"Talos, Kenaris, bless Akai! The dragon seed has always been hiding in our team, and I fight side by side with the dragon seed!" Another soldier said excitedly, "Destiny is destined to defeat the dragon!"

"Care one by one!"

Everyone's faces were red with excitement.

"From now on, we will be the Dragon Slayer Warriors!"

"It's not just the dragon descendants! Thanks to the golden eyes!" Avil wiped away the tears from his face and looked at the demon hunter standing among the dragon skeleton in admiration. The latter's hand shook and stopped collecting, "He knocked the dragon down from the sky and severely injured it, so that we can finally kill the dragon!"

Roy swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat and explained it in unstandard imperial language, "It's all... everyone's... credit!"

Without these warriors' sacrifices, without them consuming the dragon.

His three axes cannot kill this terrifying giant beast, but he may be killed by its dying counterattack!

"Well said! Don't just focus on the dragon descendants and golden eyes. This victory is the credit of all the participants, especially the sacrificed soldiers - Colulin, Gillis, and Robaltu, rest in peace!" Eriles turned around and looked around the flesh-blooded or burnt corpses on the ground, and said sadly, "The great achievements of the dragon slaying will bring your souls into Songgard, no, it is to enter the Temple of Heroes!"

In a dragon battle, forty-three people participated, and in the end only eighteen were left, and many of them were injured, either slightly or severely.

The death rate is more than half, and the losses must be heavy!

And the opponent is just the weakest dragon!

"I will show my merits to everyone when I go back, and every participant will receive a lot of rewards from the lord!" Yireles looked at the hideous dragon bone, "But now, take the comrades' bodies for a good life and bury them for a good life. They deserve a decent funeral, and then transport the dragon bone back to Xueman as a proof of honor!"

At the command of the captain, the surviving soldiers began to clean the battlefield sadly and excitedly!

Roy couldn't help but admire him when he saw this. The Nords were indeed born to be a war-crazy person.

He also seized the time and stored as many materials as possible in the keel bones and dragon scales. The materials that could not be cut by blood and energy must be the best quality materials!

Farenjia was the same. When he touched his thin hand, a keel disappeared. He stared at Roy and asked in a low voice with a complicated face.

"Golden Eyes... Are you a follower of Dagon or Valmina?"

Roy heard Aville's translation and obviously saw the shocking vision of the other party, so he pretended not to understand.

The latter could only sigh helplessly.

"Anyway, I see your performance. You have made great contributions to killing the dragon. Without you, I don't know how many people I will sacrifice, and I may not be able to survive!"

"I promise that when I go back I can do you a favor for free!"

...

When the group returned to Xuemancheng, the dusk was drooping.

The night envelopes the entire city.

Most townspeople fall asleep.

The soldiers took their companions' terrible corpses into the hall of the Dead, some of them informed the deceased's relatives, and some returned to the wardrobe to transport the keel. No lord would foolishly throw the forged treasures in the wild and ignore them.

And Iriles led Farenga, members of the comrades, and Roy into Longlin Castle!

"Everyone did not disappoint me!"

"You killed a giant dragon and recreated the feat of ancestor Olaf! Created a miracle!" Balguff walked anxiously with a giant axe on his back, his tone trembling slightly excitedly, and his expression wished he could not participate in it himself, "You saved the entire Xueman, I want to reward you heavily!"

"Golden Eyes, Avil, Frien, since you came to Xueman, you have been working hard for the Dragon Disaster. Now, I, Lord of Xueman City, Balgoff, here to give you three martial guards. From now on, you can recruit loyal guards in Xueman. If you don't meet your wishes, you can come to me. I will allocate it for you, but you have to pay for your own employment."

"There are exactly three houses in Hefeng District that are vacant. Now they belong to you! In the house, I have also prepared a thousand gold coins for each of you!"

The three of them looked at each other, Roy's expression was still calm, the house seemed to be of little use to him, while Aville and Frien's breathing became heavier and they were happy.

The luxurious large bed room in Xuemanling Center is a very powerful title for Wuwei.

These are all things that ordinary people like them didn’t even dare to think about before, but now they are all in their pockets!

But these rewards are not as good as a dragon slayer!

The Nords respect the Warriors.

With this amulet, the sky is so big that they can't go anywhere!

Balgoff was quite satisfied when he saw several people's expressions. Although he was bleeding this time, if he could tie three outstanding warriors to their own chariots and keep them in Xueman City,

It will definitely be of great use in the future!

What's more, the three of them and themselves are both firm neutral factions, and they will not fight and cause trouble all day long like the War Crazy or the Gray Maned Family!

"Wilkas, Fakas, Torva, thank you for your help from the comrades. I will send someone to the honey hall for my reward."

The tough man bowed and smiled heartily at Frien and the other two beside him, "Don't forget to come to the honey hall to have a drink tomorrow!"

"Talk the dragon slaying technique by the way!"

After saying that, the members of the comrades group left Longlin Castle, and seemed to not want to stay for a moment.

"Yeres, the pensions for the sacrificed brothers, according to the original plan, must be handed over to their families!"

"Lord, merciful!"

"That's what they deserve. They have paid their lives for Xueman, and Xueman will not treat them badly!" Balguff said seriously, "They are real warriors and will return their souls to the Temple of Heroes."

Balgoff said as he lowered his head and stood still, and everyone accompanied him to silently watch the dead for two minutes.

"Okay, I still have a question. I heard that a dragon descendant appeared in the team."

"Sir," Farenga glanced at Frien, "He absorbed the dragon soul at the last moment and showed the power of the dragon roar!"

"Well, young boy... I knew you were not simple when I saw you at first." Balgoff turned his eyes to Frien, with a hint of praise, "So did you hear some kind of summons when you killed the dragon?"

"Summon?" Dragonborn recalled the memory when he just returned to Xueman, just like the previous two times, he heard a thunderous roar again, as if he was thinking about it - "Duwakin?"

"Yes, Du Wakin!"

"It seems right," Balgoff sat back on the throne, "Graybeard summons the Dragonborn."

Roy's heart moved, and his intuition made him prick up his ears and listen, and he told Aville to translate at any time and not to let go of a word.

"Who is Greybeard?" Frien asked,

"I once told you that there is a group of hermits in the world who are proficient in the Dragon Roar and pass on their power in a very small range. And these hermits are greybeards!" Balgoff patiently explained, "They live at the highest point of the throat of the world, the Roar Peak, and I will give you a map later."

"Why did they summon me?"

"Didn't you figure it out?" Balguff said seriously, "The dragon descendants have special talents, can inject essence into Tum and release the powerful dragon roar, so you can master the dragon roar a hundred times faster than ordinary people."

"They asked you to go because they taught you to use your talents." He emphasized, "Now the dragon has returned and has attacked the people in my territory for no reason. The dragon descendants who quickly mastered the dragon roar are hopes to completely end this dragon disaster."

"Graybeard has had its mission since eternal age, and you, Frien, as far as I know, have the only dragon descendant in hundreds of years since Taber Seputin!"

After hearing this, Frien was surprised and frightened, "Mr. Balgoff, are you too exaggerating? I am talking about it like a savior!"

He looked at Roy in shame,

"But my combat power is less than one-tenth of the Golden Eye!"

"Don't underestimate yourself. You are still young and have not fully discovered your talent," Balgoff comforted. "After you have a rest, I suggest you set off for the Roaring Peak immediately. No one can refuse the call of the gray beard. This is a rare honor."

A trace of memory flashed in his eyes, "But you still have to be mentally prepared. You have to climb the seven thousand steps. I also visited when I was young. I was so tired that I returned without success after spending several years."

"Then..." Frien hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Roy and Aville, "Can I take a few people to train with me?"

Roy couldn't help but look at Frien with emotion when he heard this. This silly boy was very nice!

It's worth it I've given you one-third of the dragon soul!

Unfortunately, I can only appreciate your kindness!

"I value love and friendship, I'm not wrong with you!" Balguff showed a kind smile and praised his eyes. "As a dragon descendant, you are naturally qualified to take one or two people to listen. But you have to know it in your heart. It is not necessarily a good thing for ordinary people to go to the Roar Peak. I'll say that."

"You must be tired when fighting the dragon today..." Balgoff gave a look at the manager beside him, and the latter immediately took out three keys from his arms and handed them to the three of them. "You can see the deed and bounty when you open the door. Basic furniture is available. Tell me what you need in the future."

"Three Wuwei, go back and enjoy the soft big bed." Provantus smiled, with a hint of recognition in his eyes, "By the way, three houses are next to each other, you are neighbors!"

Aville and Frien both looked at Roy,

He nodded.

Focusing on the loot package, a dragon battle, harvesting countless treasures - dragon bones, dragon scales, dragon tendons, dragon souls, and most importantly, the dragon blood essence piled up half a space.

The Mage Blood Essence (Coral), the Advanced Vampire Blood Essence (Grufeid), the rest of the supplementary materials have been processed long ago, and I lie there quietly waiting to be activated.

The recipe for the sturdy elixir given to him by the mirror master clearly appeared in his mind, and one step after another passed by his eyes.

It's time to start refining spiritual medicines and enhance ancient blood!

"Coral, Resor, Cialis, Geralt, Triss... Everyone wait,"
Chapter completed!