I loaded the gods module

Chapter 106 Dragon's Blood
In the fairy-tale world of the abyss, dawn is embracing night.

The night watchman's lantern was shining with dazzling brilliance. Under the guidance of the young man, the crows were flying around the light of the lantern in an orderly manner. Ron's expression was extremely solemn at this moment.

"O god of the night that protects all living beings, I beg you to send us a guide to the dawn..."

His tone became more and more pious: "The night watchman will chase the dragon that has fallen into madness, and fight for a breathing space for the survival of all living beings."

In the dark, Ron felt a kind of pure blackness that made people feel peaceful in his soul, and he saw a piece of pure night.

The prayer to the gods was answered, the light of the lantern became deeper and deeper, and the flying crows croaked, forming a huge black pointer in midair.

The gods showed him the way.

Immediately afterwards, the feeling of tranquility faded again, Ron took back the lantern, and the crows gathered together again, turning into a single individual and resting on the young man's shoulder.

"Thank you, Xiao Mo."

Ron touched the crow's feathers softly with his eyes, and the young man's expression returned to that lazy look.

He fell down from mid-air, snapped off a piece of chocolate eaves from the candy house, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Old Candy...Captain, my mission has been completed, you should have seen the specific direction, right?" ?”

"Stop talking nonsense, my eyes are not blind! And how many times have I said, don't destroy my candy house casually, it is very troublesome to repair!"

Adolf stirred the steaming giant cauldron with an angry look on his face. The old man rolled up his sleeves and widened his eyes: "Hurry up and help! Do you want to exhaust my old bones to death?"

"All right, all right, here we come." Ron sighed. In order not to starve to death in a foreign country in the future, this blood-licking maniac had no choice but to obediently accept the captain's coercion.

He stepped forward to take the nearly two-meter-long black mixing spoon in the old man's hand. The next moment, Ron staggered, almost not being crushed to the ground by this strange and heavy prop.

"This thing is too heavy! Captain, are you a monster?" The young man immediately put on a bitter face.

"You know shit."

Adolf freed his hand without looking back: "This is a pure tool made of black gold that alchemists dream of, and it can increase the success rate of many alchemy potions."

"If you dare to throw it on the ground, you will starve to death." The captain of the night watchman said harshly.

Soon, the old man moved out some strange materials from the house, piled them up next to the giant crucible, and then began to add materials to the inside of the crucible one by one.

A large number of shaved wings of three-winged feathered snakes, a few pupilless eyeballs of abyssal horrors, a large bottle of gray salt secreted by Adolf, a small bottle of dust from ancient ruins, an abyssal stele recording history, and a small spoonful of time the shadow of the river.

The originally colorless liquid instantly turned golden yellow, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out of the crucible, exuding an astonishing allure.

"This dragon's blood bait is really expensive to make..." Ron stared at the salty soup in the cauldron and swallowed.

"Continue to stir, don't stop, the more precious materials are still behind."

Adolf patiently observed the changes in the thick soup, and then, the old man carefully took out a finger-sized blood diamond bottle that exuded a psychedelic light from his arms.

Ron's eyes widened in surprise, and he saw a magnificent scene of change faintly emerging on the surface of the expensive container in the old man's hand.

There are mountains, rivers, seas, cities, fields, and crowds...

Like a scroll of history, Adolf seems to be holding a history book that is changing with the passage of time.

The liquid stored in the blood diamond bottle is the blood of the giant dragon.

It is also a magic medicine that can greatly increase the lifespan of ordinary people.

"Captain, where did you get such a precious thing?"

Ron asked curiously: "With the poor salary of the night watchmen, we can't save gold coins to buy this kind of mythical blood in our lifetime, right?"

"Because your father entrusted it to me."

Adolf's movements paused, and he raised his head: "He also specifically warned me that if you encounter any danger, let me use this bottle of dragon's blood to rescue you."

Ron was taken aback.

While the old man looked into the young man's eyes, Adolf's eyes became meaningful: "To be precise, this bottle of dragon's blood was given to me by the King of Yongyao Kingdom, Your Highness."

"Oh, oh, captain, don't talk nonsense, I'm not some bullshit prince."

Ron turned his head, bit the chocolate eaves in his hand viciously, and said vaguely: "I'm just the most loyal hound of the night watchman, that's all."

"It's up to you..." The old man smiled irresistibly, then he unscrewed the blood diamond bottle, and carefully dropped a drop of the extremely precious primer into the thick soup.

In an instant, the light shined brightly, and a certain extreme allure erupted from the inside of the crucible!Circle after circle of waves swelled towards the surroundings, roaring like a giant dragon!
The dragon's blood bait is completely finished.

For the irrational giant dragon, this bait has a fatal attraction, and under the guidance of Adolf's extraordinary characteristics, the smell of the thick soup was gathered together, and spread in the direction guided by the crows .

The old man's expression became more and more serious: "Listen well, we only have one chance to try, is another bait ready?"

"Of course." Ron nodded, he flicked the lantern, and the king's messenger was thrown out immediately.

The noble noble suddenly curled up on the ground, howling in agony as he was dying.

"Haha...haha...you are looking for your own death..."

It panted with all its strength, and a strange and vicious smile appeared on the messenger's face: "The giant dragon thrown into the arms of the starry sky will definitely draw out the backbone of you heretics!"

"You can't imagine the power of the starry sky!"

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Angelo frowned.

The dragon's sense of smell immediately sensed the strange smell. He put down his beloved cards and came to the window of the airship, staring seriously at the pure sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

"The blood of the giant dragon... and it is also mixed with the dust of decaying relics and the fresh flesh and blood of creatures from the abyss..."

The figure of the bard disappeared from the room in an instant, and Angelo stood on the top of the airship, letting the wind blow his cloak and shawl, and the dragon carefully discerned the sweet smell in the air.

"Just in front of the airship..."

The dragon was muttering to himself, and the next moment, Angelo's face became more serious.

Because the smell coming from is not only dragon blood... He also sensed the crazy power from the starry sky.

The crazy messenger is calling the name of the dragon.

(End of this chapter)