Under the Red Dragon

Even though the annual Interest Day had passed several days ago, and the atmosphere within the territory had gradually calmed down, the activities of the annual Interest Day were still a source of great pleasure for the residents.

The free supply of wine and delicacies, the intense arena and coliseum, the open-air bathhouses—these activities, in which the general public could directly participate, allowed them to enjoy themselves immensely.

Many who had gazed upon the true form of a dragon also tirelessly boasted to those who came from other places and those who were unable to participate in the celebrations.

There were also the fireworks that lit up the night sky, and the melodious chimes that sounded on time each day, spreading throughout the territory and gradually becoming the bell that marked people's waking and sleeping hours.

There was the singing that always echoed from the mountains, and the Dragon Shrine, which was gradually revered as a sacred place by the warriors. There was also the Tree of Life, which showered natural and life energy every day, and so on.

All of this allowed the residents of the territory to slowly coalesce around a concept of nation and a concept of culture.

Even if it was still weak, it was already like a seed buried in moist soil, gradually taking root and sprouting.

People also began to no longer fear the dragons from the bottom of their hearts. Many regarded the dragons living on the high mountains as gods who spread civilization, and the dragons walking among humans as wise rulers.

These people integrated the divinity and humanity in their hearts, and gave the dragons on the top of the mountains a dazzling light, even if it was just a one-sided wishful thinking.

The White Dragon Gremot waddled, gathering his wings, and walked in this city that he had presided over the establishment of.

The wide streets were wide enough to accommodate several dragons walking at the same time, so the White Dragon Gremot didn't worry that his huge size would cause any trouble.

Even though the city was still under expansion, those merchants who were good at speculation had already occupied the shops on the well-repaired streets in the city center.

There were also peddlers pushing carts with rolling wheels, hawking their goods on both sides of the street. The owners of these carts were generally not professional merchants, but residents of the city and villagers from nearby villages who set up mobile stalls to supplement their household income.

Some kobold soldiers responsible for maintaining order in the city would patrol back and forth on these streets with a particularly large number of mobile stalls, occasionally loudly stopping those peddlers who occupied the main traffic lanes with their mobile stalls, so as not to affect the order of traffic.

The White Dragon Gremot strolled along, occasionally nodding to the residents who dared to greet the dragon proactively.

Behind him followed several armored guards, which was the treatment that every dragon lord would have.

Although it was hard to say whether these guards were protecting the white dragon or the white dragon needed to protect them, the power deep in the souls of living beings should not be ignored. Sometimes, insignificant little people can also create miracles, let alone these powerful warriors.

However, the only role of these guards now was to take out the bulging money bag from their arms and pay for this white dragon lord when he took a fancy to something, and to act as ruthless moving machines.

Although these items and foods used by ordinary creatures were a bit too small for dragons, they could also be used as dragon ornaments and snacks.

Soon, the guards behind him were carrying and carrying, their whole bodies were already full, and there was a strong smell of oil on the white cloaks stained with oil stains.

These guards were almost dressed the same as the forbidden army warriors, the only difference was that the cloaks behind them were white. The dragons in the dragon group were very envious of the extremely brave forbidden army warriors under Kalong, so they started a series of imitation behaviors.

According to the regulations, each dragon lord can have a guard team with a scale of one hundred people, but the White Dragon Gremot is not in a hurry to fill up all the places in his guard team.

After hearing the ambition of the dragon group leader on the night of the annual interest, this white dragon had already raised the idea of ​​catching some frost giants as his servants and guards in the future.

In the dragon group's territory, at the end of that vast grassland, is the frost ice plain in the far north, and the source of the grassland's water veins comes from that barren land of ice and snow.

But even the most barren places will have life appear, and life will always find a way out.

That wasteland, which is covered with ice and snow all year round and has continuous glaciers, also has powerful predators and rulers. Many white dragon tribes live in that area.

Moreover, in the northern continent, the only white dragon with its own name, Ice Hell Saclays, rules many white dragons and is engaged in a perennial war with the frost giants, another dominant race on the Frost Wasteland.

Although this white dragon, known as being able to turn the earth into an ice hell, is powerful enough, the Frost Giant King, the most powerful king of the frost giant race, also possesses the power to fight against legends.

But no one knows how powerful the Frost Giant King is, because no one dares to easily set foot in the area ruled by the Frost Giants, let alone challenge this king and overlord.

The only record that can be referred to is the story of an axe killing an adult white dragon that is spread in the northern continent and sung by those bards.

In general, although the war in the far north is continuous, the white dragon tribe is still at a disadvantage. Although the white dragon can fly and control the initiative in the sky.

But the power of the frost giant race is enough to compete with the dragon head-on. The weapons and stones they throw can easily shoot down those dragons who are not careful enough.

Gremot doesn't care about those fellow dragons living in the Frost Wasteland, but the hatred rooted in the white dragon's bloodline makes him naturally have no good feelings for the frost giants.

When frost giants catch white dragons, they will lock the white dragons with chains, cut off their claws, knock off their teeth, and then use them as slaves and sex slaves.

The white dragons are not far behind, but the white dragons will not try to enslave the frost giants, but will eat the frost giants as food after venting.

"Calm down, Gremot, reason is the first virtue of the five-colored dragons,"

The White Dragon shook his head. When he thought of this scene, the influence from the bloodline immediately became prominent, causing the white dragon's inexplicable hatred to be ignited immediately.

At this time, the guards following the white dragon lord stopped, because the White Dragon Gremot had arrived at his destination, the Magic Integration Department.

"Lord Gremot," the centurion of the forbidden army guarding the gate immediately saluted this white dragon lord.

The White Dragon Gremot nodded, and then stepped into this huge building complex.

The White Dragon is in charge of this city, so the Magic Integration Department, which can be called the most important place in the dragon territory, is also under the jurisdiction of the White Dragon.

However, the White Dragon Lord is not the Gnoll Yugu, he does not need to personally go to the laboratories of those scholars. He just uses the transformation technique to turn into a tall, white-haired young man, and walks into an office where there are scholars waiting to report to him.

"Oh, honorable Lord Gremot, good day," Alchemy Professor Titch, who was waiting here, stood up from his seat the moment the door opened. "Would you like a cup of tea from the Eastern Continent, or a cup of sweet fruit wine!"

"Bring me a cup of tea, I want to taste the taste of this thing," the white-haired boy Gremot walked unhurriedly to the tall wooden table and sat in the main seat.

The elf maid next to him wore a short skirt and flower robe, twisting her swaying figure and walking out the door.

Although these elf maids cannot access any secrets and knowledge in this place, in order to be on the safe side, every elf maid needs to sign a confidentiality contract to prevent any possibility of leakage.

"Speak, why are you in such a hurry to find me? It's best if there is a wonderful thing about to happen. My time is precious enough and I don't want to listen to your nonsense!"

The White Dragon Lord Gremot respects knowledge, but he doesn't like this alchemical transformation maniac very much.

Especially after entering the Alchemy Professor's laboratory, which was filled with various strange reproductive organs, this guy even wanted to trick the white dragon into changing into a bird, which really made the white dragon speechless.

"Hehe, Lord Gremot, I succeeded," Magic Alchemy Professor Titch's face was overflowing with excitement. He gesticulated and said, "I have successfully developed the first test dose of Dragon Blood Potion. According to my deduction and summary of experimental data, although the first dose of diluted dragon blood potion is less than one percent effective than dragon blood, it is a good start."

"What? It was developed so quickly?" The White Dragon Gremot's calm appearance was also broken by surprise. Not every dragon lord knows about Kalong's 'Kings of Knowledge' plan. Currently, only three dragons can understand this plan, and the White Dragon Gremot is one of them.

And this white dragon lord knows enough about what the successful implementation of this plan can bring to the dragon group.

As Kalong said, the dragon kingdom will become the nourishment of the dragon group, and it is the long ladder for the dragons to climb. The two can promote each other's growth.

Just now, the dragon group has already benefited greatly from the magicians and the conquest of the Green Wild Forest plane. Knowledge brings power and also brings the opportunity for evolution.

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"You have done a very good job, Master Titch. I will ask Kalong to give you credit. This is a major contribution that cannot be ignored," the White Dragon Gremot's attitude became respectful. Changing faces is a skill that the five-colored dragons are born with.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, Lord Gremot. I'm not here to ask for credit," the Magic Alchemy Professor's expression became fanatical. He said, "I need you to give me permission to conduct relevant experiments on the Dragon Blood Potion."

"The actual efficacy of the Dragon Blood Potion needs to be tested on various races before it can be finally determined, so as to facilitate improvement and optimization."

Although the white-haired boy Gremot's eyes were as black as humans, they suddenly lit up at this moment, like a pair of golden lamps lit up.

"Need a large population for experiments," the White Dragon Gremot laughed, took out a token made of red dragon scales from his arms, but then frowned slightly and put the token away.

A white token, representing the White Dragon Lord's token, was taken out from the space magic treasure bag made by the magicians in his arms and thrown to Titch.

"Yes, I agree to your request. You can take my token and extract the prisoners held in the prison for experimentation,"

"But I have to warn you, you must not use residents other than prisoners for experiments without authorization," the White Dragon Gremot's bright eyes stared at the alchemy maniac in front of him, and said word by word, "If it's not enough, you can apply to me and I will find a way, but you have to remember that this experiment is promised to you by me, not Kalong."

"Hehe, I understand," Titch agreed readily. Although these scholars sometimes show low emotional intelligence, their IQ is not a problem. Titch knows the purpose of this white dragon.

"However, this is only one of them. I have another more important thing to report to you, Lord Gremot," Titch's eyes showed a strange color of eager to be recognized.

In other places, this strange scholar can only be described as a monster that everyone shouts and beats, but in the dragon territory full of monsters, he has received long-lost respect and attention.

"What is more important than this matter," The White Dragon Gremot's eyes returned to calm, but a stronger curiosity appeared in his eyes. In the White Dragon Lord's heart, Titch's ability to complete the research on the Dragon Blood Potion is already considered a genius, compared to the uneducated dragons.

"At the beginning of the research, I believed that all creatures can achieve their life evolution through bloodline transformation," Titch said, "But after my research and speculation, for other races, it can be described as bloodline evolution, but for dragons, these ancient and noble races, it is more appropriate to use bloodline essence or bloodline revival."

"These ancient and noble races have their own bloodline origins. Through the information and materials given by Lord Kalong, I found that there are some fragments from the source in the dragon's body bloodline after exploration,"

Titch talked eloquently, saying with enthusiasm: "These fragments are like the spell models that make up the magician's spells, and the dragon's bloodline is formed accordingly,"

"If the dragon's bloodline can be constantly evolved towards these fragments rooted in the source of the bloodline, it can obtain power closer to the source of the bloodline,"

"If the random fragments scattered in countless dragons can be combined into a complete bloodline model, perhaps, it means that the power of the source can also be possessed by ordinary dragons!"

Dong, dong dong, dong dong dong,

A dull and powerful drum beat sounded. It was not the drum beat by the warriors, but the white dragon Gremot's suddenly rapidly beating heart.

The heart rate of dragons is heavy and slow, but now it is as rapid as a war drum, and it can be seen how excited this white dragon is.

The bright eyes that are even brighter than the magic crystal lamp also show the inner fluctuations of this white dragon at this time. Bloodline essence, if it can really be as the alchemical professor Titch in front of him said, it will bring unimaginable benefits and help to all the dragons in the dragon group.

Perhaps, this can allow some dragons whose will is not as firm as Kalong to have the opportunity to go further, so that most dragons can embark on the road to revive the glory of the ancient bloodline, and Kalong will also become more powerful because of this.

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The White Dragon Gremot spewed out thick white mist from his nostrils. His human cheeks vaguely transformed into a dragon's face. He said in a hoarse voice: "Respected Master Titch, I think that your research focus should be on this aspect in the future. If you have any requirements, please feel free to raise them."

"This research is too profound, and it is difficult to complete it only by relying on me and some apprentices. Therefore, I request to form a huge scholar group, a larger laboratory, and more sophisticated magic instruments,"

Teach reveled in the ecstasy and shock in the dragon's eyes. Seeing such an expression gave him a sense of accomplishment, much like when women of various races experienced ultimate pleasure beneath him—one of his few pursuits.

"I can promise you that, even if it requires using all the resources of my territory, I will fulfill your request," Gormoth, the white dragon, agreed without hesitation to this seemingly simple request that would actually cost a great deal of gold.

"Of course, most importantly, I need a lot, a lot of dragon blood. Not just from chromatic dragons, but a lot of true dragon blood, even living dragons, to assist my research."

Teach quietly watched the white dragon lord's reaction, lowering his tone as he said, "Without enough samples for comparative study, it will be difficult for me to discover those fragments in the bloodline, extract them for comparison, and conduct related experiments. This is the most difficult part."

Of course, Gormoth the white dragon knew; he knew better than Teach how difficult this condition was. Extracting large amounts of true dragon blood would cause inestimable damage to the dragon's future potential, and in severe cases, it could even lead to the dragon never being able to grow.

Although the dragons in the dragon clan were clear about the benefits that this research could bring, it was impossible for them to damage themselves for an uncertain future. No one could be sure that Teach's research would be successful, and Teach himself did not dare to guarantee it.

"I can't decide on this matter. I will report it to Kalon for you," White Dragon Gormoth suddenly sighed. He felt that the current dragon clan needed to be even stronger!