Liu Qian dispersed the messy thoughts in his mind.
At this moment, he only needs to understand one thing, and that is to improve his strength.
Liu Qian took the partially dissolved sword in Jerena's hand, and the body of the sword shone with broken swirl symbols.
He stretched out his huge left front wing to touch the body of the sword, and then stretched out his right front wing to press against the broken armor on Orion's corpse, feeling a pure magic surging in the two pieces of magical equipment, as if it was about to break out of its shell.
These two pieces of equipment are broken and have little value unless they are repaired by a wizard who is proficient in crafting magical weapons.
Liu Qian did not hesitate to absorb the magic contained in the sword and armor.
The surging magic power continued to pour into Liu Qian's body along the parts in contact, and he felt the magic gradually filling up, indescribably happy.
Liu Qian remembered the introduction of magic on the panel, magic can be obtained by absorbing magic in the air, or by actively absorbing some magic items.
Among Valyrian's weapons, there are very few weapons that imitate blood magic runes, and the runes on these weapons can store magic, like power banks, through which humans can cast magic.
But as Jelena said, this magic weapon is very attributable to the human body, and even a wizard who masters magic cannot use it very often, unless it pays some price.
This Orion has become such a special existence as a scale claw monster, and can send out two arrows in a short period of time.
Liu Qian frantically absorbed the magic until the swirl symbols on the sword and armor completely lost their light, and the magic flowing into the body became smaller, just like the water of the rising tide turned into a trickle, and the stored magic seemed to have dried up.
He looked at the numbers on the panel, and the two pieces of equipment brought him five thousand mana.
At this time, his magic power was even higher than before killing Orion, which was 14,000 points.
Jelena on the side brought the dragon bone bow and quiver again, which fell nearby before Orion was knocked down by the dragon's claws, and the dragon flame did not damage the magic longbow.
Liu Qian was sure that the magic contained in this longbow must be more sufficient, but he did not choose to absorb it, but used it as his own trophy.
Liu Qian asked Jelena to sit on his back again, soared into the air, and hovered over Tria.
He turned the disappointment of killing Orion without getting the dragon spirit into anger, and poured it all on the head of the Scaly Claw Legion in the city.
The monster army in the city seems to have sensed the fall of the commander.
Instead of attacking or defending in an organized manner, they roared in horror and confusion, scrambling to the massive Black Stone Gate.
Liu Qian vibrated the dragon wings and blocked the sky above the city gate, and the flames swept through the scale claw army like a golden torrent, and countless scale claws wailed and hissed, turning into flying ashes.
Liu Qian didn't know how many scaled and claw monsters died under his dragon flames.
He only knew that most of the dead scales and claws had clusters of dragon spirits emerging from them, and then they burrowed into his body.
The data on the panel was increasing rapidly, and his size was getting bigger and bigger, and the Jelena sisters were stunned, and their violet eyes were full of indescribable shock.
Their questions were like vines entangled in their hearts, but they did not choose to speak out at this moment.
Liu Qian was immersed in this dance of destruction that soared in power, and the cheers of every cell were responding to the influx of dragon spirits. The streets of Tria are almost devoid of survivors, and the scales and claws are full of monsters brutally killing humans.
He did not let go of any scales and claws, the fiery dragon flame sealed the city gate, cutting off the retreat of the scales and claws, the huge dragon body glided low along the crisscrossing streets and alleys, and the dragon flame was like a god's brush, smearing the gold of destruction on the canvas of hell.
The monsters hide in horror into the ruins and into the collapsed houses, but they cannot escape the merciless judgment from the sky.
The golden flames dance wildly, tearing through the heavy night.
His magic power quickly decreases with constant squandering.
Liu Qian saw that the monsters in the city were almost killed, and there were less than five thousand magic points left in the panel.
However, he has been rewarded in an incredible way.
A full 120,000 dragon spirits!
The purity of dragon blood came to an astonishing 16.8%.
At this time, the body length of the golden dragon had reached nearly one hundred and sixty-four feet, about fifty meters.
This size can also be regarded as a large dragon among the dragons in the history of the Targaryen dynasty.
For example, like the dragon of Princess Rhaenys of the "Uncrowned Queen", the body length of the "Red Queen" Meliath is about 150 to 160 feet, which is slightly less than the size of the golden dragon Liu Qian.
In addition to ecstasy, he also found a problem.
When his bloodline purity is higher, the probability of killing the scale claw to obtain the dragon spirit is lower, and now the probability of killing the scale claw to obtain the dragon spirit is less than 50%.
In other words, he actually burned more than 3,000 scale claw monsters, but less than half of them could obtain dragon spirits.
He couldn't help but complain about the system's explosive rate mechanism.
Liu Qian sighed, simply relying on brushing scale and claw monsters to improve the purity of the bloodline was probably going to fail.
As the purity of the bloodline gets higher and higher, one day, the dragon spirit explosion rate of the scales and claws will approach 0.
Liu Qian landed on the towering black stone walls of Tria.
The cold stone bricks were soaked with dark red blood, the corpses of the defenders were scattered in all directions, fragments of broken armor, and broken blades were scattered all over the ground.
Most of the corpses had fatal wounds on their necks with deep visible bones, and the blood had long since flowed and solidified into black stains.
What's more, the limbs were brutally torn apart, and the strong armor was torn apart like pieces of paper.
There was a strong smell of blood in the air.
Liu Qian had no time to pray for these people.
He put down the second daughter, the golden light flowed, and the huge dragon body contracted and condensed under the breathless gaze of the sisters, and finally turned into a human form.
Witnessing the miraculous transformation, the shock on the sisters' faces has not yet faded, and a new astonishment has been added.
"Yah!" Janice let out a short exclamation, her little face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly covered her eyes tightly with her hands.
"Damn!" Liu Qian scolded secretly, and the joy of turning into a dragon soaring was replaced by huge embarrassment.
He hurriedly grabbed a blood-stained helmet from the defenders next to him, which could cover the key parts.
Jelena's reaction was normal, she was a natural warrior, and her attention only stayed on the tip of the knife.
She remembered that Liu Qian was also this naked and funny appearance when they met for the second time, and she thought it was just because of fire witchcraft, but she never thought that Liu Qian could turn into a dragon.
"Why can you transform into a dragon? Is this magic? Why do you do this magic? "
Before Liu Qian could find the right clothes to wrap around other positions, Jelena stepped forward.
Listening to this series of questions, Liu Qian became a little impatient, and responded in a flat tone: "Of course this is magic." "
"Impossible, you are not a Valyrian, how can you have the magic to transform into a dragon?"
Jelena shook her head decisively, her eyes filled with undisguised suspicion.
In her cognition, only the Dragon King of Valyria can tame dragons.
And now an oriental wizard was able to transform into a dragon, which had a great shock to her and crushed her inner pride.
Her heart instinctively wanted to refuse to admit this fact, even if she saw it with her own eyes.
Liu Qian didn't like Jelena's cold and arrogant tone at all, coupled with that aristocratic tone and style, it was very much like an interrogator.
His voice suddenly turned cold: "Miss Jerina, please don't speak to your savior like this in this tone, is it only Valyrians who can learn magic?" According to me, Valyria doesn't have the magic to transform into a dragon, right? "
Jelena was instantly awakened by Liu Qian's words, realizing how mean and ugly the words just now were, her cheeks were slightly hot, and a trace of shame flashed in her eyes.
"Sorry... It's me who is rude. "
Her voice was low, with deep exhaustion and self-deprecation: "Liu Qian, thank you, it was you who saved my sister's life." You're right, maybe we Valyrians are too arrogant, we thought we could tame magic, but in the end we were swallowed up by uncontrolled magic. "
She let go of her obsession and pride in the dragon, took off her helmet in despair, let the night wind blow her long hair as bright as molten silver, and desperately looked down at the scorched earth under her feet, her heart like ashes.
Janice gently approached Liu Qian, her voice as soft as a mosquito, with a plea: "I'm sorry, please don't blame sister." She dedicated her life to Tria and Valyria, and after the apocalypse, the surviving Valyrians always believed that Valyrian civilization could be revived one day in the future.
In the cognition of all Valyrians, dragons are creatures exclusive to Valyria and are closely related to Valyrian's glory. Everyone who survived hoped to be able to resurrect the dragon, hoping that the dragon would lead the remnants of Valyria to rebuild the city-state.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this hope is a kind of madness and paranoia, but for the Valyrians, it is the motivation to live. "
The girl's voice carries deep sadness, for her sister, and for all the lost hopes.
Liu Qian nodded silently.
Janice's words were like lights that cleared the fog, allowing him to see more clearly the heavy responsibility on Jelena's shoulders, and also to understand more deeply the root of the madness of the blood wizard Ossarion at all costs.
They are willing to fall into the abyss for the ethereal "Dragon King Dream".
And at this moment, the dream is shattered, and the city is gone.
"One more thing," Liu Qian's voice broke the heavy silence, "Osarion is dead." "
He succinctly and coldly described the conspiracy of Ossarion in the Tower, the birth of the Chimera, and the eventual devouring of the Blood Wizard by the monster he created.
The sisters turned pale when they heard this, and their eyes were full of horror.
Although they knew that Ossarion was acting strangely, they did not expect that his methods would be so cruel.
"Uh..."
At this moment, Jerina's body shook suddenly, and her face instantly became as pale as paper, bloodless.
She covered her mouth, a violent cough erupted from her throat, a large amount of sticky and dark red blood overflowed between her fingers, her legs could no longer support the weight of her body, and she fell to her knees like a puppet with a broken thread.
Janice was so frightened that she screamed and rushed forward. "Sister, what's wrong with you?" "
Jelena raised her head with difficulty, her face was bloodless, the corners of her mouth were piercing with blood, and her voice was hoarse like sandpaper: "In order to stop that group of monsters before, I used magic weapons too often, resulting in the blood magic on my body can no longer be controlled, quick!" Janice, kill me with your sword! I don't want to be that kind of monster that only knows how to kill!" "
Jelena screamed in despair, tears like a flood that burst the embankment, washing away all her strength and coldness in the past.
Liu Qian's eyes were like lightning, and he instantly locked her neck.
On the originally white skin, pieces of grayish-brown, cold and hard scales are now spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He suddenly realized why she emphasized that the keel bow would take more than half a month to use.
The bloody battles on the steps, the flaming longswords she wielded, the shining rune armor, every drive of magic accelerated this deadly erosion, and every borrowing of power paid the price of life.
"No! Sister! No! Janice burst into tears, crying uncontrollably.
She turned to Liu Qian suddenly, as if grabbing the only driftwood in the vast sea, clutching his arm tightly, her violet eyes full of desperate pleas:
"Liu Qian, please save my sister! You know magic, there must be a way, please! "
Liu Qian was silent.
He is not a compassionate mother, let alone a good person who must be saved by death.
Not to mention this Jerena, who has always treated him coldly and is full of Valyrian glory.
However, Janice's heart-wrenching plea moved him a little.
He remembered that when he first entered this place, it was this timid girl who took him to find the ghost grass and helped him fill his magic for the first time.
He remembered that he had encountered the purple monster bird at the critical moment of life and death, and if it weren't for Jelena's accurate and timely arrow to blow up the monster bird's head, he would have been more or less lucky...
A heavy sigh overflowed from his throat: "I have a way, but this method has a harsh condition. "
"What way?" Janice instantly lit up a flame of hope in her eyes, and asked eagerly.