"After all, there are so many good things in the world Lich."
The night falls and the stars are dim. Garos shakes the majestic faucet, sighing in his heart.
Capturing Phylactery was his primary goal, and Lich's generous blessing before his death was a completely unexpected surprise.
He is almost certain that if he breaks through to level 18 before falling asleep, he will definitely have Lich Necromancer in his credit book.
"I really hope Ser Wilderness can have a few more good Lichs like this, or... it would be nice to have a few more powerful Serpent Dragons."
He thought to himself, his dragon eyes flashing with expectation.
"Sir, there should still be a considerable number of undead creatures left deep in the underground cave where Lich lives."
Xia'er on the side spoke in time and reminded, "Now that Lich is completely dead, the undead have lost unified control. In view of the existence of many high-level undead among them, given time, it is very likely that a new undead lord will be born on its own, becoming a potential hidden danger."
He asked, "Do you need me to lead a team to clean them up completely?"
This is the characteristic of undead creatures. Although the old lords have died, there are still a considerable number of undead in the lair. In this way, the chaotic Negative Energy and the remaining instincts will spontaneously give birth to new rulers.
Red Iron Dragon pondered for a few seconds, and the huge head shook slightly.
"I have my own arrangements for this matter."
After hundreds of years of operation in the Lich lair, the Negative Energy inside must be rich and pure. It would be a pity to directly clean and destroy it violently.
In Garos's view, it is a ready-made and excellent research site.
It can be used to conduct many experiments on Dragonforged Transformation Ritual.
As for the remaining undead, he has already thought of a place to go - it would be perfect to leave them under the management of Black Dragon Seraphina.
Black Dragon likes dark and humid environments by nature, and Seraphina herself works for Necromancer, so that underground cave is a perfect nest and laboratory for her.
If it is managed properly and can develop well, perhaps in the near future, Molten Iron Tribe will be able to add a Undead Legion that can continue to regenerate and is not afraid of consumption.
Now that Garos has made his decision, Flower Lord will say no more.
"The things here are over for now, let's go back."
Garos Stretch your body and feel the weakness, tingling and subtle numbness constantly coming from your body.
This is a strange reaction resulting from the mutual confrontation and intertwining between the continued effect of the Lich curse and his own adaptability.
He couldn't wait to go back and drink a bucket of Black Oil immediately, and then plunge into a new round of exercise in this strange negative state.
The next moment, Red Iron Dragon suddenly unfolded its pair of giant wings that covered the sky and the sun, and its huge body rose from the ground, like a meteor tearing through the night, streaking across the sky at an alarming speed, and disappeared into the distant horizon in an instant, leaving only a gradually dissipating whistling sound.
Xia'er looked up at the direction in which the dragon was retreating, with a trace of envy in his eyes.
Although his speed is fast, it is still far from the unparalleled flying ability of Red Iron Dragon.
Unless humans use special props or master certain corresponding skills, it will be difficult for humans to truly set foot in the sky.
Only by stepping into the Legendary Realm and relying on the power of the expanded field can we realize the dream of flying freely.
But even so, if you encounter Legendary Realm creatures that are born with Overlord in the sky, you will still be at an inherent disadvantage in aerial combat.
"Legendary Realm... It seems to be very close to me, but in fact it is still far away. I don't know how long it will take for me to reach the peak of level 20 and then break through that chasm."
Xia'er looked at the empty night sky and whispered softly.
There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. In other words, all Life Level humans who can reach level 15 or above are all very talented and are the best among their kind.
Relying on sweat alone, it would be difficult to even break through level 10, and it would even be impossible to perceive the true existence of Magic Energy.
Xia'er has always known that his talent is outstanding.
But even so, it is not easy to break through the Legendary Realm.
Talent, luck, sweat... all are indispensable.
Human beings are not dragons that get stronger as they get older. If they fail to achieve a breakthrough at the peak of their physical condition, as they age and their lives decline, their future hope will only become slimmer.
"Today's Ser Wilderness is chaotic enough, with no shortage of battles and countless hidden opportunities."
"Here, I may be able to touch the threshold of the Legendary Realm faster than staying at Land of Order."
Xia'er gathered his mind, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and then stepped forward, his body like a gust of wind, galloping away in the direction of Creekwood Territory.
A few days later, it was a bright sunny morning with a gentle breeze.
Molten Iron Tribe's main force, Thrall Legion, finally arrived at the outer area of Creekwood Territory in a mighty manner.
At a glance, there is a huge torrent of warriors of different races.
A basic array composed of a large number of Kobold, Gnoll, and Lizardfolk; the number is relatively small, but the single unit has a strong sense of oppression Werewolf, Ogre, centaur warriors, and Alchemy Golem who walked heavily and shone with metallic luster; there were also many high-level Kin Leader who exuded a powerful aura just by standing there, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.
This large-scale army was stationed in the vast area that had been opened up in advance. Soon after, many Creekwood Territory residents who heard the news and came to watch felt unprecedented shock and disbelief. They couldn't help but move forward, pointing and talking from a distance.
Before that, they thought that the permanent guard force at Creekwood Territory was strong enough to ensure the security of the territory.
It wasn't until they saw this newly arrived legion from Borderlands with their own eyes that they suddenly realized that Molten Iron Tribe had not really revealed its sharp fangs to the outside world until this moment.
The previous state was just a slumber when the beast was dormant.
In terms of the size of the legions stationed here, logistical support, alchemical weapon reserves, and the average level of the soldiers, Molten Iron Tribe's comprehensive military strength may still be slightly behind those of the human principalities that have been operating for a long time, but it is enough to compete head-on with some stronger principalities and fight several head-to-head cruel wars.
Considering that almost all the elite main forces of the human principalities are currently tied up on the southern front and fighting fiercely, only some garrison troops remain in Ser Wilderness.
If a war started with a certain principality in the wilderness at this time, Molten Iron Tribe would be almost invincible.
Even when faced with the base areas set up by powerful kingdoms in the wilderness, Molten Iron Tribe is fully confident to challenge them head-on, provided they don't care about the crazy revenge and liquidation afterwards.
Back to business.
In addition to the dazzling alien creatures of various shapes, what shocked and even suffocated the residents of Creekwood Territory the most were several giant dragons soaring and circling at low altitude above the Legion.
They have completely different colors and shapes, and the shadows cast by the dragon wings seem to be able to block the rising sun.
They soared and flew through the sky at the same time, making the powerful and rare dragon seem to have turned into a more common creature at this moment!
"Ouch-ouch--!!"
The red dragon Kaxier raised his head to the sky and roared several times excitedly, venting his inner joy and restlessness.
She opened her huge mouth, revealing her sharp dagger-like fangs, and growled to her companions, "Now I desperately hope that some blind idiot will come to me. My claws are eager to be bathed in blood, and my Dragon Breath is eager to roast the enemy."
Beside her, Blue Dragon Heriam waved its wings with natural lightning-like texture.
"There will be no shortage of opportunities like this in the future."
His voice was calm, but the tiny arcs of electricity that occasionally jumped around his body revealed his equally excited heart. "This time the tribe went to war and moved its main force to the wilderness, it must be to do something earth-shattering here."
These Young Adult Dragon of the Molten Iron Tribe all joined Borderlands one after another after the tribe unified.
The wars they have actually experienced are much less than that of their leader Garos, and they spend most of their time receiving training and tempering from Mature Dragon.
When they grew into Young Adult Dragon and were eager to prove themselves, the tribe was in a period of strategic dormancy, leaving them with few opportunities to perform.
And now, the tribe is about to embark on the road of expansion.
At the same time, their minions have lost their tenderness and become incomparably sharper; their dragon scales have been tempered and become hard and thick; they long for a real war of iron and blood, and are eager to complete further tempering in the flames and fighting.
Soon after.
The huge Thrall Legion has basically been stationed in the preset camp outside Creekwood Territory.
After a short rest, they will be assigned to various surrounding posts and strongholds. Some will stay at Creekwood Territory as guards, while the other will continue to train in the outlying camps, ready to participate in the upcoming battle.
Three Young Adult Dragon hovered at low altitude for a moment.
After they showed off their strength and satisfied their vanity, they landed on the central square of Creekwood Territory one after another.
They raised their slender necks and puffed out their broad chests, unabashedly enjoying the mixed looks of awe, curiosity, and even fear from the surrounding citizens.
This feeling of being noticed by all beings and looked up to by the weak makes these Chromatic Dragon, who are proud by nature, feel extremely useful.
Just then.
Several giant dragons seemed to sense something at the same time. Their huge dragon pupils suddenly shrank, and they all stared at an empty area ahead.
Under their gaze, the air there rippled like water waves.
A tall and slender human figure, dressed like an adventurer, strolled out gracefully.
"Good day, noble dragons."
Flower Lord, with a smile on his handsome face, greeted the giant beasts in front of him.
After the dragons saw his face clearly, their slightly tense postures relaxed slightly and returned to normal. They all looked at him and nodded slightly as a response.
They know this human lord.
Chromatic Dragon generally look down on small, short-lived humans, but they also respect the truly strong - especially humans like Xia'er, who are so powerful that they are almost second only to the leader Garos in the entire Molten Iron Tribe.
"Hey! Xia'er! Long time no see!"
Green Dragon Ludwig was the first to speak.
His flexible and slender neck came closer, he looked at the human lord carefully, and said in a familiar tone, "You look more mature and steady than when you were at Borderlands, well... I like the new stubble on your chin, it's very flavorful."
Xia'er Hearing this, he subconsciously raised his hand and stroked the carefully trimmed short beard on his chin.
He smiled, his eyes also swept over Green Dragon's growing body, and responded, "Ludwig, you are the same, your growth rate is amazing, your body is much bigger, and the color of your scales is more bright and emerald, which is very beautiful and eye-catching in the sun."
The interaction between the two seems quite natural and familiar.
Before Xia'er was officially appointed Lord Creekwood Territory by Garos, the person responsible for managing this area was Green Dragon Ludwig.
After Xia'er took office, the two spent some time on the handover and transition of affairs.
During this period, one was a brave man who ventured out all year round and was good at dealing with various races; the other was Green Dragon, who was relatively good at communication and coordination among Chromatic Dragon, so they got along quite harmoniously and established a certain friendship.
Green Dragon is in a good mood.
He stepped forward, even stretched out the tip of his flexible and slender tail, and gently put it on Xia'er's shoulder in a familiar manner, and said with a smile, "Since we are all old friends, it is rare to meet again, don't you express your gratitude?"
"For example... give me a few lovely sparkling gems as a greeting gift? Or at least invite me to the best tavern here and let me enjoy a meal of fine wine and fine food."
"Gems won't do."
Xia'er smiled and patted the dragon's tail on his shoulders, speaking in a relaxed tone, "However, Creekwood Territory The best wine and the most sumptuous food are definitely enough, but before that, I have another small thing to do."
His eyes swept over several Young Adult Dragon, and finally settled on the red dragon Kaxier.
"Human, what are you looking at?"
The red dragon Kaxier immediately noticed his gaze.
Although she knew that the human being in front of her was powerful, she couldn't help but feel irritated by being stared at so directly. She sprayed two strings of sparks from her nostrils, bared her teeth and let out a low roar.
"Please forgive my presumption."
The smile on Xia'er's face remained unchanged, and he explained in a sincere tone, "It's just that your body is so strong and vigorous, and the luster of your dragon scales flows, like an eternal burning flame, full of power. I couldn't help but admire it and took a few more glances."
After hearing this unabashed praise, the impatience and anger on the face of the red dragon Kaxier indeed dissipated a lot, and he raised his head slightly, feeling that this human being looked much more pleasing to the eye.
She snorted, and the dragon said with a hint of pride on his face, "You have a very good sense. You know, our leader of the dragons is also half Red Dragon Bloodline."
After saying that, she asked again, "You just said, there is something else? What is it?"
Xia'er looked at the red dragon calmly with burning eyes. "I hope to get some of your Dragon Blood from you."
Red dragons are known for their strong desires in Chromatic Dragon. Using fresh red Dragon Blood as the main ingredient to brew secret wine can greatly enhance fertility, which can increase the success rate of conceiving offspring with his Snake-man partner.
Kaxier was startled at first, as if he suspected that he heard wrongly.
Immediately afterwards, her huge dragon pupils suddenly widened, and what came out of her nostrils was no longer sparks, but two streams of scorching smoke!
"Human, how dare you covet my Dragon Blood?! Absolutely impossible!!"
Asking for her blood was a huge offense to her.
However, just when she was about to explode completely, Xia'er silently took out a small cloth bag from the storage item.
When he opened the mouth of the bag, there were five or six magic gems that were as big as pigeon eggs, perfectly cut, with liquid flames flowing inside, and glowing with an alluring red light.
Over the years, he has been in charge of Creekwood Territory, handling countless affairs, large and small, and he has also accumulated many precious trophies.
According to the original contract with Garos, the leader will not interfere with or take away his personal gains.
"These gems are just a deposit."
Xia'er said, "As long as you are willing to provide Dragon Blood, we can establish a stable trading relationship, and in the future, there will be better things as a thank you."
Kaxier choked back the roar that reached his lips.
She originally wanted to refuse sternly and let this daring human put away his gem immediately and give up completely.
But... but...
Her eyes were fixed on those beautiful gems, and she could not say those words of rejection no matter what.
There is no way, the other party gave me too much.
She had no reason to refuse.
As for forcibly snatching these gems, regardless of the leader's reaction, she weighed the strength gap between the two sides and quickly gave up this unrealistic idea.
"Actually... my Dragon Blood is also pretty good."
Green Dragon Ludwig next to him swung his tail and came over to try to get a share of the pie. "Give me these gems, and I can bleed you right now. Take a large amount and take enough."
Xia'er smiled and declined politely but firmly.
"Thank you for your kindness, Ludwig, but I'm sorry, what I need is the blood of the red dragon."
The red dragon Kaxier looked at Green Dragon's deflated appearance and hummed proudly. His long and thick tail swung slightly unconsciously, raising some dust.
"Hmph, human being, you are very discerning. You know that our red dragon is the most powerful among Chromatic Dragon, and Dragon Blood is also the best."
She tried hard to still sound arrogant, but her tone had softened. "Besides, you have indeed shown enough sincerity."
"In this case, for the sake of the gem, I will make an exception and agree to your request just now."
A deal in which everyone gets what they need is concluded.
Whether it is the red dragon who got his favorite gem, or the human who is about to get the precious Dragon Blood, they feel very satisfied in their hearts.
Xia'er handed over the bag containing the gems and asked casually, "Speaking of which, I remember that there should be a teenager Black Dragon in the tribe. Didn't she come with you this time?"
Green Dragon looked at Kaxier with envy as he took the gem and said, "Are you talking about Seraphina?"
"Not long after we entered the territory of Ser Wilderness, she received an order directly from the leader, so she left the team alone and went to meet the leader."