The bard fantasized again.

Chapter 89 Eggshell and Breath (Seeking first subscription of 8,512,000)

In this world, people can only rely on those false folk songs passed down by word of mouth, the lizards still living in this world, and the fantasies artistically embellished from the giant dragon skeleton standing atop Dragon Gold City...

To depict a portrait of a dragon that may have existed since time immemorial.

But Tang Qi may know more.

At least in his knowledge base, dragons are broadly classified into [metal dragons] and [five-colored dragons].

The former are stereotyped as mostly kind, while the latter are seen as more vicious.

There may be some exceptions. But most are like 'angels' or 'demons'—their inherent nature often has a source rooted in their consciousness.

The number of Gem Dragons is even rarer, and Tang Qi cannot recall their origin.

And when the bright moonlight enveloped the creature trying to crawl out of its egg, its dark purple scales, dripping with wet slime, seemed to radiate an even deeper, meteor-like luster.

This does indeed seem to represent the appearance of the [Amethyst Dragon].

Its two tiny claws clung to the edge of the cracked eggshell, trying to raise its elegant head with its pointed antlers, letting the rose-like gilded pattern on its forehead be revealed in the night.

Brighter than amber, golden eyes shone forth, like clear, transparent glass, as they looked around, trying to bring their nascent curiosity to the world before them—

And finally, it landed on the three people in front of it.

"This is considered a 'dragon'?"

The gravel couldn't help but mutter.

"Then we dwarves are actually giants too!"

Height, weight, and build are all determined through comparison.

The 'dragon' in front of them was only about the size of a kitten, so much so that even the eggshell that Kuru could hug looked like a towering 'castle'.

This is definitely not the size a fledgling dragon should be.

"This is actually a [pseudo-dragon], right? It's one of those magical pets that mages keep..."

Of course, I admit its appearance is more ornate. If ordinary pseudo-dragons are ugly giants, it's more like those arrogant elves from legends.

"Do you really have to insert your own agenda into your metaphors?"

"Did you smuggle too little?"

Having lived for at least two hundred years, even a piece of gravel can at least identify some species of living things.

The black mist, which seemed to leap with joy at dawn, gradually dissipated inside the helmet.

I originally thought I was about to witness history.

Witnessing the dragon itself is certainly a feat worthy of celebration.
However, although the difference between "false dragon" and "dragon" is only one word, their relationship is similar to that of kobolds, and they don't seem to be very close.

They are actually a small flying lizard, rare in number, but occasionally they can be seen building tree holes in wilderness areas, often adorned with gems picked up from the riverbank.

Their intelligent minds and the magical resistance granted by their scales make them excellent animal companions, highly favored by spellcasters.

But it is weak enough.

It's hard to say which has sharper claws, the Kuru or the Kuru.

"Hmm, those noble spellcasters in Dragon Gold City would probably be very willing to pay a high price to buy it."

The gravel began to consider the value it could bring.
"If you want to sell it, I can introduce you to a few merchants in Longjin City. I'll charge you a small fee so I can have some drinks."

"I won't sell it."

To show his goodwill, Tang Qi did not rashly disturb the little dragon that was curiously observing the world before it.

The other person's throat emitted a soft, babyish "ee-woo" sound, like the natural comfort that comes with stretching.

But it seemed to have gotten too carried away, causing it to lose its grip and fall back into the huge 'castle' with a thud, breaking several pieces of eggshell in the process.

"Ugh!"

It cried out in alarm, and Tang Qi tiptoed toward it, examining the inside of the eggshell by the moonlight—

Compared to its rough stone exterior, the interior is smooth and reflects a milky white halo.

A small amount of mucus accumulates at the bottom of its shell, providing some cushioning for the slippery little dragon to fall and prevent it from dying.

Seemingly not yet accustomed to its limbs, it flailed wildly, its dark purple scales covered in mucus, and its soaked membranous wings clung tightly to its tiny arms, like purple silk soaked in moonlight.

A cool, refreshing scent, like mint leaves, lingered in front of his nose, making Tang Qi's mind even clearer.

Seeing that the human shadows had obscured the moonlight, its clear golden eyes narrowed, and it growled at Tang Qi above it:
"Ugh!"

The milk is fierce. The milk is fierce.

Dwarves have never understood the concept of 'cute'.

Having been rough around the edges for so long, they only appreciate the meticulous, exquisite, and orderly craftsmanship of the dwarves.

Even if the gravel doesn't understand, its external value cannot be denied:
"Keep it? Sure, after all, you can cast spells, so keeping a magical pet is perfectly normal."

"Hey, this little guy is so pretty! Taking him for a stroll on the street might just attract the attention of some noble ladies."

Tang Qi still insisted, "I think it should be a dragon."

Shattered Stone scoffed: "If you admit that kobolds are dogs, then it's fine to think that way."

"Don't you think it's illogical to bury a pseudo-dragon egg in the ruins built by dwarves?"

“Don’t forget, none of us were able to open that door—we crawled into the kobold’s lair.”

"How do you explain the calling that Kulu received?"

"Perhaps there's something wrong with the textbooks recorded in your Poets' Academy—the kobolds are not descendants of dragons, but false dragons."

"How could a fully grown pseudo-dragon, not even half the size of a Kuru, give birth to such offspring?"

"Is that a hybrid of a pseudo-dragon and a dog?"

"I feel it's necessary to explain for Kuru: the kobolds are lizards."

"Do lizardmen and pseudo-dragons interbreed? That makes sense; that way there would be no reproductive isolation."

"Can you please stop distorting the facts so solemnly?"

"Hey, who says only bards are allowed to write history?"

I've heard that your academy lied and claimed that the 'Dragonborn' were the offspring of a bard and a dragon—

"You surely know that the entire Dragonborn race has put the Poets' Academy on their wanted list, don't you?"

Tang Qi blinked, feeling as if a thick, black pot had been placed on his head:

"Once you arrive in Dragon Gold City, never tell anyone that I am a poet who came from the [Song of the Bard]."

I cut it.

"Ugh!"

Perhaps the two were too noisy and disturbed the weak little dragon, making it feel disrespected.

As it let out a fierce growl, it immediately began to show them its tender, underdeveloped little tiger teeth.

It has absolutely no deterrent effect.

Seeing that they weren't frightened by it, it could only angrily swing its paws and smash them onto the eggshells beside it.

Because the curve of the eggshell had been disrupted, the force of the swing was no longer evenly distributed on the surface, thus easily shattering half of the eggshell and sending several fragments flying.

Then, somewhat sluggishly, it used its two thin, trembling little paws to pick up the smaller fragments and put them in front of its fangs, making a "crunch" sound as if it were biting into a biscuit.

With each chew, he would glance up at the three of them.

Clearly, it was puzzled as to why it had to be watched while eating...

This caused it to curl up slightly, becoming visibly more cautious.

As the eggshell flowed down his esophagus into his abdomen, Tang Qi heard Chen Xi's inner voice:

"Its soul seems to be solidifying, and its aura is becoming more stable."

Tang Qi realized:

"So it's restoring its strength by eating the eggshells?" He quickly crouched down and began searching under the broad fern leaves for the eggshells that had broken off earlier.
"Find these out, feed them, and maybe we can win some favor..."

Just as he was thinking this, he saw a slender, brownish-red claw reach out first to a palm-sized fragment of stone—

From the perspective of 'playing dead', Kuru is simply a master.

Its scales protected it to some extent, so Tang Qi's chisel strike actually failed to stun it.

And it is very smart.

So I'm waiting...

Waiting, making a move, the right opportunity!
Tang Qi realized what it was about to do, grabbed the lute from his back, and was about to smash it on Kulu's head:

"Don't eat it!"

He had certainly considered that Kulu might cause some unexpected problems.

For example, betraying one's allies in the face of battle, or following one's 'ancestor' to live happily ever after...

Although this guy played a supporting role in the battle, he would definitely fail at crucial moments.

Otherwise, there would have been no reason to knock it out first.

Tang Qi had no idea that it was actually making plans for itself!
This cunning kobold clearly harbored the intention of swallowing the eggshell from the very beginning—

Just like how they gain their first strength by nibbling on their own eggshells when they are first born.

The eggshell represents the origin of life. And if one were to obtain the dragon's 'essence,' even just a small portion, it would bring immeasurable benefits!

"boom--"

The sound of vibrating strings rang out simultaneously with the loud thud of a dog's head being struck.

"Rua!"

Kuru cried out in pain, but the fragments of the eggshell had already been swallowed into its throat and stomach.

"Spit it out!"

Tang Qi could only lift Kulu by the shoulders and shake it frantically until he saw stars and his brain felt like it was turning into mush, while Kulu kept its mouth tightly shut.

Eggshell, delicious!
The commotion clearly startled the little dragon, and the loss of its vital energy made it hard for it not to fix its fierce gaze on Kuru's abdomen...

Tang Qi felt utterly helpless.

The price of extracting the essence will inevitably be the hostility of the other party.

He had originally been thinking about whether he could keep it as a pet!

Now, because of Kuru's greed, there's no need to worry about how to appease this little dragon anymore; let's calm down our anger first.

Damn it, once this is over, I'll definitely have to severely suppress this guy's reading addiction!

"Ugh!"

Little Dragon let out a fierce growl and its small body soared into the air.

Its wings did not flap, and it seemed that it was not flying with the help of its translucent thin wings, but rather that it was supported by a gravitational force, making it appear elegant and composed.

Having swallowed most of the eggshell, it quickly regained its strength. Now, drawn by that force field, it opened its tender teeth and, like a nimble and ghostly wildcat, transformed into a ghostly purple blur, about to pounce on Kuru—

Although it was Kulu who caused the trouble, Tang Qi couldn't just ignore it.

As always, disregarding Kulu's wishes, it used it as a human shield in front of itself, and then sang:
"【Silver Light Sharp Words】!"

As an instantaneous spell, [Silver Whisper] has a short incantation; simply chanting the incantation with a specific melody is enough to vibrate the magic network and take effect, without needing to compose a catchy song.

Otherwise, by the time he finishes singing a single line of lyrics, Little Dragon would have already snatched Kulu's head away.

As the chanting ended, almost instantly, a tiny silver light suddenly appeared on its golden pupils.

It felt itself uncontrollably glancing towards the silver light, so much so that its originally swift pounce was deflected, and with a "whoosh," it passed over Kulu and Tang Qi's shoulders and rushed towards the silver light.

But in missing his target, he also lost sight of that silver flash.

Only Tang Qi saw that the silver light flowed through the air like water, gliding towards the target he had designated—

"Dawn, knock it out!"

The paladin, already prepared, drew his two-handed greatsword from his waist:

"I will obey your command."

Her figure was perfect enough, with well-proportioned muscles and long, powerful legs, but ultimately it leaned towards the human aesthetic of being thin.

But driven by her spirit, the plate armor on her body, which looked like a can, was no different from thin silk to her.

In almost a single step, he had already passed Tang Qi and stood beside Xiao Long.

Tang Qi only felt a gust of wind blow past him.

When he came to his senses, the broken blade of Chenxi was already gleaming with a cold, sharp light under the moonlight.

Now, it looks more like a strange short sword, about a foot long, that has lost its blade.

But the sword was wide enough, and the flowing silver light clung to its outline, making her swing it like a club, drawing a silver crescent with the flat blade and striking the little dragon's back!
"boom!"

"Ugh!"

The repulsive force struck the newly born dragon, forcefully slamming it into the fern leaves beneath its feet.

However, its extraordinary resilience and the deliberate restraint it exerted when striking with the blade meant that the effectiveness of this strike was less than satisfactory.

When Chenxi pressed her advantage and swung the sword at the ground again, she clearly sensed a persistent repulsive force that preceded her broken sword, like an invisible wall separating them.

The second sword strike was forcefully deflected by the force field, giving Xiaolong the opportunity to use gravity to return to the sky:

"Ugh!"

It hovered beneath the moonlight, attempting to roar in order to display the majesty unique to the dragon race as much as possible.

Unfortunately, its young appearance isn't frightening enough, making it difficult to achieve the desired effect; it always gives the impression of a cat imitating a lion...

However, appearance is not the only thing that can project a sense of intimidation.

It opened its mouth wide, and between its white, tender canine teeth, a patch of pitch black suddenly appeared.

That pitch-black darkness was so dense and opaque that it seemed to have obscured all color, with only a thin halo revealing its outline, making one realize that it was about to devour the light.

Like an extremely tiny singularity—

The immense suction force pulled Tang Qi's body, the whistling wind whistling past his ears, the direction of the surging was clearly towards that singularity!

Only at this moment did Tang Qi truly confirm the identity of the little dragon before him.

The long-lost itching sensation brought on by the alertness instantly swept across his entire body:
"It's [Breath] - Gravel!"

"understand!"

With a loud shout, Shattered Stone was about to raise his tower shield to block Tang Qi's path.
"I can handle it, shut your mouth—don't curse me!"

Even so, cold sweat kept seeping from his forehead.

Who would have thought that this seemingly harmless little creature could actually use breath attacks like a legendary dragon!?

They were on high alert.

And that pitch-black singularity almost swept across the entire forest.

suddenly!

It burst forth with a muffled thud:
"puff--"

Then they dispersed.

"what?"

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