Chapter 307: Automatic Cultivation and Leaving the Ruins (3/3)
Pale particle light erupted the moment Ian touched the vortex of light, surging directly into his body.
Suddenly, the pain of tearing his heart and lungs, as if the muscles of his entire arm were torn apart and crushed one by one, the young man gasped, he really couldn't help it now, this thing was even more painful than being hit by an alchemy cannonball, and even stuck directly in his throat, making him unable to scream.
The pale-colored beams of plenoid particles visible to the naked eye were like living creatures, turning into flowing beams of light that sank under the skin of Ian's left arm, silvery-white etchings like some kind of circuit board, or veins made of metal.
The living metal that covered his left arm as a guard seemed to be catalyzed by the power of the Tinder Furnace, wriggling with the pale beams of light, and then slowly fusing with Ian's left arm, seeping deep into the muscles and bones of his left arm.
- It's a makeover...... A makeover similar to taking a half-potion!
Because Ian had already taken the half-potion of Fairy Wings once, he knew exactly what it was, the process of forcibly shaping a new essentia structure from the already formed essentia.
Moreover, this time, the Tinder hearth has nothing to do with the previous structure, but it has carved out a unique realm in the body.
Morion steel is one of the materials of this new sublimation organ, this is not a bad thing, even a great good thing, at least there are materials is better than no materials, and it is not a waste that Morion steel can come in handy.
The problem is β it hurts too much!
"Ahh Damn it...... Even if you really crush your hand inch by inch, it won't hurt so much! β
A thunderous stimulus came, and Ian's forehead and back were instantly covered with cold sweat of stress, and he almost fell to his knees in the mouth of the crystal dragon with his feet limp.
But Ian managed to make it through, standing in place sweating profusely.
His left hand was already wrapped in a silvery-white cocoon of metallic light, and the boy could sense that a huge object composed of many essentia inscription structures had been transferred from the swift bones of the Aether Crystalline Dragon to his left hand.
And Ian uses the silver chip as a universal port, directly linking it to the ancient dragon core...... and his own brain.
That's why it's so painful, because Ian wants to completely control the heart of the tinder hearth, so he connects it directly to his nerve center.
The light cocoon wrapped around Ian's left hand is continuing to expand and contract in a cycle, and the light is also light and dark, and the outline of the left arm in the cocoon can be faintly seen, as well as the light flow lines spreading on the left arm.
And just after a dozen breaths, the metal light cocoon suddenly shrank, and all the metal veins and lines were all retracted into Ian's left handβand he suddenly felt his left hand sink, and the boy sensed that there were bursts of violent natural spiritual energy fluctuations coming from his left arm.
The natural spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was pouring into his left arm, which had begun to assimilate with living metal and fire, causing his momentum to skyrocket, surge, explode!
But this energy cannot be fully utilized by him...... Only by inputting it into the Elder Dragon's Core can it be transformed into a usable essentia after time transformation.
"Unicom!"
Without any hesitation, Ian gave the order decisively, and the ancient dragon's heart core obediently obeyed his master's words, and began to accept the natural essentia that was slowly forming in the light cyan lines of the young man's left arm.
Morion's steel, as the raw material for the construction of the Tinder Furnace Conduction System, has been integrated into Ian's body, which is the body of the light cyan essby channels on the surface of his arm.
Finally, this ancient dragon core finally got the 'self-replenishing energy module' that it had been missing.
A sense of satisfaction was transmitted to Ian, who knew at this moment that if the previous Elder Dragon's core was only ten percent complete, then with the completion of the Swamp Crocodile Dragon and the Tinder Hearth, its completeness had reached more than fifty percent!
Although there are still many functions that have not been liberated, at least the energy furnace core and refining functions can be regarded as open for Ian!
And at this moment, Ian suddenly had a feeling.
"I can...... Breaking through the second energy level? β
Ian looked stunned, but he didn't feel strange.
The second energy level, to put it bluntly, is that the sublimation organs in the body constitute a complete set of circulation, and with the Tinder Furnace Heart and the Ancient Dragon Heart Core, he has obviously met the conditions for a long time, and the energy circulation system with his Tinder left arm and heart as the core has long been implemented throughout his body.
But here's the problem...... This second energy level has no pedigree to speak of, it's just that Ian's strength has exceeded the limit of the Sand Armor apprentice, so he naturally wants to advance to the second energy level.
In this regard, Ian is naturally suppressed.
Not to mention that the second-level potion has not yet been scored, and now the breakthrough is just wasting his potential on the primordial sublimation organ that has not been studied, and even if there is, he plans to make a fourth first-level sublimation structure.
After this trip to the South China Sea Ruins, he already planned to put the essentia organ of the fourth Sand Armor apprentice on the 'digestive system'.
The transfer of the tinder hearth has come to an end.
The Aether Crystal Dragon's eyes darkened almost completely, and it opened its mouth slightly after letting out one last dragon groan.
Ian stepped out of its mouth and made eye contact with the beast.
"Don't worry, I'll do my best. I don't usually promise other lives, but if I do, I'll do my best. β
Ian reached out and caressed the other's long-held eyes, and the aether crystal dragon also obeyed the touch, gradually stopping to breathe.
It's dead.
Ian was silent for a while, he stared at the giant beast in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "The continuation of life...... Hives rely on parasitic and psionic networks, while normal life depends only on descendants. β
"At the end of the day, we all want to exist, or to remain in this world."
Shaking his head slightly, he turned his back to the corpse of the Aether Crystalline Dragon, and with three dragon eggs, he walked towards the shore.
Ian was greeted by everyone, and although he didn't seem to be okay at first glance, everyone was still very nervous.
After all, being swallowed by a crystalline dragon is very strange and terrifying no matter how you think about it.
"Ian, your left hand ......"
Esengard was the first to notice the mistake on Ian's left arm, he frowned slightly, and asked with concern, "Is this the after-effect of the transfer of authority from the master of the labyrinth?" β
At this moment, Ian's left arm showed a strange metallic texture, like the carapace of a crystalline dragon, and the fine metal lines of light cyan were derived from the back of the hand all the way up to the elbow, and several major thick lines reached the arms and shoulders, and merged into the heart.
Of course, most of these are obscured by clothing, and only the arms can be seen by outsiders.
"Huh? Well. That's right, it's the aftermath of the transfer of the labyrinth's master's authority. β
Since Isengard himself said his guess, how could Ian not follow the other party's words?
He admitted it calmly, then raised his head, looked at the crowd seriously, and said slowly, "I already know the many paths of the labyrinth, and the path that leads from here to the outside...... But the crystallized dragon had one condition before it died, and that was to help it continue its bloodline. β
"That's what we're for. Ian, you are the greatest contributor to this exploration of the ruins, and I will not embarrass you, and I will gladly let you fulfill your vows. β
Rubbing his beard, Master Gosai looked at the lines on Ian's arms with some curiosity, he had never seen the master of the human labyrinth, but he had seen similar lines on some monsters - this was not unusual, it was Ian himself.
Retracting his gaze, the old man looked at the three dragon eggs brought by Ian, and after taking a closer look, he nodded: "Only one of these three dragon eggs is relatively healthy and can hatch normally, while the other two are estimated to require manual assistance to complete hatching." β
"Harrison Harbor is not equipped to assist in the hatching of these two dragon eggs, so why not bring them back to the Imperial Capital, where professional labyrinth scholars will do their best to hatch them and then raise them in the national labyrinth...... At least, it's better than living in the wild. β
Master Gosai didn't say what to do with another healthy dragon egg, Ian didn't say anything, and Esengard didn't say a word.
As for Andor, he didn't even come closer, but chatted with a shark - the devil knows how he talked to a shark.
Everyone knows very well that there are some things that do not need to be said so clearly.
And Bishop White Mist simply didn't join the topic, he just drew two concentric circles on his chest with his hands in the direction of the corpse of the ether crystal dragon, and silently recited a prayer in his mouth.
After reaching a consensus, Ian had no intention of continuing to rest...... At this moment, he was no longer tired, and the power derived from the fire was continuously flowing into the core of the ancient dragon's heart, making him feel as if he was cultivating all the time and refining the essena.
This feeling of fully automatic practice is really the first time.
"Let's go, let's get out of this ruin."
With that, the guide was once again at the front of the line.
Lewen