Chapter 1362: Trapped in the Trick (34)

The Kingdom of Norvi, also known as the Land of the Ancient Gods, is an ancient kingdom formed by millions of years of history.

If you don't include the Kingdom of Iceland, it is the northernmost country in Europe that connects the land, a land of snow and ice, but also dense jungles, rich and uncontested with the rest of the world.

Segrade remembered that the swordsman Solal had said that Norvi was the home of the dragon hunters. Although the dragon hunters are scattered all over the world to hunt dragons, their base camp will always be in this country. Since this is where the dragon hunters have taken root, it is only natural that they will set up the most important weapon treasure house of the clan, the [Valhalla's Hall], here.

In other words, did the portal just now send the leopard youth from Egypt to Norvi?

"What are you doing? Keep up. Father Odin was already walking in the woods, beckoning from afar.

"Where the hell are you going?" Segrade chased after him a few arrows, getting farther and farther away from the mountain behind him that hid the dragon hunter's base, and couldn't help but wonder. The woods weren't too dense, and as far as the eye could see, the leopard youth didn't find any buildings. If Daddy Odin was going to give the recipe and ingredients to Segrade from the ruins of some dragon hunter, it would make sense, but what could he take out of this forest where there was nothing?

The leopard youth reluctantly followed. It's useless to speculate, you can only wait for Daddy Odin to reveal the mystery himself. Just as Segrade stepped into the forest, a pair of snake-like eyes opened from a dark corner of the forest and glanced at the two intruders. The cracked snake's eyes focused on the leopard-man youth, and it squinted, quickly disappearing into the depths of the woods.

"Hello!" Segrad sneezed.

"If you're in good health, this temperature will make you cold?" Daddy Odin mocked.

The leopard man youth was too lazy to take care of the old man. Segrad is currently dressed in short-sleeved trousers, crossing from a world of extreme heat to a new world covered in snow and green beneath the silver. The thickest piece of cloth on his body was nothing more than the crotch cloth he was wearing, and that kind of thing didn't keep him warm. If this kind of sour clothing can also keep a person from catching a cold or sneezing in a near-zero temperature environment, then what is the use of cold protection equipment?

"First of all, let me explain: the [borneol] paint you want, the main ingredients are dragon saliva and brain fluid. In other words, it is a rarity that requires a dragon to be hunted. So there's no going to have this [raw material] in the place I'm taking you to, so don't bother with dragon hunting. "It's a little different from saying yes. The leopard man youth rubbed his bruised nose and protested.

"Hmph, it's a little different. However, there are more dragons in the world, and that kind of flying lizard is hunted casually in the Dragon Continent, so it's not difficult to find, so you don't need me to take you to find it, right?" Segrade didn't respond, and continued to walk forward silently to show his dissatisfaction.

"So, let's not mention the dipterocarp for the time being. Let's turn to [pine resin]. "Daddy Odin stopped in front of a tree. Segrade couldn't help but look at the tree curiously. The straight trunk of the tree is like steel needles, and the tall and tall tree shape is burly, and sure enough, it is a pine tree.

"This is a 3,000-year-old [sperm pine]. Its main characteristic is that it emits a fragrance similar to that of camphor wood. Daddy Odin took the dagger from his waist and scratched it on the bark. When he cut through the bark, sure enough, a refreshing fragrance began to spread. Although the kitten's nose in Segrade was much dulled by frostbite, he could still easily feel its strong, not strong, pungent scent.

"And it's a very unique resin color, it's like this. The old man continued, and the knife made a few more strokes on the cut in the bark, deepening the incision.

Soon, some kind of golden-yellow semi-colloidal substance flowed out of the trunk. At first glance, Segrade thought it was honey. It looked so clear, so beautiful that it was so beautiful that Segrade had the illusion that it was as sweet and delicious as honey.

"What's the matter, do you want to take a bite?" Father Odin suppressed the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, scraped off the resin with a knife with a serious face, and handed it to the leopard man youth: "Then try it, at least it is not poisonous." "Can this really eat meow?" Segrade, who had been deceived once, couldn't help but be a little skeptical.

"I can eat it. Father Odin replied without emotion: "Twenty thousand years ago, our people were forced to retreat to a forest of sperm pines after losing a war, and they were almost wiped out. There was nothing to eat or drink in the forest, so they had to quench their thirst by melting water from the snow and ice in the trees, and their only source of food was this resin. After more than a month of hard fighting by gnawing on tree bark and sucking resin, my people finally won the battle and survived, which is why the dragon hunters are prosperous today. So this masaminous pine, we plant a large area every ten years to show our gratitude for this generous plant. "Got it—just give me a try, verbose meow. The more Segrade listened, the more impatient he became, and he picked up the knife stained with resin and shook his tongue.

However, he regretted it instantly. A surprisingly bitter taste spread through his throat. Just a drop of resin the size of a soybean brings a taste thousands of times bitterer than the most bitter plant in the Turkic Everglades, Sophora ginseng!

"Bah, bah, bah, bah—" Segrade was so miserable that he didn't even have time to take care of his demeanor, so he had to spit vigorously, trying to get rid of the terrible bitterness in his mouth!

"Oh my meow! What the hell is this! It's a terrible meow!!" After spitting a round of saliva, Segrade had time to complain.

"Aha, look at you, a gluttonous cat, if you dare to eat something of unknown origin. Daddy Odin seemed pleased—he was clearly playing tricks on Segrade for fun.

"Bastard! what a lie!" Segrade was still cleaning his mouth, "The story just now is also fake, how can you people let go of such a bitter thing!" "The story is true." The old man replied lightly, scraping more resin from the trunk of the tree with golden pine resin, and putting a finger-sized piece of resin into his mouth: "When you are hungry, you can swallow whatever is unpalatable." Human life is a kind of suffering, what is this bitterness in comparison?" he chewed casually, as if he were chewing a piece of beeswax, and the leopard man was dumbfounded.

"Oh, it can also sterilize and deodorize, forming a long-term antibacterial protective layer in the mouth, which is good for teeth. Father Odin continued to say to the leopard man in a persuasive tone, "Don't you really want to eat more?" Segrade knew that the old man was obviously lying to him this time, and of course he wouldn't be fooled.

"Anyway, that's what we're looking for. Daddy Odin took out the bag he had prepared in the morning, hung it on the edge of the cut bark, and supported the bag against the clever angle of the cut in the trunk, so that the bag could hang on the trunk for a long time, so that the resin that flowed down automatically collected it.

"The collected resin is dried and ground into powder, and the pine resin powder used for enchantment is half completed. Daddy Odin continued, "But of course, this is only the [medium] responsible for preserving the magic power, and it is impossible to apply this resin alone. "I knew meow. Segrade snorted even more dissatisfied. There were three types of enchantment pine resin that he knew, Thunderbolt, Frozen, and Flame Resin. But the pine resin in front of him that he can put in his mouth and eat obviously does not have special magic.

"So, we need to add other [ingredients] to the pine resin. Odin Daddy continued. Then he stretched out his hands and slapped them twice, as if beckoning something.

Something, all of a sudden, came down from the tree!

The sudden appearance of a black shadow without warning startled Segrade at first—he thought it was some kind of poisonous snake perched on a tree!

However, when the thing rested on Daddy Odin's shoulder, and the young man of the leopard man looked at it clearly, Segrade's little heart calmed down.

That thing wasn't a viper at all. In contrast to the ugly-looking viper, it was some kind of clever little lizard with pitifully small wings. The fist-sized lizard, with its large, watery eyes, was staring at Segrade stupidly. It has dark red scales that reflect beautiful fire in the sunlight. Judging by the eyes of those who don't hate lizards, this little lizard is actually quite beautiful.

Is this a dragon?

However, its hilarious size is a far cry from the dragons Segrad knows. An adult dragon with power may have the ability to magically transform itself into this size, but most dragons don't. After all, doing so would be tantamount to showing weakness in front of strangers, and the dragons who wanted to save face would rather die than disgrace their reputation.

So, this is a young and ignorant young dragon who doesn't understand the world?

Not right either. Aren't the dragon hunters specialized in hunting dragons? They and the dragons should be mortal enemies, right? It is impossible for dragon cubs to be so close to the old dragon hunters.

Seeing Segrade's puzzled face, probably unable to guess the origin of this creature, the old man Odin squeezed out a victor's smile:

"It's a hot melon, my little pet. As you can see, he's a Fakedragon. ＂