Chapter 606
Chapter 606 Splitting the Frost Dragon
Dragonborn Zacha defrosted himself just in time.
The two shields brought together successfully blocked the cruel fangs of the frost dragon.
The price Zacha paid in exchange was only a mouthful of blood.
A muffled boom…
A massive dent instantly appeared in the Queyras shield enchanted with frost resistance. All the magical runes drawn upon the shield detonated in succession, causing it to lose all of its basic resistances.
Frost Dragon Aruntini was caught unaware. She had used too much force and was now wincing and hissing in pain. A single massive dragon tooth flew out with traces of blood still attached to it.
At this moment, the ferocious roars of dragon warriors reached the room through the winding tunnels from outside the palace.
During combat, adepts needed to chant words, perform handsigns, and use their staff and casting materials to cast spells. It was the only way they could use any of their most potent and fearsome magic. Now that Greem had a Spellsaving Gemstone, he could save a complete spell within it ahead of time. When needed, all he had to do was chant a short activating keyword to release the spell rapidly.
That was undoubtedly extremely beneficial to an adept in combat!
Sadly, upon inspecting the quality of this Spellsaving Gemstone, Greem disappointedly realized that it could only contain a First Grade spell. It was utterly useless for him.
Still, it was a convenient item for a First Grade adept.
After some hesitation, Greem awarded it to Bug Adept Billis, who had fought the hardest during today’s battle.
The construction machines also found a high-quality Frozen Mallet within the pile of jewels.
It was a one-handed warhammer with a strange design. One end of the mallet was flat, while the other tapered off into a sharp edge. Brilliant flakes of frost and icicles covered the entire hammer. A strange surge of frost power would radiate from the mallet when the user held it in their hand. This frost power would cause seventy points of freezing damage to nearby enemies while slowing their speed by 40%.
A powerful weapon like this clearly shouldn’t fall into the hands of outsiders. It had to be awarded to the most significant contributor to today’s successful dragon slaying– Dragonborn Zacha.
In all honesty, the head of the Frozen Mallet was the size of two to three human heads put together, while the whole thing weighed about one hundred to one hundred and fifty kilograms. The only one within the Crimson Clan that was capable of using such a heavy weapon seemed to be Dragonborn Zacha.
Dragonborn Zacha fell silent when he saw the powerful magical weapon placed before him.
After a long period of hesitation, he finally bent over to pick up the warhammer.
A milky-white Frost Aura appeared around him the moment the warhammer fell into his hands. It was like a beautiful ribbon of light. It froze the water molecules in the air into ice shards, causing them to hang upon Zacha’s body and armor.
“Thank you…master.” Dragonborn Zacha finally faced Greem and said these words after waving the weapon about and testing it out.
Even though he had been following Greem for over half a year and had always put all of his efforts into the missions Greem assigned him, this was the first time he had such sincere gratitude for his master. That was why it was particularly difficult for him to articulate this gratitude.
Still, his usually stern and solemn expression seemed a bit more relaxed after saying that.
Greem didn’t say anything else, only responding with a smile and a nod.
An extremely untimely voice suddenly interrupted this moment of warmth.
“Alright, alright. Let’s stop wasting time. Shouldn’t we start considering how to split up the frost dragon?”
There was only one person among the crowd who could so boldly disrupt the atmosphere. That was the extraordinarily eager and thirsty Dragon Devourer Oliven.
Oliven circled again and again around the panting frost dragon splayed upon the ground with a bump on her head as if she couldn’t wait to leap upon the dragon and start feasting.
The frost dragon had all her limbs dislocated and was bound with countless restraining runes. Despite her immobility, her eyes were wide open and was staring at this enemy of the dragons with hateful eyes.
“Indeed, we finally won this battle! It’s time to split up the spoils.” Greem turned his head and smiled. His crystal clear eyes fell upon Oliven, “Miss Oliven severely wounded the frost dragon during this battle and limited the dragon’s mobility. Truly a great achievement.”
A proud smile appeared on the half of Oliven’s face that was not obscured by her veil when she heard Greem’s praise.
However, Greem’s words took a quick turn next.
“Given the exceptional contributions of Miss Oliven, she naturally has priority of choice over the frost dragon.”
Oliven’s eyes instantly lit up.
“Well then, Miss Oliven, please choose! Do you want the left half of the frost dragon or the right half? Do you want the upper half or the lower half?”
“Half?”
Oliven was instantly boggled. She used her hand and gestured right and left in the air over the frost dragon’s body. She was completely confused for a moment.
“Miss Oliven, your contributions are huge, but it isn’t large enough for you to claim an entire dragon for yourself. There were four Second Grades that participated in this battle. Your contribution is no more than one-fourth. Still, given all the effort you have put in, I can speak for the others and give you the priority of choice. Tell me, how do you want to cut this dragon up into four pieces? You can pick the first piece…” Greem smiled as he spoke.
Oliven’s expression immediately soured!