Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 78 Small Mistakes and Big Misjudgments

Where is this? This was the first thought that came to Ruger's mind at this moment.

After a dizzying experience, he opened his eyes and still found the same desolate wilderness, without even a trace of civilization. He shook his head and looked around, and for a moment he felt that this place was even more desolate than the dog-headed territory he had visited before.

The half-human, now Karyu, coughed dryly at the side, drawing his attention back.

"There was a slight miscalculation. Bringing you along is more exhausting than I thought," Kalu said. "It seems my injuries haven't healed yet, at least not to the extent I expected. However, we're not far from populated areas. We'll probably be there in two or three days. Now you can start the Dragonborn Kobold Transformation. That way, your twisted arm and the injuries on your body should heal."

Ruger looked at him blankly, wondering if there was some conspiracy going on, but then he thought that he seemed to have nothing to use. After all, in the past, as long as he could move and walk, running errands was of great value to a half-human who could not move. But now it is different from the past.

"I'll wait for you here. I need to adjust as well."

Kalu said with a smile, then walked to the side, sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

The puppy-headed man scratched his head and felt a piece of missing scalp. He grimaced in pain, then opened the abyss bedroom space and walked in.

As he came in he heard a burst of laughter.

It slightly relieved the fatigue in his heart.

I saw two tall dragon-born dog-headed men eating fat meat worms while teasing a big worm thicker than Ruger's waist, and feeding the big worm some white and tender meat worms from time to time.

"Brother Luger!"

Aisijin ran over and was happy at first, but when she saw the many wounds on his body, she immediately became worried.

Dasha Heng also followed over, humming twice and standing aside, also with a look of horror on his face.

"Squeak!"

Two soft calls were greetings from the companion magical pet.

Ruger smiled as he looked at the three giants before him. Dashaheng was taller than before, and even with his slightly hunched back, he was still more than a head taller than Baonte. His broad shoulders were even more striking, and his fur was smoother and shinier, though thinner than before, as some parts were covered in black dragon scales. He looked like a wall to ordinary people, but he was a mountain to Ruger.

This size should have exceeded the range of normal dragonborn kobolds.

"When you are outside in the future, remember not to call me master. You can call me Brother Luger."

Luger said to Dasha.

Dasha hummed twice when he heard this and nodded twice.

Aisijin's height only reaches Dashaheng's shoulders. It also has black scales, but they are finer and denser, giving it a strong and powerful appearance. However, the contrast is quite strong at this moment with its smart and worried eyes.

"I'm fine, don't worry, everything will be fine in a while." Ruger said as he walked towards the pool of dragon blood left for him.

The companion magical pet does not need to communicate with words. As soon as the mind moves, the little guy comes over and raises his head. A bunch of little feet under his belly keep moving and follow all the way. He walks beside Ruger and enjoys the master's caress with his head.

This little fellow couldn't even be called a little fellow anymore. Ruger looked at it and saw it had twelve pairs of pointed legs that made swish noises when it walked. Its body was covered in a black, hard shell that resembled dragon scales, and it had a small pointed horn on its head. If it could stand up, it would be much taller than Dashaheng.

Luger took out the pure blood potion.

The three men watched nervously from the side. Using their psychic powers, they detected the message left on the bottle. The Pure Blood Potion could be purified by adding dragon blood and then consumed. Alternatively, it could be placed in a pool and allowed to rest for the reaction to complete before being bathed in dragon blood. The purified and transformed bloodline would stabilize, and absorbing blood from the same source could gradually eliminate potential dangers.

He looked at the pool of blood in front of him. According to the instructions on the potion, the amount of blood in his pool was a bit large.

Just as he was thinking about it, the companion insect suddenly dived into the ground and drilled into the soil. Soon a small hole was dug out. Dashaheng and Aisijin also understood and went down to help compact the soil.

Ruger watched with a smile, and when they were done, he used a freeze ray to create a layer of frozen soil over the pool.

Introducing dragon blood, pouring potion.

Before lying in the pool of blood, Ruger was still thinking about his loss of composure during the battle this time.

But before that, he had to drive away the three little guys who were obviously big guys. Sometimes being cared for by others can be very tiring, especially for a wounded little dog-headed man. Now he touched the wound on his body, took out the storage bag and other things, put them by the pool, and slowly walked into the pool.

He felt a tingling sensation, and it was still a little cool when he first touched the bottom of the pool, but in just a moment he was enveloped in heat, as if every cell in his body was singing an agitated song, his blood was truly boiling, burning with powerful vitality, pushing him towards a higher form of life.

When the heat spread throughout his body, he could no longer feel the tingling, nor the heat, he could no longer feel anything. He felt that he was in an extreme state of emptiness, and it seemed that his mental strength had increased, and he had made a slight progress.

Gradually, he fell asleep.

He dreamed that he became extremely tall, sitting on a chair, gently patting Dashaheng's shoulders, and saying some inexplicable words of encouragement, which moved Dashaheng to tears. Then he lowered his head to look at Aisijin beside him, scolded her, and looked up at him and cried.

Everything happened so naturally. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt suffocated.

Then he struggled to wake up. He leaned on the edge of the pool with one hand and coughed, while wiping the dragon blood on his face with the other hand. A large amount of dragon blood flowed out of his ears and nose as he coughed. He finally understood what Old Jin Ya looked like at that time.

He snorted and looked at his hands and feet with delight.

It’s getting taller! It’s really getting taller!
People who haven't experienced it won't understand, so he controlled his emotions.

This feeling of being strong and powerful was really good. He tapped the scales near his elbows, a few on his cheeks, and touched some on his back. The coverage was not very large, but it was okay. The horrific wounds on his body and the large pieces of missing flesh were also restored.

"Hahaha!"

Luger couldn't help but laugh out loud while standing by the pool.

Then he saw Dashaheng and the others hiding in the distance, secretly looking at this side, these guys had black fruits stuffed in their mouths.

"Come here! How long have I slept?" Ruger called them over.

Before he entered the blood pool, he had already taught Aisijin how to read the crystal clock whose upper and lower ends lit up alternately.

As they approached, Luger's expression changed.

In comparison, he was not even as tall as Ai Si Jin, barely reaching Ai Si Jin's shoulders.

"Five days, Brother Ruge, that thing has changed up and down five times." Ai Sijin said as she handed over five fruits.

Ruge nodded woodenly, took the black fruits and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

(End of this chapter)