Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 50 Old Gold Teeth and Old Friends

Ruger had stopped distracting himself with other things and stared at the small pool of blood before him. A considerable amount of time had passed, during which Ruger even had a meal, but the old kobold still hadn't emerged. He almost suspected that Old Gold Teeth had drowned in the pool, and the occasional bubble was the only thing preventing him from retrieving him.

In fact, the bubbles in the pool began to look half-dead a long time ago, and it takes a while for one to emerge.

He estimated in his mind that the time from the last bubble to now seemed to be getting longer and longer.

Gulp! The blood pool suddenly became violent.

Finally, there was a smile on his bald face.

Any change is a good thing, and it's so drastic, it's probably the end.

He thought to himself and became excited.

The dragon blood in the small blood pool slowly decreased in the turbulent state, as if it was really going to be drunk up by Old Jin Ya as per the previous joke.

As the dragon blood in the blood pool decreased, a curled up figure appeared. Only the side of the figure was exposed, with legs curled up and hands placed in front of the body, as peaceful as a sleeping child. Looking closely at the blood, it was not inhaled through the mouth and nose, but was absorbed by the whole body as if by penetration.

Old Jin Ya has grown taller!
This was what he could confirm at first glance, and then there was the difference in the hair.

Old Gold Teeth had been losing hair before and had always been in a naturally semi-bald state. Now he has even less hair. In the part that is exposed above the water alone, you can see large patches of scales replacing the original hair.

Old Gold Teeth is actually a little special in that this is his second transformation into a Dragonborn Gnoll, so he is still affected by some residual effects from the previous transformation.

For example, the color of Old Gold Fang's scales should be close to the dark color of the stupid dragon, but the scales that can be seen on Old Gold Fang's shoulders and arms are mainly green with black, and a small number of fine scales are black with green, as if to say that if they can grow up one day, they will become like that.

Luger patted the vibrating breeding bag.

The little bug is getting impatient.

If there is no problem with the old gold tooth, it can also be arranged.

I saw in the diary before that there is actually no difference between the dragon blood all over the dragon's body. If you want to get better quality dragon blood based on the original one, the only way is to have a wizard purify it.

Ruger actually wanted the purified dragon blood more, but he would not force it too much.

According to the diary, that kind of high-end stuff is a kind of preservation that is closer to the original, removing some unnecessary things. For example, some experimental targets will become lazy after becoming dragons, and some will become irritable.

There was a sound of blood splattering.

Old Jin Ya finally woke up and walked out of the pool, then knelt there and began to vomit, spitting out a lot of blood. It was not known whether it was his own blood or the dragon blood he had drunk before.

There was only a small half of dragon blood left in the pool, and he vomited up a lot more.

It was indeed the right decision to separate the blood pool before, Ruger thought.

"My Lord, Old Gold Teeth has been reborn! Hehehehe——"

Old Gold Tooth came to Ruger, then stretched his body and made a clicking sound. Every time he moved a part of his body, he would smile for a while. The original gold tooth was pushed open by the new sharp teeth, and somehow it was put on the tip of the tooth like a ring.

Ruge's stinking skin spell had already been cast, and the thing he least wanted to see did not happen as he expected. After all, Old Gold Teeth was a smart man.

Old Gold Teeth is now as tall as Dashaheng. Although he looks far less burly than Dashaheng and Bald Teeth, one can feel that his slightly thin arms covered with dragon scales contain explosive power, which should be far beyond Bald Teeth.

After all, this dragon blood is of a high level, certified by the Alien Dragon Management Association, and is of such a large quantity that it is luxurious.

"Stand there and let me take a punch," Luger said.

Old Jin Ya was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember that he was different. He nodded, smiled, and stood up straight.

Ruger had quietly cast a spell, using the strength of the bull and the magic skin technique. The magic skin technique was to protect his small fist, as it would be a loss of face if it was broken. He usually dealt with lizardmen by rushing up and swinging directly with a stick.

He rushed forward and punched the newly born Old Gold Tooth in the stomach. The chest and abdomen were also covered with small scales.

The punch hit the place where the scales were densest.

Old Gold Tooth, completely defenseless, grimaced and stumbled back a few steps to steady himself. Then, the two kobolds, one large and one small, stared blankly at Old Gold Tooth's belly. From the area between his chest and navel, a dozen or so threads of light emerged from the gaps between his scales, slowly twisting and turning like tentacles. Some stretched longer and longer, as if exploring the environment, while others, already focused on a target, would extend a short distance before stopping and bending over to soothe the wounded area, seemingly reducing the swelling on Old Gold Tooth's belly.

"Why is this thing still here? It's over! My dream of Old Gold Teeth regaining his life will never come true..."

Old Gold Teeth began to pace on the spot.

"Haven't you always liked them? They can keep you company with the light. The dragon blood I found for you is very powerful. You should be able to keep each other company for a long time."

Ruger opened the space door and walked out. Old Gold Teeth was stunned for a moment and followed him out.

Next, we will enter the observation period. I hope everything goes well, Ruger thought.

Not long after they came out, they saw Aisijin and Dashaheng.

Ai Sijin naturally looked anxious.

This was already guessed.

What’s interesting is that Dashaheng is standing aside, full of nervousness. The details of his expression and behavior reveal his nervousness and fear.

This is very wrong.

"Old Gold Tooth?" Ai Sijin stepped forward and walked around looking left and right.

It was not until she noticed the light thread on Old Gold Tooth's abdomen that was almost completely retracted, and the gold hoop on his fangs that were exposed when he smiled, that she dared to believe her eyes.

"Hehe! I, Old Gold Tooth, am alive again and can live for a long time. I'm not lying to you this time. Also, if you want to become smarter, you can be like me. When I came out, there was still half a pool of treasure left..."

Old Gold Teeth obviously thought that the pure dragon blood far away in the abyss bedroom should not be touched.

Aisijin's genuine joy was extremely contagious. Her ugly little face seemed to have much richer expressions than other dog-headed people. She chatted excitedly with Old Gold Teeth.

Luger came in front of Dashaheng.

Without him saying anything, Dasha Heng started to gesture and spoke with all his strength using his hands and feet. Since taking the black fruit, Dasha Heng has become smarter than before, but speaking is still laborious, especially when he is anxious.

After listening for a moment, Luger decisively chose to give up.

"There's a team of black pointed-ears... roaming around recently. Many gnolls who went out hunting have been captured. I remembered what Old Gold Teeth said about the dark elf slave-hunting team. They're about to discover this place." Aisijin's voice sounded behind him at the right time.

"Where's the bald tooth?"

Luger was not very nervous.

"There was a dog-headed man from the Red Horn Tribe, as tall as Bald Tooth. He wanted to take him away, but he refused and was beaten. The pointy-eared men drove away the big dog-headed man and found the entrance to the Holy Lord's cave and blocked Bald Tooth's entrance." Aisijin said anxiously.

When Ruger saw her expression, he guessed that it seemed that she wanted to talk about this matter when she saw him just now, but she forgot about it because she was happy for Old Gold Teeth.

"Mining."

Old Gold Teeth said firmly.

"For those pointy-eared elves, the only use for capturing kobolds is mining. Only large tribes have the financial resources to trade with them. Small, remote tribes are their targets for enslavement. This has always been the case. These pointy-eared elves are constantly at war, and their demand for all kinds of ores is enormous. Various city-states are extremely complex, and the only place they dare not approach is the human catacombs..."

Ruger didn't take it too seriously. Before leaving the bedroom, he had already decided to meet the half-man again and then start preparing for the journey to the abyss.

"I leave this slave-hunting team to you," he said.

"No problem. I, Old Gold Tooth, haven't seen these old friends for a long time. Leave it to me. I know the strength of these Pointed Ear Slave Catchers."

Old Gold Teeth's palms moved and grew bigger, like sharp claws.

Luger had already chosen a passage entrance and turned away.

(End of this chapter)