Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

Chapter 118 Characteristics: [Iron Scale]

After flying back to the camp from the potion workshop, Motu went straight into his stone house.

Four hundred blood-thread vines were neatly stacked in the wooden box of the storage ring, each one tightly tied with hemp rope.

The surface of the vines was moist and smooth, and the dark red sap oozing from the cut surface was so thick that it was almost sticky.

He took out the wooden box, lifted the lid, and a smell of rust mixed with the fresh scent of grass and trees wafted out.

Blue Dragon nodded slightly upon seeing this; the quality of the raw material plants supplied by the potion workshop was indeed quite good.

He took out the vines one by one and piled them together on the stone table with the blackleaf grass and moonshine moss cultivated by the stone cave rabbits next to him.

Over the next few days, he devoted all his energy to refining the scale hardening agent.

Because of the Magic Card Laboratory, the trade in basic meditation potions at Blackwood Market has been suspended, so whenever he had free time, Motu would squat in front of the crucible.

Magical flames rose from the stove, heating the bottom of the crucible until it glowed slightly red.

Blood vine juice, black leaf grass segments, moonshine moss powder, saltpeter, bone salt —

Every step of the process is thoroughly memorized, and the rhythm of each step is precise down to the minute.

With the abundant magical power of the blue dragon supporting him, the Mage Hand simply controlled both sets of tools simultaneously, and his mental energy was also divided into two...

One part monitors the temperature of the liquid medicine, and the other maintains a stable flame output.

The liquid slowly rotates in the crucible, its color changing from a turbid grayish-green to a dark brown, then from dark brown to a dark red, before finally being reduced and bottled.

Perhaps due to the stable quality of the raw materials, the color of each bottle of finished product is basically consistent, without any fluctuations between batches.

Days passed by, and the task progress on Motu's panel kept changing.

【16/200】————【21/200】————【34/200】————【57/200】。

His refining speed is increasing, and the success rate of the medicine is also increasing.

From barely passing the first batch, it later stabilized at over 60%.

Most of the potions produced were drunk by the blue dragon on the spot.

The moment the medicine entered my throat, the base of the scales began to itch.

The itch spread along the scales to the edges, as if ants were crawling under each scale.

He crouched in the corner of the stone house, his vertical pupils fixed on his forearm, while mentally counting down the seconds.

On the cold blue scales, a bronze luster was slowly flowing, as if it were alive.

As the frequency of medication use increases, the duration of itching during the onset of the medication gradually shortens.

Blue Dragon could feel his body gradually adapting, and his scales were becoming harder and harder every day.

Until one morning, the quantitative change finally led to the qualitative change.

When Motu woke up from the stone bed, he suddenly felt something was wrong and looked down at his forearm.

The scales there were a bit darker than before, with a dull, iron-gray sheen covering a cool blue background.

It has a matte finish, like an iron block that has been repeatedly forged.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the panel automatically unfolded.

A new line of text appeared in the status bar.

[Trait - Iron Scales]: Your scales have hardened like steel, greatly increasing your defense. (This is a passive trait, permanently active.)

A look of surprise flashed across Motu's eyes as he saw the newly appeared attribute.

He hadn't expected that consuming large quantities of these special enhancement potions for the Dragon Blood species would actually trigger special abilities.

With a tentative gesture, the blue dragon raised its right claw and ran the tip of its claw across the scales on its left arm.

The claw tip glided across the scales, and the resistance it returned was surprisingly strong.

Seeing this, Motu increased his strength, using five-tenths of his power, leaving only a very shallow white mark on the scale surface.

Using seven-tenths of the force, the white mark deepened slightly, but the skin still didn't break.

So Motu simply got up and went outside the stone house, found a stone wall, clenched his right fist, and punched down.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, several cracks appeared in the stone wall, but his knuckles felt no pain whatsoever.

Another punch, delivered with full force.

A shallow pit dented in the wall, and pebbles flew everywhere, but not a single white mark was left on his scales.

Motu looked down at his right claw, then glanced at the pile of blood vines that were still mostly intact inside the house.

The appearance of the iron scale property means that the dosage of the scale hardening agent has accumulated to a certain threshold.

This is not the effect of just one or two bottles, but rather the qualitative change that occurs when the active ingredients in the medicine accumulate and settle in the scaly tissue after continuous and large-volume use.

He took the remaining potion out of the ring and counted it.

Eleven bottles.

Based on the progress indicated on the panel, the [Pharmacist] item has been completed. Subtract the profits previously shared with Greenwa and Una—

In other words, it takes about thirty bottles of Tier 2 scale hardening potion to activate this [Iron Scale] trait?!

The surprise in the blue dragon's eyes deepened.

He remembered that the quartermaster still had quite a few potion recipes usable by dragonblood species available for exchange.

Moreover, since this characteristic is triggered solely by taking a potion, it also means that it is universally applicable to other dragon blood species.

In that case, he could even use this as leverage to invite Green Tile and Una to join the ranks of accumulating military merits to exchange for blueprint recipes.

After all, they are also scaly creatures, and the [Iron Scale] trait also applies to them!

In this way, the difficulty of obtaining the two thousand military merits required for the Lesser Dragon Blood Potion recipe is greatly reduced!

The only point to consider is whether the Quartermaster Department allows the transfer of military merit points.

Just as he was pondering this, Mo Tu turned around and tried to go back to the stone house.

He wanted to use the remaining materials to refine another batch of scale hardening potion for Green Tile or Una to take, at least to see the effect first.

Just then, the airflow above the camp suddenly changed.

On the horizon, a dark red dot is rapidly expanding.

The day Alex joined the team, the entire camp could feel his presence.

He arrived with a scorching contrail. The air distorted by the intense heat as his wingtips swept across the ground emitted a low, guttural whistle.

The red dragon made no attempt to restrain its power as it descended; the moment its four claws touched the ground, the rocky ground cracked violently around the point of impact.

The shattered rocks scattered in all directions with a whooshing sound, and a few pieces hit the Motu scales, making a crisp popping sound.

The deep red scales shimmered with a lava-like orange-red luster under the midday sun.

Each piece was larger and thicker than those from the Blue Dragon or Green Dragon, with edges as sharp as a freshly sharpened blade.

This new member was nearly half again as large as Motu, with a thick dragon tail hanging down behind him, the tip of which dragged across the ground, carving out a clear shallow furrow.

"Alex, a new member of the 7th Support Squad."

His voice was deep, pressing out from his chest, carrying the unique resonance of dragons, "A special recruit from the Bloodline Technology Department of the Holy Blood Tower. Monster Rank, Peak Second Tier. Dragon Blood Concentration, Over 40%."

After announcing its identity, the red dragon's vertical pupils slowly swept across the camp.

At this moment, Captain Luo Lin and Vice Captain Qiu Ye were nowhere to be seen in the camp. Only the four squad members of the auxiliary defense team came out after hearing the commotion.

The red dragon's gaze swept across the barracks, ignoring the dragon people Una and Inigo, passing over the green tile holding the monkey pot, and finally stopping on Motu.

He lingered for a moment on the lingering scent of magical plants among the blue dragon's scales, a hint of undisguised contempt flashing in his eyes.

On Lava Peak, only those with mixed bloodlines and limited potential would waste their energy on these unorthodox methods.

As a frost embryo that has not yet awakened the complete dragon lineage, it should devote all its attention to the path of the true dragon.

How can we let these strange and wonderful tricks from the outside world distract us from exploring the ancient heritage deep in our bloodline and seeking the right path back to our ancestors?

His dragon might was deliberately displayed the moment he landed.

This is the arrogance etched into the red dragon's instincts.

Upon arriving in a new land, first let the surrounding creatures know who is in charge.

The dragon's might brought by the high concentration of red dragon blood naturally comes with a scorching property.

The air around the camp began to distort the moment he landed, as if invisible heat waves were rising from between the scales.

Green Tile squatted on the stone, feeling its scales beginning to heat up slightly.

Her tail curled up unconsciously, and her bony spikes retracted one by one, as if resisting some kind of invisible pressure.