Green Monster Epic

Chapter 596 Friends

The pursuit he had dreamed of was already his, and the belated realization filled Alan's heart with joy.

Alan tried hard to maintain the shape of the vortex of rage, but once his conscious mind regained control of his body, it was not as easy as his subconscious to run the rage routes in his dream.

Watching the vortex collapse little by little, and the liquefied rage that had already transformed revert to a gaseous state, Alan felt a bit frustrated, but more than that, he looked forward to the future.

At least this adventure had allowed him to find a direction for the future, and even if he failed this time, it was better than wandering in the mist as he had done in the past, which made Alan feel at ease and grounded.

The vortex of rage eventually disappeared, and the rage within his body returned to the state Alan was familiar with.

Subsequent experiments proved far more difficult than expected, and even before the initial shape of the vortex could be formed, the rage began to show signs of losing control.

However, Alan was not discouraged, as the road ahead was still long, and difficult processes were to be expected, otherwise there would not only be four demigod powerhouses in the wilderness.

Since he was still on an adventure, it was not suitable to calm down and carefully study the construction method of the vortex of rage.

After several failed experiments, Alan put away his thoughts and turned his attention back to reality.

Figlas's breathing had become even, so it seemed that the potions he had given him and the healing scrolls he had used had taken effect, but judging from his appearance, he would not wake up for a while.

The backlash from the dragon blood potion had been somewhat recovered with a short period of recuperation.

Although many hidden dangers would take some time to slowly recover, 70-80% of his combat power was enough for Alan to protect himself.

Without disturbing Figlas, Alan let him continue to recover in his sleep.

Anyway, this exploration was coming to an end, and Alan felt that he had gained a lot.

Next, he would wait for Figlas to wake up, and then the two of them would find a way to leave the demiplane together.

Alan still had many doubts in his mind, and he could take this time to sort them out.

The biggest doubt was the illusionary flower demon named Mansa, what was its purpose?

Since leading Alan and Figlas to the underground palace where the Eternal Fire existed, this guy had disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, Alan strongly suspected that the three of Kozmo were able to find them in the underground palace because they were also led there by this illusionary flower demon, Mansa.

The seemingly friendly behavior concealed hard-to-detect malice everywhere.

If Alan had not been vigilant enough and remained unmoved by the temptations in front of him, he could hardly imagine what situation he would be in now.

Alan could not determine what kind of magical damage Figlas had suffered, but when he woke up, he would surely solve Alan's doubts.

Also, the illusion weaves dreams, and the private goods mixed in were actually real and credible, so could the tribal changes experienced in the dream be regarded as a rehearsal for the future of the tribe?

How did the other party do these deductions, and why did they want Alan to experience all this, were all worthy of discussion.

"Mansa, are you still there?"

Alan's mental power spread to a range of a dozen meters around him, and he whispered a call.

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not see the illusionary figure again.

Instead, Figlas exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

"Hiss!"

Figlas was almost awakened by the injuries all over his body.

Although he was still in the form of a gnoll, the injuries suffered in the dragon form appeared in proportion to all parts of his body.

His originally shiny fur now resembled a brown bear with bald patches.

Under the effect of the potion and his own powerful recovery power, there were scars everywhere, and even the slightest movement would cause fresh blood to seep out from these scabbed areas.

Figlas was mentally exhausted, and the excessive blood loss and severe internal organ damage could not be recovered in a short period of time, but after carefully checking the injuries on his body, Figlas not only did not feel depressed, but his eyes showed a bit of joy.

Figlas could clearly feel that under his tattered skin, new scales were slowly growing.

This meant that the dragon's triennial molting dilemma had been broken through because of his adventure this time.

Next, he just needed to find a place to sleep well and slowly shed these old scales, allowing new, harder, and more magic-resistant dragon scales to grow out of his body little by little.

When he put on new dragon scales, it would also mean that Figlas's strength would have a new improvement, possessing at least the peak strength of a legendary high-level.

The legendary peak of a dragon is almost comparable to a demigod of a humanoid creature, which stems from the dragon's innate advantages, but it is also their huge flaw.

Just like this triennial molting, for every dragon, it is equivalent to a life-and-death juncture.

At least more than half of the dragons will die before this juncture, and the image before death is absolutely miserable, which can be called torture.

Don't think this probability is very high, the dragon's ability to reproduce is actually not as strong as the outside world rumors.

Although they are promiscuous and have left countless bloodline branches in the material world, the bloodlines that are accepted and recognized by the tribe are still only the offspring born by two dragons.

And the time it takes for a dragon to breed a dragon egg is calculated in centuries, plus the growth period of the young dragon, which is another long period of time.

Thinking that he had passed the life-and-death juncture, his strength was not only stronger, but he also had three thousand more years of beautiful life, what else could not be let go in front of this?

Pain could not hide the excitement in his heart.

If it were not for the fact that his body was covered in injuries at this time, making it difficult for Figlas to move easily, he would probably have transformed into a dragon and soared freely over this land.

"Oh, I owe you another big favor, my friend!"

When Figlas finally recovered from his excitement and saw Alan's resolute bear face, his expression froze, and then he endured the severe pain and opened his arms to Alan, expressing his endless gratitude.

"I don't want to say anything else.

In the future, as long as you have anything you need help with, I will do my best to help."

The sincere emotion was beyond doubt.

While speaking, Figlas took out ten scarlet, crystal-clear, gem-like, thumbnail-sized dragon scales and handed them to Alan.

These tiny dragon scales came from the most core part of the giant dragon's forehead.

When a dragon sleeps or meditates, it uses its forehead to connect its mental power with the ubiquitous magic of nature.

Over time, the dragon scales in this area naturally become a magical material with amazing effects.

Depending on the attributes of the dragons, these dragon scales have different effects, but they all have a similar effect, which is that they can be made into summons to summon the dragon itself. After all, this dragon scale has been immersed in the spiritual power of the dragon itself for a long time. Even if it is separated from its original owner, it still has the aura and bloodline components of the dragon itself. As long as a qualified mage is found to construct a summoning magic circle for it, it can form a precisely positioned plane channel in various planes at any time.

Such dragon scales are also hard-won. Dragons often need three hundred years to breed one. Also, because it contains its own aura and bloodline components, if it is obtained by some spellcasters who can cast curses, they can use it to attack the dragon's body. They will not give it to each other unless they are truly trustworthy existences to the dragon.

These ten dragon scales are all that Figglas has accumulated in his three thousand years of life. Now they are all given to Allen, which shows the gratitude he feels towards Allen.

Allen had only heard of the rumors of the dragon blood scales. Today was also the first time he had seen the real thing. He was not polite either, and directly took the ten blood scales strung into a bracelet from Figglas's hand.

"If I don't accept it, it will make you feel uneasy. In fact, even without these things, the relationship between us will not change in any way."

Allen was obviously acting like he was getting a good deal. During this adventure, he was able to stay with Figglas and fulfill his responsibilities as a partner. The biggest purpose was to win over Figglas, this dragon. Dragons are naturally long-lived races. Even if Allen can advance to demigod in the future, he will only have a thousand more years of life, which is still much less than Figglas, who has now survived the scale molting crisis.

If this legacy can be left to his descendants, then even if Allen dies naturally in the future, the tribe will still have a dragon as a backer, and there will be no risk of the inheritance being cut off within thousands of years.

Don't forget that Figglas has just survived the scale molting crisis, which not only means that his lifespan has increased, but also that his strength has advanced. A dragon comparable to a demigod-level human intelligent race, in the wilderness, except for the few major temples and Davinci, the kobold saint of the Pale Night, no one else dares to trouble him.

"There is one more thing, I have to apologize to you! !"

Seeing Allen accept his gift, Figglas's face obviously relaxed, but then he immediately put on an embarrassed and embarrassed expression.

"I don't know what's going on with that Eternal Fire. I tried many containers but couldn't collect it. Then I accidentally touched it with my hand, and it stuck directly to me and merged into my body! !"

"I didn't deliberately want to embezzle this flame. It's really that it's too magical. The protection spells I cast have no effect in front of it."

Allen's face was a little gloomy. Although he was prepared in his heart, he was still a little regretful after hearing the final result of the flame from Figglas's mouth.

After Figglas felt Allen's emotions, he quickly explained that although he was very tempted to embezzle this flame that looked extraordinary at the time, he still restrained himself. But who would have thought that he had restrained himself, but this flame took the initiative to come up, forcing Figglas to embezzle this flame, making him really unable to hold his head up in front of Allen.

"Otherwise, I'll give you three... no! 40%! of the treasures I've collected! ! What do you think? ?"

In order to make up for his fault, Figglas made a painful decision.

"..."

When Allen raised his head, the slight unhappiness in his heart had long been driven out of his mind, and he just looked at Figglas's funny expression with a leisurely look.

"I'll give you half of my wealth, is that okay..."

The expression of the powerful dragon at this time was almost crying, which was really funny. Allen didn't even remember when he cried last time. However, being able to make a dragon who loves money like his life take out his collection of wealth on his own initiative shows that the other party does feel guilty towards him.

But Allen also felt a little apologetic. He actually knew that there was something wrong with the Eternal Fire, but he still asked Figglas to collect the flame, and his own actions were not very glorious.

"Okay, I don't want your treasures either. As long as you help me repair the giant statue you collected before, it will be considered that we both have gained something. What do you think? ?"

Allen took the opportunity to stop. He was able to gain the friendship of a future demigod and a giant statue with the strength of a legendary high-level, and he also had some clues about his own direction of breaking through to demigod. What else was he dissatisfied with?

"Really? ?"

Figglas couldn't believe it, and was a little surprised and delighted. He stared at Allen to confirm.

"You just gave me such a great gift, did you see me decline? Between friends, I think there's no need for us to calculate everything so clearly with our current relationship! !"

"Unless, someone doesn't regard me as his friend."

Allen pretended to be angry, but actually said jokingly.

For Allen, the interests of the tribe are always greater than his own interests, and long-term interests are more worthy of his investment and maintenance than some wealth, which is why he can lead the tribe step by step to the present.

"Ah! ! Since you've said so, it seems a little estranged if I keep pestering you! ! Okay, anyway, I owe you too many favors, and it's not a big deal! !"

Figglas was embarrassed on the surface, but in fact, he was very happy in his heart. As a dragon who only knows how to accumulate wealth and not how to spend it, asking him to take out half of his collection is not much different from taking his life. This is the nature of dragons and is not easy to change.

"I've decided! ! After we go out, I'll build my lair in the depths of the Catore Mountains. From now on, we'll always be the best neighbors and partners! !"

"Don't..."

Allen was secretly happy, but his expression seemed a little flustered: "Then I won't have peace in the future! !"

"With your gluttonous nature, you won't always pester me and ask me to make you all kinds of delicacies! ! !"

"Allen, good friends are supposed to share their good things with each other, right..."

The two joked with each other, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily harmonious and beautiful. After so many years, the dragon Figglas finally found a friend who was worthy of entrusting his life to.

For a dragon who has always been lonely, this friendship is actually more exciting and anticipated than other things.