Evolving by devouring from a young dragon

Alduin silently absorbed the red dragon's dragon language magic he had just acquired, a hint of surprise rising in his heart.

Dragons of different bloodlines inherit different magical powers.

Alduin is a hybrid of a black dragon and a shadow dragon, and he inherits the magic of both black dragons and shadow dragons.

Of course, not all hybrid dragons can inherit all the magic from both parents.

Alduin is a high-quality hybrid, which is why he can simultaneously possess the dragon language magic of both the black dragon and the shadow dragon.

Some inferior hybrid dragons may not even have a single lineage.

And could its own devouring ability also allow it to seize the magical inheritance of other dragons?

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Auduin's eyes.

……

After traveling for several days and nights, Black Talon and his crew finally arrived at their destination—Elder City.

This is a border city, belonging to the human and dwarven magical empire.

Five hundred years ago, after the allied forces of humans and dwarves drove out an adult green dragon that had been entrenched here, this place was incorporated into their territory.

It was precisely because the Dragon Slaying Order had just been issued that this was the first time they had forced an adult dragon to leave, making it extremely significant.

Therefore, a city was built here to commemorate this achievement.

However, due to some unforeseen events, this once-famous border city was forgotten by the empire and became a desolate wasteland.

Today, only a very small number of humans and dwarves live here, and there is no army stationed here.

However, because of that incident, there were almost no traces of magical beasts within a radius of hundreds of miles, making this place safer than some large cities in another sense.

Meanwhile, Black Claw was waiting for someone outside the city.

"Haha, Black Claw, long time no see!"

A hearty laugh came from afar. Black Claw turned his head and saw a fat human man walking slowly towards him, followed by several bodyguards in dark gray armor.

"Hey, Brother Woking, how have you been?"

Black Claw greeted them fluently in Common Tongue, a bright smile on his face.

This human man named Vol'jin is a businessman who has been cooperating with Talon for a long time. He came to Elder City to discuss business with them.

"Hey bro, why are you a month late this time?" Woking asked with a smile.

"Oh, that's because we cleared out all the previous inventory, which took some time," Black Claw explained calmly, adding casually, "After all, aren't we going to do a big deal?"

"Haha, looks like Brother Hei is going to make a big splash this time."

Wojnarowski laughed, it was unclear whether he believed Black Claw's explanation.

When the topic turned to business, Woking became interested and took the initiative to speak: "Brother Black, I've brought some good stuff this time, but I don't know if you can afford the price."

Black Claw chuckled and said, "Then please take it out and let me see it, Brother Woking, so that I can broaden my horizons."

A mysterious smile appeared on Wojnarowski's face. With a wave of his fat hand, a bodyguard behind him immediately stepped aside, revealing a huge black box behind him.

Blackclaw slowly stepped forward, and the kobolds behind him gathered around, looking at the box with curiosity.

Wojnarowski gave a slight nod to his bodyguard, who understood and opened the heavy case. The contents of the case were revealed to Black Claw.

It was a huge humanoid mecha.

It was about five meters tall, but it had been disassembled into several sections and placed in boxes.

It shimmered with a dark golden light, and every part was engraved with intricate runes that shone faintly in the dim light, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

The mecha's shoulders were as broad as shields, its arms were as fierce as dragon claws, and its knuckles were as sharp as blades; its head was even more majestic, with two pairs of spikes standing high, and its face, except for the eye sockets, was covered by black metal, and the pupils shone with a scarlet light that seeped into people's hearts.

This mecha is majestic and imposing, but the only pity is that there is a noticeable hole in the chest area.

"Brother Black Claw, how's this thing?"

Wojnarowski glanced at it only once before quickly looking away.

Even after seeing it countless times, he still felt a pang of fear every time he faced the mecha.

Black Claw also disappeared from sight. The mech gave him a strange feeling, unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar...

However, he didn't forget the important matter. Looking at Woking, he said in a deep voice, "This thing isn't cheap, is it?"

Wojnarowski smiled mysteriously, not answering directly, but instead asking, "Brother Black, do you know what this is?"

Black Claw frowned, his tone crisp: "Brother Wo, my time is limited; my people are waiting for me to return."

Seeing this, Vol'jin stopped beating around the bush. The smile on his fat face faded slightly, and he lowered his voice, saying, "This is a dragon-slaying mech!"

Upon hearing this, Black Claw was taken aback, but he remained expressionless and said calmly, "What would I do with this thing? I just want some ordinary alchemy and magic equipment."

Wojnarowski chuckled and shrugged. "Brother Black, I know you too well. You want all these weapons and equipment, isn't it for that?"

Black Claw's expression stiffened, a murderous intent rising in his heart. However, upon seeing the group behind Vol'jin, he suppressed it, his eyes darting around as he feigned ignorance and spoke:

"Brother Woking, I don't understand what you're saying."

"Heh heh, stop pretending to be confused." Wojnarowski's fat face twitched, his smile meaningful. "Isn't what you're lacking just one tough weapon to keep order and protect your tribe? Otherwise, why are you frantically buying weapons and equipment, right?"

Black Claw breathed a sigh of relief, but a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Thankfully, the dragon was not discovered...

He let out a long sigh, a bitter look of hardship on his face reflecting the plight of the kobold race. He said in a deep voice, "Sigh, you saw through me. The Crimson Mountains have become increasingly chaotic lately, with monsters running rampant and other tribes vying for territory. Life is really tough for us kobolds, and we really want to find something to bolster our image."

"Wouldn't that solve the problem?" Wojnarowski spread his hands, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of seduction.

"This is a seventh-tier magical mech! It's something that has actually hunted dragons! With this, your tribe won't be able to just bully whoever it wants!"

Black Claw hesitated for a moment, then feigned hesitation before speaking, "This thing must be expensive."

Wojnarowski chuckled, his fat face displaying a generous and righteous demeanor. He lowered his voice and said, "We've known each other for a long time. I'd charge exorbitant prices for others, but for you, it's just a friendly price—ten top-grade magic crystals, how about it?"

Black Claw secretly plotted in his mind.

He had never truly ventured deep into human city-states, and the only high-level equipment he had ever acquired was a fifth-tier magic rifle he bought from goblins, which cost him a top-grade magic crystal.

Based on this price—

One piece of Tier 5 equipment, at least two or three Tier 6 equipment, and this is a Tier 7 Dragon Slayer Mech. Even if it is damaged or broken, its normal price would be at least seven or eight top-grade magic crystals.

Try to lower the price first...

Black Claw's face immediately showed a troubled expression. He frowned and gritted his teeth: "Brother Wojkin, I didn't bring that many with me this time... I only have five top-grade magic crystals on me. I really can't take any more."

"make a deal!"

Wojnarowski blurted it out almost immediately, his face instantly contorted with extreme pain, and he slapped his thigh hard as if he had suffered a tremendous loss.

"Sigh, what can I do? We're old partners! Five it is, I'll take it as a loss to be friends with you! This dragon-slaying mech is yours!"

Black Claw: "..."

It seems I still lost out...

However, he still handed over the five magic crystals to the other party, and then dragged the heavy dragon-slaying mech toward the Crimson Mountains.

Watching Blackclaw's retreating figure, Vol'jin's smile gradually faded, replaced by a pained expression.

This is a Tier 7 Dragon-Slaying Mech!

It's worth noting that a typical seventh-tier magical technology would cost at least one hundred magic crystals, while the Dragon Slayer Mech is priceless!

Wojnarowski clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth, and sighed softly:

"Oh well... it's better than letting it get stuck in my hands and getting myself into trouble."

He turned and waved his hand, and he and his bodyguards quickly disappeared into the shadows.