Green Monster Epic

Chapter 148: Going Scavenging

(Greetings, does anyone have recommendation tickets? Thanks, thanks!)

"Is this a Legend??"

Flower Snake stared at the sky, his whole being seemingly devoid of a soul. This sudden change was too shocking for him.

"Yes, this is a Legend!!"

Allen's eyes shone with excitement as he affirmed Flower Snake's question. The two kobolds freely soaring in the sky; Allen had already guessed their identities. They must be the two Legendary kobolds from the Thunder Tribe, thousands of miles away: Howling Fang and Claw of Chaos.

"Wow, it's an evil dragon, Daddy, the dragon is so big!!"

For the children, after enduring the mental pressure that came with the Legend, although they still didn't dare to move, their bright and spirited gazes never left the creatures in the sky that had only ever appeared in stories. Now that the dragon and kobolds had flown away, Allen and the other adults might still be apprehensive, but for children like Kuer and Irene, all that remained was awe and curiosity towards the dragon.

Kuer was officially adopted by Flower Snake. After all, Flower Snake was a little reluctant to hand her over to other goblin females to raise. It would be better to have her accompany his own daughter, Martha, so she wouldn't be too lonely in the future and could even protect her.

"Yes, such a big dragon!!"

Flower Snake bent down to pick up Kuer, carefully checking if the little one had been affected by the sudden danger, while softly echoing Kuer's exclamation.

"Chieftain, Chieftain!!"

Phillip ran out of the village, panting for breath. He was also frightened by the Legendary battle that had suddenly erupted on the edge of the village. In the human society he had lived in, although stories of Legends were always talked about with relish, there were almost no battles that truly displayed the strength of Legends in front of the world. Most of the struggles in human society would avoid the prosperous areas of human society. At the same time, there were countless magic arrays in human prosperous towns, enough to provide some protection.

"Did anything happen in the village?"

Allen saw Phillip coming to find him, so he suspected that something had happened in the village during this accident.

"It's nothing, everyone is just a little panicked."

Phillip's pale face proved that he was one of them. However, he had come to find Allen not for the village's affairs, but for another matter he had discovered while watching the battle, which might be able to help Allen.

"But Chieftain, why don't you go and take a look at the battlefield?"

"Hmm?"

Allen was puzzled. Although the battle was over, no one knew if there would be any danger on the battlefield, or if the three Legends would make a surprise attack. Therefore, Allen himself didn't want to get involved in these matters and just wanted to be an observer.

"I saw that the Legendary dragon was injured at the time and bled a lot. In human society, the blood of such creatures as Legendary dragons is very precious and valuable. If you can collect some to bring back, it may be of great use in the future."

Phillip quickly explained his intention. He wanted to stabilize his current position, so he had to prove his worth, even if he knew that the more he revealed, the lower his value would be.

"That's right, that's a Legendary dragon!!"

Allen was overjoyed, and his gaze towards Phillip was full of approval.

"I have prepared the bottles for collecting blood. Here, Chieftain."

Phillip handed over 4-5 small-caliber glass bottles. They were originally used to hold healing potions, and after the potions were used, they were cleaned and stored by Camellia and the others.

"Okay, good. Flower Snake, how about we take a trip?"

Seeing the interested look in Flower Snake's eyes, Allen called out to him and asked for his opinion.

"Sure, I also want to see the traces left by the Legends on the battlefield."

Flower Snake readily agreed, then put Kuer down, letting her go back to the village with Irene and the others, and stay there with Phillip. Allen tossed two glass bottles to Flower Snake, who caught them gently, and then the two turned and ran towards the center of the battle. The further they went towards the middle, the more chaotic the scene became. The wilderness, where grass and shrubs had once survived, was now truly barren. Most of it was directly scorched by the fiery fire magic at the time, and then burned, leaving traces of ash.

After Allen and Flower Snake spent an hour arriving at the center of the battlefield, the most central location was filled with countless potholes that seemed to have been smashed out by meteorites falling from the sky. The most central pit was more than ten meters wide, and the rock in the center was melted and flowing, and then solidified into a stream shape. Occasionally, countless grains of sand were burned into amber-like glaze, scattered between the pits, shining brightly in the sunlight, which was very beautiful.

The battlefield still retained some of the aura of Legendary pressure, making Allen and Flower Snake feel a little uncomfortable, but after a glance at some bright colors in the field, Allen's expression changed dramatically.

Thanks to these glazes and the lava that was burned into one, the blood left by the dragon's injuries on the battlefield was still preserved a lot without being absorbed by the soil. Perhaps because of the Red Dragon's fire attribute, or perhaps because the dragon's natural resistance was strong, the dragon's blood that had been flowing outside for more than an hour was still in the form of bright red liquid, occasionally sparkling with sparks in the sunlight, which looked extraordinary.

"Quickly, quickly collect them!!"

Allen was overjoyed, and quickly took the glass bottle and ran to a glaze that had accumulated a few drops of blood, carefully collecting the blood into the glass bottle.

Flower Snake was not idle either. Although he didn't know the use of these things, since Allen had ordered it, and this dragon blood really seemed to be very valuable, the mysterious aura emanating from the blood alone made people feel precious. He also unfolded his body and quickly collected the remaining blood around.

Even in the end, Flower Snake also used the long sword on his body and the memory that he had worked hard to practice during this time, collecting the dried blood stains one by one, and put them aside, waiting to bring them back to the tribe later.

"Who is it!!"

Although Allen had been busy collecting dragon blood, and in a short while he had collected all the blood that remained in a liquid state around him, what he got in return was a large bottle of bright red liquid in his hand, and a small half-jar of blood that had just submerged the bottom of the second glass bottle. At this time, his eyes stared sharply in the northeast direction, a shadow blocked by a boulder. As his scolding sounded, a figure gradually emerged, it turned out to be their old neighbor in the northeast direction, Night, the assassin of the Shattered Bone Tribe, also rushed over.

"Yo, looks like you've got a good harvest!"

The moment Night showed his figure, Flower Snake stopped collecting dragon blood, and the long sword in his hand was stabbed diagonally into the ground, ready for battle.