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

Chapter 85 Lesser Dragonblood Potion

At this moment, the small leather bag that had been traded for the metal spider lay quietly on the stone bed, its opening simply tied with a rough hemp rope.

Motu stretched out his paw, gently untied the knot, and carefully poured the contents of the bag into his large palm.

The first thing that catches the eye is three bottles of potion concentrate that are noticeably larger than the basic potions left behind by Matthew.

The bottle is made of thick, dark glass with poor light transmission, but you can vaguely see the viscous, dark red liquid inside, which looks like semi-congealed blood.

Each bottle of the potion concentrate has a printed label that clearly states "Lesser Dragonblood Potion".

The handwriting has neat edges, indicating it is not handwritten.

On the bottom of the bottle, a set of raised numbers is etched.

Next to it was a small pile of pre-processed, grayish-white powdery auxiliary materials, emitting a faint, fishy smell that was a mixture of herbs and some kind of mineral.

The specific composition of these auxiliary materials is currently unknown.

But since Captain Rowling has personally identified and eliminated any possible tampering by Calder, the remaining ones should be safe and usable.

Blue Dragon shifted his gaze back to the three bottles of potion essence.

The bottle openings of these potion concentrates were all tightly sealed with dark red wax, and the emblem of the Tower of Holy Blood was clearly embossed on the surface of the wax seal.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and beneath it stands a majestic tower.

This is the official logo of Tower of Holy Blood.

Motu first swallowed the Dragonblood Wand back into his stomach to warm it, and then carefully picked up the first bottle of Lesser Dragonblood Potion.

The bottle wasn't big, about the length of one of his fingers.

Through the bottle walls, one could see the dark red liquid inside, flowing extremely slowly and viscously, as if it possessed a life of its own.

Under the candlelight inside the room, a series of numbers engraved on the bottom of the bottle can be clearly seen.

"S—07—23".

The significance is currently unclear.

Blue Dragon shook his head slightly and pulled out the cork that was sealed with wax.

"puff-

'

A surge of scorching, restrained yet aggressive magical energy, like suppressed volcanic gas, erupted from the bottle's opening in an instant!

Just by looking at the violent and overflowing aura, it was completely different from the conventional potions and reagents that the Blue Dragon had seen before.

Motu stared at the potion's original liquid for a while before carefully taking a small sip.

The medicine entered my mouth, bringing a strange burning sensation and a faint rusty, sweet taste, which slid down my throat.

Feel----

There seemed to be nothing unusual about it, and it even had a peculiar charm.

Without further hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank the remaining dark red liquid in the bottle in one gulp!

The moment the medicine entered the stomach, it was like a red-hot iron ball falling into a cold pool of oil!

First came warmth, a warm current quickly spreading to every part of the body.

Then came the burning sensation; the warm current rapidly heated up, transforming into raging flames that burned wildly in every magical node and every energy circuit within his body!

Finally, there is the tearing.

The most core and most vulnerable magical energy pathway within the Blue Dragon's body was struck by this violent and pure medicinal power.

It's like being grabbed at both ends by an invisible giant hand, forcibly stretched and torn apart ruthlessly and unreasonably!

Excruciating pain, like a tidal wave, exploded from the core of the blue dragon's chest cavity and then instantly swept over its entire body!

From limbs to claws, from spine to tail, every muscle and every nerve was convulsing in agony.

A mournful cry!

Between the gaps in the dark blue scales, an eerie, dark red light, seemingly emanating from the depths of his blood, emanated uncontrollably, as if lava were flowing and burning beneath his skin!

Just as Motu felt his magical circuits were about to be completely destroyed and his consciousness was being overwhelmed by excruciating pain—

His powerful instincts, typical of dragon bodies, finally allowed him to take control of the situation!

Those magical circuits that had been forcibly torn apart and were on the verge of collapse began to heal and reshape themselves in a frenzy within just a few breaths, as if they had been injected with the most advanced regeneration elixir!

The newly formed tunnel walls are several times thicker than before.

Its surface is covered with a tough, special film with a dark red metallic luster, as if it has been reforged and reinforced by a high-strength alloy!

After healing, the magic circuit's overall diameter noticeably increased.

The internal channels for the flow of magic are now wider and smoother, and the speed and efficiency of the magic flowing within them are visibly increased!

"call--!"

Motu suddenly exhaled a breath of scorching hot air, which also carried a strong, rusty, and foul smell.

This breath condensed into a swirling white mist in the cold air of the stone house, lingering for a long time before slowly dissipating.

It's different.

He could clearly feel the changes within his body.

It's not just about expanding and strengthening the magic circuit.

The mysterious ingredient contained in that medicine, which was extremely refined and highly compatible with the dragon bloodline, seemed to have quietly seeped into the deeper source of his dragon bloodline!

The flow of blood became more surging and powerful, like a rushing river.

Each heartbeat of the blue dragon is like the sound of a war drum, pumping more energy-rich and active blood throughout its body.

Even the azure scales covering its body have been enhanced in their affinity for and conductivity with magic.

With a flick of his fingertip, Mo Tu conjured a wisp of electricity, which instantly formed from thin air.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he watched the arc of light dancing at his fingertips.

At this moment, he could clearly sense that the leaping and surging lightning was more than 10% faster and more agile than before.

The effects of this potion are not just a simple boost to combat power, but a comprehensive strengthening and optimization of the life essence and energy foundation.

It's as if the original shallow and thin building foundation has been dug deep and recast, steadily reinforcing an entire layer of foundation!

Motu immediately closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body, looking inward into the depths of his bloodline.

The panel for 【Ixtal】 automatically unfolded in his mind.

His gaze immediately locked onto the [Bloodline Concentration] column.

The figure, which was originally fixed at 28.5%, suddenly jumped to 29.5%.

Motu suddenly opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils contracting sharply in the dim candlelight!

The concentration of dragon blood seed is almost impossible to increase through normal cultivation!

This is an ironclad rule recognized by all dragonborn, especially those with a bloodline concentration below 60%!

Those frost embryos that are destined to have a thin bloodline from the moment they hatch from dragon eggs will find it extremely difficult to cross this bloodline barrier throughout their lives.

There are very few known ways to increase blood concentration, and all of them are extremely difficult.

Either, like Shark White, one can resonate with the aura of a true dragon, triggering a rare awakening of one's own bloodline;

Either pay an unimaginable price to undergo the expensive, dangerous, and low-success-rate bloodline optimization surgery at the Holy Blood Tower;

Alternatively, one could consume a top-tier bloodline extraction potion, priceless and requiring a massive amount of military merit to obtain:

Or perhaps, they stumble upon incredible luck and obtain some rare and precious material that only exists in legends.

And now, a mere bottle labeled as a minor potion has achieved this?!

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the empty glass bottle in his palm.

The raised number on the bottom of the bottle gleamed with a cold and mysterious luster in the flickering candlelight.

"S—07—23".

The neat printing on the label also clearly indicated that this was not a product that an apprentice like Matthew could mix on his own, but a mass-produced finished product with uniform specifications!

Is this the latest research result that the Tower of Holy Blood has not yet made public?

Or are they controlled materials that only circulate within a specific circle?

A great deal of doubt and an even stronger desire intertwined and churned in Motu's heart.

Without hesitation, he picked up the second bottle of Lesser Dragonblood Potion.

Same label, same number, same wax seal.

As the cork was pulled out, the intensely hot, restrained yet powerful magical energy surged forth once more.

Tilt your head back and pour it down.

An even more intense tearing pain, along with an even more intense dark red light, swept over his entire body once again!

The magical circuits are further expanded and strengthened through destruction and rebirth!

The blood pulse beat again—

30.5%.

The third bottle.

Without the slightest pause.

The medicinal properties dissipated, and a dark red light almost emanated from the body!

The excruciating pain caused his muscles to spasm uncontrollably, but the dragon's tenacious adaptability and regenerative abilities once again sustained him through this ordeal.

As the last trace of medicinal power was absorbed and transformed, the boiling energy within the body gradually subsided.

[Bloodline Concentration]: Frost Embryo (31.5%) (60% chance to unlock True Dragon Bloodline Inheritance)

Three potions.

An increase of three percentage points.

From 28.5% to 31.5%.

It is still a long way from reaching the 60% threshold that symbolizes the true dragon.

However, this growth rate itself has defied common sense!

Motu placed the three empty potion bottles in a row on the stone bed.

He stared at them, his gaze sweeping over every label, every number, and every special seal on the bottle.

What if this kind of magic potion could be mass-produced?

If—could he manage to get more?

Once this thought arose, it spread like wildfire, instantly igniting the long-dormant ambition in his heart!

That would mean that countless dragonborn, like him, who are trapped in the "Frost Embryo" realm due to their diluted bloodline, would have the opportunity to break free from the shackles of fate!

For example, white shark shell, or green tile.

And the entire Dragon Nest territory, and even those dragon bloodlines considered inferior in the wider world, may usher in a more brilliant future!

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and carefully put the three empty bottles into his storage ring.

The bottle, label, and serial number are all intact.

I must ask someone about this tomorrow.

As a formal wizard, Akino is knowledgeable and experienced, and may know some inside information.

That old dragon man in the quartermaster department has served in the legion system for many years and is also a good place to get information.

If all else fails, Captain Rolin, who personally selected these potions, must know the inside story!

By this time, the night was deep.

Outside the window, all was pure black, with only the distant reeds rustling softly in the night wind.

The rhythmic lapping of the river against the banks outside the camp formed the background sound of the night.

Motu slowly lay back down on the cold stone bed, preparing to calm his mind and enter a meditative rest.

Just as he closed his eyes, deep within his consciousness, the dormant [Ixtal] panel suddenly lit up with a soft yet clear light without warning!