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

Upon hearing Shark White's question, Mo Tu's expression suddenly froze.

The tip of its ear felt slightly warm, and the blue dragon subconsciously clenched its right paw. Only then did it belatedly realize that it had answered too hastily.

He glanced down at his claws, which appeared even heavier after being metallicized, and silently became wary.

It's just a slight increase in blood volume, yet he's lost his former composure; his mentality is far too restless.

Fortunately, Shark White didn't dwell on it too much. It stared intently at the blue dragon for three seconds, then gave up thinking, looking puzzled, and muttered:

"By Tiamat, could this truly be an oracle?"

It scratched its head and pressed back the few scales that were sticking up on its head.

Suddenly, Shark White slapped its forehead, its vertical pupils flashing with a look of sudden realization, and even its tail unconsciously swept back and forth on the ground.

It moved closer to Motu, its nose almost touching the other's face, its tone full of certainty:

Look!

I woke up my bloodline after sleeping in the river. You said you had a feeling that absorbing dragon blood crystals would increase the concentration, and it actually did.

"With our luck, what else could it be but the favor of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother?!"

It became more and more excited as it spoke, gesturing wildly in the air with its paws, and even the tip of its tail was raised:

"Maybe she's watching us from countless other planes!"

They give us hints every now and then, letting us climb up the ladder by sheer luck! Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen?!

Mo Tu listened to Bai Long's excited self-imagination and felt somewhat speechless.

However, he did not correct it, because some things do not need explanation.

Shark White doesn't need to know about the panel, doesn't need to know about [Ixtal], and doesn't even need to know how much the bloodline concentration has increased.

All it needs to know is that by following him, it can become stronger.

This is enough.

"Let's go." Motu turned around and walked south.

"Huh? Does your silence mean you agree?"

The white shark caught up, its tail slapping loudly.

"I knew it! Old Lady Tiamat must be watching us! Otherwise, why would I have such a wonderful dream? That great river in my dream—"

"We'll talk about your dreams later."

Motu interrupted it, "Let's get out of here first."

"Oh... okay..."

Sha Bai swallowed back the words that were about to come out and obediently followed.

After taking a few steps, it couldn't help but mutter again:

"Anyway, that's how I feel."

Motu did not respond.

But his consciousness had already sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness.

That panel had been quietly refreshed at some point.

A pale blue light flickered in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there were more words on it than before, and the format of the arrangement had changed.

Name: Motu

[Race]: Blue Dragon

[Beast Rank]: Tier 1 - Black Iron Body (32%)

[Bloodline Concentration]: Frost Embryo (28.5%) (60% chance to unlock True Dragon Bloodline Inheritance)

[Awakened Ability Trait]: Ixtal (Choose a task and complete it to obtain the corresponding reward)

Currently available tasks:

Mission 1: [Territory Trial] Occupy a resource point in the Dark Forest as your territory and hold it for seven days. Reward: A Kobold Familiar

Task Two: [Rune Analysis] Successfully analyze any type of wizard rune and depict it on a physical object. Reward: A random first-level spell clue.

Mission Three: [Proof of Freedom] Freed from the Dark Forest, the Blue Dragon deserves the freedom of the skies! Reward: Basic Combat Flight Experience

Motu's gaze first fell on Mission One.

He focused his attention and looked over; a brief description popped up on the panel.

"As a blue dragon, you need to carve out your own territory."

Motu shook his head inwardly.

This entire Dark Forest is the dragon breeding ground of Lady Olpessie, the Nest Mother. The so-called "resource points" are just the territory she has fenced off to raise dragon-blooded magical beasts.

To occupy a piece of land in such a place, guard it for seven days, and then lead a group of kobolds as your kin.

Even if we succeed, what's the point?

The kobold can't even feed himself; he has to find food to feed them.

Besides, he was about to leave the Dark Forest, and nothing in this jungle was worth his consideration.

He recalled seeing a similar option when the missions were refreshed last time.

At that time, he chose the [Bloodline Trial] quest and came here to hunt red dragons and extract their crystal cores.

Unexpectedly, another territory-related quest has appeared this time.

It seems that the options that weren't selected at the time may reappear later after the update.

Motu shook his head, unsure whether it was good or bad, and shifted his gaze to Mission Two.

[Rune Analysis] Successfully analyze any wizard rune and draw it onto an object. Reward: A random first-level spell clue.

The description is very short.

"If you aspire to the path of a wizard, then deciphering runes is an essential experience."

Motu remained silent for a moment.

He had a runic pickaxe in his hand, which he had seized from the dragonborn kobolds.

Although the rune was crooked and quite old, it was indeed a complete and usable wizard rune.

If he wants to analyze it, the material is right at hand.

But that's not the problem.

The problem is that he hasn't even mastered the Blood Moon Meditation Technique yet.

His understanding of the wizarding world was limited to "they are very strong" and "they wear dark red robes".

A rune was placed in front of him, and he didn't even know where to start looking at it.

There were no books, no references, and no one to consult.

How can you analyze this?

The reward is pretty good.

It is said that each spell of a wizard contains a great deal of knowledge and is not easy to learn. Even being given a clue is a good start.

But that was a first-level spell, which was still too far away for him at the moment.

The Wizard's Path.

He silently repeated those four words in his mind.

The image of seeing that Holy Blood Tower wizard today resurfaced in my mind.

A dark red robe, silver runes, a grasp of the void, blood flowing backward, and in ten breaths, a magical beast of rank two or higher was reduced to a withered corpse.

That road is very strong.

But he hasn't even touched the threshold of that path yet.

Motu turned his attention to mission three.

[Proof of Freedom] Freed from the Dark Forest, the Blue Dragon deserves the freedom of the skies! Reward: Basic combat flight experience.

The description is very brief.

"No true dragon wants to be locked in a cage, such as a cage called the Dark Forest."

Motu stared at the line of text for a long time.

flight.

From the moment he crossed into this dark forest, he knew he could not fly.

The Fierce Claw Dragon Eagle patrols the skies, and any creature that dares to take flight will be torn to shreds in a matter of breaths.

He was used to walking with his head down, used to measuring the earth with his claws, and used to the sky being merely a tool for judging the weather, not his own domain.

But that sentence in the description is correct.

No real dragon wants to be locked in a cage.

He is a blue dragon.

He has the blood of thunder and storm flowing through his veins.

The sky should have been his territory.

Motu snapped out of his daze and looked up ahead.

The edge of the dead forest was not far away, and the gray-white tree trunks looked like rows of tombstones under the light of the double moon.

Beyond that grove lies the deeper part of the Dark Forest, the outpost of the Dragonkin overseer.

There you can go through the process of applying to leave the farm, and then, to the Dragon's Nest, to the outside world.

Shark White walked beside him, muttering to himself again.

They were talking about things like "What's the Dragon Nest like?", "Is it easy to survive in the outside world?", and "Are there things more terrifying than the Fierce Claw Dragonhawk?"

It spoke for a while, then suddenly stopped and turned to look at Motu.

"What were you thinking about just now?"

It asked, "You were daydreaming for a while."

"I'm thinking about which path to choose," Motu said.

"road?"

Shark White was stunned for a moment.

"What road? There's only one road. Head south to the Dragon People's outpost, complete the formalities, and leave. Is there any other road?"

Motu offered no explanation.

He focused his consciousness on the third option within his sea of ​​consciousness.

[Proof of Freedom] Freed from the Dark Forest, the Blue Dragon deserves the freedom of the skies! Reward: Basic combat flight experience.

He chose this one.

The text on the panel flickered, and the options for Task 1 and Task 2 slowly faded away, leaving only the Task 3 entry lit up, followed by a line of small text:

[In progress: Escaping the Dark Forest (0/1)]

Sha Bai stared at him for a while, a hint of confusion flashing in his vertical pupils, but it quickly dissipated.

It chuckled and turned its gaze away from Motu, looking towards the edge of the Dark Forest.

"Alright, alright, we can talk about the oracle later."

Its tail swished loudly behind it, and its vertical pupils were filled with impatient light.

"Can we go now? We agreed to leave after this! No more delays!"

Motu stood up and shook the remaining fragments of the crystal core from his palm.

The grayish-white powder drifted in the moonlight, like a small patch of dissipating mist.

He gazed at the distant horizon.

There, several black dots were hovering below the clouds.

Fierce Claw Dragon Eagle.

The iron-gray wings traced arcs in the moonlight, their sharp outlines resembling cut-off shadows.

They are patrolling, asserting their dominance, and telling every magical creature living under this sky in the Dark Forest.

This is ours.

Below the Fierce Claw Dragonhawk, at the end of the dead forest, a few faint lights could be seen.

That was an outpost set up by the Dragonman overseer, and also the gateway to a wider world, leading away from the Dark Forest.

"Let's go," Motu said.

He started walking and headed south.

The dark blue scales gleamed with a cold light under the twin moons, and its claws left a trail of deep marks on the grayish-white mossy ground.

Shark White followed behind, the pickaxe bouncing on his back, making a soft metallic clanging sound.

The two dragons gradually disappeared into the shadows of the withered forest.

Behind them, the crimson moon's blood-red light spilled onto the rubble at the mine entrance, turning the grayish-white stones a dark red.

The narrow crevice at the cave entrance, under the moonlight, resembled a healing scar, or a half-open, half-closed eye, watching them leave.