My Magic Age

The mountain lake surrounded by mountains is very quiet at night. Big fish jump out of the water from time to time on the sparkling lake. The roars of wild beasts in the surrounding valleys are heard from time to time, casting a black shadow over the mountain forest.

On the shore of this grassy lake, it is far more lively in the evening than during the day. Many small beasts in the jungle choose this time to come to the lake to drink water.

Among those little beasts, I actually saw a two-headed lynx. Its two red and two green eyes were like two precious gems at night. It carefully avoided the prone cat at a distance. The flying dragon by the lake is mixed with a group of black spots all over its body The group of wild boars looked at the flying dragon with vigilance. Such a dragon was lying quietly by the lake, causing the predators that hunted by the lake at night to retreat one after another. Only the extremely thirsty little beast would stay away. He walked around, secretly took a few sips of water, and quickly slipped away.

The clavicle of my left shoulder was completely broken, and there was a blood hole as thick as a bowl on the leather armor of my shoulder. Although the bleeding had stopped, with the wolf's bloodline talent of 'self-healing', the flesh and blood around the blood hole continued to nourish, and quickly Healing, but this kind of injury involving a 'broken bone' state will still take nearly a week to fully recover.

It can be said that the leather armor with the 'Earth Shield' magic pattern given to me by the Yerkes scholar really saved my life at the most critical moment. If it hadn't been for the 'Earth Shield' that appeared out of thin air 'Swing the spider warrior's claws away, the bloody hole in my body will not just be pierced in my shoulder, it will penetrate my entire body from the shoulder.

Kalancuo wrapped my shoulder with a hemostatic bandage, and then I cast three consecutive 'hydrotherapy spells' on myself.

This primary water healing skill is not very effective in healing serious injuries.

I secretly thought: Maybe I should learn a more advanced water healing magic.

Afterwards, I re-treated Ledie's injuries. She was seriously injured. There were penetrating wounds on her shoulders and legs. It looked like she had been pierced by the spider warrior's spear or the sharp tip of the spider's leg. Yes, I think it must have been that when Le Die was fighting to the death with the spider warriors, the spider warriors wanted to capture Le Die alive, so they left such wounds on their limbs.

I carefully treated the wounds on her body. She was covered in a layer of sticky dragon's blood, making her whole body look like a bloody gourd.

Her body no longer heats up, and her breathing and heartbeat gradually calm down. After arriving at the lake, I endured the pain and helped her deal with those wounds, but now those hemostatic bandages are on It was covered in dragon's blood. I wanted to check the condition of her wound and replace it with a new hemostatic bandage to avoid secondary infection of the wound as much as possible.

The flying dragon has become dying. I can feel the vitality passing through its body rapidly, but it is still struggling to support itself. The blood in its body is almost clean, and the leaves of the surrounding grass are covered with blood. Stained red, its eyelids drooped, and its pupils had lost their luster. I even doubted whether it could still see.

But it still endured the pain and torture, struggling to support itself and keep itself alive for one second as long as possible, because the contract ceremony between Le Die and Dragon Egg had not yet been completed.

Squatting on the flat grass, he used the dragon's blood that had not completely dried up to draw the contract circle bit by bit.

In the magic academy, various contract formations are also one of the compulsory subjects for magicians. Methods for making similar contract scrolls have been compiled into textbooks. It's very regular, and it's very good. Lucky sheath

The contract ceremony could be completed four times in a row without success. Both Le Die and Dragon Egg were somewhat repelled by each other, and both parties performed the contract ceremony unconsciously. Although this 'partnership contract' was very important to both of them. It will not have any impact on the person in the future, but in this case, the success rate of signing a contract is still appallingly low.

It's already the fifth contract circle. I feel that the dragon's blood in the bottle has almost condensed into lumps, but I still have to paint it again meticulously. It can't be bad at all. It seems that Le Die is in very good condition. Unfortunately, the dragon egg was also bound by the power of the contract frequently, and the blood lines on the shell became dim. Unfortunately, it still failed.

Kalancuo was on guard in the surrounding area, trying to prevent small animals from disturbing me in the surrounding forest. Large beasts have a strong fear of the power of flying dragons. They dare not come close to them. Only some small forest beasts at the bottom of the food chain will rush out rashly. Generally, in this case, Kalancso will I will make a simple judgment in my mind.

Those little beasts with tender and delicious meat will be hunted by her. Some little beasts with sour and hard meat will be driven away by her if there is nothing to eat.

Luka was sitting on the grass to rest, looking at his arms in surprise. He even rubbed his arms on the sharp ax blade, and found that his skin had really become tougher, and his expression became even more surprised. Surprised like a fool.

I checked Le Die's physical condition. In order to make her stronger, the flying dragon just poured out the last bit of dragon blood in its body on Le Die, so her condition seemed to be pretty good.

It is said that the skin of a warrior bathed in dragon blood will become very tough, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt her. I guess the effect may not be as exaggerated as the legend, but Ledie can indeed directly absorb the original power in the dragon blood.

I straightened up and looked at the contract array in front of me. When I drew this array again, I seemed to have some kind of enlightenment. Ledie was lying in the center of the contract array, and the dragon egg was placed next to her. When the contract array was flowing with magic light, I quickly chanted the spell to make the array effective, and then said the contract words.

Of course, I prayed to the water goddess Eva, longing for the power of the contract to descend on Ledie and the dragon egg, but the previous few times failed without exception. Oh, there were four times in total, and this was the fifth time. I began to suspect that it was not the problem with the drawing I just did, but that I had remembered the most basic format of this contract array incorrectly.

In that case, it would be a joke. A magician would not be able to draw a contract array. How stupid would he be!

However, the magic fluctuations of this contract ceremony felt much stronger than the previous ones. In the end, a red chain emerged from the contract array and entangled Ledie and the dragon egg. Countless magic runes wrapped Ledie and the dragon egg, just like putting a coat made of magic runes on her body, seeping into her skin little by little, and then disappeared very strangely.

The chains printed with magic runes finally did not disintegrate at the last moment of the contract ceremony, but were engraved into her body and the eggshell of the dragon egg. Therefore, there was a certain contract power between Ledie and the dragon egg, which tightly linked them together.

At this moment, the flying dragon finally opened its eyes. It looked at me with gratitude, but it was extremely weak at this moment and seemed to have lost the ability to communicate with me. The words it wanted to say could no longer be sent to my mind, but I could understand the meaning it wanted to express from its eyes.

It was leaving, and it was saying goodbye to me.

On the grass around its body, the dragon blood that was almost dried up seemed to have its own life under the control of some kind of divine power. It kept rolling on the grass and gathered into countless magic stripes. Finally, those magic stripes formed complicated magic runes. Those magic runes were very strange to me. A kind of ancient and primitive breath emanated from the words gathered from the blood.

This was not the ancient orc language, nor the ancient elf language, nor the goblin language of the ancient times. These runes showed a more powerful magic breath of the wild era. They formed a huge magic circle. In the center of the magic circle was the dying dragon.

At this time, it suddenly had some strength, like a last gasp, which allowed it to raise its head and look at me with a piercing gaze: "I'm leaving, human, thank you for everything you've done for my child, I'm sorry I can't give you more rewards, the Dragon God has already called me, and my body will be buried in the Dragon Tomb, where countless dragons hide their bodies after death, the sacred place of the dragons..."

It tried to tell me more information, but the huge magic circle had begun to emit a magical glow, completely enveloping it, and the communication between the flying dragon and me was officially interrupted. A huge circular magic circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters completely envelops the flying dragon, and the breath of magic keeps evaporating from the grass to the air.

The flying dragon was in the magic circle, and its body was taken away little by little by the magic breath that kept evaporating upwards. First, the dragon scales on the surface of the skin began to become fragmented, then a complete layer of dragon skin, and then the flesh and blood under its skin, and finally the complete skeleton also disappeared little by little in the magic circle, leaving nothing behind.

The light and solid dragon scales, the soft dragon skin that can be used to draw high-level magic patterns, the dragon meat that can enhance physical fitness, the dragon bones that can be made into bone weapons, all the priceless magic beast materials, the magic materials of a sub-dragon flying dragon, even the half bottle of dragon blood in my hand, were all evaporated by the huge magic array that appeared out of thin air.

In the end, even the dragon blood that seeped into the soil on the grass disappeared completely.

This is a curse from the Dragon God. In order to allow the dragons to have a complete body after death, the Dragon God will cast a powerful magic array on those dragons who sacrificed their remaining vitality to it before death. This magic array can teleport the bodies of those dragons after death to the dragon tomb. Obviously, this flying dragon has won this honor.

I looked at the empty grassland in silence. There was not even a dragon scale left on the grassland. I was excited to think that I would get a dragon corpse, countless dragon scales, a complete dragon skin, a hill of dragon meat, and huge dragon bones. Unfortunately, all of this was turned into a bubble under the call of the huge magic circle.

Gone, everything is gone.

I even imagined that I would bring those dragon scales to Xinliu Valley and give those orc warriors some dragon scale armor, and let them taste some dragon meat to strengthen their own physique. I think orcs should be able to eat dragon meat.

Although thinking this way is a bit disrespectful to the dragon that just had a deep exchange with me, after all, the dragon is dead.

And I really need every material on it to enrich my warehouse.

But for some reason, seeing that flying dragon disappearing little by little in the magic circle before my eyes and being summoned back to the dragon tomb by the dragon god made me feel relieved. I was very disappointed that I couldn't get those materials, but after all, this was a dragon that I respected very much.

Yes, no matter what the reason was, he saved my team at the critical moment.

For its child, it even gave up revenge on the spider commander. It chose death and gave its child a new life again. It was a dragon full of the greatest maternal love.

I felt guilty about using its body as magic material, but it was a dragon after all. Even if the Grand Duke of Samoyed came in person, I'm afraid it would be impossible to ignore its value. Every dragon is a treasure.

It's a pity that this treasure passed me by...

But in my heart, under that faint sadness and fatigue, that tangled heart suddenly seemed to be relieved.

Looking up at the huge magic circle slowly rising into the night sky, it carries the whole flying dragon, will cross the space-time rift, and return to the dragon tomb.

A huge splash of water rose on the sparkling lake.

I just sat on the grass casually, nodding my head and looking at the wound on my shoulder. I could feel a slight numbness and a slight itch. The flesh at the collarbone was healing rapidly at an unimaginable speed.

Under the night sky, the leaves of the ground night grass on the grass turned from emerald green to a strange reddish brown. They were originally a very common herb. In the orc tribe, the value of this herb was not even as good as the hemostatic grass.

In the eyes of the Green Empire, these herbs are even some ordinary weeds, with almost no value.

But now, they have undergone some mutations under the nourishment of dragon blood, from emerald green to reddish brown. At this time, the name of a precious herb jumped into my mind.

‘Dragon Blood Grass’

My heartbeat quickened… ‘Boom’… ‘Boom’… ‘Boom’…

Maybe these are my gains, but it’s okay.

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Facing the morning light, the gray clouds in the sky gradually became brighter, and we began to walk downstream along the valley at the exit of the lake. I was going to meet up with Qi Ge and the others.