Chapter 498: The Angry Silver Dragon

"It can hurt a little bit. ā€

With that, without waiting for the Sacred Tree to reply, Lukka walked over to the wall and pushed Dolan away. As soon as he left the vicinity of the wall, a smile immediately began to appear on the wood spirit's face again.

Lukka uttered the incantation, and the wind blade slammed straight into the wooden wall.

At first, there seemed to be little change on the walls, but after a few moments, a dazzling silver light shone through a dozen cracks.

Lukka tapped his hand on the wall and turned back to ask, "Who's got a knife or something?" ā€

"Pry what? Wind Blade again. Shut up and said.

"I'm fine," Lukka said, gesturing to the trembling tree, "she won't be able to hold on." ā€

"Oh, too. Shut up and shook his wings and flew to Dolan's head, "This wooden head can even pry off the guide stone, let him come." ā€

Dolan didn't seem to hear it, his eyes kept staring at the light reflected on the wall, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and he muttered to himself: "This light is so beautiful......

"That's enough, wake up!" Lukka raised his hand, dispelling the effect of the Joy Spell on him.

The smile on Dolan's face suddenly stopped, and he rubbed his eyes for a long time as if he had just woken up from a big dream, before he understood what Lukka was going to do.

"Pry off these broken logs?" Dolan walked over, his right hand turning into a vine, gesturing at the wall.

"It doesn't take much, just an opening so I can reach for it. Luca said.

"Leave it to me. Dolan agreed, and soon made a thirty-centimeter-diameter hole in the wall.

Lukka walked over, took a deep breath, and reached for the silver light that shone behind the hole.

After ten minutes, the silver light of the magic disappeared completely, and only a speck of ghostly light from the fluorescent mushrooms remained in the room.

Lukka supported his body with his staff, his head bowed and he didn't say a word, as if he was a little overwhelmed.

"Are you alright?" asked the Sacred Tree with concern.

"There's nothing wrong with him," Shut up and answer Luca, "absorbing two systems of energy at once, and everyone is a little panicked." In other words, just eat enough, throw him back on the boat, meditate for two or three days, and then he will be fine. ā€

Lukka paused, looked up and asked, "How's the rest of the people doing?"

The sacred tree listened attentively and replied, "It should be recovered, I vaguely heard someone on the first floor shouting that he was hungry." ā€

"Then I'm relieved. Lukka breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, "You guys find someone to carry me down, I'm so tired today." ā€

The sacred tree nodded and smiled, and countless leaves and petals suddenly floated out from the floor, walls, and ceiling of this small room, holding Lukka firmly from below, and floating out along the passage from which he came, all the way to the Silent Death.

Three days later, at noon, after meditating, Lukka walked out of the captain's room. The two new powers had settled down in the Spirit Starry Sky, and he finally had the energy to look at the ruined island of calm.

Seeing him come out, the only one who ran over to say hello was Thea.

Silver Dragon's silver hair jumped elastically in the sunlight, but his brow was tightly furrowed.

"What's going on? what about the others?" Lukka asked.

Thea replied, "Ollie and Daniel are helping to prune the branches, Lindh is carrying the reduced wooden poles away, Nora has not come out of the dining room, Crete should be looking around with a telescope on the top of the tower, the goblins and gnomes are arguing over the excavators, Dolan is blowing the wind on the shore and is sleeping on top of the mast with his mouth shut." ā€

Lukka crossed her fingers for a long time and found that she had said one less.

"Where's Phil?" he asked.

"I'm mad at him!" Thea stomped her foot angrily.

"Tap! Your feet are about to turn back into dragon claws, and you stomped the ship to see if Daniel didn't fight with you. Lukka hurried to stop it.

"It's infuriating!" Thea retracted her feet, her face still puffing out.

"What the hell did he mess with you?" Lukka asked.

Thea pointed in the direction of the Tower of Peace: "This sacred tree has woken up, but the state is not much better, it is said that you also stabbed her in the heart a few times, is it true?"

"Who is talking that nonsense? I'm operating on her. Lukka hastened to deny it.

"Surgery, that's what Phil talked about, cutting people open, isn't it still a few stabs?" Thea said.

"Of course it's different!" Lukka said, but it wasn't realistic to explain this to Thea, so he simply changed the subject, "You said the sacred tree is not in good shape?"

"yes, what was wrong with her...... Thea scratched her head, unable to say the term.

"Blight?" Lukka remembered that the sacred tree seemed to mention once.

"Yes, that's it," Thea's eyes lit up, "she's had this problem in the first place, but she hasn't had a seizure." But after you stabbed her a few times, she didn't seem to be able to suppress the disease. ā€

"Did Phil go and see it? what did he say, is there a way?" Lukka asked.

"That's why I'm angry about this!" Thea raised her right foot again, but under Luca's gaze, she sighed, put her foot down gently, and continued, "The entire Boiling Sea, no, the entire Ocean World, there should be no more powerful alchemist than him, right?"

"I agree," Lukka nodded, "but you'd better not tell him that directly, lest his tail go up into the air." ā€

"Tail, he's human. Thea blinked wide-eyed.

"Parable, it's parable. Lukka waved his hand, "Go on, what's wrong with him?"

And he said, It is a cure. Thea's words became brief.

"Then why are you angry?" Lukka still didn't know.

"He's the only one in the entire Boiling Sea who can make a potion for that disease, and guess what? He's—" Thea gritted her teeth and said word by word, "No!

"Don't take the money?" Lukka also shouted, but he was much more mature than Yinlong after all, and quickly controlled his emotions, "If you don't take it, you won't take it, anyway, even if he collects the money, he won't give it to you, are you so angry?"

Thea continued, "He used the viscous seawater here, plus the Yaga you gave him last time, the gas coming out of the boiling sea, and a bunch of materials I hadn't heard of to create a solvent. ā€

"Solvent, not potion?" Lukka could tell the difference.

"Well, no, he made dozens of cauldrons of this solvent, and he still needs to dissolve a metal in it before it can be considered a complete potion. Thea said.

"Metal, does he want you to go to the dwarves and ask for iron ore?" asked Luca.

"It's not iron, do you remember there's a chest in the bilge? It's the one sent by the goblin with 30,000 silver cakes?" said Thea, "There is not a single silver cake left, and he dissolved it all!"