Chapter 397: The Harvest of the Anti-Bone Boy (Ask for Subscription!Ask for Recommendation!Ask for a Monthly Pass!)
The pain was enough to tear open his soul and make the Hellfire Tyrant falter, but he still held on to his actions.
Because of the timely use of the "Secondary Resurrection Stone", he saved his life from a powerful demon lord.
However, it did not come without a price - the eyes of the ancient red dragon had completely lost their light.
And for the next ten hourglass hours, he will remain in this dangerous plane in a weak human form.
The feeling of helplessness he hadn't felt for a long time even reminded him of his survival experience when he was a young dragon, constantly avoiding ferocious beasts.
Although dragons are born blind, the blindness of his eyes still makes him afraid to go too far.
When he activates the "Secondary Resurrection Stone", he is reborn and teleported to somewhere in the Acid Mist Canyon.
After briefly feeling his surroundings and making sure that there was no danger for the time being, the Hellfire Tyrant immediately went to work.
He wants to build a "shelter" for himself.
Based on his experience as a child, he didn't choose a few nearby caves, as those places might have been occupied by other creatures.
Instead, he found a loose ground and began to dig directly into the ground to find a shelter for himself.
Fortunately, although the human body is weak, it is only relative to the dragon, and it is still quite strong by human standards.
But even so, digging the land with bare hands is a lot of physical test due to the lack of tools.
The digging lasted two or three hourglasses, and just as he was about to exhaust himself, he finally pulled out a hole big enough to hide.
Exhausted, the Hellfire Tyrant cleared the excavated dirt from the hole and sprinkled it in the far reaches of the crypt.
"Fortunately, this craft has not been lost. ”
With a self-deprecating sigh in his heart, he burrowed into the entrance of the crypt and crawled into the shelter.
The crypt is not large, and it can only ensure that it is not affected to turn over and sit up, but it is absolutely impossible to stand.
In order to avoid detection by spells, the Inferno Tyrant knew a few runes that would make him more comfortable, but he did not use them.
The floor of the crypt was not level, and he had deliberately dug many trenches when he first excavated it.
This structure is called a "cold ditch", and cold air sinks into it, keeping the temperature above the crypt relatively high.
When the Hellfire Tyrant burrowed into the crypt, he raised his leg and kicked down the previously placed supports, sealing the hole.
Only a small "L" shaped passage, less than the size of an adult's arm, was left to serve as a ventilation duct for the shelter.
Since this plane is shrouded in acid mist all year round, the soil has a pungent sour smell, and the smell in the crypt is even stronger.
However, at this time, the Hellfire Tyrant could not pick and choose, and he could only try to adapt himself to the environment here.
"Luckily, this is the second worst nest at best, and the one I dug at the edge of the swamp was the worst......"
He kept comforting himself, "...... Moreover, it only takes a few hourglasses to transform back into dragon form. ”
The reason why he wanted to dig a shelter was that the Hellfire Tyrant not only wanted to hide himself, but also wanted to speed up his physical recovery.
Dragons have a special ability that allows them to gain a number of bonuses in their own lairs.
Even though he had to remain in his human form, after staying for a while, the earth began to become dry and hot.
Although when he was still in the form of an ancient red dragon, the lair he lived in would gush out of magma from time to time, which could not be compared.
But even so, the Hellfire Tyrant felt that his body was recovering a little faster.
This is a good situation.
It's a pity that misfortune and blessing are relied on, and blessing and misfortune are lurking.
Blind and extremely tired, he had no mind at all and no way to read.
Naturally, they didn't know that in that "Neutral Monster Distribution Map (Remnant)", a new location was refreshed.
"Ding! Detected the presence of a nearby mob lair. ”
Holding a scroll-like thing, some goblin-like green-skinned creature, he lowered his head and carefully followed the map.
Checking the map, he finally confirmed the ownership of the monster lair nearby, and the description above was quite accurate:
"The Inferno's Tyrant's Sanctuary", with the Lair level "Burrow";
There is an ancient red dragon hidden here, but it is in an extremely weakened state due to the use of the "Secondary Resurrection Stone";
Successful kills will reward you with "Dusty Banner" and "Broken Nesario Essentia Armor", as well as several gold coins.
The challenge is rated "Easy", and the main difficulty of this challenge is to find the location of its nest, so it is recommended to perform it immediately.
Looking at this information, Dalama, who had turned into a dragon vein goblin, couldn't help but let out a "giggle" laugh.
After the dragons broke up, as a hidden banner owner, he chose to leave alone in order to continue to hide his secrets.
Previously, the Hellfire Tyrant led a team to clean up the worm demons, and he understood that there might be something to be gained by doing these things.
After hunting some worm demons, Dalama finally managed to harvest the "gold coins" for the first time, and came into contact with the exchange list.
Without thinking about it, he used the few gold coins he had to exchange for a copy of the "Neutral Monster Distribution Map (Remnant)".
When he opened the scroll, a brand new location was visible among the nearby mob locations given based on their location.
Dalama discovers that the former commander of the Dragon Legion, the Elder Red Dragon Inferno Tyrant, has been reduced to a weak neutral creature.
How can this not surprise them!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Although because he was "killed" by Buffyment once, the Inferno Tyrant should not have any gold coins left now, but the other party is the former commander of the Dragon Legion. As the saying goes, "a skinny camel is bigger than a horse", not to mention that it is an ancient red dragon.
Without any hesitation, Dalama immediately took action, and he first cast two spells on himself:
"Cat elegance!"
"Owl's Insight!"
The former improves his stealth ability so that he can quietly approach his prey, while the latter improves Dalama's perception and makes it easier for him to find the other party's lair.
Plus, dragons have a keen sense of sight and smell.
It didn't take long for Dalama to notice a small hole not far away that was steaming a little.
A sinister smile appeared on the face of the dragon vein goblin he had transformed, and as he walked to the edge of the hole, he held out a thin finger.
"Ice Orb!"
"Bigby Smashes the Palm!"
The sudden cold frantically poured into the Hellfire Tyrant's shelter, and the top of the crypt was blown apart.
Carrying a green poison-quenched dagger, Dalama smirked and jumped into the overturned crypt......
In a short time, the guy was crawling out of the collapsed ground with a pair of armor that looked a little torn.
It's just that the armor is not only a little damaged, but also mixed with some minced meat, and it is dripping with blood—
It's as if it has been stripped from the wearer's body.