dkrc Chapter 72 Departure
Chapter 72 Departure
If we were to discuss the most valuable items these glacier dwarves possessed, it would undoubtedly be the glacier wall and the Icebreaker's warhammer.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these two items were undoubtedly heirlooms of the Glacier Dwarf tribe, and they would probably never hand them over, even at the cost of their lives.
Moreover, the properties of these two items are severely incompatible with Thor's. Carrying them on him will not only fail to provide any benefit, but will also seriously interfere with the flow of magic within his body.
Even if you wanted to exchange it for equivalent items with others, you couldn't find a suitable way, so it would be more practical to choose some common precious metals.
Thor nodded in satisfaction when the glacial dwarves brought out more adamantite and refined cold iron, bringing the total value to more than six times that of the initial items.
He also swore in Tiamat's name that he would leave immediately once he obtained these items.
Just as these frost dwarves were secretly plotting and looking expectantly at the leading red dragon, thinking he would come down to pick it up himself, Thor unexpectedly turned his head to look at Sistana beside him and spoke.
"You! Go down and bring up my treasure!"
Sistana, whose name was called, was stunned for a moment. She wanted to object, but under Thor's piercing gaze, she could only fly down in fear.
As the smaller red dragon drew closer, the Glacier Dwarf Chief tightened his grip on the Icebreaker Warhammer in his right hand. He felt an urge to smash it down with the hammer, but reason told him that doing so would not only be futile but would also enrage the dragons and worsen the situation that had just been calmed down.
And so, Sistana got her hands on the wooden crates that were chained together without any real danger.
The thought of the value of those things on her claws filled her with intense excitement, her blood rushing to her head.
However, the next moment, Thor ruthlessly snatched the greatest treasure she had ever seen from her claws, and Sistana couldn't help but let out a cry of sorrow, overwhelmed by a strong sense of loss.
Thor glanced at the increasing essence notification flashing below his line of sight, and couldn't help but look at his dejected cheap blood relative beside him.
But he didn't pay much attention. He just grinned at the glacier dwarves below, flapped his wings, and quickly rushed toward the faint glimmer of light overhead.
Now that we have the goods, it's time to leave.
It wasn't that he was particularly committed to his promises, but rather that a large explosive barrel cost 5 essence points, and he was already feeling the pinch from the few he had already thrown in; how could he possibly waste them all on these dwarves?
If this volcano were to erupt, it would probably require at least several hundred large explosive barrels to detonate simultaneously. Even if he had that many essences to exchange for them, he wouldn't be willing to part with them.
So if these glacial dwarves had recklessly hidden in the surrounding mines, Thor wouldn't have been able to do much besides destroying their forges and the surrounding workshops.
The surrounding young dragons followed closely behind Thor, flying together toward the volcano's exit above, like a rising rainbow of light.
Just then, faint shouts came from below, seemingly saying things like "Wait" and "Don't leave us behind."
Thor looked back and saw that at the entrance of the mine they had come from, some dragonborn and orcs were waving their hands and shouting into the air.
They have no wings, no ability to fly, and cannot leave the crater above.
But what does this have to do with me? They weren't my family members, so their deaths are no big deal. It's just a good opportunity for those "generous" dwarfs to vent their anger.
So he turned his head away from the commotion below and began to climb higher, facing the sliver of light above.
The hot wind rising from the magma propelled his broad wings, and his vision grew brighter and brighter until he plunged headfirst into the crevice.
A howling wind blew in his face, and the drastic temperature difference made Thor shiver.
He turned his head and looked around, and found that he had arrived in the middle of the glacier. The ground beneath his feet was covered with snow and ice, with only a narrow crack constantly emitting heat.
The sound of flapping wings came from below, and one after another, young dragons flew out from the crack in the ground.
Looking at the snow-covered landscape around them, they were momentarily lost, unsure which direction to fly in.
A young blue dragon looked around and couldn't help but ask a question.
"Does anyone know the way? Which way should we go back?"
"go back?"
Upon hearing this, Thor couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Having finally escaped, how could he possibly go back?
Moreover, perhaps nothing bad will happen to ordinary young dragons after they return to the Blue Dragon Clan. They will fight for the clan and, after growing to near adulthood, they can leave safely.
After all, although blue dragons are evil, they are still lawful creatures. Exterminating them would be too brutal and would not be conducive to their rule.
However, the signs of bloodline purification in Thor's body are becoming increasingly obvious, and his bloodline level will significantly improve as he enters the next age group.
If I go back and that old guy finds out, I might be swallowed whole and instantly refined.
He glanced down at his chest; the dark blue lightning mark had long since disappeared, while on the chest of the white dragon beside him, faint patterns could still be seen.
It seems that the duration of this magical mark is also related to the strength of the person to whom it is applied; the greater the magical power within the body, the shorter the duration of the mark.
With even that concern gone, Thor immediately stopped hesitating, flapped his wings, and flew off in any direction he chose.
He hasn't decided where to go yet, but as long as he gets away from that Gobi Desert, he'll be fine.
The young dragons nearby saw Thor set off and some wanted to follow, but he suddenly turned around and gave them a warning look.
He is about to enter the most important slumber of his dragon life, during which he trusts no one.
These young dragons might have been given some kind of treatment that allows us to track their movements. If we were to take them along, we might expose ourselves.
Faced with that fierce gaze, the young dragons immediately stopped in their tracks, and could only watch Thor's figure gradually fly away and slowly disappear into the swirling snow.
Sistana and Kalp exchanged a glance, and before the other young dragons could react, they flapped their wings and dashed off as well.
They also have no intention of returning to the Blue Dragon Clan. Even though there is a relatively safe environment and stable food there, being subservient to others is definitely not what the Red Dragons want.
Then, several more green and black dragons scattered and flew away, while the white dragons took off running and plunged into the vast snow-capped mountains and glaciers around them.
Only a few blue dragon hatchlings remained, bewildered in the wind, and for a moment, they became even more lost.
The grand plan of Stormfang's five-colored dragon legion fell apart and failed completely on its very first mission.