Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 148 True Dragon Bloodline

When the young dragon was returning, he saw the marked northern wolf pack again.

"never mind."

"Let's deal with the Giant Tribe first. We don't have the energy to tame the wolves right now."

Duncan observed for a while and soon gave up. Wolves can indeed be tamed into dogs, but the current conditions are insufficient and taming is also a very troublesome process. The cat tribe needs to catch their breath before they can tame the wolves themselves.

Inside the dragon's nest.

A dozen lizard eggs have been placed where the young dragon is dormant. It is impossible for the dragon to hatch the eggs by itself, so they are placed next to it to absorb the dragon's magic power, add a few drops of dragon blood from time to time, and put dragon scales fallen off in battle in the middle. There is no guarantee whether they can hatch.

But as long as there are still signs of life, it won’t be a problem to leave it there, maybe it will hatch.

At this time, an elven leather scroll was spread out in front of the young dragon.

Don’t ask where the skin comes from. Resources are scarce in the North, and the skin of intelligent creatures can also be peeled off and used.

——Weak healing (entry-level).

——Fire Tongue Technique (Entry Level).

——Lightning Strike (Entry Level).

What is recorded above is the magic of this world. Strictly speaking, it should be elven magic, because humans also learned it from the high elves.

Anyone can learn magic here.

There was no barrier to entry for learning magic. An average adult male possessed more than enough magical power to cast numerous spells, easily conjuring a fireball or two. The biggest difference lay in learning ability and talent, as well as the opportunity to learn and unleash this innate magical power. After all, the elves of this world were not generous, and the spells they possessed were rarely shed.

In Lost Sky, all intelligent races are considered descendants of God.

The day passed quickly.

As the young dragon slowly stood up, a ball of fire emerged from its raised claws. No spells or casting actions were required, and it could be cast instantly.

Of course, he is not the only one who can do this, but most intelligent creatures can do this.

This lowest-level spell, once learned, could be cast instantly by anyone. The world's abundant magical energy elevated everyone to the same level. Only mid- to high-level spells required incantations and rituals. Even among the top High Elves, many powerful spells could be cast instantly.

"With such a gift from the world, it's incredible that a powerful magical civilization hasn't developed?"

The young dragon flipped its claws, and the flames turned into jumping lightning. Then flames appeared on its left claw, and lightning appeared on its right claw. It gently raised its claws, and an arc of electricity shot out. With a wave of its palm, a faint flame flew out.

There is no conflict in attributes. The ice dragon also uses fire magic, and both hands can cast spells independently. It’s just that they don’t have corresponding skills, so they cannot be integrated or cast at the same time.

"The threshold for magic in this world is too low."

"waste!"

"What a shameful waste!"

The young dragon's claws clenched, and the shimmer of the two spells vanished simultaneously. Duncan understood that the laws of this world inherently allowed for instantaneous spells. Because magic was so abundant, even the plants along the roadside possessed a hint of it. Simple tricks required no preparation; as soon as the magic surged and connected with the elements of nature, the spell was cast in a split second.

"After so many reincarnations, hasn't a powerful magical civilization emerged to break the deadlock of annihilation?"

Duncan closed his eyes slightly and engraved the elven runes in his mind. This was one of the sources of spells. The high elves were the first to begin studying the power of spells.

Just a little bit of legendary degree is enough to complete the engraving.

Under the dragon's nest.

There were also cat people learning magic, but they could only condense very weak flames, a little jumping arc of electricity, not as exaggerated as the dragons, and it might take some time to truly master the tricks. But they only needed half a day to rub a small flame, which was already a proof of the magical nature within them.

Anyone in this world, even if he is mentally retarded, will be a genius born with magical powers if thrown into another world!
A world where mastering magic is as easy as breathing.

How could it be so backward?

incredible.

The young dragon slowly landed in front of the temple. The cat-man dragon priest led a small group of hunters to kneel on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Great Master."

"Our group and another tribe fled to the swamps in the northwest."

"But it's full of poison, plague, and disease."

"It will be difficult for them to survive. I want to send a group of hunters to recruit them."

"If successful, the tribe's population will grow several times over."

The cat tribes are very small, usually small villages with a population of two to three hundred. Most of those who can successfully escape are adults, and it is considered lucky to have one to two hundred people left.

Recruiting exiled ethnic groups?
can.

You don't have to worry about it, they are finding ways to restore the population on their own.

The young dragon nodded slowly and said, "Go."

After saying this, it plucked off a dragon scale and gave it to the cat-man hunter who was leading the team.

After getting the dragon's permission, the older cat-man priest began to explain to the hunters what they must pay attention to along the way, which places they absolutely must not go to, which places they must not approach, which way would be safer, what to do if they encounter an enemy, etc.

In this era, the elders of the tribe are the inheritors of wisdom, and their survival experience is extremely important.

The young dragon flew to the giant tribe again.

But this time, Duncan did not bring so many fish. Although he also brought the corpse of the dark elf, he also brought some other things, a fishing net with a diameter of about ten meters, which the cat man spent a lot of effort to make.

A dragon roar in the sky announced the arrival of the dragon.

In a distant tribe.

One of the giants looked up at the sky, then shouted excitedly to his companions. A wrinkled bald head reflected against the ice and snow. It was the short giant who looked a bit wise, but even the short giant was nearly three meters tall.

Soon, the giant king, as big as a hill, appeared.

This time, he did not carry any weapons, and the other giant warriors were also empty-handed, looking at the giant dragon circling and falling from the sky.

Crackling.

Only half of the frozen fish from last time fell, and then a large net floated and scattered.

The other giants were scrambling for the frozen fish, but the King of Giants walked quickly towards the fishing net. He picked it up carefully, afraid that it would be accidentally torn into pieces by other giants. Then he gently tested its toughness and finally put his fingers through the fishing net to check the size of the holes.

This kind of craftsmanship is very ordinary, which is the level of the Middle Ages BC, but for the primitive giant tribe, it is already a level that they can hardly reach. Giants have plenty of strength.

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish.

Duncan couldn't feed them every day because the giants had such a huge appetite.

Just as the young dragon was about to leave, the King of Giants roared towards the air, and then a female giant came over carrying hundreds of kilograms of fat and placed it directly on the ice not far away.

Ok?
Barter?

Duncan understood instantly. He didn't expect it to be such a primitive way of communication.

The giants retreated more than ten meters.

With the howling wind, the young dragon gradually landed on the ground, but was still alert. However, its claws grabbed the piece of fat, sniffed it, and after making sure it was okay, it took a big bite. It then grabbed the rest and flew into the air again.

It's a bit like the fat of a walrus or seal.

After eating a few meals for free, these giants actually knew to give him something in return. It seems that the giants are not as stupid as the rumors say.

There was a burst of cheers.

As the Giant King raised his fishing net, the other Giants began to change their markings, and some gradually became neutral units. But the Giant King remained vigilant, with the light red markings. However, the first friendly contact was completed.

"The barter has been reached."

"This is the beginning of communication between primitive tribes. When the cat people can barter with them, it means they have completely established a connection."

Of course, not yet.

Duncan's attempts to increase his favorability will continue, but he'll have less food and more tools until the Giant Tribe becomes self-sufficient. This process will take time, and as for fully conquering the Giant Tribe in the future, we'll probably have to wait until the dragonlets enter their next life cycle.

The dragon's power cannot suppress them, and the giant tribe will never surrender.

A trace of sleepiness came over me.

In the dimensional space, the dragon clan's inherited memory, which had not spoken for a long time, suddenly bubbled up.

——Little guy.

—You should prepare to sleep. The magic power in you is growing stronger.

——Prepare to eat ore and eat your fill.

——This time the hibernation will last for a long time.

Pattern marks emerged one by one.

Unlike the last time, this time the young dragon has a greater demand for food, and even has a clear demand for metal.

Duncan controlled the young dragon to eat nearly a ton of fish, then gnawed on a pile of soil and dozens of pebbles. In the end, he couldn't find the specific metal ore he needed, so he gnawed off a piece of the dark elf's bloody battle blade, along with the scabbard, with a creaking sound, and finally swallowed the broken blade directly.

The young dragon's mouth was full of blood.

But it must be said that dragons can really eat, and can even eat and digest rare-item equipment.

The dragon's stomach is simply too exaggerated.

As the last metal part finished eating, the young dragon crawled back into the dragon's nest. Its heart began to beat faster, like a bellows, and magic formed a vortex. As it breathed, the dragon's nest began to freeze continuously, because its breathing automatically sealed the entrance with ice.

The dragon's bloodline power began to unlock further.

The dragon scales of the young dragon began to change slightly. They were no longer the color of ice, but gradually began to show a hint of metallic luster. Magic power flowed through its limbs and bones with its breathing, and its blood, muscles, bones, dragon skin, dragon scales, etc. began to transform into the next stage.

A faint sense of power spread in all directions.

Even when a young dragon is dormant, the cat-people nearby dare not approach. Except for the special case of those with a trace of sub-dragon blood, other cat-people will involuntarily tremble slightly when approaching the bottom of the dragon's nest.

Longwei!

The dragon's might is fully formed during the juvenile dragon stage, and its mere presence will terrify other creatures. But the dragon's might goes far beyond that, as its presence will cause other monsters to submit out of fear.

Dimensional space, projection page.

As the dragonlet enters its next phase of hibernation, clues emerge over time.

"Strengthen your strength."

"Physical enhancement."

"Charm enhancement."

"Awaken 'True Dragon Bloodline - Son of Io'! ... Awaken 'Dragon Leadership'! ... Awaken 'Dragon Knowledge'! ... Awaken 'Dragon Ritual'! ... Awaken 'Dragon Vein Gift'! ... "

(The memory of dragon heritage whispers: You are the offspring of the Nine-Faced Dragon God - Io, not the offspring of the Time Dragon God Aka.)
(The true dragon bloodline has awakened.)
"Memory retrieval! ...Adaptation to the living environment!..."

"A branch of the giant bloodline has been discovered!... The dragon race's inherited memories have been unlocked!..."

"Unlock a specific dragon vein ritual - 'Dragon Vein Frost Giant'!..."

"True dragon blood is transformed into a warlock's spellcasting ability! ... Mana pool expanded!..."

"Dragon scales gain additional damage reduction."

"Dragon Resistance Awakens."

"Dragon Breath Strengthening."

"Awaken the 'Dragon's Might'!..."

Time passes day by day.

During the months-long hibernation, the young dragon grew bigger and bigger. An unknown number of refugees appeared in the cat tribe below the dragon's nest. They were trembling before they even got close, as if some horrible monster was living here.

With the dragon's nest as the center, the area within hundreds of meters is covered with ice and snow that never melts all year round, and the magical wind makes the nearby elements extremely active.

A huge monster that is nearly ten meters long is still sleeping.

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(End of this chapter)