Ancient Warcraft and True Dragons are both extremely powerful creatures, located at the top of the ecological niche of the Terra continent, and can even be ranked alongside 'humans'.

They are often referred to collectively as 'ancient dragons', but in reality, some of them are not ancient, and the history of their birth is completely traceable.

It's just that it doesn't matter, because the characteristic of the ancient dragon, which is its very existence, completely changes the surrounding ecological environment.

The transformation of Indigo Mountain and the surrounding mountains is obvious, and the physical changes in the rocks are the most terrifying manifestation of the ancient dragon's power, and their essentia and powerful life spirit energy are like a living volcano, constantly overflowing outward, and can imperceptibly dye all the local matter and creatures with their own colors.

Some people even say that the reason why there are so many earth-based metal branch monsters in Nanling is precisely because of the existence of the steel dragon. However, some scholars refute it, believing that the truth is completely opposite, and it is precisely because there are so many metal-based life in Nanling that the steel dragon has an environment to breed and grow.

Ian's idea for this is simple.

"Doesn't this sound like an evolved version of the Crystal Dragon's 'Alien Biosphere Core'?"

"Ancient Demonic Beasts and True Dragons...... Well, or rather, an artificial superlife? ”

Riding a camel, Ian looked up at the nearby Indigo Mountain, a 2,000-meter-high mountain that would stretch southwest to the perimeter of Port Harrison, where it would reach the stormy ocean that forms the skeletal foundation of today's Bison Peninsula.

And at the end of this skeleton is the 'Sequoia Base' located deep underground, and one of the thirteen xenobiospheres underground is the 'metal-based biosphere'.

The Crystallized Dragon is an artificial life created by the pre-era civilization, and its purpose is to adapt to the local ecology in various extreme alien environments, and build a large ecological shelter with its own strength.

The latter is unclear if this feature has been implemented since Ian has never seen a strong enough Living Crystalline Dragon, but the former is undoubtedly very successful.

But the ancient dragon is different.

They are not adapting to their circumstances.

They transform the environment.

Ian recalls the many travelogues and legends he had read, including those about ancient dragons.

It is said that in the depths of the desert of the Flying Flame Land, there is a frost oasis that is constantly moving, where there are frost fruit grasses and non-freezing cold springs that only grow in extremely cold areas, and only the clearest and non-greedy hearts can enter this place when they are hungry and thirsty, and be entertained by the frost continent.

This may be evidence that a human-friendly water dragon is wandering in the Flying Flame Land desert, an unnatural otherworld.

One that allows a group of pioneers to survive in the most suitable environment even if they arrive on an alien planet by accident, and build the 'ecosphere core' of the frontline base.

Thinking of this, Ian sensed the 'Ancient Dragon Core' in his body.

The Heart of Hilliard, which was passed down to him by his teacher, has regained some integrity after being repaired by the Swamp Crocodile Brain Crystal Nucleus.

And after connecting with the 'ether crystal' on his left arm, it began to work actively.

Although on the surface, it still has no function other than storing a large amount of essentia, but it does slowly heave and fall, like a true second heart, running behind Ian's source seed and heart.

The power of the ancient dragons comes from their two 'hearts'.

This heart is the 'heart core' and the 'heart of the heart'.

Today, Ian has both...... It's just that none of them are complete and need to be repaired and unlocked slowly.

But he has to say that he is a humanoid ancient dragon hatchling...... It's not necessarily wrong.

No one says people can't be ancient dragons, right?

"Repair unlocked, it's not a big problem - there is a complete design of the Tinder Engine in the silver chip, but I still need to continue to learn the inscription knowledge of the Terra Continent before I can reproduce it in my body."

The young man was not worried about this, he just didn't know what the activation of the ancient dragon's heart core now represented.

It doesn't enhance its own physique, nor does it actively optimize essentia quality, let alone other features that are easier to detect.

However, it's good to be able to work. Ian now has time to wait.

"What about the mountain people's fortress?"

Retracting his thoughts, Ian asked Bryn, who was also looking up at the sky on his side, and the other party replied cheerfully: "That must have been demolished, what era is it still building a fortress at the pass, waiting to be blown up with an air-dropped bomb?" ”

"However, halfway up the mountain, there is an artillery position built by Nauman City and the mountain people, where three brigades of artillery are stationed, and there are Wurm knights patrolling, which is much stronger than the pass fortress, only they can beat people, no one can beat them."

"I'll tell you." Ian understood, and he turned his head and continued to look ahead.

The warm breeze at the beginning of summer is not smoky, but rather refreshing, and the verdant forests and vegetation stop when they reach the foot of Mount Indishan.

The earth that had been affected by the ancient dragon could not grow normal plants, only a low silver-blue grass stubbornly rooted in the earth, and the leaves swayed slightly with the wind.

Because there were no big trees, and the view was so wide that Ian could even see the long-lost sky at the mouth of the gorge - the clouds were stacked like mountains in the sky, and above the earth, the tops of the majestic peaks were inserted into the clouds, forming an interesting but magnificent picture.

The White Room caravan slowly headed towards the other side of the gorge, a dividing line between the true frontier and the civilized world.

To the north of the Agate Plain is the old province of Nanling, which has been developed for more than two hundred years, and the city of Nauman is as prosperous as the capital of any imperial province.

To the south of Indigo Mountain is the new colony led by Three Hills City and Port Harrison, which is full of natives and wild beasts, and the ferocious hordes of monsters occupy every fertile land.

Only the bravest pioneers, the most vicious villains, and the most unfortunate outcasts and unfortunate will settle there.

Ian knew that he was about to part with the caravan, so he went back to pack his belongings.

As an alchemist, he had a heavy baggage and needed a camel beast to pull it, but Ian had the means to speed up and reduce the load on his mount, as long as he went it alone.

However, when he packed his bags and got out of the carriage, he found that a large number of mountain people had appeared around the gorge.

These mountain people who worship the dragon god wear fur vests, carry short bows, and wear large and small bull horn ornaments on their heads, which are said to be attached to the dragon horns of their dragon gods.

The stone knives and iron knives of different lengths on the waist are located on the left and right, which are weapons that can only be held by warriors in the clan at the same time, representing piety as a rock and perseverance as black iron.

They watched the caravan in silence, not saying a word, and Ian subconsciously thought that this was the scene of the raid on the world of Terra that he had always wanted to see—but as the caravan steward stepped forward and blew five melodious tunes with the bone whistle on his chest, the mountain people's procession became noisy, and some of the mountain people behind seemed to be carrying something.

In a short time, one after another mountain warriors held up baskets of vines and bones in front of the caravan, and several members of the caravan began to exchange prices with them in a thickly accented lingua franca, and instructed others to take out the goods of salt, herbs, spices, and tea from the caravan.