Chapter 1556 Are We Going to Use the Dragon Corpse as a Mountain to Climb?
"Except for those of our dragon clan who die outside and cannot come back, anyone who can foresee his own death will try his best to return to Dragon Island and be buried in a dragon tomb."
Flying over the remains of the ancestral golden dragon Ezequiel, the golden dragon Targaryen also gradually lowered its altitude and flew downwards. While flying, he explained to Gretel:
"The Dragon Tomb can protect our sleep and prevent our bodies from being damaged by the outside world; and when our power escapes in the Dragon Tomb, it will also flow back to the Dragon Island through the Dragon Tomb, making our descendants stronger..."
Grete looked left and right. The magicians around him were all concentrating on their surroundings, as if they didn't hear Jin Huanglong's voice at all.
Perhaps it is true that this legendary Jin Huanglong senior said some words to him alone. In his opinion, others are outsiders and are not qualified to hear the secrets of the Dragon Clan.
He pretended not to notice, just nodded, and activated the communication technique to ask Jin Huanglong for advice:
"So senior, where should we go next? Where is the appropriate place to go to request the dragon soul? Is it to the tombs of the legendary seniors, or to other places?"
"Even if the legendary dragons die, their souls are extremely tough and will take a long time to wear away." Jin Huanglong pondered:
"The dragon soul under the legend will dissipate relatively quickly. It is possible to find a dozen places, but you may not be able to harvest it... It depends on your needs. If you are not in a hurry, I will take you slowly. Turn around..."
Gretel couldn't make his own decision on this issue. After Jinhuanglong flew for most of the day and landed for a short rest, he discussed it with the magicians, especially the two necromancers.
It is extremely rare that two necromancers have differences:
"Legendary! Of course it is a legend! Even if only a little bit of the legendary dragon soul is dissipated, it is still extremely powerful in nature! If you are not afraid of moving, you can easily survive if you move it into a dragon egg!"
"I'm afraid it's not easy for the dragon eggs to survive..." Another necromancer expressed his opposition clearly:
"What kind of intensity is the legendary dragon soul? Even if most of it is dissipated, it is not something ordinary creatures can bear! Even the dragon clan may not be able to bear it, let alone the dragon beast eggs!
A big church pillar is crammed into a small shabby house. The small shabby house must not fall apart? ! "
Gretel looked at this and that, and felt that what they said made sense. As for who is more reasonable, or whose experimental plan is more likely to succeed, that is beyond the scope of his knowledge.
It’s no joke to have specializations in the arts!
"So, where are the others?"
He looked around and asked the other magicians for their opinions. Archmage Mengsk of the plastic energy system held the staff in his hand, took two slight steps outward, and felt the fluctuations of the surrounding elements, with a serious expression on his face:
"If I walk near the remains of non-legendary dragons, I should be able to break up the elemental storm and protect everyone's safety. It shouldn't be difficult to spread out a little bit and explore some resources.
However, if you explore the remains of the legendary dragon clan, you must always be under the protection of the dragon and cannot wander around at will. By then, the harvest in terms of resources will be less..."
"Relatively few, but high level." The alchemist of the transmutation department shook his head in disapproval:
"Why do you all take the risk to come to the Dragon Tomb? Is it just for some materials below legendary? Those materials are also available outside, are they worth paying such a high price?"
This is true. Three or four magicians around nodded silently, and even Elder Knox said softly:
"If it's not particularly dangerous, it's best to walk around the remains of the legendary dragon clan. Everyone is at this level and hopes to advance to legend. It would be best to gain more insights..."
"We must go to the legendary remains!" Maple Servilia also chimed in. As he spoke, he unfolded a little of the tree crown and woven it into a small umbrella above Gretel's head, shaking it with a rustling sound:
"Don't worry, I can protect people too! As long as I'm here, at least one-on-one protection will be provided, no problem!"
Since everyone's attitude was basically the same, Grete went to see Jin Huanglong and stated his requirements in a formal manner. Golden Dragon Targaryen nodded very generously:
"I originally wanted to take you to a few more places and gain more insights. That old man Batista asked me specifically, saying that at your current stage, it's just the right time to broaden your horizons and do some work for you to advance to Legend. Prepare.
When you become a legend, many legendary dragon clans will need your help with the births and the awakening of the young dragons! "
…Is this an exclusive benefit for a dragon son-in-law or a dragon doctor…
But having said that, if you can really advance to Legend, the power of many spells will also increase accordingly. Even those that had no effect on Legend can now have an effect...
His ability to successfully advance is indeed a major benefit to the Dragon Clan. As for the other magicians, just by the way, just be a favor...
Now that he had decided on the direction, Jin Huanglong led everyone and flew forward. The further they flew, the colder they became. Gradually, Gretel felt that the constant [cold and heat resistance] on his body could not withstand the cold, so he had to add another layer of defense:
"Which senior should we go to? Such a strong air conditioner... Ah Zhi! Is he a senior who is good at ice and snow? Ah Zhi! Ah Zhi! Ah Zhi!"
"It's a third-level legendary silver dragon." Golden Dragon Targaryen turned around and stared at him quietly with pure golden eyes:
"Speaking of which, that person is not an outsider, he is Cynthia's grandfather, Serira's... well, as you humans call him, he is his maternal great-grandfather.
That old guy Batista told me that if I could find some inheritance, it would be enough to give Cerela some insights and make her advancement smoother. "
Grete shut up immediately. He is still confident in his ability to advance to Legend. After all, he has accumulated so many research fields in his previous life;
But he was not sure whether Cerela could advance.
This matter is not useful just by accumulating resources. I have not seen so many elves and dragons with long lifespans who have been stuck on the edge of the legendary threshold all their lives, unable to get up...
Although he can lead Cerela to study hard, it is always good to have more inheritance and more confidence...
After Jin Huanglong said this, he lightly shook his wings and flew forward like an arrow. The abundant heat on the golden dragon's body overflowed through the gaps in its scales. Soon Gretel shivered and his whole body warmed up.
Over the wilderness, over the clouds, over the sea. The land in front of me seemed to spread out endlessly, and I didn't know if the dragon tomb was really vast or if it had flown into some small world.
I don’t know if I’ve been flying for an hour or two. In front of me, there are solitary peaks standing straight at the end of the earth. Jin Huanglong suddenly slowed down, plunged downwards, and turned around and said:
"Get ready, it's coming..."
Grete and everyone else quickly brushed off all kinds of defenses for themselves. The Golden Dragon had already fallen to the ground, shook slightly, and turned into a human form. Grete floated down, put his feet on the ground, raised his head, and couldn't help but sigh:
"ah……"
So grand...
So spectacular...
What they saw in the distance just now was not a lonely peak, but a silver dragon that had been dead for many years!
The tail is supported on the ground, and the head is raised high, pointing straight to the sky. A dragon is just a mountain peak. The mountain is covered with ice and snow. I don't know if it is the dragon body that has not yet rotted, or the ice and snow gathered around the silver dragon.
"Go, go." Jin Huanglong waved his hand and said calmly. Gretel subconsciously turned around and looked at the magicians around him:
Are we going to climb a mountain, no, a dragon?