A month later, Half Lich Ryan's baptism ceremony was completed.
Actually, if a living giant dragon bestowed a dragon bloodline, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. All they needed to do was to willingly extract the true blood and inject it into the recipient.
However, that would cause the power and energy of the true dragon to drop. Thus, most true dragons would not give it to others casually. The stingy Pentashade Dragons would never consider doing so.
It was true that the blood of the dragons was rich in elemental magic, but not every drop of their blood was real blood. It was something that was hidden in the hearts and basal blood vessels of the dragons, slowly accumulating bit by bit as the dragons grew over a long period of time.
In a sense, it could be considered the source of a true dragon's power.
As the Green Dragon was already dead, it could not extract the blood on its own. Ryan had to extract it first.
In the isolated area around the treetop fortress, the digging worms had dug out a large pit. Then, the pit was paved with steel that the goblins had hurriedly forged to form a blood pool.
There were all kinds of creatures standing around, but it was silent. Only the crackling of bonfires could be heard.
Rennes had already taken off his pitch-black robe, revealing his grotesque body that was half human and half undead. He was already prepared. He only needed to wait for the true dragon's corpse to arrive before he could begin his first job after joining Blackwing's Nest.
The Orc leader Gall, the Jackal leader Hogg, the Wyvern leader Husky, the Hound leader, and the Manticore leader had all arrived. As the leaders of the main battle tribes, they were the lucky ones who had received the blessings of the Black Dragon Lord.
The blessings of an old Green Dragon's dragon bloodline could greatly increase the power of these fellows.
Furthermore, two large adult Horse Gate Lizards were brought here. Even under the comforting of the Wild Boar Men, they still let out uneasy growls from time to time.
Caesar perched on the edge of the treetop fortress, quietly observing this scene.
Speaking of which, he had a sudden idea to do the same for himself. He wondered if he could obtain some spellcasting abilities from the Green Dragon's dragon bloodline.
However, after thinking about it for a while, Caesar gave up on this idea. Whether or not he could obtain the ability to cast spells was another matter. The level of the old Green Dragon's Dragon's Bloodline was not satisfactory for him.
If there was a chance, Caesar could hunt even more powerful True Dragons, such as Ancient Dragons, Ancient Dragons, Primordial Dragons, and even Ancestral True Dragons. If his mind was broader, even the Dragon God and Dragon Queen would have a chance in the future.
If he really wanted to use this method to try and obtain the ability to cast spells, Caesar would of course choose the better Dragon Vein.
The gates of the treetop fortress opened, and cold air surged out. The Orc warriors pulled out pitch-black chains thicker than a human's waist, dragging out the Green Dragon's corpse that had been frozen and sealed. The huge ice sculpture had a great visual impact, and water stains were left behind wherever it passed.
After four years, the old Green Dragon finally came in handy.
After dragging the dragon's corpse to its designated position, the Orc warriors took a deep breath and put down the chains on their shoulders. The heavy black chains fell to the ground with a dull sound of metal colliding, and it was the prelude to the extraction of the dragon's blood.
The warriors of the Stone Crow clan spread out and joined the ranks of the other clans. They were on guard duty at the periphery of the fortress.
The blazing fire continued to deliver high temperatures, and the ice sculpture that was exposed to the scorching heat melted faster. At the same time, the Half-Lich stretched out its skeletal right arm.
The elements gathered and took shape. Under the gaze of all kinds of monsters, the wound on the Green Dragon's abdomen that had been frozen started to bleed again. It flowed through the trench below the dragon's corpse and into the deep pit that the ankhegs had prepared.
At the same time, the Half-Lich used its human arm to grab a small handful of magic powder beside it and scattered it into the pit. This was what it had mentioned before. It could condense the elemental power in the dragon's blood, and it would be helpful for its extraction later.
The process was not complicated, but because of the large number of feet, it took almost half a day before the twenty-meter-long Green Dragon's blood was completely drawn out.
And after that, it was time for the main event.
After adding in some supplementary ingredients, the Demilich started to retrace the blood that was drawn into the Blood Pool, extracting the True Blood that could truly be used for the Bloodline of the Dragon. Under the influence of the Elemental Magic of the Demilich, in an instant, the wind howled and the spirits whimpered, the scene was slightly terrifying.
During this time, the Half-Lich had absorbed the magic from the outside twice. It used necromancy magic to suck the life out of two Horse Gate Lizards, turning the two huge livestock into useless skin and bones.
After a long time, the extraction process was completed. During this time, countless pairs of eyes were constantly watching the Half-Lich, afraid that it would do something out of the ordinary, snatch the precious true blood and escape.
Caesar was not worried about this at all. He knew that the Half-Lich would not escape. Ryan was a smart guy, and he would not have any wild hopes.
The reason why the Black Dragon Lord was here was purely to see how this ritual was carried out.
Now, it seemed to be quite simple. This was purely a layman's theory.
At this time, the blood in the dragon's blood pool that was originally bright had turned into a muddy, dark, and ordinary dragon's blood without any elemental magic.
The Half-Lich that had been standing still finally moved. It walked to the side, its body was slightly bent, and its steps were unsteady. It seemed that it had consumed a lot of energy.
Ryan came to a vessel made of pure silver and stretched out his left hand. The palm of his hand was turned over, and the powerful true blood surged and poured into it.
"Success, as you wish, Your Majesty."
After completing this step, the Demilich who had been silent all this time finally opened its mouth. It raised its head and bowed towards the Black Dragon Overlord who was watching from above. "Everything that follows will be led by you. I wonder who has the qualifications to receive your favor."
"Husky."
The Black Dragon Lord spoke, and the first one was the wyvern leader. For a dragon descendant, the dragon's veins were much more beneficial to them than other creatures.
Letting this guy go first was not because Caesar favored these dragon descendants who had no loyalty, but because of the possible danger of this baptism. He needed a leader to go first and test its safety.
"Thank you for your grace, Master."
Saliva dripped from Husky's fangs. It used its wing joints to support itself on the ground and ran over excitedly. It was the first to accept this gift, and swallowed the true blood that was scooped up by the silver spoon.
Immediately after, this three-and-a-half-meter long wyvern leader let out a suppressed growl. Small bumps appeared on its scaly skin, bulging and then quickly disappearing, as if they were flowing within its body.
In the midst of the Twin-legged Flying Dragon's sharp cry, its body began to rapidly expand. It grew from its original 3.5 meters to 4 meters, then 5 meters … In the end, it finally stopped growing when it reached 8 meters.
In the assessment device in Caesar's pupils, the Flying Dragon Leader's ability value jumped from the original 190 to 301 in an instant.
This increase was huge.
"Hogg." The Black Dragon Lord called the second name.