Trying to use dragon's blood as the base for potions seems like a no-brainer. In fact, this is not the case, not to mention that most people do not know how to use the rare and magical material of dragon blood, and it is already very difficult to obtain dragon blood alone. Hunting dragons alone is only seen in dramas and songs for those who live in this era of stability, and dragons are rarely seen in a world dominated by humans and other intelligent races. Of course, this is not to say that they were all killed by these mortal races, but for dragons with near-endless lifespans, the movement of these small creatures is simply not enough to attract their attention.

Therefore, although dragons always appear in the world's records, they do not appear for a long time each time, and even if these giant flying lizards are interested in a human or other creature and walk with them, the life of ordinary species is too short for them. The scales, horns, teeth, and other materials mentioned in various books are mostly recorded in the older and more chaotic years when they were donated voluntarily by those who died in battle or made a pact with mortals. In short, to this day, if you want to find a forger or potions scholar who can handle the materials on the dragon seed, I am afraid that only the longest-lived elves among mortals have very few elders who know the method.

Luckily, however, as a mage organization that has always existed outside the world, the Grey Tower's mentor seems to have no intention of adapting to local conditions in the use of various materials, and during Cheese's years as a low-level apprentice, whether it is the materials on the dragon, the horns from the abyssal demons, or some strange creatures revered as divine messengers by humans and other races, they have all appeared on the mage's laboratory table or in his daily exams. Therefore, it is not a problem for cheese to deal with dragon's blood. However, obtaining dragon's blood is a real problem.

Migo had a contract with Cheese, so he couldn't resist the mage's blood. After all, for the huge size of the dragon, the dragon blood required to prepare the potion is really a drop in the bucket, so the regulations in the contract to protect the contractor will not be triggered at all. But that doesn't mean that Si only needs to take a knife or something to make a wound on the red dragon's body to get dragon blood, and the dragon's scales covering its body are enough to withstand most of the world's physical or supernatural damage, which is one of the reasons why these huge creatures have always had a unique sense of superiority over other species. And this problem is reflected in the present, which causes the mage to walk around Migo several times and cannot find where to get the knife.

"Hahahaha, it's no problem, didn't you claim to take my blood just now?, why don't you speak now?" Although he couldn't resist directly, Migo still regarded mocking Cheese with words as a victory. And what it said was indeed the truth, in the absence of a sharp weapon that could pierce the dragon scales in his hand, even a mage could not easily obtain the dragon's blood.

"What's the noise, if you're willing to open your mouth and let me get blood, will it be okay soon?" said the mage, frowning. Indeed, although dragons are protected by scales, they do not have the heavy scales in their mouths. If Migo is willing to cooperate with Cheese's blood extraction, then he can open his mouth and let the mage take blood from his mouth. But looking at the way the dragon closed its mouth, it was clear that it did not want Cheese to succeed.

So the dragon triumphantly watched as the mage swirled around him, thinking about where to start to get the dragon's blood through the scales. As time went on, Cheese became more and more anxious, and the more anxious Cheese became, the happier the dragon felt, and it was Migo's favorite amusement to see the mage who had been riding on his head sullen because he couldn't do anything about himself. Eventually, the mage's patience seemed to be exhausted. He walked up to the dragon, and just as Migo thought Cheese was going to beg him for a little blood, the mage began to chant an obscure incantation.

This spell was not the same as the spell that the mage had used before, and the previous incantation of the cheese was either in the language of humans or other sapient beings, or it was a combination of simple syllables. This time, however, his voice was not heard in the air, even though Cheese was chanting again, but if you look at his Adam's apple, you can see that the mage's throat is indeed shaking. At the same time, although his ears did not hear it, Migo heard the mage's incantation in his mind, it was something that could not be called language, it was more like a feeling, it could not hear obvious tones and syllables, and even the dragon wondered if it could find something in reality that could make a similar sound to it. As this feeling became more and more intense, Migo also realized that no matter what spell the mage was preparing, its power was probably not only to break the dragon scales, but also looking at Cheese's posture, he was obviously planning to cast a spell on the most vulnerable reverse scales on the dragon's body, this is not a joke part, if the reverse scales are damaged, it will really kill people, no, dead dragons!

"Wait, wait, I'm willing to let you take blood out of my mouth!Stop! Stop!"The instinct told the red dragon that it was better to cooperate with the mage's actions. So Migo gave in a few seconds after Cheese started chanting the incantation.

Hearing that Migo agreed to take blood, Cheese stopped singing. Just as the dragon had a hunch, the magic that the mage had prepared just now was an extremely dangerous thing, although Cheese deliberately lowered the power of the spell to the point that it could only target the most vulnerable scales on the dragon's body to cast the spell, but the spell itself was the same as the original, and it was no wonder that Migo instinctively felt fear.

"Whew...... , wouldn't there be so many things to agree with, open your mouth. Cheese said as he pulled out a knife with a blue glow from his robe. The knife in his hand was a gift from Ann Lina on one of his birthdays, and it was not a magic weapon in itself, but the magic attached to it by the Ancients of the Blood Clan allowed it to easily cut through most things without harming their original nature. In other words, it's a special material knife.

Reluctantly opening his mouth, Migo, as a dragon, disdained to deny it again since he had promised the mage that he was willing to cooperate with the blood collection. Faced with a large mouth full of two people, Cheese jumped into the dragon's mouth in three steps and two steps without fear, and now Migo only had to close his mouth, and cheese would become his belly. But that didn't happen, and the mage took the knife and picked at a less important part of the dragon's mouth, cutting a slender wound in it with a blue-sheening blade. Due to the special enchantment, the mage's knife did not cause the dragon the pain he imagined. And as the wound appeared, the bright red dragon blood flashed with a magical luster overflowing from the wound, and Cheese quickly took out the prepared empty water bag and filled it with a bag full of dragon blood, which for the dragon, it may be the weight of a drop of blood.

"Okay, you can shut up. By the way, you've been taking the time to clean your mouth lately, and it doesn't smell good. Jumping back into the snow, the mage said.

"It's already finished, didn't I say yes if it didn't hurt that much? Really, I scared the dragon just now. Migo, completely unaware of the pain, was embarrassed by what he had just done, but as a good-faced dragon, it still tried to put the blame on the mage's lack of clarity.

"Cut, a centuries-old dragon, who knew you were so afraid of pain. Spreading his hand and shaking his head, he said, Cheese has nothing to do with a character like Red Dragon.

However, now that the dragon's blood has arrived, it is very simple to prepare the antidote. In less than an hour, the mage, who had already prepared the whole preparation, concocted a bag of potions, and he said that after the bag of potions as bright red as blood was poured into the mountain spring at the source of the Dragon's Blood Creek, the water flow from where it started gradually turned red, but this red gradually became lighter from the bright red at the beginning, and turned pink at the end of the sight. But if someone looks down on the Dragon's Blood Creek from the sky at this time, they will find that when the color of the river turns pink, the color will no longer become lighter, and this color will soon spread downstream along the river, and at this rate, it will not be long before the color of the Dragon's Blood Creek in the entire Earldom of Saron will change to this color.

"Now, it's indeed Dragon's Blood Creek. The mage said, standing on the rocks, looking at the river that was changing color in the distance.

"Hey, aren't you afraid of being discovered by those people for such a big move?" said the red dragon.

"Don't worry, I've already calculated, the amount of these potions is only enough to flow within the county of Salon, and after the river flows out of the county, the concentration of the potions is no different from nothing. You don't want anyone to do bad things with your blood, do you? Cheese said.