Vecna, who was asked this question by Linton, was really confused. She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the current situation seemed that she couldn't help but answer. From the attitude of Fenrir Wolf, it had already seen that
When he came out, it was obvious that his guess that this strange power was given to Fenrir wolf by this human was correct. Now this wolf obviously listens to this human's words.
Although Vecna still can't figure out what is going on with this human being, now is not the time to talk about that. People are knives and fish, and now that the butcher's knife is on its neck, it can only answer Linton's question first.
ah.
After hearing Vecna's answer, Linton was very unhappy. It was obvious that the breeding value of the giant dragon was 0. Let's not talk about anything else. The general lifespan of a giant dragon is about 1,500 years old, and it is considered an official adult after 300 years old.
So Linton is raising a baby dragon now, and he can eat it after 300 years. Is this fun? By then, the grass on his grave will have grown into a space elevator, okay?
"Chop it." The plan failed. Linton became angry and waved his hand.
"etc!"
Linton was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand to stop the Fenrir wolf who was about to attack. There were two voices shouting "Wait," and one of them was naturally Vecna, but Linton wouldn't let what he yelled.
Stopped, but the problem was that Linton heard a voice coming from behind him. It was Dane's voice, telling him to stop.
Linton turned his head, and sure enough it was Dane who was coming over. Linton was mainly confused as to why Dane wanted to stop him: "What's wrong?"
"Does Master Sword Master want to kill this dragon?" Dane asked.
"Of course, isn't this waiting for dinner?" Linton said.
"Lord Sword Master, I have a suggestion, why not sign a servant contract with this dragon?" Dane said.
"It's the kind of contract that makes it listen to my words. There really is one." Linton said.
"Yes, as far as I know, there were dragon knights who signed a contract with the dragon clan a long time ago." Dane said, "It's just that they no longer exist now."
"I agree." Vecna here said quickly, "I am willing to sign the contract."
Yes, it has discovered that Linton is really going to chop it down. How long will it take if it doesn’t ask for mercy? It doesn’t want to die.
"No need." However, Linton waved his hand directly, "Why keep this useless thing? All I want now is a feast of dragon meat."
"Master Sword Master, please listen to me." Dane here said, "I wonder if Master Sword Master has ever heard of something called the Sublime Dragon's Blood Potion, or the Rebirth Potion."
"I don't know anything about potions." Linton said, "I've never heard of it. What is this potion used for?"
"This legendary potion can allow the person who takes it to gain the power of a dragon. Not only can the body be strengthened, but even severed limbs can be regenerated." Dane said here, pausing for emphasis.
"Oh?" Linton naturally understood what Dane meant instantly. Yes, his nephew Garsain's hand was broken, wasn't it? Dane was obviously talking about this when he said this now, "So the raw materials of this potion are
Is it dragon blood?”
"No, no, no, the raw material of ordinary dragon blood potions is dragon blood, but the sublime dragon blood potion requires dragon blood essence. This kind of blood essence is not easy to obtain, even if you kill the dragon, you can't get it, because
When the dragon dies, the essence and blood in his body will be lost quickly, and it will no longer be available, so the only option is to let the dragon hand over the essence and blood itself," Dane said.
"That's it." Linton nodded, understanding what Dane meant. It cannot be obtained under normal circumstances, but after the dragon signed a contract and became his little brother, he could let it be handed over.
"However, this potion can only be refined by Master Mengkra, a master of alchemy a hundred years ago. There is only one person who has drank this potion, and that person is the Dragon Lord Iglis. Lord Iglis is drinking this potion.
Before, he was just an ordinary person with disabled legs, but now he is one of the strongest beings in the entire continent." Dane said.
"Now?" Linton was stunned for a moment, "Is this guy still alive now?"
"Yes, Master Sword Master." Dane said, "Master Iglis is probably over 140 years old now, but he is not very old. This should be the effect of the rebirth potion, which gave him the power of the dragon.
Along with strength, he may also have acquired some characteristics of the dragon clan, such as longevity."
"What about this master alchemist Monkra you are talking about?" Linton asked.
"Master Mengkra has passed away a long time ago, a hundred years ago." Dane said, "But he still has disciples. I just don't know if the method of making the potion has been passed down to his disciples. If so, I
I think there should be no problem in letting his disciples help with the refining, after all, who doesn’t want to surpass his master?”
"And you know where his disciple is now, right?" Linton said.
"Yes, sir, although not many people know about it, our Black Hand Guild happens to have information about this master alchemist," Dane said.
It was obvious that Dane still wanted to show his kindness. Linton defeated several Warcraft and the dragon Vecna so powerfully. He originally wanted to show Dane again. Linton, the Black Hand Guild, was naturally interested in assassination and the like.
Linton is not interested, but Linton is really a bit greedy for the other party's intelligence network. Judging from the current situation, the effect seems to be pretty good. At least from Dane's attitude, Linton has already understood that the other party is going this way.
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"Listening to what you said, it seems that I really want to keep it. After all, my nephew is so cute." Linton touched his chin, then looked at Vecna next to him, "Here, count your luck, kneel down quickly."
Vecna felt extremely uncomfortable, but there was no way. Soon, a magic circle lit up on top of its head. Because it had learned Ancient One's magic, Linton felt that the other party had separated part of its soul and given it to him.
Although I haven't understood the effect of this magic yet, I still vaguely feel the connection between myself and Vecna.
At the end of the ceremony, Linton probably felt that the dragon was not playing any tricks. He snapped his fingers, and the powerful Susanoo on the Fenrir wolf next to him disappeared. Of course, the giant sword nailed to Vecna also disappeared.
Then it disappeared. A large amount of dragon blood quickly flowed out from the large hole penetrated by the giant sword, and Vecna couldn't help but scream.
But soon, a layer of ice appeared on Vecna's wound, which directly sealed the bleeding of the wound. It should be her own way of treatment, but the hole in the back was sealed. Vecna here immediately
He started vomiting a lot of blood again, and the situation was a bit bad, but seeing that it could heal himself, he should be able to survive. Linton couldn't help him anyway.
"I have some healing potions here, but I don't know if they can be effective on dragons." Dane next to him took out a few alchemy bottles and said. He naturally had these things with him.
"You go and try it." Linton waved his hand, and then looked at Fenrir Wolf next to him, "If you accept this dragon, the pet slot seems a little nervous."
With a "plop", as soon as Linton finished speaking, the Fenrir wolf here quickly lay down on the ground, folding its limbs and exposing its abdomen, probably to show obedience, for fear that Linton would turn his head and tear it apart.
"Is this delicious?" Linton pointed at Fenrir wolf and asked Dane next to him.
"Sir, I have never eaten it." Dane also didn't know what to say.
Fenrir Wolf was sweating profusely. He thought for a moment, stared at Linton with his big watery eyes, and then shouted: "Woof."
To be honest, the other party was trying his best to act cute. Linton seemed to be still studying the question of whether to eat or not. Dane, who was next to him, thought about it and said, "Master Sword Master, what do you mean by the pet slot?"
"There is another cat at home. We just caught a dragon here and we can't raise it any more," Linton said.
"" Dane once again didn't know what to say. On this continent, battle pets are still very popular. Many people will also tame Warcraft as war pets. But high-level ninth-level Warcraft like Fenrir Wolf, most people really don't know what to say.
Being able to regain it felt like eight lifetimes worth of merit, but Linton actually said he couldn't afford it. It can only be said that Dane really couldn't keep up with this adult's thinking.
"Well, I can bring my own rations, wow." Fenrir Wolf quickly raised his hand and said.
Dane looked at the Fenrir wolf here speechlessly. Is this the majesty of the legendary ninth-level monster that surpasses the holy level? It's really funny.
"Well, okay, considering the nice fur, it's really comfortable to sit on." Linton thought for a while.
Fenrir Wolf was very happy. He climbed up from the ground and started licking. Yes, this was a real licking dog. Anyway, after seeing Linton's strength, it had nothing to do. It couldn't run away, and it couldn't be beaten.
I can start licking.
"Then please give me a name, Master." Fenrir Wolf here said. Fenrir Wolf is just a racial name. Unlike dragons, ordinary Warcraft will not name themselves, but those raised by humans
Generally speaking, they all have names. For example, the previous Banshik was the name given by the previous emperor of the Tomlian Empire. Now it has turned into a licking dog. Hurry up and find a name first, and save Linton.
Use it as food.
"Okay, then you can call me Licking from now on." Linton didn't have much talent for naming. He originally wanted to be named Licking Dog, but thinking about the textbook jokes of the previous two-dimensional seniors, he couldn't let it go too far.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Your name is Shiv."
"Shiv?" For some reason, when Linton said the first half of the sentence, Fenrir Wolf suddenly felt a chill and had a premonition that he was going to have a particularly stupid name, but he didn't expect that Linton actually said it.
A name that seems pretty nice, "I like this name."
"As long as you like it, practice your teeth well and then go back and make a weapon specially for you." Linton nodded.
This chapter has been completed!