Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 44: Fragility and Enormity

Ruger knew it was time to make a choice. After all, he wasn't the stubborn little tree root that had trekked all the way here just to drink a mouthful of dragon urine. And judging by the effects of the black fruit, the effect of this pool of dragon urine was likely very limited. However, this also suggested that this might be a large dragon, and the symptoms of blood in the urine weren't too severe.

He suddenly looked down at the breeding bag at his waist.

The bag was vibrating more and more frantically, as if it was about to jump off the waist.

"Are you... going to drink that dragon urine?" He looked around and asked tentatively.

The breeding bag paused for a moment, then vibrated twice in response.

He did not act in a hurry, but stood there thinking for a while, then began to walk around in circles, carefully observing the big guy in the cave. The behemoth was lying on the ground with its head facing inward and its posture slightly tilted. It was too tall, so the area it could see was very limited.

Because he didn't dare to go closer, he walked around for a long time before he came to a position where he could see the back of the big guy.

He frowned slightly, walked a little further, and confirmed it again from another angle.

This big guy...why doesn't it seem to have dragon wings? He was slightly surprised.

Whether it is the giant dragon mentioned by Old Jin Ya or the giant dragon occasionally mentioned in Kaliu's diary, they all have wings. They may look slightly different, have strange personalities, and even have a big difference in size, but as long as they are pure-blooded dragons and real dragons, they must have wings.

So it's just an underground beast with dragon blood? Like the former Holy Lord of the Red Horn Tribe, a pseudo-dragon, a sub-dragon beast?
He changed his mind and thought there was another possibility.

Since it was beaten to the point of urinating blood, it might also have been injured and lost its wings.

He noticed that this big guy took a long time to breathe. He didn't dare to go to the mouth, but listening to the exhalation sound, it was like a strong wind blowing past.

Maybe it was because the dog-headed man was naturally weak, or maybe he was careful enough after coming in, but this big guy showed no signs of waking up.

He circled around again and took a careful look around the big cave.

It was certain that there was no other entrance or exit except the cave he had come from. So, considering the valley outside and the surrounding environment, the various traces and trees in the valley, and the appearance of the soil, it was basically certain that this big guy had been sleeping here for a long time, perhaps as long as the lifetimes of several kobolds combined.

The differences between species are really interesting.

Ruger stroked the few remaining hairs on his chin and had a bold idea.

Would a massive and powerful being, in deep sleep, in the most sound of sleep, even in decades without waking, even peeing blood, care about the bite of a tiny mosquito? What if that mosquito was extremely polite? What if that little mosquito was extremely considerate, treading lightly without making a single buzzing sound?
The more Luger thought about it, the more he admired himself, and he even felt that the weakness in his legs at the beginning was just an illusion.

This giant, even if not a dragon, was still an extremely powerful dragonbeast. So, as long as it was plentiful and plentiful, even a aging, yet rejuvenated, old kobold could find a second life. Old Gold Tooth was saved. His path as a wizard was also saved, at least he could take it more leisurely. Of course, he wouldn't rush to consume dragon blood; more importantly, it gave him another option.

He still remembered that the half-human had promised to help him solve the problem of short-lived species, but there had been no news. With this new option, he would be able to face the half-human and his own wizard path more relaxed in the future.

The boiling spirit seemed to reach its peak as his mood soared, making him feel like he had endless energy and even wanted to sing loudly.

He thought about it and retreated out of the cave.

Even if we want to be mosquitoes, it's not now. At least we should make some preparations.

And Aisijin is still outside. If this big guy is awakened, she will definitely not be spared.

When he was leaving, he looked at the water in the pond and didn't move in the end. It wasn't because he was disgusted with it, but because he would wait until the next time he came. This time, he decided not to move anything.

He climbed out of the cave quietly, and poured out some soil to seal the cave entrance.

Aisijin was already waiting outside impatiently.

"Let's go back first. Maybe Old Gold Teeth can live longer," he said.

Let Aisijin feel at ease first. If you fail, try to steal a pool of urine and soak Old Jinya in it. I believe that having the pool to himself will have some effect.

The two began to rush back.

The two of them had a busy day, groping and digging the soil bit by bit.

"Oh, right," he thought of the treasure in his storage bag and quickly searched for it, "I have a gift for you!"

He took out the roasted beast leg that had been secretly prepared by a Level 5 Extreme Apprentice and had been treasured for a long time.

When he smelled the fragrance, he felt relieved, as the taste was still preserved.

Both of them were hungry, so they found a place to stop and rest on the way and started to share the food. Emotional tension would also consume a lot of energy. Ruger climbed up and down, spending the day in joy and fear. Aisijin was also worried and anxious, so the animal leg that was originally intended to be for Dashaheng was soon eaten up by the two of them.

As for Aisijin's evaluation of the beast leg, Ruge originally thought that she was more happy than surprised, but in fact it was the opposite. The surprise it brought to Aisijin far exceeded her expression of happiness.

After returning to the dog-headed people's settlement, he asked the dog-headed girl not to tell Old Gold Tooth the news first.

Let him deal with everything first.

He calmed himself down and gained something from the day, but his meditation progress was also delayed.

He relaxed and lay in a familiar place, a familiar position, staring at the ceiling of the cave, blinking from time to time, thinking about the majestic body of the giant beast. Compared with it, the Gray Long-Neck Saint Lord was like an earthworm. The breath that hit his face, the visual and spiritual impact, were all these that caused his legs to go weak at that moment.

Such an exaggerated giant might not be a real dragon. How powerful would a dragon be? And how terrifying would the wizards who are above the dragon be? They must have gone beyond the concept of human beings. Although their bodies may still be as small as ordinary people, I believe that just standing there is enough to make the huge dragon tremble, just like him today, when his legs became weak uncontrollably from the soul for a moment.

He thought of the words in Kaliu's diary.

Explore the mysteries of life, unveil the veil of the long river of time, possess powerful strength and immortal soul, use long life to see through everything in the world, and use supreme wisdom to understand the secrets of all things.

Of course, this was just Kalu's imagination of wizards when he was still an apprentice, and it was also Kalu's understanding of wizards at the time.

Ruge thought so because he found that this diary should only be the beginning, and there might be many more to come, so he didn't know how far this Karu had gone.

However, the premise of all this is that this diary was picked up by a half-man, and Karyu is not dead yet.

He peeked into Kaliu's life through the diary, and unknowingly developed a feeling of being an old friend towards this wizard apprentice whom he had never met.

Of course, this only applies to young Karu. Some wizards' personalities will become distorted when they get old and they will become another person.

Taking a deep breath, he turned over and stood up.

No matter how far away the goal is, you have to take it step by step. Start with daily meditation. As long as you move forward step by step without stopping, even if the steps are small, even if there are some twists and turns occasionally, the dragon will be insignificant, and it will not even be considered a goal on the wizard's road.

(End of this chapter)