The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 211 Attilan’s new vest

Attilan only has one idea now, what is meant by hearing thunder in silence? He has seen it today. If the gods' methods are so silent, then it is really impossible to prevent it.

It’s no wonder that only under the protection of the Emerald Dream can the Natural Council resist the malice from the gods. Once the operation of the Emerald Dream fails, the Natural Council cannot even give birth to a quasi-god stably.

If the number of quasi-gods is insufficient, there is no way to give birth to a true god.

It is almost impossible to achieve the great feat of becoming a god by relying solely on one's own strength, unless it is destiny. Even if a person becomes a god from a mortal, most of them will inherit the throne of god.

If the Natural Council wants to create the first god of the Druid pantheon from scratch, it needs quasi-gods to contribute their power.

Contributing the core and purest energy will seriously damage their vitality, but with the druid who has broken through to the true god, with his assistance, other quasi-gods will be much more likely to ignite the divine fire and become gods.

Bailu noticed Attilan's surprise and casually tapped the ground with his wooden staff.

"Compared to those quasi-gods in the council, my ability is nothing. Although you are also a dragon, you are also a dragon druid. Don't follow the example of your neighbor."

"I only know how to expand the number of water elements that I can control, but I don't use those water elements to exert their due effect. If the old naughty boy has such a strong physique, he will."

"The Deathclaw and other things have been sealed by him and Brother Gaogai a long time ago. How could it be possible that the Deathclaw counterattacked and almost even captured the dragon's heart and ate it."

The old naughty boy looked at Bai Lu anxiously and asked:

"They won't let the Deathclaw escape!"

"Don't worry, although the fight is ugly, he has a good foundation against the swamp dragon. The Dragon God Orb he has, not to mention the dragon, even I want."

"It's a pity that the attributes are wrong. If it is a natural-type artifact, then I will definitely take action. But according to my observations, only the giant dragon can exert most of the effects of this Dragon God Orb."

"If you want to exert its full effect, it must be an elemental dragon with the corresponding bloodline. For example, for the water orb in the hand of the swamp dragon, only the ocean dragon can exert its full effect."

"So the swamp dragon is strengthening his water elemental bloodline step by step, trying to transform himself into an ocean dragon, and then transform into the elemental dragon king with the help of the orb."

Attilan looked at Bai Lu in surprise.

"Uncle Master also knows about the Elemental Dragon King?"

"I know a little bit. My old man has a friend who is the Elemental Dragon King. Although they haven't seen each other for a long time, he still sent me a gift after I was born."

"Using the earth shield created by his dragon balls, my father said that this king of earth and mountains has most likely fallen."

"died!"

Attilan felt a chill in his vest. He knew that the power of the Elemental Dragon King was not so easy to obtain. There was no guarantee that the Mountain Dragon King would not be plotted to death by the Elemental Dragon God's enemies.

If he becomes the Dragon King of the Ocean, with his dual identity as a descendant of the Elemental Dragon God and a Druid of the Nature Council, and faces double the calculations of the mastermind behind the scenes, how long can he survive?

"I would like to ask, does Uncle Master know how strong this mountain dragon king was before he died?"

"Because of the dragon's powerful physical talent, the dragon needs much more original power to advance to the quasi-god level. His goal seems to be to use the power stored in the earth element Dragon God Orb."

"I sent a letter to my father before setting off. He probably died in the process of obtaining the orb, but at that time, the challenge level of the mountain dragon, not only the dragon body, reached legend."

"Even the warlock profession has been upgraded to legend. Combining his various abilities, the challenge level should be above level 30. How strong it is, my father did not say."

"But to be friends with him, their strength should be about the same. Anyway, at that time, my father was already a quasi-god, even if his fighting ability was not strong."

Um? Attilan seems to have heard something interesting. Will the leader of the School of Life be very effective in combat?

As if he could tell that Attilan didn't believe it, Bailu said calmly:

"The School of Life is a school that prefers to develop the practitioners' own talents. People who are good at fighting will have stronger combat power after development. Those who are good at healing will naturally have better treatment effects."

"Unfortunately, my father's talent lies in healing. He was already a druid with good healing ability, and he had the courage to treat the ocean dragon who taught him the knowledge."

"Impressed by his kindness, Ocean Yalong passed on some of the life knowledge she knew to her father, and then his father developed a secret technique to store his strong vitality."

This Attilan knew was the Life Self-Healing Technique, a secret technique unique to the Life School that can store excess vitality and use it when injured.

"Then there was the transformation of life by discovering the power of bloodline. But after digging for a long time, he found that the most valuable bloodline was that his ancestors were once blessed by a wild god, the Great Horned Deer."

"He has gained some of the bloodline abilities of the big-horned deer, with strong vitality and longevity! But the combat destructive power he wanted is not there at all."

"My mother was able to like him thanks to the blood of the big-horned deer, which gave my father the natural transformation form of the wood-horned deer. She, who is good at fighting but lacks endurance, thought he was the best partner."

Attilan asked with a strange expression:

"The White Deer Goddess is good at fighting?"

The old naughty boy said seriously:

"The White Deer Goddess can almost be said to be the quasi-god that is best at fighting in our Nature Council. The material world where she was born has already predicted that the White Deer will appear and the world will be in chaos."

"It is precisely because of her original achievements that people in that world regard the white deer as a symbol of war. Whoever can get the favor of the white deer can win the war."

Is this an explanation of the other world version of the heroes competing for the throne?

"In our Nature Council, there should be many druids of the combat branch transformed from animals such as jackals, tigers, and leopards. Why did the White Deer Goddess become the God of War instead?"

Bai Lu sighed and said:

"Maybe because of her personality, my mother has been competitive since she was a child. Even though her best transformation is the white deer, she still yearns to fight and constantly polishes her fighting ability."

"I once learned the art of war and personal martial arts from a centaur combat master. In the form of half-man and half-deer, I became a generation of Valkyrie, helping the wise king at that time defeat many powerful enemies."

"Peace has been restored to the world. She was promoted to quasi-god, thanks to the wise king of that world who enshrined her as a symbol of war. Therefore, you must make good use of this country under your command."

"Although the power of faith provided by the humanoid race is worse than that of humans, they can still catch up with dwarves and elves by improving their wisdom from generation to generation."

"Is there still a gap in the power of faith provided by different races?"

Attilan really has no research data on this aspect.

"Although humans have the weakest natural abilities, humans provide the best and most power of faith, so humans can become the mainstream race in one world after another."

This Attilan knew that when breeding a breed of animals can yield the highest returns, ranchers will naturally choose to expand the breeding scale of a race.

It is obvious that humans are the best commodity.

Attilan's claws were beating on the ground. It seemed that he needed to spread his influence to the human kingdom on the back as soon as possible, so that the humans in the north would regard him as the god of agriculture, harvest, climate and food.

In this way, he can make full use of his elemental bloodline talents and master the power of one more elemental bloodline, and his chances of inheriting the power of the Elemental Dragon God will be higher.

The elements associated with the priesthood such as agriculture, harvest, climate, and food include at least earth, fire, water, wind, thunder, and ice, including the six easily developed elements in his elemental bloodline.

"Old naughty boy, I think it is necessary to hide my identity. I can no longer use the ocean dragon who may become the elemental dragon king in the future. This identity is active outside."

"Which one do you think I should choose among the remaining five elemental bloodlines?"

<divclass="contentadv">The old naughty boy blew his beard and stared at Attilan.

"What should I change? The one that adapts best to druids is the ocean dragon. If you become another elemental dragon, how can you still practice druid practice?"

Attilan shook his head and said:

"You misunderstood me. What I meant was that in this forest where I can hide my identity, I continue to practice with the body of my original ocean dragon."

"But when I go out to fight, I use another elemental dragon image that can hide my true identity, so that no one will discover my true power."

"I don't want to become the Queen of the Elemental Dragon and be killed by the bait and prey net prepared by the mastermind in advance. If I die, who will prepare delicious food for you."

"Old naughty boy, you don't want this to happen either, right?"

Bai Lu keenly captured the keyword.

"Isn't the food cooked by the chef just now the best quality here?"

The old naughty boy nodded proudly.

"Yes, the best chef is actually Attilan. With his in-depth practice of Druid life and elemental secrets, he is getting better and better at ingredients, heat, magic blending, etc."

"The magic dishes we make are both effective and delicious. Even a conservative person like Kyogai will smile and say "good" after eating them."

The other white deer didn't care, she just wanted to know if it was delicious.

"Can magic dishes be made delicious?"

The original intention of the emergence of magic cuisine was because the potion was too unpleasant to drink. In order to make the taste as acceptable as possible, magic cuisine that incorporated ritual magic was born.

However, the taste of magic cuisine is still not very good. If you want to ensure the best promotion effect of magic power, you will definitely make hundreds of millions of sacrifices in terms of taste.

Many magic chefs are not professional legal professions. They are low-level semi-professionals who have mastered some level 0 tricks and at most level 1 spells. Their low talents make them passively switch to professions suitable for their livelihood.

That's the magic chef!

But potions are a delicate job, and making magic dishes is more difficult than boiling potions. After all, potions only need to consider the efficacy, not the taste.

No matter how unpleasant it is to drink, the potion produced by the potion master can still only be drank by pinching the nose at the critical moment, even if it tastes like dog shit.

"If you can make a table of magic dishes that satisfy me, then I can contribute a little bit to the new identity you want, although I have not systematically learned the secrets of the School of Life."

"But my wood-horned white deer bloodline is actually quite difficult to develop. If you want to know which of your remaining elemental bloodlines is more suitable for you to use as a disguise in battle, I will take action. The effect will definitely be the best."

Attilan nodded understandingly.

"Uncle Master, look at my craftsmanship!"

He Attilan, before traveling through time, was already a craftsman who loved cooking!

Attilan was quite covetous of White Deer's combat form development knowledge, and this knowledge could be directly applied to the development of his marine dragon bloodline.

Unlike his practice of druid secrets, he still needs to match the secrets with his bloodline abilities, which delays his practice, but compared to other dragons who only know how to sleep.

He was able to achieve his current strength within three years, thanks to the druid secrets.

He has developed all three abilities of Ocean Yalong's water of life, life breath, life energy field, and lightning breath's life solidification, life purification, and life activation to a certain extent.

Even the most unskilled acid mist breath, life withering, and life extraction, he has a little experience.

But Attilan is very greedy. He still feels that his current cultivation speed is not fast enough. The sense of crisis brought by his intuition forces him to increase his strength as quickly as possible while laying a solid foundation.

He is having fun and laughing in front of others, but behind his back, he is crazy about involution. Of course, Eagle King and other druids must also be practicing involution in private.

Only Leopard Girl naively thought that everyone would lie down when they got home.

When Attilan prepared a dazzling array of dishes that exuded magical aura, Bai Lu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth in dissatisfaction.

"It smells so good, I'm starting!"

After taking a bite of chicken, Bai Lu instantly floated up from his chair.

Of course, this was not the effect of magic cooking. She was so moved by the food that she was so excited that she couldn't control the magic power in her body, so she flew up unsatisfactorily.

She was moved to tears.

"This is what magic cuisine should look like. What did I eat at home before? I have decided that after I finish eating, I will help you create a new elemental dragon identity!"

"But, you have to make sure that I can eat such delicious food every day when I am here!"

Attilan finally understood that part of the reason why Bai Lu behaved so foodily was because he already loved food. The other part is her past life, which was really hard.

"no problem."

The volume of the food was twice that of the white deer, but after eating it all, Attilan found that there was no change in her belly. This was a terrible digestion.

This is magic food. It is much more difficult to digest than ordinary food. Even he is almost full after eating so much. Judging from Bai Lu's appearance, she can still eat another portion.

Patting his belly happily, Bailu said cheerfully:

"let us start."

Attilan immediately asked:

“Where do we go to infuse energy?”

Bai Lu waved his hand casually.

"No, I'm not like an old naughty boy. I still need the assistance of the energy field. I can know what your elemental bloodline is composed of just by touching it."

The old naughty boy said with a dark face:

"Yes, yes, I am not like the White Deer Goddess. I have some magical power inherited from a quasi-god."

Attilan immediately comforted the old naughty boy and said:

"Stop talking, I will also prepare a magic dish for you. It is more important to explore my elemental bloodline now."

As soon as he heard that magic food was available, the old naughty boy immediately smiled kindly.

"I want to be like her and provide it every day during this time."

This time it was Attilan's turn to look bad. He made a mistake. The old naughty boy wasn't angry at all. He was just waiting for him to jump in.