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

Inside the stone house, moonlight slanted in through the window openings.

Motu spread all the materials out on the stone bed.

Dragon blood crystals, rune carving knives, thunderwood, thunder-element crystal cores, silver threads, and that large jar of green tile's active blood.

He took a deep breath and manipulated his mage hand to pick up the rune carving knife.

A piece of paulownia wood lay before him, its silvery-white grain gleaming faintly in the moonlight. The inscriptions on the blueprints unfolded in his mind's eye.

The direction, depth, and spacing of each line are clearly marked.

He carved it out stroke by stroke, following the blueprint.

Wood chips flew everywhere, landing on his scales, on the stone bed, and on the ground.

The carving knife moved smoothly and evenly through the wood, without feeling stiff or light, as if it were guiding his hand.

Silver lines are embedded in the engravings.

The silvery-white metal wires, as thin as hair, meandered along the patterns of the runes, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

Guided by the drawings, the end of each silver wire segment is precisely aligned with the starting point of the next silver wire segment, with no overlap or gaps.

Dragon's blood crystals were ground into powder.

Deep red powder piled up in the stone bowl to form a small volcano, with a liquid sheen slowly flowing inside.

Motu poured the active blood of the green tiles into the stone bowl and mixed it with a stirring stick.

The moment the powder and blood mixed, a wisp of white smoke rose from the stone bowl, and the air was filled with the smell of rust and sulfur.

The mixed slurry is dark red, thick like melted wax, and has a fine, flowing silver sheen on its surface.

He filled the core groove of the paulownia wood with the slurry.

The slurry seeped into the wood fibers faster than he expected; it was almost absorbed by the wood as soon as it was applied.

Dark red veins spread outwards along the natural grain of the paulownia wood, like a growing network of blood vessels, starting from the core groove and extending towards both ends of the staff along the path of the silver engraving.

A lightning-type crystal core is embedded in the head of the staff.

The purple crystals were secured by a net woven from silver threads, each thread of which connected to the inscribed loops on the staff.

The moment the crystal core was embedded, the dark red patterns on the surface of the staff suddenly lit up, then dimmed and returned to their normal color.

But Motu could feel something slowly pulsating inside the wand, like a heartbeat or breathing.

The entire wand sat still in the moonlight.

Moonlight fell on the staff, and the silvery-white wood grain and dark red dragon blood patterns lit up simultaneously, as if responding to some kind of call from the sky.

Motu squatted down beside it and stared at it for a long time.

The system diagram says this process is called nurturing.

If you leave a wand to rest overnight in the natural magic, the internal runic circuits and bloodline networks will self-adjust and self-balance, eventually reaching their optimal state.

The next day at dawn, Motu awoke from his meditation and the first thing he saw was the magic wand on the stone bed.

The moonlight had faded, and the morning light streamed in through the window, falling on the staff.

The dark wood of the paulownia, the silvery-white rhombus pattern, and the dark red dragon blood pattern intertwine beautifully in the morning light.

He picked up the magic wand.

The moment the staff touched his hand, a surge of magical energy returned from it, resonating with the magical energy circulation within his body.

The dragon blood circuit inside the wand resonated with the dragon bloodline within his own body.

He could feel the blood of Green Tile flowing inside the staff, the regenerative magic slowly circulating along the path of the silver lines.

At the same time, in Ixtal's sea of ​​consciousness, the panel popped up in time, updating the data:

Dragon Blood Wand

[Magic Conduction Efficiency +40%]

Magic is injected from the end of the staff, and then transmitted through the dragon blood crystal patterns to the crystal core at the head of the staff. The path loss is reduced by about 40% compared to casting spells by hand.

With the same magic reserves, the power of spells nearly doubles.

Casting speed increased by 30%.

The inscription loop pre-stores some spell model structures, and only requires injecting magic to activate it when casting, saving some of the time spent building spell models.

It's a beat faster than casting spells with bare hands.

[Gain exclusive bonuses to lightning magic]

The resonance between the wood of the Thunder Tree and the Thunder Crystal Nucleus can produce a special electric field effect.

Lightning spells have significantly increased penetration and paralysis effects when cast with a wand.

Adaptive Assembly

As your exclusive weapon, you can choose your own weapon configuration.

Whether it's a wizard's standard handheld weapon or a dragon's swallowed stomach, it can achieve the same effect as the equipment.

Huh? Adaptive assembly? There's such a feature?

Motu was slightly surprised, but then found the design quite thoughtful.

He tried to imagine himself in dragon form, using his claws to hold a relatively slender staff and striking his enemy...

That style does seem a bit out of place.

If it could be directly swallowed for internal amplification, it would undoubtedly be more in line with the fighting habits of dragons, and would also be more covert and efficient.

This is an unexpected convenience.

The wand is newly made; it is time to test its power.

Motu gripped the staff tightly, feeling the pulse emanating from the warm wood, a pulse that resonated subtly with his own blood.

He casually waved his hand towards the open space outside the stone house.

"Sizzle—!"

A slender yet solid arc of electricity, its color a deep blue tinged with a hint of dark red blood, shot out from the lightning-elemental crystal core embedded in the staff, striking precisely a half-person-high gray-black rock several meters away.

The electric arc did not explode or dissipate immediately when it struck the rock, unlike ordinary lightning.

Like a living electric snake, it twisted, leaped, and writhed violently on the hard rock surface for a full two breaths before finally and unwillingly going out completely!

What was left behind was not just ordinary charred spots, but a scorch mark more than twice as deep as a normal lightning strike, with extremely irregular edges.

What's even more striking is that around the scorch marks, the rock surface shows a ring of fine, spiderweb-like discharge marks, as if it had been repeatedly scorched by countless tiny electric arcs.

It was as if the rock's external structure had been continuously eroded and disintegrated in those brief two breaths!

This is precisely the unique effect brought about by the active regeneration of dragon blood from Green Tile within the wand's core!

When lightning spells strike a target, their magical power does not dissipate immediately. Instead, as if it has a life of its own, it continues to erode the target's magical defenses or material structure, causing subsequent damage far exceeding the instantaneous burst.

Motu stared at the shocking scorch mark on the rock, a sharp and satisfied glint flashing in his golden vertical pupils.

Having a dedicated weapon makes all the difference.

He could clearly feel that his control over magic had become more refined, the condensation and release of spells were more swift and fluid, and the final power and additional effects had undergone a qualitative leap.

If we were to encounter that grey-robed wizard Matthew again at this moment...

He suppressed the chilling thought for the moment and gently placed the Dragonblood Wand on the stone table.

Deep within my consciousness, the panel unfolded once more.

[Path of Truth] Collect materials and successfully forge your own unique weapon. Reward: Alchemy LV1 (You possess a certain level of crafting skill when creating alchemical artifacts such as golems and experimental equipment). (Completed)

The old task is now complete.

As the mission was completed, a torrent of experience, both strange and incredibly familiar, surged into Motu's mind like unsealed memories.

This is not simply the transmission of knowledge, but rather the more valuable, hard-earned practical experience!

It was as if he had spent countless days and nights working diligently in some ancient alchemy workshop.

In his memory, he had personally touched the texture and temperature of hundreds of materials, adjusted the furnace temperature countless times, and precisely carved thousands of rune lines...

And regarding material properties, metal casting, the delicate balance between energy circuits and material structure, the key points of drawing the basic transmutation array, etc.

These originally obscure and difficult-to-understand contents have now become part of his instincts.

He looked down at his claws covered in dark blue scales, and a sense of certainty born from accumulated experience welled up within him.

At the same time, the skill bar on Motu's panel has been updated.

【技能】：魔力感知（LV1）、血光术（LV1）、符文解析（LV1）、魔药学基础（LV1）、鍊金术（LV1）

Motu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the corner of the stone house.

The oddly shaped monkey-shaped pot that the green tiles had complained about for so long was now lying there crookedly.

He stepped forward, extended his claws, and steadily lifted the gold-plated wine jug.

This time, the cool, hard walls of the pot, and the fine runes on its surface, no longer appeared as a chaotic, cryptic script to him.

The structure of the vessel, the distribution of the built-in micro-array nodes, the possible causes of failure of the catalytic core...

All sorts of information, like a star map that has been lit up, quickly connected and became clear in his mind.

Alchemy LV1, ready.