Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 551: Great harvest

The fighting power of the eighth-level pure-blood dragon is really fierce. Even if the Dawn Group has a detailed dragon hunting plan before, it is still full of dangers when they actually confront it.

The silver dragon has rough skin and thick flesh. It was hammered hard by the Ten Thousand Legion in the royal city of Eklensa for a long time but it did not die. Now it is also uncomfortable for the Dawn Legion to deal with it.

No one can kill it in a short time, not even Bartolo, who has the title of "Dragon Hunter".

Fortunately, although Su Lun and the others are not large in number, they have dragon-slaying potions that can break the dragon scales and cause real damage.

This also has the basic conditions for "burning blood".

The mechanical octopus was locked on the back of the silver dragon, and Su Lun and "Blood Duke" Wordsworth were sucking blood acrobatically on the dragon's back. The blood of the pure-blood dragon contains very rich energy and life essence, and the more they drink it, the better they get.

However, this process is also extremely dangerous.

Although the dragon's back was a blind spot for its claws and bites, the silver dragon's breath could still burn them.

As long as you get hit, you will be severely injured even if you don't die.

Fortunately, the dragon's breath is a precursor to release due to gaps and neck bulging. As long as you identify and observe carefully, you still have a moment to escape.

The two of them watched while sucking blood. Whenever the silver dragon showed signs of breathing out its breath, they quickly slipped off the dragon's back and fled far away. Then wait for the dragon's breath to emit, and then find an opportunity to continue sucking blood.

This cycle repeats.

This process of sharpening blood is no less than dancing on a knife's edge. There is no room for error, and any mistake will have disastrous consequences.

The battle continued like this.

Unconsciously, the sky has completely darkened, night has fallen, and the sky is filled with stars.

The angry dragon roar resounded through the sky, and from time to time a beam of holy light and dragon breath illuminated the sky, illuminating several figures in the mountain and the furious silver dragon.

The process of "grinding blood" is that both sides fight for consumption. This is a long process.

Fortunately, everyone in the Liming Group cooperated tacitly, and there were no mistakes in the whole process.

On the front are No. 19 and Bartolo, and on the back are Suellen and Wordsworth.

Qianjou and Barrett were looking for opportunities to contain them.

The battle was fierce from the beginning.

For everyone in the Dawn Regiment, this is not only a fierce battle, but also a rare opportunity.

Actual combat has always been the best shortcut to improve combat effectiveness.

Although Silver Dragon has ninth-level combat power, it is not really ninth-level after all.

The dragons are the most perfect advanced creatures in the low-level planes, and the dragon's power is also a very special pressure on the life level in the world. Su Lun and the others discovered when they hunted the Thunder Dragon before that Longwei had an incredible miraculous effect on the growth of domineering power.

Being able to fight a giant dragon, his combat experience is definitely not comparable to that of humans of the same level.

As for the Dawn Regiment, which is of special seventh level like Su Lun and Qian Jiao, it is difficult for ordinary enemies to bring them a truly fatal sense of oppression. This kind of enemy is hard to come by.

Just like now.

Domineering is a fearless and domineering spirit, and you become stronger when you are strong.

Under the strong pressure of Long Wei, the domineering energy of everyone participating in the dragon hunting continued to condense, becoming thicker and thicker visibly to the naked eye.

The eighth-level silver dragon can give everyone a sense of pressure on the line between life and death, like a whetstone to sharpen the edge. The process of sharpening a knife is painful, but as long as you get through it, the knife will become sharper and sharper.

There are three seventh-level people present, Su Lun, Qian Jiao and Barrett.

The huge gap in rank puts the three of them under even more terrifying pressure.

Fortunately for Su Lun, he has super spatial displacement and a dragon-slaying armor, and he is not facing the battle directly, so he is not in too much danger.

And Barrett is wearing [Gracie's Dragon Rider Heavy Armor]. Although it is a bit bulkier, fortunately, its defense is amazing, and even after being hit many times, the injuries are not serious.

But Senjou who takes on the challenge head-on is terrible.

She is wearing a red armor, which she got from the Mountain Hidden Kingdom [iron red scales painted with five body parts]. Although it was of excellent quality, it was still the flexible light armor of a Gu Quan swordsman, and its defense was still not good enough in front of an eighth-level pure-blood dragon. It had been hit hard many times and most of it had been worn away.

At this moment, thousands of foreheads were dripping with blood, and there were traces of being burned by the dragon's breath all over their bodies.

However, although the injury was serious, at this moment everyone, including Su Lun, planned to persuade her to quit.

Because at this moment, everyone was shocked by the vision on her body!

The golden body of the Sanjie Rakshasa female behind Qiantiao was already glowing with golden light, as if burning flames spilled out for several meters. The knot that bound her hair broke, and her green hair flew up without the wind, like a head of flaming hair, just like the shadow of a Rakshasa behind her.

What's even more mysterious is that the domineering energy leaking from her body is mixed with the shadow's divine power, and actually faintly competes with the dragon's power, and is on par with it.

She relied on the Rakshasa girl of Sanjie to be tough in front of the silver dragon without fear.

Qianjou's state had appeared once before in the "Land of Underworld". Su Lun didn't realize it. She seemed to have fallen into that mysterious state of enlightenment again.

The Rakshasa girl becomes stronger when she is strong, and she will grow rapidly in battle.

The more you are on the verge of death in battle, the clearer your sense of growth becomes.

This is the passive potential of the talent itself of [A-022-Rakshasa Girl].

The talent of the Three Interpretations is even more mysterious, and is considered "taboo" even by those on the plane of gods harvested by Su Lun.

This is not a realm that mortals can touch, but a realm of gods.

In a plane with perfect laws like the Plane of Gods, it is said that there are billions of unique people with excellent talents who can use their mortal bodies to realize their talents. But those kind of people are all top-notch experts who will become gods in the end.

Su Lun doesn’t know what the three interpretations talent means, but there is a saying in the plane of gods that it is a talent known as the reincarnation of gods.

At this moment, Qianjou already looks like a hellish Rakshasa.

So even though they saw Qian Tiao being seriously injured, no one advised her to stay away temporarily, knowing that they could not do so.

This state of selflessness is the great opportunity between life and death.

At this moment, Senjou's momentum had reached its peak as he was knocked away again.

She injected herself with a powerful healing potion and rushed forward again.

While wielding the sword, everyone seemed to hear the sound of Sanskrit chanting ringing in their ears: "I saw the appearance of evil beings in hell, all the appearances are mine. After I drew my sword, I killed all the gods and demons. You can also kill the dragon!"

At the same time as this mysterious sound sounded, a strange aura of good and evil mixed up suddenly lingered in the world.

One side is the golden light of mercy, and the other side is the **** light of hell.

In an instant, visions of heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly gathered, and thousands of thunder snakes gathered on the demon sword. Above the blade, it seemed that people could see an endless and terrifying scene of hell.

With one slash, the overbearing sword energy spanned hundreds of meters and landed on the scales on the silver dragon's neck, leaving a **** mark.

Su Lun and others were stunned.

They never expected that Qianjou would use his sword energy to cut a **** hole on the dragon's neck, the hardest part of the dragon's body?

Although the wound was not serious, Qian Jiao was the only person I had ever seen who could kill a ninth-level dragon with a seventh-level sword.

Bartolo's turbid eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his heart trembled: "What a great talent"

Only this old sword **** can understand the changes in Qianjou's sword intent at this moment better than anyone else. This is just like the "Realm of Cutting the Rules" that he taught before. In other words, this sword has already broken through the Holy Realm and touched the threshold of the so-called Sword God Realm.

Not only has she grasped the essence of the Shinto Wu Nian style, she also has her own unique way of swordsmanship.

With this sword, she made people see the scene of **** in her eyes.

Bartolo looked at it and sighed again: "What a wise swordsman!"

Qianjou seemed to have suddenly realized a new realm of swordsmanship during the battle, and his momentum was still rising.

She became more and more brave, and she was even able to fight the dragon head-on with Bartolo and No. 19.

But correspondingly, there are more and more injuries on the body.

Fortunately, Bartolo and the others also cooperated tacitly. While fighting the giant dragon, they also provided cover for Qianjou. Let her continue to gain more insights in this state without falling into a certain death situation.

The fight was lively in the sky, and on the sea, the Evernight also fought fiercely with a group of sea beasts, and the roar of artillery resounded through the dark night.

The silver dragon has paid the price for his arrogance again. It didn't know that this time it was the same as the last time it was besieged and killed in the royal city of Eklensa, and it was on the verge of death.

It just didn't expect that just a few humans would force it into a desperate situation.

And because the existence of the dragon-slaying potion prevented the dragon's super self-healing talent, the silver dragon's physical condition became worse and worse.

At this moment, the silver dragon no longer had the contempt it had before. It let out angry dragon roars in an attempt to summon monsters from the nearby sea to help. It's a pity that when the 10,000-person corps was surrounded and killed before, all the monsters and sea monsters nearby were killed or injured. Now that a giant dragon cannot protect itself, its intimidation is greatly reduced, and even those sea beasts with a little bit of intelligence know how to stay away from it.

Even if there were still some monsters chasing after them, the people on the Evernight, relying on the strength of the ship and the power of the guns, immediately stopped the monsters on the sea surface, preventing them from interfering with the battle in the sky.

Only after fighting in person did we know that the vitality of the eighth-level dragon was really tenacious.

Everyone in the Dawn Regiment worked hard like this for an hour or two, and then the silver dragon's wings of resistance gradually became weak.

Except for Suellen who has [Isaac’s Alchemy Heart] and is still strong in combat, almost everyone else is exhausted.

This kind of high-intensity battle consumption is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.

Fortunately, the balance of victory still favored the Dawn Regiment. The dragon-slaying potion prevented the Silver Dragon's injury from healing, which also allowed the "blood grinding tactic" to succeed in the end.

Finally, a sad dragon roar echoed through the sky, and the silver dragon, which had lost too much blood, fell from the sky.

Su Lun quickly **** the silver dragon with mechanical ropes and stuffed it into the small void world.

The night sky returned to silence, and the battle finally came to an end.

On the sea, the silver dragon was defeated, and the monsters faded away like a tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Everyone on the Evernight erupted in shocking cheers.

Su Lun turned around and took a look. Everyone involved in the battle was more or less injured.

Several parts of No. 19's mechanical body were broken, but after replacement, a new No. 19 was created; Bartolo was hit by a silver dragon and broke the radius bone of his left arm, and will probably have to rest for a few more days; Wordsworth Si's abdomen was scratched with several exaggerated blood holes. Fortunately, vampires can recover through blood-sucking, and the damage to their vitality is not serious. Although Barrett is wearing armor, he does not seem to have major trauma, but there are many internal organs in his body. The damage is serious; even the mechanical octopus is seriously damaged and may need to be returned to the factory for overhaul.

But the one who was most seriously injured was Qian Jiao.

There were wounds all over her body.

As soon as the battle was over, her tense nerves relaxed, and the Rakshasa disappeared from the excitement and returned to normal.

The long-lasting battle broke out, and she was exhausted. The moment she breathed a sigh of relief, she fell drunk from the air.

No. 19 had quick eyes and quick hands. With a flutter of his wings, he flew a hundred meters and caught Qian Jiao falling in mid-air.

A few people landed on the sea, breathing heavily and looking at each other with smiles.

Although they couldn't hide their exhaustion on their faces, they had gained a lot from this battle. Killing this eighth-level dragon was a huge opportunity for the team and all of them. It is also a combat experience worth remembering for a lifetime.

I didn’t realize it during the battle just now, I was just amazed at Qian Jiao’s breakthrough. Now that everyone had come back to their senses, they realized that they had gained a lot of insights from this battle.

Once you have climbed a peak, that mountain no longer needs to be looked up to.

Not just an improvement in realm perception, this eighth-level silver dragon has brought too many substantial gains to everyone.

This is another top-quality material for refining breeding equipment.

And in the words of Dr. Banks, the more advanced the dragon's blood gene is, the more complete it is and the higher the research value.

With this silver dragon, there is a high probability that the "Dragon Blood Gene Potion" will become a reality in the near future. At that time, it will give everyone in the Dawn Group a qualitative leap.

Everyone took a few breaths, and the joy of victory gradually appeared on their faces.

No one was injured, which is the greatest luck.

Until the end of the battle, Bartolo was still in disbelief. Did they really hunt an eighth-level pure-blood dragon?

This is probably the most powerful dragon that humans have hunted in the past thousands of years.

This Dawn Group has created another miracle.

Su Lun's silk thread is the best surgical method. As soon as it fell down, he helped Qian Tiao treat those horrific wounds that showed the white bones.

The wound was sutured with silk thread, and the blood stopped flowing out instantly, and the wound was prevented from worsening.

Qianjou felt a little bit in pain, and looking at himself as if he was the most miserable among all the people, he muttered: "Oh, my body is still too weak."

When everyone heard this, their eyes twitched. Only bystanders knew how fierce she was just now.

Barrett couldn't laugh or cry, and laughed at himself: "Miss Senjou's body can be said to be weak, so my fat body is in vain."

While speaking, I couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, but the smile on my lips remained.

Same seventh level, same opponent, he was really envious. Qian Jiao's strength was not as weak as she made fun of herself. The terror of her sword can only be understood by those who have just experienced it.

No. 19 also sighed: "Indeed. Sister Senjo is very powerful."

Bartolo on the side finally had a chance to speak and said with a smile: "Your talent really astonishes me. Not only have you touched the threshold above the holy realm, you have also touched the eighth-level 'Hegemony' . These injuries are not a bad thing. After you can fully grasp the insights from the previous battle, your realm will take a big step forward."

Su Lun was used to it. How could he not be familiar with the temperament of this gambling-addicted young woman? Mr. Jing has said before that the Qianjiao Sword Heart is clear, and her talent as a Rakshasa Girl of the Three Realms is more like instinct than subjective consciousness.

He concluded that the young woman addicted to gambling had no consciousness at this moment to remember what she had just done.

"Huh?"

When Senjo heard everyone saying this, Luke showed a blank expression.

She rolled her eyes and thought about it, as if she didn't realize what she had just experienced.

Everyone looked at her expression and chuckled.

But this is not the place to talk. After simply suturing the fatal wound, Su Lun called to everyone: "Let's go back to the ship."

Su Lun and the others returned to the Evernight, and all the members also cheered, celebrating another glorious victory of their Dawn Regiment.

But celebrating is something to consider later. Right now they have a more important thing to do.

That is to collect the spoils.

On the ice in the distance are the corpses of three thousand-man corps, as well as countless World of Warcraft materials. This is a priceless fortune.

The battlefield where we fought the Silver Dragon stretched for dozens of kilometers, and there were corpses of monsters along the way. Everyone in the Dawn Group happily recovered them along the way.

Not long after, the ship returned to the edge of the frozen sea, and tens of thousands of members got off the ship to touch the bodies.

The cold night wind could not stop the enthusiasm of the team members. They rummaged through various corpses on the **** battlefield.

The magicians in the God Plane are already very wealthy, and this is the first time that the Dawn Regiment has harvested the spoils of three reorganized regiments of ten thousand people.

Not long after, various treasures were piled on the deck of the Evernight.

Wands, robes, magic books, crystal balls, magic scrolls, various gemstones, and materials.

There are also several extremely powerful legion magic tools, such as the [Forbidden Sky Realm] that previously restricted Su Lun, and the [Stalker's Night Curtain] used by the three legions to hide traces, which are extremely powerful. 【Gathered Thunder Tower】.

Most of these legion magic tools contain the divine power of faith, and alchemists cannot play any role. But the mountain dwarves in the Little Void Realm are good at forging and can always transform something useful. Even if it cannot be used, the materials disassembled from the top magic guide are also top-notch.

Then there are the countless monster corpses. These corpses are not only materials, but also provide enough genetic samples for Dr. Banks' biological laboratory.

Sure enough, as long as you win, you will definitely make a lot of money.

Not only did the cannonball money that was consumed before come back, but I also made a huge profit a hundred times, a thousand times!

The material warehouse in the Little Void Realm has been piled up. Members of the Dawn Regiment now have almost no shortage of high-end materials whether they want to advance or refine equipment.

It is not an exaggeration to say that you became rich overnight.

The Dawn Group fell into the joy of harvest.

It was left to the crew to clean up and count the loot. Su Lun and the high-level warriors experienced a brutal dragon-slaying battle and were in urgent need of rest and recuperation. After everyone boarded the ship, they all returned to their rooms for healing and retreat.

Su Lun and Qian Jiao returned to the captain's room, took care of their injuries, and immediately began to meditate.

Qianjou wanted to seize that rare fighting insight, and Su Lun also gained a lot.

Not just the illusory battle insights, but the soul fragments of 30,000 magicians and countless monsters are real gains.

This is also the first time for him to absorb so many high-quality souls, and it takes a lot of time to digest them.

After digestion, there will definitely be a substantial improvement.

Everyone in the Dawn Regiment quickly took stock of the battlefield and did not dare to stay longer.

They know very well that this time the group has destroyed a group of three thousand people. Those guys in the plane of gods will definitely not give up. If they really wait for the reinforcements to come, something may happen.

The Evernight changed its course and quietly disappeared into the night.

Not long after the Dawn Regiment left, a black-robed magician appeared on the ice where they had fought before.

Although he had tried his best to come when he received the request for reinforcements, it was still too late.

Looking at the traces of the battle and the ice without a body left behind, he let out a sigh: "Those natives were so cautious, they even disposed of the bodies."

The cloaked mage walked on the ice, becoming more solemn as he walked, as if he wanted to find some clues.

However, after walking for a long time, he didn't find any clues. Instead, he said to himself in surprise: "Not even the soul fragments were left. It seems that he really has that legendary talent."

Seeing this, the cloaked mage stopped searching in vain.

He raised the dark staff and chanted a magic spell: "Great God of the Dead, I recite your name, please give your messenger the power to summon the dead."

It was this spell that was chanted, and not long after, the ice cracked with "click" and "click" sounds, and several magician corpses that were frozen under the ice struggled to crawl out.

The corpse's eyes were burning with strange green fire, and it walked tremblingly in front of the cloaked man.

The cloaked man actually asked the corpse: "Tell me, what happened."

But something even weirder is yet to come.

At this moment, the green fire in the eyes of the corpses started rolling, as if they were telling something.

The cloaked man listened to the corpse language for a while, as if he really understood it, and said to himself in disbelief: "A silver dragon is coming?"

At this moment, he already understood what happened.

He never imagined that his foolproof ambush plan would fail in such a bizarre way.