Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 54 Dragon Spear
The dwarf warlock gradually approached.

He was wearing a pair of focusing magic mirrors. By adjusting the focal length to the microscopic level, he could clearly see that the metallic texture on the surface of the dragon scales was fading, revealing the honeycomb-shaped fire element storage structure inside.

This is a form that has never been recorded in alchemy textbooks.

When I think about my discovery this time, I might be able to publish a case study.

The dwarf warlock's breathing became rapid, and his thick beard trembled with excitement.

at the same time.

As the flames burned, the broken scales turned completely red. Under the microscope, bright red substance like lava oozed out of the honeycomb holes.

The dwarf warlock keenly sensed the danger and his expression changed.

hum!
Runes instantly lit up on the iron ring tied to his beard, and a layer of light shield extended rapidly, covering the dwarf warlock's body.

The broken scales exploded like a squeezed sun.

boom!
A ball of flames and shock waves suddenly exploded, landing on the dwarf warlock, knocking him flying and crashing through three rows of shelves.

Ten seconds later.

Groni crawled out of the chaotic workshop, his face covered in dust and dirt, his charred beard still smoking. If the iron ring hanging on his beard had not been a defensive alchemical item that blocked a lot of damage, with the warlock's fragile physique, he would have been seriously injured.

Even so, he paid the price for his carelessness this time.

He felt a sharp pain in his left eye, and when he touched his face, he only felt the melted metal frame and the sticky remains of the lens.

The explosion came too suddenly, and his alchemical tools were not activated in time, so his eye was blinded.

He really couldn't imagine it.

Such a small piece of scale can actually cause such a degree of damage.

Come to your senses and take another closer look.

The adamantium crucible cracked radially, the rune knife broke into several pieces, and the focusing magic mirror was also broken. The pain on his body was secondary, these losses made the dwarf warlock even more heartbroken.

For an alchemist, good tools are priceless.

"Waaaaa! Cunning dragon of the red and iron hybrid! I'll remember you!"

The dwarf warlock's skin turned red with anger, and his shouts echoed in the night.

BANG! Olaf, clutching a warhammer longer than he was tall, kicked open the deformed workshop door. His gaze swept through the interior like a tiger, and he saw the blinded dwarf warlock, Red Wen.

"Gronnie, what happened?"

he asked.

Dwarf Warlock: "I was attacked by a dragon."

He simply told what happened.

After hearing the dwarf warlock's words, Olaf's eyes widened and he muttered bluntly, "What dragon attack? You're just being stupid and getting hurt by the explosion, aren't you?"

Hear the words.

The dwarf warlock was stunned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

When a barbarian told him he was stupid, he felt like he was going to explode, but he couldn't refute it.

The dwarf warlock was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His brain was deprived of oxygen and he fell straight to the ground, fainting.

at the same time.

Violent Bear Ridge, Coniferous Valley.

Garros didn't know what happened to the dwarf warlock. If he knew, he would definitely laugh out loud.

He used flames to roast his own exploding scales, and even went close to his face to check. He was lucky to have reacted quickly without being killed on the spot.

The Earth Bears, renowned for their defensive prowess and their intense focus, were each blasted to a bloody mess during their sparring session with Garros. The fragile alchemist, caught off guard and struck at close range, faced a real risk of death if he had reacted even slightly slower.

I was not aware of this incident that happened under the same sky.

Garros is full of fighting spirit and the training of Xiaolong is not over yet.

He thought about it seriously and decided that only training the scales outside the reproductive cavity would be equivalent to giving the weak point a thicker layer of defense, but the weakness still existed, so it would be better to train the weak point directly.

So, after some psychological preparation.

Garros took a deep breath, stood up straight, straightened his waist and hit a young and slightly soft coniferous pine tree.

As wood chips flew, the little dragon stretched out from its reproductive cavity and drilled a deep hole in the tree trunk.

Garros's visor twitched and twisted a few times, and a hissing sound like a gasp of cold air came out of his mouth. Even with his current tolerance for pain, he still couldn't help but grimace.

Chang Long really couldn't make up his mind to hone his weaknesses.

"Come again! I want to make this weakness as strong as steel, no, stronger than steel!"

The young red iron dragon gritted its teeth and charged forward violently again.

Bang, bang, bang! The trunk gradually became covered with holes and cracks, and soon it could no longer bear the weight and broke completely.

Garros also felt that his little dragon was extremely sore and tingling, and it was really difficult to continue, so he stopped and rested for a while before starting a new round of adaptive training.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light shone on the coniferous valley.

Garros spread his wings and flew out from the cave in the mountain in the middle of the valley.

The Coniferous Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there are many natural caves on the mountains. Garros chose the largest and most comfortable one as his dragon nest.

As the saying goes, the morning sets the tone for the day.

Under normal circumstances, Garros would take off in the early morning to search for suitable ferocious beasts and monsters to hunt, and hone his combat skills at the same time.

If it were any other dragon that ruled over a group of violent bears.

He would most likely order his followers to hunt for him and provide food, while he would just sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Garros did not do so. He did not reduce the frequency of hunting, because hunting was not only for food, but also for honing his fighting skills and enriching his practical experience. It was an indispensable part of his training.

Practical experience is very important to Gallos.

Just like the copper dragon we met before.

A young dragon over 16 years old also carried several alchemical tools. If it had enough practical experience, Garros's robbery would not have been so easy to succeed. It was also because he judged that the Copper Dragon lacked combat experience that Garros decided to counterattack and grab the treasure instead of retreating blindly.

Closer to home.

Garros wanted to take off directly to hunt.

However, because his steps were too big, the pain between his hind legs was so severe that he grimaced. So he fell down again and lay helplessly on a rock slab, preparing to rest for a while.

I noticed that there was something strange about Gallos.

Samantha came over on all fours and asked in surprise, "My dear brother, are you hurt?"

Garros: "No."

Samantha didn't believe it and said, "You looked hesitant when you were walking just now. It must be abnormal."

"Don't be so stubborn. Where are you hurt? Let me take a look for you."

"I have mastered a new rune. I will engrave it on the injured area to speed up the recovery."

The red dragon stretched out its sharp claws and approached Garros enthusiastically.

Garros's face was stern, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He said, "Stay away from me. Experimenting with your runes on the violent bear."

(End of this chapter)