Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 676 - 493: The Might of the New Ability_3

Chapter 676: Chapter 493: The Might of the New Ability_3

The grudge from being used as cannon fodder to attract the Swift Roc had been washed away by the first scream of the Death Roar.

Compared to the fate of the Swift Roc, which was skinned and boned with its soul squeezed dry, how carefree was his life now?

Not only was he alive, but he also had a certain freedom and could keep his own Dragon’s Nest Treasure.

Even a fool could guess that his next move would be to claim all the treasures that the Swift Roc had accumulated over the years as his own.

Gaven casually tossed the head of the Swift Roc to him and chided with a laugh, "Stop brown-nosing here, come on, there’s a ton of stuff waiting for us to do!"

Having said that, he mounted the Half-Moon Colt, taking the young Red Dragon with him and headed straight for the Garden Forest.

Leaving only the towering backsides to those deformed humans and Gnolls that came out upon hearing the news, left to look up in admiration.

Gos swaggered over with a step that recognized no acquaintances, stood before the soil still splattered with the Swift Roc’s fresh blood, and boasted proudly, "I told you before, our Lord is a Dragon Slayer. Even Lord Roderick is no match for him, and he can be taken down in minutes. You thought I was just bragging, but now you believe me, right?"

"We believe you, we believe you," they responded together.

"No, it’s not about believing now; we have never doubted your words, sir."

"Exactly, exactly, we have always believed in the immense strength of our Lord, just as much as his kindness," they added simultaneously.

The deformed humans and Gnolls were talking all at once.

Gos was speaking the truth; they had joined the abandoned quarry and fallen under Gaven’s command mainly because of the young Red Dragon.

Although Gos had always boasted about Gaven, saying his strength was the most formidable, far surpassing that of the young Red Dragon.

No one had believed him.

Now it seemed that not only was Gos speaking the truth, but he was also rather conservative about it.

They believed that faced with the sharp combination attack from before, the young Red Dragon would have met the same fate as that Swift Roc.

Gos shamelessly basked in the reflected glory, "What are you waiting for? All Gnolls, gather here! This is a Holy Land where the Dragon Blood and Dragon Soul remain. I’ll take this opportunity to teach you the Dragon Seeking Meditation. Whether you can initiate the Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony and find your own dragon comes down to personal luck. Heh heh... if you can initiate it, you’re no longer mere Gnolls but Dragon Vein Gnolls. If you have enough potential and contribute significantly, you might get the chance to go to the Dragon Oak Territory, to visit the Dragon Oak Mother Tree for a pilgrimage. There, you might get the chance to acquire the Dragon Blood Potion and become a Dragon Blood Kobold and even become a powerful Dragonized Gnoll. Not only will you have more formidable dragonkin abilities, but you might even grow Dragon Wings and look more like a dragon. Lord says that as long as we work hard enough, one day we’ll be able to undergo a true transformation, changing from a Gnoll into a dragon."

Gaven chose the right person for this task, no, the right ’dog’.

No one knew when Gos started to exaggerate.

What was a minor thing became threefold through his accounts.

And if it was something substantial, it turned into a solid tenfold in his words.

This exaggeration wasn’t intentional; he truly believed everything he said.

Among the Gnolls in the Dragon Oak Territory who knew his true colors, this way of speaking wasn’t particularly endearing as Gnolls are rather simple and straightforward creatures who prefer things to be as they seem. Behind his back, many Gnolls called Gos a "flatterer dog".

But in the abandoned quarry, it was different, as Gaven and the young Red Dragon who knew Gos well mostly didn’t interact directly with the deformed humans and Gnolls below, so no one was exposing him.

At most, they didn’t really believe what he said. Poverty limited their imagination. Many things about the Dragon Oak Territory, especially the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, were beyond ordinary people’s comprehension. Even if Gos had spoken the truth, many wouldn’t believe it, let alone when he exaggerated.

Dragon Seeking Meditation, Dragon Seeking Ritual Ceremony, Dragon Blood Kobolds, Dragon Vein Gnolls, changing from Gnoll to dragon, and the affairs of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree—he had repeated these topics countless times, but few Gnolls believed him.

But ever since they witnessed Gaven slaying the dragon before their eyes, things started to shift. Many Gnolls obeyed Gos’s arrangements and sat on the ground stained with the blood of the Swift Roc.

"Everyone, don’t be nervous. Steady your heart and mind, and feel carefully the pulsing of your own bloodline. The strength of the Giant Dragon is hidden within our veins... Our task is to find it and harness it for ourselves."

When the moment arrived, Gos grew a bit nervous because this initiative wasn’t arranged by Gaven but was his own sudden inspiration.

No matter how peculiar the Swift Roc looked, the bloodline of the Giant Dragon flowed within it, and that was a fact.

Even if Gaven had handled the situation as promptly and decisively as possible, it was impossible not to waste any of it. A substantial amount of the Swift Roc’s Dragon Blood had splashed into the surrounding land, and Gos could clearly sense the Magic Power of the Giant Dragon within it.

He lacked the ability to extract this Dragon Blood and concoct the Dragon Blood Potion, probably without any good method for extraction.

So he thought of the Dragon Seeking Meditation.

Whether the Dragon Seeking Meditation could indeed extract any of the Giant Dragon’s Magic Power, and how much could be drawn, was beyond his understanding.

Gnolls often act on instinct, without considering the ultimate result.

And that was the case with the matter at hand.

After all, it was recycling what would have otherwise been waste. Success would be great.

Failure, on the other hand, wouldn’t entail much loss.

Gos, who first entered the Dragon Seeking Meditation, felt joy in his heart, thinking it was promising.

After entering the meditation, he became more sensitive to the Magic Power of the Giant Dragon flowing in the surrounding land, which was dissipating slowly.

Now it was being influenced by the flow of his own blood, beginning to crawl slowly into his body.

For Gos, who had already taken the Dragon Blood Potion, the help from this bit of Giant Dragon Magic Power was quite limited.

But for the Gnolls in the quarry, it was an unmistakable tonic, helping them to nourish their malnourished bodies.