"Even if you don't accumulate Heat Energy to its peak and release it midway, you can still exert good power."
Red Iron Dragon landed on the top of Sword Crag, its claws piercing the rugged rocks. While overlooking the surrounding territory, it carefully recalled its previous feelings.
"But-"
He turned to look at Cold Explosive Scale, which was almost completely cracked and could no longer withstand too many attacks, and said secretly:
"--Releasing Heat Energy midway will cause damage to my Cold Explosive Scale, and I won't be able to accumulate much heat energy. Unless there are special circumstances, it is best to use this blow when Cold Explosive Scale is completely defeated and Heat Energy's accumulation reaches its peak."
Garos Without a doubt.
This attack can instantly bomb the mountain below you.
His most powerful attack method now is that this mouthful has been strengthened and increased by the peak Heat Energy, which seems to be able to destroy all Dragon Breath.
In order to distinguish Flame Dragon Breath under normal conditions, Garos named it Destruction Dragon Breath.
"Silver Dragon[Frostmark] in his prime lives in Borderlands."
"If there is a conflict, do I have a chance to win with Destruction Dragon Breath?"
Garos takes the prime-year Silver Dragon as an imaginary enemy and imagines the outcome of the battle between the two.
After a few seconds, he shook his head slightly, not letting Evil Dragon's arrogance take over his rationality.
He was very confident that he could not win this matter.
It's not that the chances are slim, it's that there is no chance at all.
The gap is too big. The opponent is still Silver Dragon, not White Dragon. It is a powerful existence that can defeat everyone at the same level, and there must be Class Level.
"Why are you thinking about jumping up and fighting?"
"It is the right way to use the high to defeat the low and the strong to bully the weak."
"When faced with a being that is far stronger than yourself, you must either stay away from it as early as possible, or find a way to turn it into a background to rely on."
Garos thought to himself.
Regarding Silver Dragon who lives in Borderlands, he prefers the second idea, and the key lies in Red-Silver Dragon Deborah. Unfortunately, because he was dominated by desire when he first woke up from his deep sleep, Red-Silver Dragon was frightened away and has not come back yet.
"Pursue the victory and eradicate the other Monster Lord?"
Red Iron Dragon turned around and looked at Cold Explosive Scale, who was covered in deep cracks. Feeling that he had expended some physical energy and Dragon Qi, he shook his head slightly and gave up the idea.
If you fight continuously.
It is not impossible for him to kill all Monster Lord in one go, but his own consumption will definitely be very serious. By then, he will lack the confidence to deal with unexpected events, which will increase the risk for no reason.
Besides, he doesn't need to be in such a hurry.
After the previous strangulation of the Molten Iron Tribe, there are not many Monster Lord left in the southwest.
After getting rid of Chimera, there are three more, all of which are relatively powerful beings.
You can't be cautious only when you feel danger, otherwise it will be too late when you are ambushed or the like. Garos thinks it is better to be more cautious and go to Hunt when you are in good condition to prevent capsizing in the gutter.
Garos The dragon wings shook, soared into the sky, and returned to Dragon Valley.
The next day, when the morning light began to rise, a group of the Molten Iron Tribe family members arrived at Sword Crag to take over this fertile land.
Among them are two adult Two-Legged Wyvern, which built a nest on top of the towering Sword Crag and developed this base into a sentry.
Ignas Dragonflight has filled in another piece of the territory puzzle in the southwest.
Garos adjusts the status in Dragon Valley.
He was doing light-intensity exercises while summarizing his previous feelings when fighting Chimera.
Especially the understanding of Cold Explosive Scale, and the use of Blade Tail, Dragon Qi, Spear Wings, etc.
At the same time.
Estonia River.
The scorching sun at noon baked the river surface into dense water vapor, and three merchant ships with extremely deep drafts were passing by on the river bank.
The emblem of the merchant group on the bow of the ship flashed slightly in the waves, and the pattern was like a shield.
They belong to Iron Shield Caravan.
This is a small business group.
Through the Estonia River, they purchased various kinds of ores and furs of vicious beasts' claws and other biological resources from Ser Wilderness and Borderlands at low prices, brought them to Federation in the south, and then sold them at high prices to make profits.
The owner of the merchant ship is named Hammer.
He is a middle-aged man who is plainly dressed and looks honest and honest. He only occasionally flashes a shrewd look in his eyes. He is an experienced businessman with no appearance, and occupies a certain position in Iron Shield Caravan.
"Chief, why didn't you dock when you passed Insect-Eater Clan just now?"
An apprentice from Iron Shield Caravan asked in a low voice and said:
"We have a regular trade with the Insect-Eater Clan. Those Gnoll are masters of anatomy and decomposition. They always decompose the furs and minions of ferocious beasts and monsters very well."
Insect-Eater Clan.
A Gnoll clan belonging to Ser Wilderness, and had many trades with Iron Shield Caravan.
But this time, the fleet did not stop for a moment when passing the section of the river where Insect-Eater Clan was located.
Hammer shook his head slightly and said:
"The value of various commodities is not static, and a qualified businessman must know how to make changes according to market fluctuations."
He didn't mind talking more to his apprentice and enjoying his admiring gaze.
The voice paused, Hammer looked to the south, and said, "Lothern Federation countries, the demand for various metal ores and magic ores has increased sharply recently, and they are purchasing them at high prices."
Saint Kingdom After the funeral knell has stopped.
Lothern Federation is calm on the surface, but the undercurrent is getting more and more turbulent.
All kinds of ores that can be used to create weapons, armor, War Golem, and alchemy weapons are purchased at prices higher than the market price. The supply exceeds demand. Many alchemy factories have received massive orders, and furnaces and production lines are running non-stop.
Businessmen have a keen sense of smell.
Although there was no news circulating on the surface and the countries were still living in harmony, they smelled the smell of danger and felt uneasy.
The storm is coming.
However, all businessmen who started from water understand one thing.
--The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!
Now is a good opportunity to transcend class.
"Our current goal is to return loaded with valuable ore and make a lot of money."
Hammer put away his divergent thinking and said to the apprentice with a smile.
"Bring me a bottle of wine from the cabin."
Hammer ordered the apprentice.
The purpose of their trip is to the southeast of Borderlands.
Although the Goblins of the Golden Fang Tribe are greedy, shameless, full of lies, and careless, Hammer is very good at dealing with them and has almost formed a fixed trade route with the Golden Fang Tribe.
"If everything goes well, I will go back and forth a few more times during this period and return home with a full load."
"I can accumulate a wealth that usually lasts several lifetimes in a short period of time."
Hammer thought to himself, and took out a gold coin engraved with intricate patterns. In addition to the exquisite patterns, there was also a sentence engraved on it in tiny fonts.
[The essence of wealth is flow, stagnant gold coins are just metal]
--This is the teaching of Goddess of Wealth.
Hammer kissed the gold coin gently and prayed to Goddess of Wealth in his heart, hoping that this voyage would return with a full load and be safe.
Deep down in his heart he does not believe in God, but this does not prevent him from praying to Him.