Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 157 The Source of Bloodline Evolution
Although several days have passed since the annual holiday and the atmosphere in the territory has gradually calmed down, the activities on the annual holiday are always talked about by the residents of the territory.

Free food and drinks, exciting arenas and gladiatorial games, open-air baths, and other activities that the public could personally participate in allowed everyone to enjoy themselves.

There are also many people who have seen the true appearance of the dragon and will happily show it off to people from other places and those who were unable to participate in the celebration.

There are also the fireworks that light up the night sky, which sound on time every day and spread throughout the territory, gradually becoming the bell that wakes people up in the morning and goes to bed at night.

There were songs that could always be heard from the mountains, and the dragon temple that was gradually worshipped as a holy place by the warriors, and the tree of life that exuded the breath of nature and life every day.

All of this has gradually led the residents of the territory to form a concept of country and culture.

Even though it is still meager, it has already taken root and sprouted like a seed buried in moist soil.

People also began to no longer fear the dragons from the bottom of their hearts. Many people regarded the dragons living in the mountains as gods that spread civilization, and the dragons walking among the humans as wise rulers.

These people integrated the divinity and humanity in their hearts and endowed the dragons on the top of the mountains with a dazzling light, even if it was just a one-sided good wish.

The white dragon Gemot took turtle steps, folded his wings, and walked in the city that he had built.

The wide streets are wide enough to accommodate several dragons walking at the same time, so the white dragon Gmot is not worried that his huge size will cause any trouble.

Even though the city was still under expansion, speculative vendors had already occupied the renovated street shops in the city center.

There are also vendors pushing carts with wheels, hawking their wares on both sides of the street. The owners of these carts are usually not professional vendors, but mobile stalls opened by residents in the city and villagers in nearby villages to supplement their family income.

Some ogre soldiers who are responsible for maintaining order in the city would patrol back and forth on these streets where there are particularly many mobile stalls, and occasionally they would loudly stop those vendors who set up their mobile stalls on the main roads to avoid affecting the traffic order.

The white dragon Gmot walked leisurely along the way, occasionally nodding to the residents who dared to greet the dragon.

Behind him were several armored guards, a treatment that every dragon lord would receive.

Although it is hard to say whether these bodyguards follow the White Dragon to protect him or whether the White Dragon needs to protect them, there is no need to ignore the power deep in the soul of a living being. Sometimes some insignificant little people can also create miracles, not to mention these powerful warriors.

However, the only role of these guards now is to take out the bulging purses in their arms to pay for the White Dragon Lord when the White Dragon Gemot takes a fancy to something, and to act as ruthless transport machines.

Although the items and food used by these ordinary creatures are a bit too small for dragons, they can also be used as ornaments and snacks for dragons.

Soon, several bodyguards behind him came with heavy loads in their hands and shoulders. Their entire bodies were already full of stuff, and there was a strong smell of oil on their oil-stained white cloaks.

These guards were dressed almost the same as the guards, the only difference was that the cloaks behind them were white. The dragons in the dragon group were very envious of the particularly brave guards under Charon, so they started a series of imitation behaviors.

According to regulations, each dragon lord can have a personal guard of one hundred people, but the white dragon Gmot is not in a hurry to fill all the places in his own personal guard.

On the New Year's Eve, after hearing the ambitions of the Dragon Lord, the white dragon had already begun to think about capturing some Frost Giants as his slaves and personal guards.

In the dragon territory, at the end of the vast grassland is the frost field in the far north. The source of the grassland's water veins comes from that desolate land of ice and snow.

But even in the most desolate places, there will be life, and life will always find a way out.

That wasteland covered with ice and snow all year round and with continuous glaciers also has powerful predators and rulers. Many white dragon tribes live in that area.

Moreover, in the northern continent, the only white dragon with its own name, Ice Prison Sakless, rules over many white dragons and is engaged in a perennial war with the Frost Giants, another dominant race in the frost wasteland.

Although this white dragon, which is said to be able to turn the earth into an icy hell, is powerful enough, the King of the Frost Giants, the most powerful king of the Frost Giant race, also has the power to fight against legends.

But no one knows how powerful the Frost Giant King is, because no one has ever dared to easily set foot in the area ruled by the Frost Giants, let alone challenge this king.

The only battle record that can be used as a reference is the story of a man who killed a full-grown white dragon with one axe, as sung by bards in the northern continent.

In general, although the battle in the Far North continued, the White Dragon Tribe was still at a disadvantage. Although the White Dragon could fly and control the initiative in the sky.

But the strength of the Frost Giants is that they can fight dragons head-on. The weapons and stones they throw can easily knock down those dragons that are not cautious enough.

Although Gmot doesn't care about the dragons of his kind living in the frost wasteland, the hatred rooted in the white dragon's blood makes him naturally have no good feelings towards the frost giants.

When the Frost Giants capture a white dragon, they will chain it up, cut off its claws, knock out its teeth, and then use it as a slave and a sex slave for their sexual gratification.

The white dragon is no less powerful, except that it will not try to enslave the frost giants. Instead, it will eat the frost giants as food after venting its anger.

"Calmness, Gemot, and rationality are the first virtues of a five-colored dragon."

The white dragon shook his head. Thinking of this scene, the influence of his bloodline immediately became apparent, igniting the unreasonable hatred in the white dragon's heart.

At this time, the guards following the White Dragon Lord stopped, because the White Dragon Gmot had arrived at his destination, the Magic Integration Department.

"Lord Gmot," the centurion of the imperial guards guarding the door immediately saluted the white dragon lord.

Bailong Gemote nodded and stepped into the huge complex.

The white dragon rules this city, so the Magic Integration Department, arguably the most important place in the dragon's territory, is also under the jurisdiction of the white dragon.

However, the White Dragon Lord was not the werewolf Yougu, so he did not need to go to the scholars' laboratories in person. He just used transfiguration to transform himself into a tall white-haired boy and walked into an office where there were scholars waiting to report to him.

"Oh, Your Excellency Gmot, good day," the alchemy professor Teach, who was waiting here, stood up from his chair the moment the door opened, "Would you like a cup of tea from the Eastern Continent, or a glass of sweet fruit wine?"

"Have a cup of tea, I want to taste this stuff," the white-haired boy Gmot walked to the tall wooden table and sat down at the main seat. The elf maid beside him, wearing a short skirt and flowery gown, twisted her swaying figure and walked out the door.

Although these elf maids do not have access to any secrets or knowledge in this place, for the sake of safety, each elf maid needs to sign a confidentiality agreement to prevent the possibility of leakage.

"Tell me, what's the matter that makes you look for me so urgently? It would be best if something wonderful is about to happen. My time is precious enough and I don't want to listen to your nonsense!"

Although the White Dragon Lord Gmot respects knowledge, he doesn't like this alchemical transformation maniac very much.

Especially since Bailong had once been to the alchemy professor's laboratory which was filled with all kinds of strange reproductive organs, this guy actually wanted to trick Bailong into getting a penis as well, which really made Bailong speechless.

"Hey, Master Gmot, I did it," said Professor Teach of Magic Alchemy, his face full of excitement. He danced with joy and said, "I have successfully developed the first reagent of the Dragon Blood Potion. According to my inference and the summary of experimental data, although the first diluted Dragon Blood Potion has less than one percent of the effect of dragon blood, it is a good start."

"What? It was developed so quickly?" The calm look of the White Dragon Gmot was also broken by the surprise. Not every dragon lord knew the plan of 'Kings of Knowledge' set by Kalon. Currently, only three dragons could understand this plan, and the White Dragon Gmot was one of them.

And this white dragon lord knows well enough what the successful implementation of this plan will bring to the dragon group.

Just as Kalon said, the dragon's kingdom will become the nourishment for the dragon group and the long steps for the dragons to climb. The two can promote each other's growth.

Even now, the dragons have gained huge benefits from the magicians and the conquest of the Green Forest plane. Knowledge brings power and opportunities for evolution.

"You did a great job, Master Teach. I will ask Karon for credit for you. This is a significant achievement that cannot be ignored," the white dragon Gemot's attitude became respectful. It was just a matter of changing his face, a skill that a five-colored dragon is born with.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, Mr. Gmot. I am not here to ask for credit." The magic alchemy professor's expression became fanatical. He said, "I need you to give me permission so that I can conduct experiments related to the dragon blood potion."

"The actual efficacy of the dragon blood potion still needs to be tested on various races before it can be finally determined, so as to facilitate improvement and optimization."

Although the eyes of the white-haired boy Gmot were as dark as those of humans, they lit up quietly at this moment, like a pair of golden lamps.

"Do we need a large population for the experiment?" The white dragon Gemot laughed and took out a token made of red dragon scales from his arms, but then he frowned slightly and put the token away.

A white token, representing the White Dragon Lord's token, was taken out from the space magic bag made by magicians in his arms and thrown to Teach.
"Yes, I agree to your request. You can use my token to extract the prisoners from the prison and use them for experiments."

"But I must warn you that you are not allowed to use residents other than prisoners for experiments." The white dragon Gmot stared at the alchemist in front of him with his shining eyes, and said word by word: "If it is not enough, you can apply to me and I will find a way. But you must remember that this experiment is promised to you by me, not by Charon."

"Hey, I understand," Teach agreed. Although some of these scholars appeared to have low emotional intelligence, their IQ was fine. Teach knew the purpose of this white dragon.

"However, this is just one point. I have something more important to report to you, Lord Gmot," Teach's eyes showed a strange look of eagerness to gain recognition.

In other places, this strange scholar can only be regarded as a monster that everyone hates, but in the dragon territory where monsters are everywhere, he has gained the long-lost respect and attention.

"What could be more important than this?" The white dragon Gmot's eyes returned to calm, but a stronger curiosity emerged in his eyes. In the heart of the white dragon lord, Teach was already a genius for being able to complete the research of dragon blood potion, compared to the giant dragon who was unlearned.

"At the beginning of my research, I believed that all creatures could achieve their own life evolution through blood transformation," said Teach. "But after my research and speculation, for other races, it can be described as blood evolution, but for noble races with ancient heritage like dragons, it is more appropriate to use blood essence or blood revival."

"These ancient and noble races all have their own bloodline sources. Through the information and materials given by Lord Kalon, I discovered that there are some fragments from the source in the dragon's bloodline."

Teach spoke eloquently and enthusiastically, "These fragments are like the spell models that make up the magician's spells. The bloodline of the dragon is formed from them."

"If we can continue to evolve the dragon bloodline into these fragments rooted in the bloodline source, we can gain power closer to the bloodline source."

"If we combine those random fragments scattered among countless dragons into a complete bloodline model, perhaps it means that the power of the source can also be possessed by ordinary dragons!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom,

A dull and powerful drumbeat sounded. It was not the sound of the warriors beating the drums, but the sudden and rapid beating of the white dragon Gemot's heart.

The dragons' heartbeats used to be heavy and slow, but now they were beating as fast as war drums. One could see how excited the white dragon was.

The twinkling eyes that were brighter than the magic crystal lamp also showed the inner fluctuations of the white dragon at this moment. If the blood essence could really be as the alchemy professor Teach said, it would bring unimaginable benefits and help to all the dragons in the dragon group.

Perhaps, this can allow some dragons whose wills are not as strong as Charon to get a chance to go further, allowing most dragons to embark on the path of reviving the glory of their ancient bloodlines, and Charon will become more powerful as a result.

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The white dragon Gmot blew out thick white mist from his nose. His human face vaguely transformed into a dragon's face. He said in a hoarse voice: "Respected Master Teach, I think your research focus should be on this aspect in the future. If you have any requirements, please feel free to ask."

"This research is too profound. It is difficult for me and a few apprentices to complete it alone. Therefore, I require the formation of a large group of scholars, a larger laboratory, and more sophisticated magical instruments."

Teach enjoyed the ecstasy and shock in the dragon's eyes. Seeing this expression gave him the same sense of accomplishment as seeing girls of various races getting the ultimate pleasure under him. This was also one of his many pursuits.

"I can promise you this. Even if it requires mobilizing all the resources in the territory, I will meet your request," White Dragon Gemot agreed without hesitation to this request which seemed simple but actually required a lot of gold coins.

"Of course, the most important thing is that I need a lot of dragon blood, not just five-colored dragons, but a lot of real dragon blood, even living dragons, to support my research."

Tiqi quietly watched the White Dragon Lord's reaction, lowered his voice and said, "Without enough samples for comparative research, it is difficult for me to find those fragments from the bloodline and extract them for comparison and related experiments. This is the most difficult point."

The white dragon Gmot certainly knew how difficult this condition was. He knew better than Teach how difficult this condition was. If a large amount of dragon blood was extracted, it would cause immeasurable damage to the dragon's future potential, and in severe cases it would cause the dragon to never grow.

Although the dragons in the dragon group are aware of the benefits that this research result can bring, it is impossible for them to harm themselves for an uncertain future. No one can be sure that Teach's research will be successful, and Teach himself dare not guarantee it.

"I can't decide on this matter. I will report to you and Karon," the white dragon Gemot suddenly sighed. He felt that the current group of dragons needed to be even stronger!

(End of this chapter)