Ten days ago, Rollo Uhoris left the Torture Abyss in an inconspicuous medium-sized paddle boat.
Before leaving, Liu Qian instructed him to release the news of the torture abyss changing hands there after buying the repair materials.
Rollo squeezed out a comprehensible smile: "Understand, my lord, you are trying to lure those fish to take the bait." "
Liu Qian nodded, Torture Abyss had just changed hands, if some daring pirates dared to come to the troubled waters to fish, it would just hit him.
Watching the shadow of the boat disappear into the sea mist, Liu Qian turned around and walked towards the depths of the torture abyss.
In the past few days, Janice has traveled almost every corner of the Torture Abyss where she can set foot, sowing seven or eight batches of seeds.
The result is no exception.
Those seedlings always struggled to emerge, and the leaves quickly became covered with gray and dead air, the veins were scorched black, and then completely withered.
What remains in the air is not the strange smell of the expected magical plants, but a bitter taste.
In the cold storage cave, Liu Qian found Janice.
She was flipping through the thick parchment notes brought from Tria by the faint light of the oil lamp belonging to the blood wizard.
Her silver hair shimmered in the dim light, and her brows furrowed.
"Or not?" Liu Qian's voice was particularly clear in the stone cave.
Janice closed her notes, her movements with a hint of imperceptible exhaustion.
"I've tried everywhere, the seeds can wake up, but they can't live, the soil, the light, the humidity... I have adjusted everything that can be adjusted, it's useless..."
She picked up her notes, running her fingers through the obscure runes and illustrations.
"There is no planting method in the blood wizard's notes, only the collection record."
She raised her eyes to look at Liu Qian, her purple eyes looking deep in the shadows, "I've been thinking about a question, if the blood wizard knew how to plant, he would have let the Tria people plant it long ago, why take the risk of sending people to search around?" "
Liu Qian leaned against a cold stone cabinet, his knuckles unconsciously tapping on the rough wooden surface.
He also thought about this.
He paused, "But he made an elixir with ghost grass to suppress your blood magic 'curse', this method must have a source, otherwise how did he know?" "
Janice guessed: "Maybe the blood wizard lied, the potion is not made by ghost grass, and the ghost grass has other uses." "
Liu Qian pondered, this is indeed possible.
For some ulterior secret, the blood wizard explained the purpose of collecting ghost grass as an elixir to suppress the curse of blood magic.
So, what is its true purpose?
Liu Qian suddenly thought of a possibility, the blood wizard needed so much ghost grass, it was likely to have something to do with some kind of forbidden blood magic.
The blood wizard synthesized the chimera and was thinking of trying to resurrect the dragon, would these need ghost grass?
The blood wizard claims to take his body, will this unheard of strange magic need ghost grass?
Liu Qian only felt that things were getting more and more confusing, and behind the ghost grass, there must be a huge secret hidden.
He shook his head and temporarily suppressed this disturbing conjecture: "Since the plan to plant ghost grass has failed, we must prepare for the worst, and if this is the case, the dragon is quite important to us. "
The dragon is not human, and as it grows, the magic in its body becomes more and more powerful.
Liu Qian had speculated many reasons before, but in Tria's books, Janice found the answer.
Dragons grow by eating, which accelerates the absorption of external magic and increases their size.
Therefore, if they hatch a demon dragon, even during the low tide of magic, the magic power in their bodies will not grow as slowly as a snail like Liu Qian is now.
More importantly, the Flame Knight and Liu Qian have a dragon blood contract, and they can ride the dragon hatched through Liu Qian's magic, and after the dragon grows up in the future, Jelena and Janice can become dragon knights.
He led them to his bedroom deep in the sea cave.
In order to ensure safety, the nine dragon egg fossils have been placed in the iron and wooden box next to his pillow.
The heavy lid was lifted, and in the dim light, nine huge pebbles of different colors and textures lay quietly on the soft flannel, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
"Choose," Liu Qian said, "Which one do you want to awaken?" "
Janice lingered between the dragon eggs and finally landed on a light purple dragon egg.
The eggshell has subtle, nebula-like purple lines.
She stretched out her hand and gently brushed her fingertips over the cold surface.
"I choose this."
Liu Qian had a trace of doubt in his heart.
Purple dragon?
In the vast dragon genealogy of the Targaryen family, this color does not seem to have been recorded.
But the dragon hatched from this color should be very beautiful.
Jelena hardly hesitated.
Her eyes swept over the dragon egg and finally stopped at a silver-white dragon egg.
The eggshell is smooth, and the color is as cold as cold iron in the moonlight, revealing a sharp beauty.
She picked it up and moved calmly.
There are two left to awaken.
Liu Qian's eyes were firmly attracted by the blood-red dragon egg for the first time.
It was not as silent as other dragon egg fossils, and in the dim light, it seemed that there was a scarlet light slowly flowing deep in the eggshell, exuding a primitive and dangerous temptation.
He held it in his hand without thinking.
It feels cold to the touch, but it seems that you can feel the violent power that lies dormant inside.
His gaze shifted to the remaining dragon eggs in the box.
He wanted to choose a dragon egg that was completely different from the blood-red dragon egg, such as the bronze dragon egg, or the dragon egg with sea blue spots.
But after hesitation, his finger reached out to another deep black and red dragon egg.
The egg was pitch black, like the deepest midnight.
The surface of the eggshell is not smooth, but is covered with swirling dark red lines.
A deep and heavy sense of power that seemed to swallow all light came to my face.
Liu Qian picked it up, thinking that this color was somewhat similar to Drogeng.
Four dragon eggs were selected and placed on the table.
Light purple, silvery white, blood red, black red.
They lay there quietly, waiting for the opportunity to be awakened.
Liu Qian nodded, he was already prepared.
Before coming, he had transferred all the nine hundred bundles of precious ghost grass to the depths of a hidden sea cave outside the bedroom.
He walked outside and began to absorb the huge magic contained in the ghost grass.
The magic of the ghost grass seed was like an invisible torrent, pulled by his will, and injected into his body violently.
Forty thousand... 80,000... 120,000... 160,000... Two hundred thousand... Two hundred and twenty thousand!
The feeling of being full of magic filled his limbs and bones was the limit he could currently hold - a full 220,000 points of magic!
In addition to his original 40,000 mana, he absorbed 180,000 mana in one go.
Since the limit of magic could only awaken three dragon eggs first, Liu Qian immediately locked the two dragon eggs of Janice and Jelena and the blood-red dragon egg he chose for the first time.
[Dragon Bloodline]!
Liu Qian opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be a golden light in the depths of his pupils.
An invisible coercion from the ancient blood spread out, and the air in the room seemed to be a little heavier.
Under the skin at the center of his eyebrows, a blazing golden light suddenly lit up, like the core of a furnace.
Immediately afterwards, three drops of blazing golden dragon blood condensed to the extreme, exuding a scorching halo and a majestic aura of desolation, like a life-giving star, slowly seeped out of the center of the eyebrows and floated in the air.
Each of them turned into a subtle but irresistible golden streamer, and was accurately and silently immersed in the three dragon egg fossils.
Buzz——
The huge magic power was instantly drained, and the feeling of fullness and fullness quickly subsided like a low tide.
Liu Qian's face turned slightly white, and a trace of over-exhaustion passed between his eyebrows.
But his eyes still did not hesitate at all, and he sank into meditation again, and the remaining ghost grass in the sea cave gushed out a surging torrent of magic again.
This time, he accurately absorbed 100,000 points of mana, in addition to awakening the 70,000 mana of the dragon egg, he also restored his original 40,000 mana and refilled the almost dry source.
Finally, his eyes fell on the black and red dragon egg that froze in the midnight waves.