Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Chapter 108 Gold Miners!

Flying dragons have always been known for their cunning, greed, and bullying of the weak and fear of the strong.

Although they have few natural enemies in nature, they are considered high-level predators.

But they prefer to prey on lone prey.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, it swoops down from mid-air, its poisonous sting drawing blood, killing instantly without hesitation.

This is the survival rule that the dragon is so proud of.

As an adventurer who has faced countless life-or-death crises.

Luca's fighting style has never been particularly honorable.

Whenever he has the chance, he always tries to find ways to make his battles easier.

Playing dead is a skill that Luke has mastered to perfection, and it never fails.

Deep inside the mine, the screeching sound of scales rubbing against the rocks, the smell of burning, and the strong stench of blood mingled together.

At this moment, a look of human-like astonishment appeared on the face of this enormous dragon.

Compared to the tiny human in front of it, it remained completely unharmed after enduring its relentless tail-sweeping impact.

What surprised Feilong even more was that the opponent would also use the trick of feigning death!

If Luke could read the dragon's mind at this moment.

And they knew how this guy had escaped from the encirclement of that dragon hunter squad.

He might even develop a sense of kinship with this cunning behemoth that transcends species.

This is probably the feeling of finding a kindred spirit amidst towering mountains and flowing water.

Of course, to outsiders it might look more like a stinking, polluted hillside.

However, at present, there is absolutely no possibility of peaceful coexistence between the two.

Even before being struck by the dragon's tail, Luke had already imbued himself with the ogre's projection.

With a constitution attribute of up to 10 points, plus the armor he ordered from his good friend's blacksmith shop.

The impact, powerful enough to turn an ordinary person into mincemeat, ultimately only caused a surge of blood and qi in his chest.

They went to such great lengths, even risking physical harm to set up this scheme.

Luke, of course, would not let the opponent's weakness slip by.

The terrifying banshee's claws materialized from her arms, tearing through the stagnant air.

With a sharp, piercing sound, it effortlessly tore through the weakest point of the dragon's neck, the point where the reverse scale connects.

The dragon's prized scales became extremely vulnerable under the banshee's claws.

After Luke's arms pierced into the flesh of his opponent, he suddenly exerted force to both sides.

Enlarge the wound as much as possible, completely severing the artery hidden under the protection of the muscle group.

As scalding blood gushed out like water from a pump, Feilong finally came to his senses.

The fear of impending death drove the enormous creature into utter madness.

Its massive body suddenly stood upright, its wings frantically pounding against the rock walls on both sides of the mine, kicking up countless stones and dust.

As it stood upright, Luca, whose claws were digging deep into its wound, was also lifted off the ground.

With his feet dangling in the air and no foothold, Luke suddenly lost the lever to generate further force.

His body swayed violently in mid-air as the dragon struggled frantically.

Luke's inherent ruthlessness erupted completely, and he simply abandoned his plan to pull out his claws and look for another opportunity to fight.

With one hand embedded in the dragon's flesh, he refused to let go, no matter how painful it was to twist his knuckles.

Its other hand transformed into a "meat grinder," constantly churning and tearing inside the wound.

This made the already horrific wound even more bloody and mangled.

It must be said that the dragon's vitality was far more tenacious than Luke had anticipated.

Or perhaps, the individual in front of us is rather special.

Even though the carotid artery in his neck had been torn off, hot blood sprayed out of the air like a waterfall.

The dragon's dying counterattack was still full of vigor and vitality.

Every flap of the fleshy wings and every impact of the body was filled with powerful explosive force.

Finally, in a frantic, tumbling impact that disregarded his own injuries, Luke was violently flung away by the immense force.

He adjusted his posture in mid-air, and the banshee's claws gradually transformed back into human form.

He casually picked up the longsword that had fallen earlier.

Looking at the dragon not far away, which was already showing fear but had nowhere to escape due to the limitations of the mine, they saw it.

Luke grinned.

This grave was chosen for him by the other party himself.

Before his opponent could catch his breath, Luca's body had already transformed into a black afterimage.

The leather boots crushed the crystals on the ground as they rapidly advanced toward the retreating dragon.

At the same time, a blinding dark red light suddenly appeared in the palm of his left hand.

That was the Ash Lord's fireballs gathering continuously.

The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly rose, and even the space itself was visibly distorted and rippled under that extreme heat.

Without any hesitation, Luke swung his left hand forward the instant he got close to the dragon, blasting a fireball right in front of its face.

It was used to destroy the already mangled wound below the opponent's head.

It also utilizes the intense light and blinding flames generated by the explosion to completely deprive the opponent of their sight.

The moment the dragon saw the fireball gathering in Luke's hand, a glint of human wisdom flashed in its eyes.

Previously, it had accidentally swallowed a peculiar plant growing above a cluster of black crystals in this mine.

Since then, it has gained the ability to resist magical elemental damage.

This is why it was able to withstand a fireball spell from the attack of the squad outside without suffering any damage.

In its eyes, the fireball thrown by this despicable human, though impressive, was ultimately nothing more than fire magic.

Perhaps this fireball thrown by the opponent could be its hope for a comeback.

With that in mind, the mutated dragon, which seemed to possess considerable intelligence, made its plan.

Once the fireball hits you, pretend to be seriously injured.

When the human gets close without warning, it will crush the human with its teeth!

However, when that fireball actually coalesced and was launched towards it...

Feilong's confident expression froze instantly.

Instead, there was a tremor and fear that came from the depths of one's soul.

First, the aura contained within that fireball seemed to exert a natural, bloodline-based suppression on it, originating from an absolute superior.

It was as if some kind of high-dimensional monarch was looking down at it from across endless time and space.

Under that terrifying pressure, the dragon's limbs stiffened, and it stood frozen in place, not daring to move even a single toe.

Secondly, and most fatally.

When the fireball, radiating intense heat, truly drew near.

Only when he felt the burning pain from the high temperature on his skin did Feilong realize...

This fireball doesn't seem to be ordinary magic...

"boom!"

The flames exploded with a deafening roar in the mine.

The light instantly overshadowed the crystals that emitted a dark purple glow.

The dragon's fragile eyeballs were instantly blinded by the intense heat, the moisture evaporated, and it let out a desperate scream.

Luke's longsword was already close behind.

【Gluttonous Slash】cuts a larger gash in the wyvern's disgusting wound on its belly.

They cut off the internal organs and intestines together and let them fall out.

The dragon's massive body lost all support and collapsed helplessly to its knees on the ground.

Luke pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped into the air.

The person performed a magnificent spin in the sky.

He wielded his longsword and struck precisely at the dragon's charred neck wound, which was now emitting the aroma of roasted meat.

It delivered the fatal blow.

The sword slashed through without any hesitation.

The enormous dragon head left a trail of blood in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Even at the moment of death, his hideous face still bore the look of astonishment and terror.

The battle is now over.

Luke's face showed excitement.

It wasn't because he had once again "killed a dragon of a higher level than himself" in a challenge.

It's because he's about to get rich!

The thought of the vast black crystal veins around him made him feel excited!

He didn't even bother to deal with the dragon's corpse, simply leaving it on the spot before heading towards the black crystal mine.

Luke only discovered this when he got really close to the area.

Above this black crystal that emits a pure fluorescent light, it is surrounded by numerous minerals.

It quietly took root in a peculiar plant, about the size of a palm, and entirely black.

Upon closer inspection, it appears that the flowers and fruits on the fruit have been picked.

Only a bare rootstock remained.

Luke didn't know what it was.

But it can grow in this environment, taking root in the veins of black crystal.

Plants that grow by absorbing nutrients from these high-purity crystals are obviously no ordinary plants.

Luke tentatively touched the root with the hilt of his sword.

"Ding~"

Although this thing looks like a plant in terms of its structure, it is as hard as a stone.

It looks more like a lifelike sculpted artwork.

After confirming that the peculiar "plant" posed no danger, Luke decided to dig it out first.

However, as a high-level magical material, black crystal has extremely high physical hardness.

He couldn't bear to use his broadsword to mine.

After thinking it over, he cut off the dragon's claws.

He began his brief "mining career" by using his enormous fingernails as chisels.

Luke first tapped around the black crystal beneath the "plant".

After a ring of obvious cracks appears in the surrounding ore structure.

Use the dragon's claws to penetrate deep into the ore, then pry it open with force.

"Click."

With a crisp snapping sound, the entire black rhizome was dug out intact.

Luke carefully picked it up, looked at it for a while, and then tried to put it into his storage space.

A flash of light, and the plant vanished instantly from his hand.

The fact that it can be stored in a dimensional space indicates that although it looks like a plant, it is not a living thing.

After accepting it, Luke picked up the dragon's claw with great enthusiasm, ready to continue his work.

However, when he turned his gaze back to the black crystal mine beneath his feet...

The scene before him left him stunned.

The black crystals that were originally glowing in large patches are now gradually becoming dim.

The once crystal-clear material turned ashen and white, starting from the point where the plant's core was lost.

In almost a few breaths, what was originally a priceless piece of black crystal turned into a pile of deathly gray stone chips that seemed to have lost their original texture.

Luca's reaction was very quick.

When they realized something was wrong, they began to desperately use the dragon's claws to carve away at the ground.

They attempted to preserve some of the black crystals that had not yet been affected by the gray-white color.

However, even though he managed to chip off those black crystals, they were like rootless plants.

It withered quickly and turned into pieces.

"My money!"

Luke's heart was breaking.

Although, in this world with supernatural abilities, money doesn't play a nearly as significant role.

However, the opportunity to become a trillionaire slipped away right before his eyes.

It would be a lie to say I'm not upset.

At the same time, footsteps echoed from a distant mine shaft.

"Are you sure that dragon hasn't left Blackrock Mountain?"

"I'm sure the blood is fresh, and it still contains my alchemical toxins."

The wanderer Latu, whose body was wrapped in bandages, nodded.

Lena's mood improved upon hearing this: "I thought that guy was smart, but it turns out he's a complete idiot. He actually hid in a mine in the mountains. We'll just trap him like a turtle in a jar!"

Lena's team originally planned to rest in the heart of the territory before leaving.

I'm prepared to go back and submit the request even if it fails.

Unexpectedly, on the way back, Latour, who was good at tracking, discovered them.

That dragon didn't leave!

According to his observations, the other party first flew through the forest for a while, and then its tracks disappeared into the mine in the cliff.

After searching several mines, they finally located this place.

"That dragon is a bit strange, but its condition is definitely much worse right now, especially in this kind of terrain, it can't fly."

Lena confidently encouraged her teammates: "Akash should hold the line first. While Kalan's spells won't do much damage to that dragon, we can use some control spells to keep it occupied, and then..."

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"Boss, there's a big guy up ahead!"

Lena was setting up the battle tactics when the orc leading the way suddenly stopped.

His innate dark vision allowed him to detect the anomaly outside the range of light magic.

The group cautiously walked forward for a while before finally seeing the obstacle blocking the way in front of the mine.

It was the mutated dragon they were tracking.

But at this moment, the dragon in front of them looked extremely pitiful.

The enormous headless corpse knelt limply in the pile of rubble, with an extremely smooth and huge decapitation scar on its neck.

Because the artery was completely destroyed, the blood at the cross-section had long since drained away.

It has an eerie charred black color and smells of roasted meat.

The enormous, ferocious dragon head was carelessly tossed aside on the ground like trash.

Those unseeing, vertical pupils looked filled with surprise and fear.

Moreover, the most aggressive claws on the fleshy wings looked as if they had been cut off by something sharp.

A few broken fingers lay scattered on the ground.

Clearly, the dragon had been dead for some time and had suffered great ravages before its death.

Behind the enormous dragon carcass, at the end of the mine.

Standing quietly was a figure that looked somewhat slender, yet exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

Lena swallowed hard, took the badge that had cast the light spell in her hand, and took two steps forward with a forced smile.

The figure was wearing a set of black armor that was no longer recognizable.

Covered in blood, it looked even more terrifying than a flying dragon.

Stimulated by the light, the figure slowly turned its head.

The other person has a young face that perfectly conforms to human aesthetics, and could even be described as excessively handsome.

But at this moment, his expression looked particularly gloomy.

The intense resentment in his eyes suggested that he had just experienced something devastating.

She quickly remembered.

"Isn't this the adventurer we met in Blackrock Village last night?"

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