Dragon Blood Potion

"Two thousand Knight-level Mechanical Puppets are not a deal we can swallow! And I have no intention of provoking a fierce figure like the Lord of Steel, who can even slaughter Level-2 Warlocks. You, please leave!" Griya turned and looked coldly at the figure standing in the corner, completely shrouded in a black robe, its face obscured.

The Serpent Demon Eye, the White Bear Tooth, and the Fein Deluo Family's three Level-2 Warlocks had joined forces to hunt the Lord of Steel in Black City. The result was two dead and one gravely wounded. This heavyweight news had almost spread throughout the major powers of the Durando Subcontinent.

As long as a family had a Level-2 Warlock overseeing it, it was qualified to establish a small principality. Even among the six great powers such as Antalya Warlock Academy, Level-2 Warlocks were important members of the Senate, Upper Council, and Elder Council.

The Lord of Steel had been able to slaughter two Level-2 Warlocks. No matter what methods he had used, that was enough to place him among the top experts of the Durando Subcontinent. No one wanted to provoke such an expert for no reason.

Yang Feng had encountered no trouble along the way precisely because he had two thousand Mechanical Swordsmen guarding him. Any force wishing to deal with Yang Feng, protected by two thousand troops, had to think thrice before acting.

The Black-Robed Man said in a hoarse voice, "A bottle of Dragon Blood Potion! As long as you obey my orders, I will give you a bottle of Dragon Blood Potion. With it, you will have hope of breaking through your bottleneck and advancing to become a Sky Dome Knight."

"Dragon Blood Potion!!" A flash of greed and excitement passed through Griya's eyes.

Dragon Blood Potion could only be refined by Warlocks above Level 3 who possessed profound attainments in potion-making. Moreover, one of its main ingredients was dragon blood.

Adult dragons were not only scarce, but every one of them possessed strength and wisdom no inferior to that of a Great Warlock. Slaying a dragon was exceedingly difficult. Naturally, Dragon Blood Potion was also extremely rare.

The effects of a bottle of Dragon Blood Potion were likewise astonishing. It could increase by twenty percent the chance for an expert like Griya, at the peak of Sky Knight, to advance into a Sky Dome Knight. Without Dragon Blood Potion, a Sky Knight like Griya would practically have no chance of successfully charging into the Sky Dome Knight realm.

Griya forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart. Blazing light shone in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Dragon Blood Potion. I want to inspect the goods first!"

The Black-Robed Man took out a potion bottle as crimson as blood and opened a small gap. A tiny dragon-shaped phantom flew out from the bottle, radiating faint wisps of Dragon Might.

Griya took a deep breath and regained his composure. With his brows tightly furrowed, he said, "It truly is Dragon Blood Potion! But the Lord of Steel's blood relative has two thousand Knight-level Mechanical Puppets guarding him. Even if everyone in the Hunter Fang Wasteland attacked together, we would still be no match for him."

Griya was an expert at the peak of Sky Knight. Even against a hundred Mechanical Puppets, he was confident he could charge in and out seven times. But against two thousand Knight-level Mechanical Puppets, charging in would be nothing but courting death. Even if all the bandits of the Hunter Fang Wasteland attacked together, facing two thousand Knight-level Mechanical Puppets would leave them only one road: death.

The Black-Robed Man said in a hoarse voice, "No problem! As long as you can lure away most of his guards, I can kill him! After he dies, this bottle of Dragon Blood Potion will be yours. With this Dragon Blood Potion, once you advance to Sky Dome Knight, you will no longer need to remain in a hellhole like the Hunter Fang Wasteland."

A strange light flashed through Griya's eyes as he said softly, "That's right. As long as I advance to Sky Dome Knight, I won't need to stay in a hellhole like the Hunter Fang Wasteland."

Sky Dome Knights were formidable beings capable of battling Level-2 Warlocks. Wherever they went, they would be recruited by major powers. A Sky Dome Knight could casually enter any principality and become its guardian knight, enjoying inexhaustible glory and wealth.

The difference in status and treatment between a bandit chief of the Hunter Fang Wasteland and a guardian knight of a principality was simply as vast as heaven and earth.

Griya said decisively, "I agree! My subordinates are at your disposal."

"Have they finally made their move? How interesting. It seems the Hunter Fang Wasteland is about to gain plenty more nourishment." Yang Feng suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, revealing a chilling smile.

Gael asked curiously, "Big Brother Yang Feng, did something happen?"

Yang Feng smiled faintly and walked outside. "Come on! Follow me and watch a good show!"

Gael and the other young noble men and women followed Yang Feng outside, utterly confused.

At this time, outside the camp, bandit units came rushing in from all directions one after another. The dense mass of bandits stretched as far as the eye could see, a terrifying sight.

Seeing the densely packed bandits, Gael's legs nearly gave out beneath him. He cried out, "Bandits!! How can there be so many bandits? Could all the bandits of the Hunter Fang Wasteland have come?"

The other young noble men and women also stared at the countless bandits with pale faces, their bodies trembling in terror.

When numbers exceeded ten thousand, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth. All the bandits of the Hunter Fang Wasteland had been gathered together by that mysterious Black-Robed Man, and their numbers had already exceeded ten thousand.

Although the Hunter Fang Wasteland belonged to the Senarus Principality, it lay at the border of three countries. All kinds of vicious criminals from the three great principalities fled into this wasteland, forming one bandit gang after another. This time, nearly every bandit in the Hunter Fang Wasteland had been summoned by the Black-Robed Man, forming this terrifying force.

From among the densely packed bandits, Griya rode a pitch-black Black Demon Horned Horse and emerged from the crowd. Staring coldly at Yang Feng's group, he shouted, "I am Griya, leader of the Thousand Killers Gang!! Yang Feng, nephew of the Lord of Steel, please come with us! Our master wishes to see you. We will protect your safety!"

Gael's expression changed drastically, and his voice trembled slightly. "Griya, the Thousand Killers Gang Leader—is that the Griya known for slaughtering a thousand people?! He's an expert at the peak of Sky Knight! A man who once escaped pursuit by two official Level-1 Warlocks! The most vicious hunter of the Hunter Fang Wasteland! Damn it! We're in big trouble now!"

Fear appeared in the eyes of the other young noble men and women as well.

Even in a large principality like the Fein Deluo Principality, there was only one expert like a Sky Knight. Such a being could rival a Level-1 Warlock. A Sky Knight could effortlessly slaughter an elite squad of a hundred men. Such an expert was absolutely not someone they could resist.

Yang Feng sneered coldly. "A Sky Knight? Griya, if you kneel and surrender now, I can still spare your life! Otherwise, today will be the burial ground for you and your subordinates."

"Griya, why waste so much breath on trash like him! Charge! Kill him!!" A two-meter-tall, burly Bald Man flashed a fierce light in his eyes. Holding a huge scimitar, he pointed it at Yang Feng and roared.