Not to be offended.

The winter wolf waited until it was sure that the dragon had flown far away before it cautiously poked its head out, shook its snow-white fur, and then walked away in shame with the pack.

Ever since the dragon appeared on the other side of the valley, the northern wolves have continued to migrate towards the glacier.

But why did the dragon run so far?
Are the wolves going to have to migrate again?

The winter wolf possessed nearly the intelligence of an adult. It stared at the direction where the dragon was going away, and no one knew what it was thinking.

If they migrate further north, the wolves will not have enough food and will also come into conflict with the polar bear people.

The law of survival in the North is survival of the fittest. Ever since the giant dragon began to appear, the river valley has been assumed to be the dragon's territory. Not only the North wolf pack, but even the snow monster group has migrated dozens of kilometers, and only the beasts with low intelligence remain where they are.

If it weren't for the presence of dragons nearby and the occasional pee, the ancient cat tribe wouldn't have had such an easy time surviving the winter.

Winter wolves have set their sights on cat-people, and wolf packs are capable of hunting lone cat-people hunters.

But since the appearance of the dragon-born cat-people, it has migrated away obediently.

——Northern Bear Man (two-star silver-gray) [Mark].

——Polar Bear Man (two-star silver-gray) [Mark].

Duncan looked down from the sky and saw a simple primitive tribe of bear people. They had fought with the cat people in the past. The defeated bear people continued to migrate northward. Then the tribe was destroyed and was swallowed up by the polar bear people, forming a slightly larger beastman tribe.

Every race in the North has its own survival, and the losers are destined to migrate and perish.

Only those who cannot win will continue to move north.

This refers not only to individual strength, but also to the strength of the entire tribe. Even a powerful tribe like the Frost Giants was forced to migrate to the vicinity of the glaciers. While the closer you get to the poles, the more powerful monsters there are, but their numbers plummet.

The northern glaciers no longer allow such a large population to survive and reproduce.

——Frost Giant Tribe (three stars silver-gray) [Mark].

Duncan soon found the migrating tribe of frost giants, who also settled on the edge of the glacier and did not directly enter the ice sheet area.

The survival resources here are slightly richer.

The figure of a dragon appeared.

This caused a little commotion in the Frost Giant Tribe, and soon the Frost Giant King, who was as big as a mountain, appeared. He picked up a huge and simple war bow and locked onto the dragon. The arrow was made of bone, as the Frost Giant Tribe did not know how to forge iron.

Such bows and arrows can't threaten the giant dragon in the sky at all.

boom!
The young dragon's claws untied the bearskin bag, and then a piece of frozen fish fell from the air, among which was the skinned corpse of a dark elf.

Frost giants eat people.

Duncan deliberately placed the body of a dark elf blood hunter among a group of frozen fish.

The nearby giants looked puzzled. They were a rather dull race, perhaps due to their increased strength and physique, leaving their intelligence lagging behind. However, this did not stop them from picking up the frozen fish on the ground. Some of the frost giants sniffed it, making sure it was not poisonous, and then ate it directly, devouring it ravenously. The frost giant tribe still had food: those massive mammoths, but the giant king forbade their slaughter. They were the tribe's last hope.

Unless absolutely necessary, mammoth herds must retain fire.

So the giants had a hard time during this period. Half a ton of meat was not a lot, but it was enough for them to have a meal.

Roar!
A giant saw the dark elf's corpse and let out a sad and angry roar. Then he picked up a broken thigh, put it in his mouth, and bit and chewed it, as if this was the only way to vent his anger.

The young dragon circled in the air for several times.

The giant king holding the huge hunting bow had a silent expression. He looked at the frozen fish falling from the sky, then at the young dragon, and finally his eyes fell on the corpse of a dark elf. He finally put away the huge hunting bow.

The hostility remains.

All Giants are marked in red.

But the giant king, who was leading the charge, no longer had any intention of attacking, but continued to watch the dragon with vigilance. In the legends of the giants, dragons were their great enemies, and the dragons and giants had fought for a century, with the giants ultimately losing.

"It should be possible today."

Duncan was not in a hurry. After controlling the young dragon to circle a few times, he flew towards the valley.

Every once in a while thereafter.

The young dragon will bring a large amount of frozen fish, including the corpse of a dark elf. He will not make tentative contact until the giant tribe eliminates its hostility and transforms into a neutral unit marked with a yellow mark.

Feed and tame.

The Giant King looked at the flying dragon, not knowing what he was thinking about. He stood there for a long time without moving.

The spine of the north.

Duncan had already marked a dozen or so tribes. Indeed, the creatures in this land were very sparse, and it was rare to see tribes larger than a hundred. He would have to think long-term about how to tame them. Duncan's main target was still the Giant Tribe, as it was the most powerful.

After flying over the towering Northland Spine, the young dragon began to explore to the south, but was very careful, trying not to reveal its presence.

Duncan did not fly directly south, but headed southwest.

——Forest Troll (two-star silver-gray) [Mark].

Monsters like trolls are difficult to tame and difficult to raise, and are not as cost-effective as giants.

Duncan marked it casually and continued to fly forward.

After entering the dense forest area of the Northland Spine, Duncan actually saw the frigid swamp. There were a large number of plants with poisonous markings nearby, and a winding river flowed along the earth veins to the end of the sight.

He didn't know how far he had flown, but when he finally stopped on a hill, he found a small village.

——Argonian Village (two-star silver-gray) [Mark].

Ok?
Are these lizard people?

wrong.

Duncan adjusted his perspective and quickly saw these creatures and a strange big tree in the village.

——Hisst Tree (Dimensional Life) (Consciousness Aggregate) (Memory Reincarnation) (Genetic Modification) (Soul Gift) [Gray Skull Mark]!
hiss?
Tree god?

Duncan had never expected to see other species with demonic powers in such a small village.

This village has a population of only one or two hundred people.

They seemed to be holding some kind of ceremony. A large number of Asian dragons gathered around the Hist tree and placed eggs under the tree. Some of the hatched young, which looked like humanoid creatures like lizards, had several more marks appearing out of thin air after drinking the juice of the sacred tree.

——Young Asian dragon (genetic transformation) (environmental adaptation) (soul infusion) (memory reincarnation).

This is definitely not a lizard man.

But they definitely have lizard blood, because the dragon sensed the blood origin of the reptile lizard species, but their genes have been transformed by this sacred tree.

"Genetic transformation? Soul infusion? Memory reincarnation?"

"hiss!"

"Each affix is not simple."

Duncan concentrated his mind, carefully observing the ceremony in the distance, and soon discovered something.

It's a bit like the inherited memory of a dragon.

After receiving the mark of memory reincarnation, the eyes of these young dragons suddenly matured. Humans should be familiar with the difference between the eyes of children and adults. It was this feeling, as if a mature memory had been injected into the young soul.

They quickly adapted to the poisonous swamp environment because the sap of the Hist tree gave them a spiritual connection, and they inherited some of their parents' survival instincts from the memory cycle of the sacred tree.

This is very similar to the dragon's inherited memory, except that the source of the gift has become this sacred tree.

In Lost Skyrim.

The Argonians believe that the Hist tree is the source of all life and their past and afterlife.

During tribal ceremonies, they absorb the sap of the Hist tree to obtain a complete soul, be given a name, pass on memories, change genes, adapt to the environment, communicate with the sacred tree, and follow unique religious guidance.

Historically, during the catastrophe of world destruction, the Hist tree recalled a large number of Argonians and gave them power through its juice to attack the Gate of Oblivion and fight against other powerful demons.

The Argonians are the only mortal race that counterattacked the Demon God's annihilation plane during the catastrophe and won!

The source of all this power comes from the mysterious Hist tree.

Of course, this does not affect the fact that the Asian dragons are still in a miserable situation, because the spiritual connection similar to the hive mind given by the tree god has prevented their race from developing for a long time.

Normally, the Yalong people are weak in combat.

The lives of the Asian dragons who go out to live are more miserable than each other. They are either slaves or hard laborers. But if you threaten the safety of the sacred tree of Hist, I'm sorry, you will face an army of violent war lizards.

The demon army is directly raised to you!
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(End of this chapter)