I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second - Chapter 418: Fear from the Depths of the Soul—Dragon Slayer!
Chapter 418: Chapter 418: Fear from the Depths of the Soul—Dragon Slayer!
After understanding the rules in the dungeon, Lin Yi finally understood what Ao Xuan meant by the words she said before entering the dungeon.
Even if Lin Yi left her behind, she would not blame him.
The Dragon Race is oviparous, and after having children, Lin Yi can leave the dungeon with the dragon egg and dragon crystal.
Ao Xuan was prepared to fight desperately.
“Do you understand the rules clearly?”
“As the Xia Dragon Race, we are isolated and helpless, no one will be on our side.”
“Once enough dragon crystals are collected, the rest of the Dragon Race will not allow us to leave just like that.”
Seeing Ao Xuan’s solemn expression, Lin Yi nodded seriously.
The mode of this dungeon somehow resembles a battle royale game that was popular on Blue Star a thousand years ago?
It’s just that the way to successfully escape and the way to search for enemies are different from that battle royale.
“Don’t worry, Senior Ao Xuan, I will certainly leave safely with enough dragon crystals and you.”
Ao Xuan knew Lin Yi’s capabilities.
This child is very strong!
But she also knew that there were no random mobs in this dungeon.
Take her along to leave?
Ao Xuan never thought of such an outcome.
In a dungeon that perfectly embodies the principle of the survival of the fittest, how could one bring out precious resources so easily without paying some price?
[Dungeon Announcement]
[List has been generated, the dungeon will stop accepting entries in 30 minutes]
[In 25 minutes, the first wave of dragon crystal delivery will begin]
As the dungeon announcement sounded, a member list visible only to Lin Yi automatically appeared before him.
It displayed the names of the Dragon Race and their companions (humans or dragon people) entering the Nibelungen dungeon, as well as their locations and dragon crystals held.
The list showed as many as 1984 challengers and their companions.
The order of the list was based on nationality.
That is to say, the Beautiful Country’s Dragon Race and their companions were all listed together.
Dragon Races from other countries and their challenging companions were also closely grouped on the list.
As for Lin Yi and Ao Xuan, they were left lonely, placed at the very end.
This sorting seems to be related to the number of the Dragon Race participating in the dungeon from each country.
The Beautiful Country had the most Dragon Race, naturally ranked first.
Lin Yi planned to let Ao Xuan have a good rest for a while, intending to search for dragon crystals as much as possible after the start of the dragon crystal delivery, but unexpectedly, the first unexpected guest arrived before the dungeon even began.
Ao Xuan, because she had little life force left, could only perch on the mountain during non-combat periods to rest, while Lin Yi stayed by her side.
Who would have thought that the originally clear sky would suddenly become overcast with clouds?
After a burst of lightning and thunder overhead, a massive black dragon tore through the layers of black clouds, emerging with a wizened elder holding a cane standing atop its dragon head.
“Hehe, I didn’t expect to still see the Xia Dragon Race after so many years.”
“I originally thought that the Xia Dragon Race had been completely extinct a century ago, never expecting that a leftover piece like you, the most insignificant Cyan Dragon, still remained, which really surprises this old man.”
“But what amazes this old man the most is that Xia only has you such a sick dragon left, yet you couldn’t even send a quasi War God to accompany you in this Nibelungen?”
“The Xia Dragon Race is truly pathetic.”
The old man atop the dragon head, stroking his white beard, hunched over, spoke in an unpleasant Goryeo dialect, ruthlessly mocking Ao Xuan’s fate.
From a superior altitude, looking at Lin Yi and Ao Xuan, the greed in his eyes was undisguised.
Would a fellow old person, not only lack empathy but also try to bully the weak?
Old thing, you really have no shame!
Even more exaggerated, the black dragon underfoot, which in Xia could only count as Candle Dragon class, had also forgotten its bloodline suppression, looking down on Ao Xuan.
No way around it.
If Ao Xuan had abundant life force, how could a mere Candle Dragon have the capital to be presumptuous before her?
Sadly, now Ao Xuan, being besieged by wounds, could only close her eyes to ignore the ridicule from the Goryeo clown.
Her brilliance is as fleeting as an epiphyllum.
Wasting it on such small people, it’s not worthwhile.
Alas, there’s always some short-sighted clowns courting death?
If you love making trouble so much, then stay forever in this Nibelungen dungeon.
In the midst of the old man’s and black dragon’s laughter, Lin Yi activated the Wings of Wind, slowly rising into the sky.
Under the puzzled eyes of the old man and the black dragon, Lin Yi flew up to them.
“Old man, you’re pretty full of yourself~”
Hmm? Can’t swagger?
The old man’s name is Song Kanghao, a pinnacle Eighth Transformation professional from Korea, lucky to become a companion of a black dragon.
This time entering the dungeon, the old man’s battle plan was to hide!
After getting the resources, directly run away.
Unexpectedly, when browsing the list of participants, he discovered that the Xia Dragon Race was also participating in the Nibelungen dungeon.
Figuring the Xia Dragon Race and its companions were weak, he thought to make a move, and here he came following the scent.
Upon seeing Ao Xuan’s half-dead state and Lin Yi as only a Sixth Transformation professional, Song Kanghao was thrilled to the core.
Most of the strong Dragon Race in the dungeon were beyond his match, but a sick dragon from Xia and a brat, he couldn’t handle?
“What, a little Sixth Transformation brat wants to take a few moves against this old man?”
“Alright, this old man is not stingy, I will accompany you for a few moves, and later you can dedicate the dragon crystals you get to this old man, how about it?”
Facing such a senseless old thing, Lin Yi didn’t want to waste words.
He opened his title column, donning one of the titles that shimmered with scarlet blood light, full of dynamic effects and compelling style.
Dragon Slayer!
The three large characters gleaming with a bloody glow hovered above Lin Yi’s head.
A terrifying pressure that only worked on the Dragon Race instantly spread.
Not to mention Song Kanghao’s black dragon beneath him, even Ao Xuan’s eyes were filled with horror.
“Dragon, Dragon Slayer, how is this possible?”
“How could this human boy have such a title?”
[Dragon Slayer]
[Legendary Title]
[Effect: When fighting the Dragon Race, reduces the Dragon Race’s attributes by 30%, converting 30% of attack damage into true damage]
[Condition to obtain: Permanently unlockable after killing an Ancestral Dragon level Dragon Race]
The bloody glimmer stained the sky.
The originally dense clouds gradually dissipated under the illumination of the blood light.
The massive body of the black dragon under Song Kanghao trembled uncontrollably.
The fear from the depths of its soul continually eroded its sanity.
“Boy, you, how could you….”
Although Ao Xuan wasn’t weakened by the aura of the Dragon Slayer title, those three blood-red characters still gave her quite a shock.
“Senior Ao Xuan, forgot to mention, the BOSS Broo of the Ghost Train dungeon is a dragon whale possessing the five-clawed golden dragon bloodline, I slaughtered it and got this title.”
“As for this black dragon….”
As Lin Yi continued to speak, he was already behind Song Kanghao.
The Elegy of the Soul in his hand waved lightly, and the black dragon at his feet was already decapitated.
“Just kill it at random!”
