Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 425 - 364 Inventory of major gains (Part 1)

Chapter 425: Chapter 364 Inventory of major gains (Part 1)

"A Shadow Giant Dragon?" Zalanda couldn’t help but ask, "Is it like the ghost of the Red Dragon we saw before?"

Her understanding of the Shadow Plane was relatively limited.

Daphne explained respectfully, "A dragon wraith is a dragon wraith, and a Shadow Giant Dragon is a Shadow Giant Dragon. The latter is a creature whose body has been filled and transformed by Negative Energy.

Some places also refer to it as a Shadow Dragon, and some Shadow Dragons are native.

There are also some from the Material Plane who have transformed into Shadow Dragons, whether intentionally or not."

"So that’s how it is, I’ve learned something new," Zalanda couldn’t help marveling at how the vast world is full of wonders, especially with anything related to the Shadow Plane, where there is an abundance of marvelous and inconceivable things.

The many things at Weizemay Manor had completely shattered her previous understanding.

Even when the lights were fully on, she couldn’t feel the slightest warmth, just an eerie coldness.

She did not consider herself a coward, but in such an environment, she felt a chill run down her spine.

"What kind of strength does a summoned Shadow Giant Dragon have? And what’s the chance of permanent loss?" Gaven’s least favorite things were vague descriptions of skills and magic equipment, especially those with side effects.

"The ability of the summoned Shadow Giant Dragon has some relation to the summoner’s strength; the stronger the latter, the greater the possibility to summon a powerful Shadow Giant Dragon. At the very least, an adult Shadow Giant Dragon would answer the summons.

As for the chance of permanent loss, it’s hard to say, but at least one percent," Daphne’s explanation remained rather vague.

There was no help for it, summoning equipment like this had too many unstable factors.

Especially when considering the personality of the summoned being, it became even more difficult.

"How long does the summon last?" Gaven suddenly remembered another hidden factor; all summons usually have a duration.

"That is also uncertain, it depends on the Shadow Giant Dragon that answers the call and the strength of the user."

After thinking for a while, Gaven handed it over to Estelle, saying, "Ms. Estelle, you take care of this, but do not use it unless absolutely necessary, and even if it is to be used, do not use it personally, leave it to the other shadows of the manor to handle."

This item had too many uncertainties; it could only be considered as a backup plan, an uncertain one at that, better than nothing.

"Alright," Estelle accepted the Shadow Dragon Flute and couldn’t help but carefully caress it as if it were a precious object.

The flute had an excellent appearance, jet black and polished as smooth as inkstone, with the outline of a dragon’s head visible at one end, and the tail at the other, the infused Shadow Power giving it a somewhat ethereal quality.

Setting aside its special ability, it was a fine musical instrument.

Estelle couldn’t resist bringing it to her lips and delicately began to play. A plaintive and haunting melody wafted forth.

As the mournful music echoed, the surrounding Shadow Power began to converge, and a massive dragon shadow appeared out of nowhere behind her.

Gaven, who was about to stop her, suddenly held his tongue.

Because he distinctly sensed that this dragon shadow wasn’t a summoned Shadow Giant Dragon from the Shadow Plane, but rather one formed by Weizemay Manor itself.

It bore a six to seven parts resemblance to the Red Dragon Wraith that the Manor had previously absorbed.

Gaven hurriedly glanced at the Manor Attributes panel.

There were no new Special Abilities related to dragons derived there, but the total load number had shot up by one hundred points.

This also indirectly indicated that Weizemay Manor could grow by absorbing the souls of powerful ghosts.

The total load number represented not just the construction area of the Manor but also the overall strength of Weizemay Manor.

The stronger Weizemay Manor became, the more power Gaven could borrow from it each time.

The power he could wield now was incomparable to what it was when he first took over.

The most direct manifestation of this was that the speed of transporting materials over long distances using Shadow Power had become faster and faster.

As Estelle’s melancholic flute music rose and fell, the half-translucent ghost dragon, like a marionette on strings, began to move slowly.

It was very clumsy at first, like a baby learning to walk, but it became more fluid with time.

In just over ten minutes, the ghost dragon was able to flap its wings to lift off into the air and hovered around Estelle’s head, uttering roars that went straight to the soul and could breath out clouds of gray-black Dragon Breath.

Even without experiencing it personally, one could tell that this was certainly Negative Energy Dragon Breath; if it made contact, it would cause Negative Ranks of the sort.

Although it wasn’t as destructive as a regular Dragon Breath, it was very troublesome.

Because these Negative Ranks generally couldn’t be removed on one’s own, they required a Holy Warrior or a Priest to guide Positive Energy to neutralize and dispel them.

And for those without Professional Levels, unless they are naturally endowed with a high Life Dice count, they could be directly killed by the encroachment of Negative Energy. The fact that Negative Energy Dragon Breath is less lethal doesn’t mean it’s harmless.

Any energetic impact, as long as it’s strong enough, can be quite terrifying, including the apparently formless and shadowless wind and even gentle water.

As soon as Estelle stopped playing, the ghost dragon dancing in the air collapsed with a crash.

"Good, good, good, the music and the Dance of the Dragon were both beautiful," Gaven said, smiling and praising repeatedly.

He had already surmised mostly what was happening.

Both having the characteristic of shadows,

allowed the Shadow Dragon Flute to give that young giant dragon soul absorbed by Weizemay Manor the ability to reconstitute itself.

Only now, it had lost its own consciousness and was acting as an extension of Estelle’s abilities as the owner of the manor.

Just now, he had misread the attributes template.

One should not look at the manor but rather at Estelle.

Within her templates, a new Special Ability— the ability to manipulate the spectral giant dragon — was slowly taking shape.

By the time the spectral giant dragon dissipated, this Special Ability had also officially solidified.

In the final analysis, it was actually the use of the manor’s own energy.

While the spectral giant dragon was forming, Gaven also discovered something.

It was that the construction bearing points of the manor were reducing rapidly, neither more nor less than exactly one hundred points.

This meant that the dragon soul, which had dissipated into the manor, was being re-condensed.

In the future, to ensure that Estelle could normally use this ability, a hundred-point buffer in the carrying points would be necessary.

When she played, Estelle was self-abandoningly serene, exuding a unique chilly aura.

After finishing, she found everyone’s eyes fixed on her and immediately felt confused, apologizing repeatedly, "I’m sorry, sir, I don’t know what happened just now. I clearly had never learned to play this instrument before, and I couldn’t control myself at all..."

Gaven smiled and waved his hand, "Lady, do not blame yourself, my guess is that this was a sympathetic response between the dragon flute and the manor. You were just a conduit, which is good because with this ability, you’ll be better equipped to protect the manor."

This incident provided Gaven with new insights. Although Estelle and her daughter possessed no small Life Dice and their abilities were quite unique, their combat strength had always been low, even with efforts to provide specialized training, the results were not particularly good.

After all, warrior training is not a matter of one day, but years of accumulation.

Instead of spending a lot of time and energy on this, it was better to think of ways to further increase their Life Dice or to directly activate Professional Levels.

To be more blunt, having them follow Daphne and learn undead-related Spells, especially those related to summoning, was an area in which they naturally had an advantage.

The strength of Estelle and her daughter was closely tied to the manor; as the manor grew stronger, so would they benefit indirectly.

They could even, like Gaven, directly wield the manor’s power, which was their greatest foundation and what distinguished them from ordinary ghosts and shadows.

Not to mention, the manipulation of spectral giant dragons could be further extended.

He could completely find a bunch of ghost leopards, ghost tigers, and the like to absorb into the manor. When Estelle controlled them, it would be even more intuitive.

After hearing Gaven’s explanation, Estelle’s expression improved considerably, and she quickly handed back the Shadow Dragon Flute to Gaven, "It’s better to leave this in the hands of the sir."

"Are you sure?" Gaven did not reach out to take the flute immediately, instead looking at Estelle with an almost smiling expression.

Even a fool could see the conflict and hesitation in her expression, her inner fondness for the Shadow Dragon Flute.

It wasn’t just because of the close connection established during the recent performance, or simply because of its beauty.

What she liked was the feeling during the performance.

She felt as though she had transformed into a giant dragon, soaring freely through the skies, filled with immense strength.

Manipulating the spectral giant dragon was not about remote control, but Estelle’s Soul Consciousness truly residing within the spectral giant dragon.

"I am certain," Estelle said with affirmation, yet her voice betrayed uncertainty.

Her personality, to put it nicely, is uncompetitive and serenely elegant.

Less flatteringly, it is timid and cowardly.

Even faced with things she liked, she did not dare to actively pursue them.

"If you’re sure then I’ll take it back, Amanda..." Gaven posed as if to say, if you don’t want it, I will give it to your daughter.

Estelle swiftly retracted her hand and held the Shadow Dragon Flute tightly in her embrace, insisting, "I should keep it. I sensed a malevolent power within it, and using it indeed could harm one’s soul. Amanda is still young; she doesn’t know how to control it."

Amanda was her Achilles’ heel, and when it came to her daughter, she would show the side of herself that was willing to take responsibility.

It showcased the saying, "The lioness is at her most fierce when protecting her cubs," perfectly.

Gaven felt discomfort from the intense Perception, as if there were thorns in his back.

He turned his head involuntarily and realized that he seemed to have incited anger.

Every woman present looked at him with contempt.

As if to say, they’d seen shameless people, but never anyone as shameless as this.

Using someone’s daughter as a threat.

Including Daphne and Shanoba, who were usually very respectful toward him.

Gaven coughed slightly, attempting to salvage his image, "Just joking, haha, it was just a joke. The flute has already created a resonance with Ms. Estelle, and I’m afraid no one else could use it even if they wanted to. Please be very careful, lady, and never use its original ability to summon the Shadow Giant Dragon unless absolutely necessary."

"Thank you for your concern, sir; I can distinguish priorities." Estelle quickly assured him while trying to defend Gaven, "Don’t misunderstand the sir, everyone, he is a good man. He was just trying to help me, he meant nothing else..."

However, her feeble defense not only failed to alleviate the disdain of those present but even led to worse speculation.

Like on a dark and stormy night, when a despicable rogue appeared in the gentle and beautiful lady’s room, revealing an evil smile, "Madame, you wouldn’t want anything to happen to your daughter, would you..."

Tsk, the thought was too dreadful to continue.

Like a lamb to the slaughter, or rather, a beautiful lady at the mercy of a brute!

Even with thick skin, Gaven couldn’t withstand the public’s reproachful gaze and hastily moved on, "Let’s proceed with the next item, oh, a Bronze Dragon Belt that grants the wearer the same swimming speed and underwater breathing ability as on land, haha... this is good, this is good... talk about falling asleep and being handed a pillow, this is exactly the ability I need."