Breeding Dragons From Today Chapter 164
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Chapter 164: The Second Saint-Level Dragon Charged into the Ancient Ruins
As a pure-bred undead dragon, Hades’ soul flames were quite attractive to ordinary undead creatures, so it was often blocked by some skeleton soldiers who were quite strong.
Hades shook its tail and prepared to run away.
It was the same last time it came. It ran and dodged all the way. When the death aura in its body was almost fully digested, and its body had grown, it could return to its master’s side.
A black shadow flashed by in an instant, and the roar of the undead horse could be heard.
Hades slowly raised his head and met the cold eyes of the dark knight.
The dark knight slowly pulled out the knight’s spear that was stuck in the skull of the skeleton soldier lord.
Hades let out a joyful sound and ran up to eat it.
After it finished eating the soul flames of the skeleton soldier, the dark knight gave it a deep look, then turned around and walked forward.
Hades was stunned. The scarlet light in its eyes flickered a few times, and it soon followed behind.
It felt that it did not need to run away in the underworld anymore.
…
“How is this body?”
Frederick moved his limbs in satisfaction and answered respectfully, “Very good. There is still the aura of death in the body. I am very satisfied.”
His current body was the corpse of a necromancer whose soul had been taken away by the dark knights. At last, he had a body that could be used as a walking human.
Looking at the aura of death all over his body, Joelson frowned and said, “Is this okay?”
Frederick laughed embarrassedly. The aura of death on his body quickly disappeared and was not revealed at all.
Looking at him again, he looked like an ordinary mage with a pale face and a gloomy expression.
Many mages who were obsessed with magic research had strange personalities. However, a mage like Frederick did not seem so strange.
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“As a Necromancer, how to perfectly hide yourself is the most important thing. If you can only stay like a mouse in the swamp of the dead, where the sun cannot be seen, eternal life will not be fun at all.”
Frederick’s face had the indifference of a thousand-year-old lich.
Joelson took out a magic map and looked at it briefly.
“There are a few days left before we can walk out of the swamp of the dead. After passing through the Dwarven Kingdom, we will soon arrive at the king’s City of Inmotati.”
The map marked the area of the Mountain Dwarven Kingdom, which was in the shape of a hammer.
“The mountainous dwarves have the most outstanding master forger in the entire continent. It is said that during the planar war, they used their entire clan’s strength to forge weapons that could kill gods.”
“I think master still lacks a suitable staff. Don’t miss this opportunity,” Frederick said.
Having an old lich by your side only had this bit of benefit. His rich knowledge could always give you advice.
Joelson took out the tungsten wood magic staff inlaid with a tier 9 magic beast core and frowned. “Can’t I use this magic staff?”
Frederick chuckled. “If the mountain dwarves see this piece of trash, cough, cough, they’ll jump on your nose and curse. This is a waste of good materials.”
Even an exquisite dwarf blacksmith could use the same material to forge a weapon several times better than this magic staff.
‘With a tier 9 magic beast core and good materials, I could theoretically forge a legendary staff. If my master had a legendary staff, I might not need to summon a dragon in the last battle in the Akenshi tribe, and I would have no choice but to retreat.’
Joelson had some thoughts.
He had never paid much attention to these aspects.
Because the magic staff gave him the value of casting speed. For an existence like Joelson who could cast any magic at will, it didn’t mean much.
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But according to Frederick, he really should change his weapon.
He had a lot of precious materials on him.
In the space of the Dragon God’s Ranch.
Accompanied by a dragon’s roar, the dragon flag that flickered with a metallic luster fell, and the fifth victory symbol was imprinted on the dragon flag.
The steel dragon’s momentum of victory was strong. It looked down at the entire field, its dark golden eyes staring at Du Lu.
Both sides had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes as if they wanted to have a fight.
However, the first thing that Joelson paid attention to was the lottery roulette in the Dragon God Arena.
The winning points had once again accumulated to five points, and he could proceed to the next lottery draw.
A satisfied smile appeared on Joelson’s face.
The result did not disappoint him.
Holy Dragon Fruit: Growth Value + 20,000.
After the steel dragon swallowed the fruit, Joelson would have a second holy-level dragon.
The holy dragon fruit appeared in Joelson’s hand. It was a strange fruit the size of a human head.
The fruit was golden in color, and its skin was like dragon scales.
The steel dragon stared at the fruit in Joelson’s hand, and its usually cold eyes showed a trace of desire.
It was desire.
Joelson threw the holy dragon fruit to the steel dragon. The steel dragon growled and caught it steadily.
The holy dragon fruit turned into a golden light and merged into its body.
The growth value on the steel dragon’s stats window instantly increased by 20,000 points.
In the next moment, the steel dragon’s body, which was as heavy as steel, began to shine with a dazzling light.
It slowly rose into the air and stretched its body, bursting out with a shocking dragon roar.
The steel dragon’s body began to gradually expand, being dyed in a dark golden color bit by bit.
Until all the changes were over, the steel dragon advanced.
Combat Power: 28,800
The steel dragon’s body had completely turned dark gold like its pupils, giving off an indescribable sense of nobility.
Crouching in the air, it was like a steel fortress.
Just like Du Lu, the steel dragon’s combat power had also soared to more than twice that of an ordinary saint-level.
Joelson estimated that even if the steel dragon received his meteor shower head-on, it would still be unharmed.
“Roar!”
A red and a golden light intertwined.
Joelson felt a headache coming on.
These two guys couldn’t wait to have a big fight since they had just advanced.
It was a pity.
This time, there was still no suspense.
After returning from the ancient ruins, Du Lu’s combat strength had already exceeded 30,000.
The temperature of the flames it spat out was frighteningly high, as if even the steel dragon’s metal body could melt.
The steel dragon kept retreating.
As a metal dragon, being bullied by an elemental dragon of the same level caused its pride to suffer a setback.
Du Lu’s attack hit the steel dragon hard on the ground.
It spread its wings and let out a high-pitched dragon roar. It already had the demeanor of a Dragon King.
The steel dragon let out a low roar. Its dark golden eyes were filled with unwillingness. Before Joelson could react, it had already transformed into a flash of light and charged into the whirlpool of the ancient ruins.
“Damn it.”
Joelson could not help but curse in a low voice.
The steel dragon had just finished its battle with Du Lu. It had not even fully recovered from its injuries when it directly entered the ancient ruins.
When Du Lu came back last time, he was covered in wounds. Joelson still remembered that the steel dragon was courting death by rushing in like that!
The dragon race was really too proud.
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