Chapter 110 Dragon Feast Crystal, the possibility of the immortal dragon obtaining mythical power!
'Dragon Demon' Andy doesn't want to die yet.

After seeing that the other side might have a 6th-ring necromancer, he turned around and ran without thinking.

The combination of the chaotic will and the power of dragon feast made his brain not work well at this moment. The instincts of killing, madness, and bloodthirstiness made him extremely violent.

But survival is the instinct of all living things. Even though his brain was completely occupied by blood, his mind immediately became clear after he sensed the danger.

He used the little mythical power that was left in him, flapping the wings behind him that looked like both devil wings and dragon wings, and flew quickly into the distance.

But just then——

A thick vine was tied around his legs, making it impossible for Andy to break free.

Upton, who had transformed into a wood elf again at some point, was now standing in the swamp, wounded and breathless, smiling at him.

As semi-spellcasters, druids' main spells are transformation.

Other spells related to nature can also be used as surprise attacks against non-spellcasters.

But facing pure spellcasters like mages and warlocks, it seems a little inadequate.

Upton did not waste his spell slots. He was waiting for this moment, at the critical moment, to bring death to this member of the Dragon Feast Cult who was brutally abusing his own people!

Andy, who had one leg tied, was panicked. Faced with this spell, he found it difficult to break free for a while.

And behind him, the fiery, acidic breath of myth from a real seven-ring dragon had completely enveloped him!

“Ahhhhh——————”

The acidic breath, as irritating as aqua regia, sprayed on Andy's body.

The cadres of the Dragon Feast Cult let out shrill screams.

It hurts, hurts, hurts!
Andy only felt unimaginable pain, licking every inch of his skin and devouring all his flesh, blood and bones.

"Let me die, let me die!!"

The dragon demon shouted loudly with a hoarse voice. The unbearable pain made him want to die quickly.

That terrible strong acid can corrode even rocks and steel.

Surrounded by this strong acid, Andy's dragon scales were burned, his skin was burned through, and his whole body began to melt like a candle.

The intense pain penetrated from the skin into the muscles, blood vessels, and bone marrow. The last of the mythical power was completely consumed by this strong acid breath.

A human body covered in white smoke fell from the sky and landed in the muddy swamp.

From a distance, you can see white smoke rising from the swamp, and hear the terrifying sizzling sound of acid corrosion.

When the sour-smelling white smoke dissipated, Andy's appearance was revealed.

At this time, the 'Dragon Demon' has lost its demon body and dragon feast power, and has returned to its original appearance.

He was no longer in human form, his body was covered with festering skin corroded by acid, blood bubbles were coming out of the skin, and his entire face was unrecognizable, all his facial features were corroded completely.

This disgusting sight is comparable to the scene where Deya previously had a person's internal organs eaten by insects before he died.

Andy was lying in the swamp, his body still trembling, as if he was breathing his last breath out like a nerve reflex.

I'm afraid that at this time only a priest above the eighth ring can save his life.

As if that wasn't enough, Upton transformed into an eagle once again, and used his sharp claws to frantically scratch Andy's 'corpse', causing his rotten flesh to fly everywhere, revealing his corroded bones and internal organs before stopping.

In this way, he was venting his hatred for Andy's massacre of his people.

Deya shook his head.

Previously, when Upton saw his tribesmen being abused, he looked very calm. It turned out that he was just suppressing his anger.

Now that his revenge has finally been achieved, he couldn't help but start whipping the corpse.

Andy's body has completely rotted, but it doesn't matter. As a six-ring warlock, his body and soul are still alive.

As long as this corpse is sewn up, it can still be made into a good undead creature.

Corpses are rarely intact, and Necromancers always need to sew and mend them. They all have extremely strong corpse-stitching skills.

Deya summoned a crow again, picked up the Dragon Feast Crystal on Andy's chest, put it in his mouth, and handed it to him.

The panel introduction for this crystal is no different from the previous ones, except that it will take a lot longer to use.

[Dragon Feast Crystal: Using it will allow the dragon to gain a short period of mythical power, which lasts for 1 minute]

'The crystal of a six-ringed Dragon Feast member can allow his dragon to use mythical power for one minute.'

When Deya thought of this, he suddenly had the urge to find trouble with the members of the Dragon Feast Cult and kill them all to accumulate the crystals.

Although the mythical power can only be used for one minute, the dragon's mythical power is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

But this thought only flashed through my mind, and it was just a thought.

According to Deya's understanding, this cult organization is very powerful, and their true top leaders are likely to be eight-ring or even nine-ring strongmen.

I wasn't trying to steal the crystal, I was giving away my life.

Deya didn't want to know how the Dragon Feast Cult made crystals.

This thing must be related to the dragon and will definitely offend the dragon.

It's really not worth it to offend the entire dragon clan for such a small thing.

But Deya also had an idea in mind.

If there were a more advanced Dragon Feast Crystal, would it be possible to allow my immortal dragon to obtain mythical power permanently without any time limit?
He felt that this possibility still existed!
Deya has been looking for ways to allow undead creatures to obtain mythical power, so that his heroic template undead creatures can be qualitatively enhanced.

Now, he has at least found the possibility of the bone dragon obtaining the power of myth. Having a goal is always better than being in the dark in the past.

"Upton, settle your people first, and kill those dog-headed people while you're at it."

Under the might of the Deya dragon, the gnolls were still lying on the ground trembling.

Most of the Swamp Slaad Dragons that had invested almost all their points in defense have already run away.

The good thing about the gnolls is that they will not resist even if you kill them in front of a real dragon.

After venting his anger, Upton nodded gratefully to Deya. Without saying any words of thanks, he quietly began to organize the wood elves and settle them.

The wood elves were extremely angry when faced with these gnolls who ate their own people.

Before, they had no ability to resist due to the existence of the Dragon Feast Cult. Now that all the members of the Dragon Feast Cult were dead, the wood elves were furious and killed all the surviving ogres.

Deya silently began to collect the bodies on the battlefield.

After becoming the 'Son of the Dark Moon', he obtained a negative energy space.

This space should have been opened up when the Dark Moon Goddess was alive, and it was a gift to the Son of God.

It was like a space storage bag, except that it could only store undead creatures and corpses. The bodies of the Dragon Feast Cult members were of very high quality and were directly taken back by Deya into the negative energy space.

Deya also kept the corpses of the swamp slaad dragons. He could try to sew these corpses together with other corpses to see if he could create new undead creatures.

For necromancers, creating new types of undead creatures is also one of their research topics.

If it is impossible to develop new undead creatures, then just use them as the raw materials of abominations and sew them together into abominations.

As for the body of the kobold, Deya only kept part of it because the quality of the kobold was too low.

When Deya was collecting the bodies, he also exchanged glances with Alfred's team of paladins.

Their expressions were complicated, and they even lowered their heads and dared not look at Deya.

The crows summoned by Deya, the abnormal state of his right eye, and his huge bone dragon all declared that he was related to the Dark Moon Goddess, the Son of God.

As believers of the Goddess of the Dawn and paladins of the Inquisition, they were restrained by not immediately starting to shout for war.

Deya had no intention of hiding his exposure.

Unless he stops using undead creatures and enhancing his own strength, it is only a matter of time before his identity is exposed.

We are all comrades-in-arms, so it’s better for us to keep out of each other’s way for now.

But when they meet again, maybe they are enemies, and Deya will kill the enemy without hesitation.

His purpose of coming here is to find the [forbidden item].

Now that Upton owes him a big favor, Deya can let Upton take him to the ruins. Now the mission is half completed.

Led by the druid Upton, the wood elves left the swamp in an orderly manner and prepared to return to their village.

The Paladin team also used divine power to perform emergency treatment on their two dying team members, and carried the stretchers back with the wood elves.

Along the way, most of the wood elves were quite kind to the team of paladins who saved their lives, except for a few who still had an instinctive disgust towards them.

This made Deya feel that his guess was correct, and that the instinctive disgust between humans and different races was not absolute.

It is not even necessary to reach the sixth ring. As long as both parties develop feelings for each other due to some opportunity, they will be able to restrain their disgust.

When the wood elves faced Deya, they truly treated him as their benefactor.

On the way back to the village, many wood elves came to thank him and invited him to their homes to taste delicious food and fruit wine.

Compared to their close relatives, the high elves, who are naturally proud, the wood elves are much more easy-going.

These wood elf girls are indeed very beautiful, with looks far superior to those of humans. Even the most ordinary-looking wood elf women are beauties in the eyes of humans.

Unfortunately, Deya did not see the stereotypical female wood elf wearing a cloak and holding a bow and arrow.

This is a standard wood elf village. Most of the people have no fighting ability, and those wood elves that have fighting ability have become food for the ogres.

After walking for a distance in the rainforest that was dizzy enough to make Deya dizzy, Deya finally saw the village of the wood elves.

Fences, tree houses, fruit trees everywhere, picked fruits and a small amount of meat drying in the sun are very natural and harmonious.

If it were on the plains, this would be an idyllic scene, but in the rainforest, feeling the humidity and heat, it would be a bit unpleasant.

“Our village has lived here for hundreds of years. The junction of the plains and the forest is actually more suitable for our survival, but it is full of humans and we have no ability to compete with them.

There are no humans in the rainforest. Although the environment here is a little worse, with a hot and humid climate and a lot of mosquitoes, being able to survive is the most important thing.”

Upton came to Deya and said, “…I really have to thank you this time. That six-ring warlock is stronger than I thought. He can even use the power of a dragon.

Without you, I would not be his opponent, and all my people would probably have suffered the same fate."

Upton spoke in a heavy tone, he knew very well that the people of the Dragon Feast Cult would not let them, the wood elves, go.

If all the dragon bones are dug up, these wood elves will inevitably be slaughtered and eaten by the kobolds.

"How are your injuries?"

Deya asked with concern.

Upton was bombarded by the warlock for a long time and his injuries were definitely serious.

"Haha, don't worry, as a druid, I have thick skin and strong flesh, this injury won't kill me.

I can sense your emotions, you are very eager to get to the ruins, but I think we should still rest for a while and recover. "

Deya nodded in agreement with Upton's suggestion.

He was indeed very anxious, but Deya also knew that he couldn't be anxious.

Now that he knew that there were still members of the Dragon Feast Cult going to search for the ruins and that there might be more battles afterwards, he had to recover his condition even more.

Upton continued, “On the way to the ruins, there is a Flinders Gnoll tribe, with nearly a hundred Gnolls in that tribe.

It will not be easy for those members of the Dragon Feast Cult to pass through there. They will have to go through a tough battle, which will greatly delay their time."

"Flinder Gnoll?"

After hearing the news, Deya felt relieved temporarily.

This type of gnoll is extremely ferocious, and an adult gnoll has the strength of the third to fourth ring.

Even though they do not have the expertise and abilities of extraordinary professionals, such a tribe is enough to scare away any adventure team.

Generally speaking, unless the team members are extremely powerful, the best solution when facing such organized Flinder Jackals is to send in the army.

Even if the Dragon Feast Cult still has sixth-ring or even seventh-ring figures, it will still take a lot of time to pass through the areas occupied by these ferocious gnolls.

It mainly focuses on the recovery and replenishment of mythical power after its consumption.

"The power bestowed upon me by the 'Watcher of Balance' is almost exhausted, and it will take some time to fully recover.

If you need to go to the ruins immediately, Deya, I'm afraid I can't help you much."

Upton looked guilty and embarrassed.

Having exhausted all his mythical power and being injured, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

In this situation, all he can do is probably just be a guide.

Deya didn't care and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as you can take me to the ruins, Upton, I can't recognize the road in this rain forest."

Deya now has a seven-ring bone dragon and a dragon feast crystal that can be used for one minute. He is confident that he can give it a try and grab the forbidden ring.

He glanced again at the wooden box he had brought with him.

Patricia hasn't woken up since the world recalled her. It seems that helping her become the 'Son of the Dark Moon' last time really exhausted her.

Otherwise, if he had Patricia, he would have another trump card to summon the power of the 'Dark Moon Goddess'.

(End of this chapter)