A way

Redd showed no favoritism, feeding Dalang and Sanlang some eggshell fragments as well.

Soon, the three little heads had divided up every last fragment in his hand.

Redd gently stroked them, soothing them for a while before turning his attention back to the system description.

Suddenly, he noticed a small plus sign beside the pet's name. Curious, he tapped it.

After the page changed, Redd saw a brand-new function-he could use evolution points to strengthen his pets and accelerate their growth.

But when he checked the evolution points on the system panel, he was surprised to discover that the number displayed was actually zero!

This meant he currently had no evolution points to use.

It seemed that if he wanted to accelerate King Ghidorah's growth, he would need to collect more evolution points.

Redd pondered for a moment, recalling how he had obtained evolution points before. It seemed they had all come from killing.

Would he need to do the same this time? He decided to first check how many evolution points King Ghidorah needed to reach the next stage.

After a few operations, the system panel clearly displayed: (0/10).

In other words, King Ghidorah needed only 10 evolution points to evolve to the next stage.

Although that number did not seem large, Redd had no idea how to collect even a single evolution point.

But that was all right, he thought. He could take his time experimenting and figuring it out later.

Next, Redd turned his attention to the black dragon Ehm's condition.

He opened Ehm's status panel, then tapped "Curse" again to inspect it.

This time, rather than informing him that he lacked permission as before, the system quickly displayed detailed information about the curse.

According to the system's description, this curse was called the "Resentment Curse" and consisted of illusory vengeful spirits formed when a deity's followers willingly sacrificed their souls.

Once one of these spirits invaded a creature's body, it would live within it as a parasite, constantly consuming its flesh, blood, and vitality.

After the target died, these spirits would not dissipate. Instead, they would continue to exist in various fleshy forms and seek their next target.

After reading this description of the curse, Redd could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

He had never imagined that such a terrifying curse had actually come from a deity!

It seemed the destruction of the Valyria Freehold Empire had not merely been caused by a terrible natural disaster, but had been the earth-shattering work of a god.

One could not help wondering just how House Targaryen had angered this deity back then to bring about such an enormous catastrophe.

Redd could not help sinking into thought, imagining House Targaryen's past glory and might.

With their blood and fire magic, they must have stood at the very pinnacle of the world in their time.

Yet even such a powerful house had ultimately suffered annihilation because they had crossed a deity's bottom line.

Although House Targaryen's fate was regrettable, Redd had to admit that their past achievements were truly astonishing.

That even a deity could not tolerate them and had personally acted to destroy them was enough to prove that their mastery of magic had reached its absolute peak.

Redd silently resolved to search these ruins thoroughly next and see whether he could find any books or objects related to magic.

Perhaps these precious legacies could help him gain a deeper understanding of House Targaryen's magic, and he might even draw some inspiration from them to improve his own strength.

Before continuing his exploration, however, Redd decided to check whether there was a way to remove the curse.

After all, these ruins might conceal all sorts of unknown dangers and curses. Finding a way to remove them would undoubtedly make his exploration safer.

After spending some time navigating the system, Redd finally found the relevant information.

The system showed two ways to remove the curse: the first was to use a deity's power to expel it, and the second was to wear it away with a powerful bloodline.

Looking at these two methods, Redd could not help feeling somewhat troubled.

A deity's power was not so easy to obtain, and he was not sure whether his own bloodline was powerful enough to wear away the curse.

This really was a thorny problem!

Redd gave it careful thought. As for the first option, a deity's power, he truly had no idea where to begin.

After all, he had never even met a deity, so how could he hope to seek out that elusive divine power?

But at the mention of the second option, a powerful bloodline, King Ghidorah immediately came to Redd's mind.

King Ghidorah was still young, however, and his strength had yet to fully manifest, so he could not be of use for now.

Then Redd suddenly had a flash of inspiration, recalling the special connection that allowed him and King Ghidorah to share abilities.

Since he possessed the same abilities as King Ghidorah, and even his two additional bloodlines had only appeared after King Ghidorah hatched...

Could he try testing it with his own blood?

Putting thought into action, Redd prepared to climb down from the dragon's back without hesitation.

But when he glanced down at the steaming volcanic lava rock below, he could not help having second thoughts.

After all, the skin on his feet was nowhere near as thick as dragonhide. If he accidentally burned himself, it would hardly be worth it.

After weighing his options, Redd ultimately decided to abandon the idea.

It seemed he could only wait until they returned to the dragon's lair to try it.

He gently patted the black dragon Ehm's scales, conveying his intention to return.

The black dragon Ehm understood and immediately began a running takeoff.

A powerful beat of his enormous leathery wings whipped up a strong current of air that roared past like a gale.

With repeated beats of his wings, the black dragon Ehm gradually rose into the air, left the crater, and sped toward the dragon's lair.

Although the sky was still shrouded in predawn darkness, Redd resolutely decided to return to the dragon's lair.

After all, Dragonfire had already ravaged the ground, leaving it in utter disarray, so Redd abandoned the idea of having the black dragon Ehm fly low and bathe the earth in pitch-black Dragonfire once more.

After returning to the dragon's lair atop the Broken Volcano, Redd leaped lightly down from the dragon's back,

then gently reached out and softly stroked Ehm's hard snout, as though soothing a child.

Next, without hesitation, he drew the sharp longsword at his waist,

and unhesitatingly cut a deep gash across his palm. Blood immediately poured from the wound like a spring.

Redd carefully held his bleeding palm in front of Ehm's snout, signaling for him to open his enormous mouth.