The light dissipated, and Albert picked up Mithril and the ring, his eyes full of curiosity. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Mithril had dimmed, and all the demonic properties in it had disappeared, which made Albert's curiosity turn into frustration and at the same time a little unwilling.

Who would have thought that a small accident could cause the precious Mithril to fail, he smiled wryly, and looked at the bronze ring set with rubies, hoping to find out why the Mithril failed.

At this time, the bronze ring had turned orange-red, but it was not stained with blood. In fact, the blood has inexplicably disappeared, and orange-red is the current color of the bronze ring. The original translucent ruby has dimmed a lot and turned a dark red, but it gives off a faint soft light. Not only that, but there are many fine red lines on both rings and gemstones, which look like cracks but are still smooth to the touch.

Could it be the blood seeping into the ruby, Albert thought to himself.

He shook his head, a little puzzled, he had never heard of dragon blood and gems having some kind of strange reaction. But what is certain is that this reaction was contingent and unprecedented. Otherwise, his dragon memories or the Enchanted Materials Encyclopedia will be recorded.

Perhaps the dragon's blood stained in the place of Mithril and the ring was a pattern that happened to create a new magic pattern that had never been discovered.

It didn't make sense, but it was the only explanation Albert could think of.

He hesitated for a moment and put the ring on his left hand, wanting to see what was so special about this dragon's blood ring.

The moment the finger made contact with the ring, the wound on the palm that was about to heal collapsed. Immediately after, the blood crawled towards the ring like a small snake, along the lines of the palm.

Albert looked at all this and had no intention of stopping it.

Although the situation was a little out of control, curiosity prevailed, and he wanted to see what would eventually become of the ring fused with dragon blood.

Blood poured into the ring, and the latter came like a bottomless pit. After an unknown amount of time, Albert developed nausea and dizziness, which he knew was caused by massive blood loss. Just as Albert was about to give up trying and take off the ring, the latter suddenly stopped absorbing, as if saturated, and as if he had guessed what Albert was thinking.

Seeing this, Albert breathed a sigh of relief and carefully examined the changes in the ring.

There is no change in the color of the copper and gemstones, which are still orange-red and dark red. The only thing that has changed is that there are more fine lines, almost all over the ring like vines.

Albert felt the energy fluctuations of the Dragon's Blood Ring and found nothing functional or special. After a moment, he tried to inject a trace of magic into the Dragon's Blood Ring. Suddenly, the left hand wearing the ring changed. The dark red scales are dense and extend to the elbow, covering the entire left hand and forearm. The nails swelled and turned into sharp claws, as sharp as razors.

In just a split second, his left hand turned into a dragon's claw.

Albert looked at his left hand in astonishment, his mood stirring. He stroked the metallic dragon scales and felt them.

In fact, this magic dragon scale was very different from the dragon scale on his chest. True dragon scales have a hint of warmth and are much harder.

Of course, being able to roughly simulate dragon scales is already amazing, and if he creates a whole set of equipment that simulates dragon scales, Albert thought to himself, it will improve his strength a lot. This may no longer be called enchantment, but a completely new field, and he is the pioneer of this field.

However, to Albert's frustration, he had no idea how the Dragon's Blood Ring was composed.

Albert sighed, put away his unrealistic fantasies, and felt the strength of his hands. He found that his left hand, which had turned into a dragon's claw, was about 15% stronger than his right, which gave him some confidence in his actions to free Joanna. Of course, the Dragon's Blood Ring also has drawbacks. If you want to maintain the dragon's claw, you must continuously inject mana, but fortunately, the consumption is not large, and Albert's current mana can last at least an hour.

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Early in the morning.

The streets grew lively, and Albert hurried back to the inn.

He made a trip to a blacksmith and tailor's shop, and for 20 gold coins he bought a steel one-handed sword and a set of ground-splitting cowhide armor with the intention of crafting an enchanted outfit. Enchanting equipment is much easier than enchanting accessories, and the materials are relatively simple, and of course, the enchantment effect is slightly lower. Compared to magic metal, the magic guide of animal skin and steel is also much lower, and the enchantment effect of primary enchanted equipment is 2-4%, which is only half of that of enchanted accessories of the same level.

Albert had just finished drawing and was not yet sorting the magic materials when the door to Joanna's room suddenly opened. Albert stopped what he was doing, and saw through the crack in the door that four mercenaries and Joanna had come out, still carrying their bags, apparently not going to eat.

Shortly after the mercenary team left, Albert packed up the magic materials and followed.

He slowed down and followed the mercenary as if nothing had happened. The cries of vendors on the streets, and the dense crowd of pedestrians provided him with natural cover.

After some time, Albert's team of mercenaries left the town. But instead of going through the gates, the mercenaries climbed over a section of the city wall that had collapsed most of it. Swimming through a sordid moat, with plains outside the city and unobstructed views of the landscape, Albert had to be more careful. He walked slowly like a leopard waiting for an opportunity to hunt, hiding in the weeds more than a meter high.

The mercenaries looked back from time to time, but failed to spot Albert thirty meters away.

Time passed quietly, and when night fell, the mercenaries entered the mountains and forests. The howl of the wolf was heard in the depths of the forest, and Albert breathed a sigh of relief, he had no doubt that if he continued to walk, his waist would break.

However, before Albert could rejoice, he ran into trouble again.

The mountains and forests are not like plains, and if they are too far away, the lush vegetation will make him unable to find mercenaries. Albert had to follow closely, lingering ten meters away from the mercenary. He was careful and careful, but there were still times when things went wrong, and sometimes he could even hear the sound of stepping on branches and dead leaves. Ten meters is too close, and if it weren't for the vegetation and the roar of the beast as cover, I'm afraid he would have been discovered.

Gradually, the roars of the beasts, which were like music, disappeared, and the mountains and forests fell into complete silence.

Nocturnal animals only hunt at night, and they will also sleep when they are full.

Without the cover of the beast's roar, Albert's tracking difficulty increased dramatically, and his heart was raised to his throat. He knew very well that if he was discovered by the mercenary team, he would be dead. It's not an adjective, it's true.

Luckily, the mercenaries stopped in an open area, apparently to set up camp.

Moments later, the mercenaries burrowed into the tent, leaving only one night watchman. Albert complained bitterly, he had no tent, and it seemed that he had to spend the night in a tree. Of course, even if there were, he didn't dare to build it.

Albert hid in a leafy canopy, meditating and imagining himself in a comfy bed.

I don't know how long later, the blinding light shone through the gaps between the leaves. He opened his eyes and looked closely at the tent below.

The people in the tent moved.

The mercenary team packed up, dismantled the tents, and hurried on the road without even eating breakfast.

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For three days, the mercenary team was in a hurry, and only when they rested at night would they simply eat something. This was very bitter for Albert, who had only eaten a few fruits for three days. There was a vigil every night, and he didn't even dare to light a fire.

Another night fell, and Albert was thinking about it tonight. It's not that he is confident that the rescue will be successful, but that he overhears conversations like "it's almost there" and "work hard". Although there is no complete certainty of rescuing Joanna, it will be too late to delay any longer, and the devil knows where the four mercenaries are going to take Joanna.

One more thing that prompted Albert to do it was that tonight's night watchman was the strongest Scar Man.

As long as the leading Scar Man is killed, the mercenary team will have no backbone, and then they can be broken one by one.

After making his decision, Albert quietly retreated and began to set the trap.

He was born as an Orion, and traps could not bother him, that was his ability to eat before. A few hours later, Albert had set up a dozen traps, large and small. But then Albert didn't go directly to the mercenary camp, he had to enchant the equipment before the battle.

Enchanting equipment is much easier than small cosmetic items.

Albert inscribed the 'Elementary Sharp Pattern' on his one-handed sword, the 'Elementary Damage Reduction Pattern' on the breastplate and leg armor, and the 'Elementary Brute Force Pattern' and 'Elementary Light Spirit Pattern' on the hand and boot armors, respectively, and it took less than an hour to engrave the five pieces of equipment. The enchantment phase was also successful, with the exception of the failed leg armor enchantment, the remaining four pieces of equipment became real enchanted equipment.

Changing into enchanted equipment, Albert clenched his fists, feeling a little more confident about the upcoming battle.

Albert hunted a wild boar and set up a bonfire in an open field a hundred meters away from the mercenary team's tent. In order to avoid being recognized, he deliberately painted his skin a bronze with scrapped enchantment materials.

Author's note: Happy New Year's Day, I wish you all the best in the new year. I have prepared a small gift for you - three watches.