Chapter 798 A Dwarf of the Dragon Race

Below the ancient tree forest, near the sea.

Watson was wearing a dragon armor and was sitting on a mat. There was a simple iron grill in front of him, and a fat and tender thigh was spinning on the grill.

"That's the feeling, I miss it so much~"

Watson squinted his eyes to see the timing, and picked up the thigh meat at the moment when the golden oil dripped down.

A perfectly cooked meat is freshly baked, and the sizzling golden crispy skin exudes a tempting aroma.

If Master Madara and the others were here, they would have rushed over long ago.

"But having said that...the system didn't respond at all this time. I couldn't even hear the music."

Watson muttered strangely. It stands to reason that in addition to the music, the system would also prompt for well-done meat.

"System? System?"

"..."

"Why is there no response... Milaluz?"

Watson, who felt something was wrong in his heart, slowly stood up. The lack of sound from the system might be the reason for Mila Luz, but he still didn't respond when he tried to call him? Is there another problem with the restoration of the Dragon Realm?

"Wow~"

"who is it!"

Watson put away the well-cooked meat, spread his dragon wings and soared into the sky, with a pair of dragon eyes staring at the sea.

The sea breeze has been blowing for a long time, and the ripples on the sea are the same as before, and there is no abnormality at all.

But Watson frowned. He couldn't have heard it wrong just now. Although the waves are not small now, the sound was obviously different from the normal one.

"Ahem, boy, can you hear me?"

"Millarouz?" Watson asked suspiciously when he heard the voice next to his ear: "What's going on here, what happened?"

"Just made some preparations, now you can open that jar."

"earthen jar?"

"Yes,

But you must find a wide place, just keep away from him after opening the jar. "

Watson looked down at the jar of soul body next to the barbecue grill. Although he didn't know what kind of plane Miraluz was flying, he picked up the jar and started looking for a place.

Just now, after Watson came back, he deliberately took a look at the edge of the upper right corner of the ancient tree forest, which should have been the base camp of the New World Hunters.

But when Watson went there, there were only bare cliffs, and the camps built with the sailing ships of various stages had disappeared, and the only living things were some marching ants.

"It's still in the male fire dragon's lair. Although the ancient tree forest has grown a lot, that place is not suitable for Rioreus and the others to live in, after all, it is too big."

Watson picked up the clean jar and flew there, and asked Mila Luz: "I saw some creatures here before, do you know?"

"Creatures?! You mean living creatures?!" Milaluz asked back in shock.

"Uh... I thought you knew that there are indeed some creatures, but I only saw small animals such as dung beetles, army ants, and cobalt morphs."

"Hahahaha~ It doesn't matter, as long as there are creatures! This means that the dragon world is truly recovering, and our goal has finally reached a step further!"

Mila Luz's excited words made Watson also happy. The benefits of Dragon Realm's restoration of him must not be small, and the king of Dragon Clan, of course, has his own world.

Dragon Realm is his private domain.

But there is one more thing that Watson wonders. Not only are the species rare in the ancient forest, but the number is also very rare.

In addition to the three mentioned before, Watson searched from the crown of the ancient giant tree all the way to the lair of the great jackal dragon in the ground, and even danced a dance from the haunted place and the entrance of the cave without encountering any creatures and attack.

I don't know if it will be the same in Lushan Terrace.

Oh, by the way, Odd Face Daddy is a common name, formerly known as Odd Face Clan, a group of dwarf orcs, because they like to wear strange masks, they are called "Odd Face Clan" race.

Although it is generally believed that they are a kind of beastman, their posture is more human than beastman, so the official classification has not yet been determined.

Although he is small, he has terrifying abilities and uses various strange props, usually the 'Small Bone Knife for Instant Killing Hunters', a small blow dart with 'hit will sleep/numb', and one that blows you half Blood-pipe blasting barnacles.

The most disgusting thing is the small blow dart, which does not do much damage, but once it hits you will lie on the ground and flop, slowly tortured to death.

Of course, you don't have to worry about the dragon taking the opportunity to kill you, because the dragon will be lying on the ground with you...

Therefore, its degree of danger is sometimes even higher than that of giant dragons.

The fastest way for some novice hunters to hunt is to lead the dragon to the territory of the strange face tribe, and then they can hang up——

!!(o^-^) Corpse~''☆ミ☆ミ

Watson himself once watched a poor blue fire dragon, was paralyzed for a full 5 times, lying on the ground the whole time, with no power to resist, and was robbed by a burst of barnacles after a meal Human head, this is the origin of Odd Face Daddy.

It's just that Watson didn't see them, otherwise he would like to try to see if they are still cowhide, maybe they can be accepted as followers like Chachapu (another name of the Qimian tribe) in the Old World ?

Go to the cliff on the edge of the beach, place the jar in the middle of the ground and open the lid.

A foul smell immediately permeated... Accompanied by the sound of vomiting.

"Ouch!! I...vomit!! Brat...you wait for me...vomit!!"

Just when Watson was in a daze, a burst of dazzling white light appeared and quickly grew in size until it enveloped the entire cliff, even the beach below the cliff connected to the sea was not spared.

After the white light 'covered' the ground, it began to expand and become taller, and it didn't stop until it reached a height of more than ten meters.

"This is···"

"Hmph! This... vomit... um... cough cough, this is my place!"

bang~

With the sound of iron clashing, the white light began to slowly dissipate.

The high masonry chimney, the huge melting furnace, the temperature inside made Watson feel 'hot', and the entire cliff was covered with white stone bricks, and there were many empty shelves on the stone bricks.

Watson stared blankly at the tall building in front of him: "A big boiler?"

"Big boiler?! This is a blacksmith's shop!"

A 'mini-level' Dragonoid with lumpy muscles, about half the height of Watson, with a beard that drags the floor, and two small horns on his head, walked up to Watson step by step.

The big square hammer in his hand, which was a head taller than him, fell to the ground with a bang.

Both eyes were wide open, glaring at Watson.

The blue veins on Hong's biceps on his arm were exposed, as if he wanted to kill Watson.

"Stinky boy! Did you pour shit from my jar just now! Ah?!"