Streamlands, Water-Subduing Fort dungeon.
This is a wide cave, dark, damp, and slightly cold. There is a dropped iron gate at the entrance.
Tungsten Dragon Lord really locked up Ferrum.
Ferrum was pacing slowly in the cave. He had no chains on his body, and the iron gates were useless to him. If necessary, he could chew through the door and run out.
But he didn't do that. He just recalled and thought, and gradually figured out some crux and taste.
The key to the problem is the fight between him and Lord Zane for Nether Iron. No matter which party succeeds, the other party will be dissatisfied, which is what the family does not want to see.
So before Ferrum and Black Lake garrisoned, Tungsten Dragon Lord appeared first, took Nether Iron in the name of Lord Streamlands, and punished himself.
A half-year imprisonment is certainly not a light punishment. When Lord Zane received this news, even if he was still dissatisfied, he would not be able to do anything because of his status.
This is entirely to protect him.
And...
Ferrum raised his paw and looked at the black iron block held in the toe of his paw, and Nether Iron finally came into his hand.
Ferrum swallowed Nether Iron into his belly without hesitation.
The density of Nether Iron is greater than any metal Ferrum has ever seen. It is just a piece of Hatchling Dragon the size of a dragon's claw. It fell deep into the body, but it seemed to have swallowed half of the cast iron anvil, pulling him downwards.
Activation ability, [Consume Gold, Absorb Iron].
The next moment Ferrum squinted his eyes, his stomach was twitching uncontrollably, producing an almost overwhelming feeling of vomiting.
The stomach-refining muscles squeezed hard, wrapping Nether Iron deep inside. Thick acid seeped out from the stomach wall, and the place quickly became hot, like a furnace being lit.
This is not the first time Ferrum has used Consume Gold, Absorb Iron. He has swallowed many things before, Hematite Ore, refined iron ingots, gold, Mithril...
After those metals fell into the refining stomach, they would soon lose their original shape, soften and decompose, and be transformed into potential by Consume Gold, Absorb Iron, continuously nourishing his bones and flesh.
But Nether Iron doesn't seem to be the case.
"Can't you digest it?"
Ferrum said to himself, he didn't expect Nether Iron's level to be so high. He suddenly understood Leighton's final bared teeth expression and hateful tone.
That is the ferocious look of a dragon that is unable to part with its precious treasures.
He lowered his head, a fishy-sweet smell came out of his throat, and gray-black gastric juice flowed out from between his teeth, dripping onto the stone ground and rising into hot white smoke.
Ferrum's expression moved, Consume Gold, Absorb Iron's talent was stronger, and in the fierce confrontation, Nether Iron began to decompose.
However, what was transformed this time was not potential.
He felt intense pain piercing into his heart and being pushed towards his shoulders, back and limbs. Wherever it passed, all the nerves twitched and all the blood vessels tightened.
Ferrum raised his claw toes. His claws were trembling uncontrollably, as if in spasm. The scales all over his body were stiff and erect in the constant expansion, and the heat under the scales seemed to be burning.
"I didn't expect that dragons would also have a rejection reaction."
Ferrum understands what is happening in his body, and he is obviously very experienced in fighting pain. He does not scream or howl, he just goes to the corner and curls up, pressing his abdomen to the ground, which will make him feel slightly better.
"Click."
Ferrum The middle toe of the right paw suddenly extended a length, and a section of bone protruded from the body with a sharp edge. However, it only grew to half an inch before it split in the middle.
The left scapula then bulged, and sharp bone spurs broke out of the skin.
Limbs, spine, wing roots...
His Bone Growth ability also began to riot, because a small Nether Iron, Ferrum could hardly control his body.
A series of low and dense sounds came from the cave. After ordinary metal is swallowed and decomposed by Ferrum, it will be converted into nutrients for the body, but Nether Iron always retains its own properties.
It has been broken down, but cannot be converted into nutrients, and it is unwilling to attach itself to the chromium skeleton.
"I need to incorporate a new sequence into my bloodline."
Ferrum's deep breathing, Heavy-Metal Dragon's bloodline is filled with heavy metal elements. As Chrome Dragon, the metal element in Ferrum's bloodline is of course chromium. He keeps Bloodline Refinement, and it is these chromium elements that are strengthened.
But at this moment, under the influence of his talent, Nether Iron is joining his bloodline sequence.
"Are you okay?"
A half-dragon appeared behind the iron gate. Seeing Ferrum's appearance, he felt slightly uneasy. "Do you need me to inform the lord?"
"It's okay."
Ferrum shook his head and stood up. He gradually adapted to the physical discomfort. Nether Iron was still digesting. This process may take a long time.
He saw the blood food brought by the half-dragon, took a few steps closer, lowered his head and started eating.
The pain continued. While eating, Ferrum diverted his attention and said, "What's your name?"
"Shiva."
"I heard you call Tungsten Dragon Lord father, but you are not True Dragon, you are just a half-dragon."
"Yes, my mother was a human. She died in childbirth when she gave birth to me."
"Sorry."
Ferrum said that he shouldn't have said this word. Archaic Species was very different from a half-dragon in identity, but Shiva was very powerful and had sent blood food. A casual word of comfort was nothing.
"It's okay, it was already twenty years ago."
Shiva shook his head. "I have never met my mother, but my father is very good to me."
"Can you give me charcoal and parchment? I can't leave here, but I have to be summoned."
Shiva nodded in agreement. When he came back, Ferrum had just finished eating the raw meat in front of him.
Ferrum After several attempts, dragons' claws and toes are not good at writing, and their bodies are still trembling slightly, so it seems a little difficult.
"Do you need my help?"
Shiva said proactively.
Ferrum thought for a while and nodded in agreement. His letter was not an ulterior secret. It was just sent to Afterglow, Kेलaili and Nurturer to explain his current situation and arrangements for his territory.
"I originally wanted to comfort you and tell you not to hold grudge against your father, but now it seems that you have already figured it out."
Shiva finished writing the letter and collected it. "Is there anything you want to eat tonight? Or raw beef?"
"I don't like raw food. I'm like a wild beast. If you can, please make me some dishes with more portions." Ferrum said.
The half-dragon nodded, turned and left the dungeon.
Ferrum withdrew his gaze, looked at the claw toes in front of him, held it empty and then stretched it out. The chrome metal horny claws that were originally as white as marble have now turned black and gray, with trace amounts of Ghost-Iron Element deposited, and a glimmering dark light flashed past.
"That's good, the affairs of the platform have been put on the right track. We can digest Nether Iron here, and we can eat and drink Water-Subduing Fort food for free."
Ferrum was a little happy and closed his eyes to take a nap. Because of the addition of Ghost-Iron Element, his bloodline, which had been stagnant for two years and had not changed, was also loosened, and Golden Gate opened up again.