Evolving by devouring from a young dragon

Every detail of the past year flashed through Auduin's mind.

The low-level undead kept appearing in the Bone Hills, but their numbers were just right, within the range that his defenses could withstand.

The necromantic power within the dimensional rift continued to flow out, but the concentration was always kept at a subtle level, neither forcing him to act prematurely nor making him lower his guard.

This is no coincidence.

This is the lich's conspiracy. He has put himself in danger, forcing himself to grow rapidly. Once his dragon body has grown to a certain size, he will make a ruthless move.

"Well done," Alduin murmured, his tone devoid of anger, but rather carrying a rare hint of appreciation.

Elunea looked up at the black dragon who was deep in thought, and a weight was finally lifted from her heart. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew it had worked.

She said all this so that the other party would realize the lich's conspiracy and join forces with them to fight against the lich.

If we can kill the lich, we can reclaim Moonspring...

Thinking of this, she subconsciously bit her slender silver teeth, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

but……

"Then, what can you bring me?" Alduin asked slowly, his tone tinged with indifference.

Elunea's heart sank.

She had assumed the dragon had accepted her sincerity—the analysis of the lich's conspiracy, the revelation of the truth about the moon spirit, the urgency of the sacrifice…

Isn't that enough to get him to join forces?

Alduin seemed to read her mind and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Information, the things you're talking about are indeed valuable, but that's all they are—valuable."

He slowly lowered his head, his golden vertical pupils reflecting Elunea's slightly pale face.

Elunea's silver-grey eyes dimmed instantly, and her lips turned white from being bitten so hard.

She understood the dragon's unspoken meaning: the information was indeed valuable, but having information without any real leverage was not enough to make him take the risk.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

What can she offer him?

Combat strength? Of the dozen or so Silver Moon Elves, some were injured, some were crippled, and even the strongest among them was only at the sixth rank, making her utterly vulnerable in front of a seventh-rank lich.

Resources? The Moon Spring has dried up, the treasure vault has been sealed, and now they even have to beg the goblins for clean bandages. Where would they find any resources?

Intelligence? She had revealed all the information about the lich, but it wasn't enough for this dragon...

She bit her lip, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

The dragon's lair was silent. Alduin did not speak, but simply looked down at her from his high position.

Grimm stood to the side, awkwardly touching his nose, wanting to say something but not daring to. The silver moon elves knelt behind him, some of them already bowing their heads, not daring to look at the dragon.

Time passed by, second by second.

Elunea's mind raced, then, as if she had made a decision, she slowly raised her head, a glint of light flashing in her silver-gray eyes.

"An intelligence network," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "Although we Silvermoon Elves live in seclusion, we have many spies throughout the Elven Empire. These spies are spread all over the world, some even within the human and dwarven magical empires..."

She took a deep breath and continued, "These informants only obey the Moon Speaker's token, which is me. As long as I live, this intelligence network will serve you."

Alduin's dragon eyes narrowed slightly.

This was an unexpected surprise.

He originally only wanted the lunar magic tomes recorded by the Silver Moon Elf race, but he didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain.

He has been operating in this land for so long. In terms of resources, he can rely on his own abilities to obtain a large number of top-grade magic crystals to exchange for them. In terms of combat power, he has also subdued the Emberfang Beastmen, and he has two seventh-tier epic beastmen.

However, information is a weakness.

His biggest source of intelligence right now is those goblins.

What the goblins could find out was nothing more than which patch of mushrooms grew best in the swamp, which tunnel in the mine had collapsed, or how to make money.

As for the situation on the mainland, the movements of various forces, and where there are relics and treasures, they don't care.

The Silvermoon Elves' intelligence network, which extends deep into the human empire, perfectly compensates for this deficiency.

"Continue." Alduin's tone was indifferent, but Elunea had already detected a subtle change.

Elunea took a deep breath, her mind racing.

"The treasure trove," she said, a resolute glint in her silver-grey eyes.

"The Silver Moon Elves have hidden seven treasure vaults in the Eastern Continent, which are the wealth and treasures we have accumulated over thousands of years."

The treasure trove contains everything from high-quality magic crystals and rare ores to rare magical materials, high-level magic scrolls, and the location of ancient relics. Only the Moon Speaker knows the location of these treasures, and the key is the Moon Speaker's token.

She paused, then added, "I can take you to open them. The contents of each vault are enough for you to buy a small kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Auduin narrowed his eyes again, pondering to himself.

This offer is indeed extremely tempting; a treasure trove accumulated over millennia holds immense appeal for any living being. But when one considers the location of the Eastern Continent…

He slowly shook his head, a clear hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Between the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent lies a vast and treacherous endless sea, ravaged by storms and teeming with unknown deep-sea monsters and void demons.

With his current strength, he simply cannot cross that Sea of ​​Death. No matter how good the treasures of the Eastern Continent are, they are like distant water that cannot quench immediate thirst, and are of no practical significance.

Elunea's heart sank when she saw Alduin's reaction.

She was in too much of a hurry.

The Silver Moon Elves were originally inhabitants of the Eastern Continent, but later migrated to the Western Continent for certain reasons and lived in seclusion there.

There is indeed a treasure trove there, but they can't get there right now; distant water can't quench a nearby fire.

"What else?" Alduin's voice grew colder, and his dragon aura intensified, making the oppressive tone quite evident.

"The intelligence network you mentioned is usable, but its value takes time to materialize, and I'll soon be facing the liches. What do you offer in exchange for my assistance?"

He has already made his point very clearly, without beating around the bush at all.

Elunea bit her lip, a hint of struggle flashing in her silver-grey eyes.

What else does she have?

Combat strength? Not enough.

Resources? No.

Intelligence? It's already been given.

A treasure trove? Too far away.

Everything she could offer was rejected by the dragon, leaving only one thing—

"Myself."

Alduin paused, his dragon tail slapping the ground, his vertical pupils flashing with interest.