There is already too much water in our story, in various senses. As far as material is concerned, this nameless pool on the edge of the blank world is not a dangerous place at all, at best it is just a little deeper.

As for why it is so deep? Cheese speculates that this is related to the volcanic ash formation I saw in the distance. The volcano is a proof of intense geological activities. In areas where it once existed, the geological structure is prone to unusual phenomena. This deep pool is likely to come from this, or washed away by a small opportunity.

It is not a geological study now, and it is not a typical landform worth exploring in depth. The reason why the water here is different is entirely because there are dragons, or dragon blood.

With this, this can create all kinds of strange things here, the ordinary body of water has become extraordinary, so extraordinary that it is enough to swallow the gray-robed mage. Once it enters the water, cheese feels huge pressure, and he will not panic because he cannot breathe. What really bothers the mage is the movement power of the worm after entering the water.

As a mollusk, there are no joint bones in the worm's body, which means that every part of its body can be twisted and shaken, but it is difficult to do it with less water in the air. Cheese grasps this when opening the wound on it, but now the constraints brought by the air are no longer there.

It is impossible for the worm to know that the human on his body is that the act of cheese extracting dragon blood is like using a thorny hook to drill in its body. Even the slowest creature will immediately notice the source of the pain.

They mostly responded to pain the same. Cheese only felt that his left arm was squeezed by both walls, and his bones and flesh were on the edge of the explosion. His body, which was attached to the surface of the worm, was also hit by the current of water. As the monster swung, it seemed to be constantly thrown up and then fell. The vertigo and instinctive nausea came unexpectedly, but Cheese must not let them go. Interference to casting is second. The movement of his underwater is entirely based on the limited air in his chest. If he opened his mouth at this time, the gray-robed mage would not have any other ending except drowning.

Calm down, control the body, and suppress the instinct. This is a very difficult thing to do, like forcing the sneezing back to hold back, picking the throat and not vomiting, and not closing the eyes when the needle is close to the eyes. To a certain extent, this is unconventional. If someone really trains to fight against his physical instinct, it would be fine if he fails. If he succeeds, he may kill himself inexplicably.

Besides, what are the benefits of success? Probably, there are some, at least it can make cheese face its own discomfort at this time, turn itself into a stone statue that has no internal organs and no body structure, and just follow the struggle of the worms in the water. However, this state cannot continue infinitely.

Cheese initially trains himself to fight against instincts to stabilize spell casting. The battle between mages is not just about spell competition. If it is a mage who only focuses on the power of spells, Cheese is confident that even a spell cannot be used normally by the opponent. In the battle of the caster, interfere, counter, guide, and obstruct, these methods are more efficient and feasible than simply increasing the power of defensive spells or the speed of attack spells.

You should know that Cheese can recite the prayer of the other party's sect faster than the priest of the evil god, and then dedicate it to his evil god first. This is the part that is not valued in the magic showdown but can really affect the situation of the battle. In order to prevent himself from becoming the person affected by these means, Cheese and the gray robes have undergone similar training to a greater or lesser extent.

The leech that absorbed the dragon blood was naturally not a mage, but the effect of dealing with the mage was as important here. In addition to the pain that was falling apart, Cheese could also feel that the warm dragon blood was getting closer and closer to him.

Some people say that dragons are gods, and some people say that dragons are curses. The more the spell casters have learned about dragons, the more extreme they will go from these two perspectives. They will even reverse at some point. The power of dragons is so tempting that people can't help but think that it would be great if they could become dragons. The biggest taboo in transforming a dragon is transforming, which comes from it.

At this moment, feeling the dragon blood gradually approaching him, Cheese was also tempted. It's really strange, right? He had been with Migo for so long before, and even used the blood of the red dragon as a potion, but he had never thought of integrating the power of the dragon into his body like this. Wait, whose idea is this? Is it from the Gray Robe Mage or the Worm?

"So you're so eager for it."

The cheese in the water could not speak, this sentence flashed through his mind. The act of extracting dragon blood by himself might be like taking away its most important treasure for the worm, and no wonder it would fight desperately.

But this cannot slow down the speed of cheese's action at all. Dragon blood is not a source of power for him. It is just a material, a material to create the key to home. He needs it, and things are that simple. Besides, letting the bug absorb all the dragon blood may not be a good thing.

Finally, before Cheese's Consciousness Lake, his hands really touched something, which was neither so hot nor so noble. The real dragon blood touch was somewhat similar to the black oil underground, which would not make people feel sacred, but rather a little disgusting.

The gray robe wants to succeed, slapped her backhand and pulled her left arm out of the worm's body. The bones felt irresistible pain in this process, and it was likely that there were cracks. But that was worth it. The dark red droplets in the hand were half the size of a palm, and were insoluble in water. This was the reward for all the efforts.

Cheese held the half drop of dragon blood tightly, and when he looked up, he saw the worm's ugly mouthpart facing him, as if saying, "It would be too cheap if you want to leave like this."

The robe on the mage's body shook like a fish fin, barely pushing him away from the worm's attack path and passing by the overlord in the water. Now there is no need to fight, returning to the shore is his victory. But if you just escape, you can't escape.

Cheese turned around and slid his right hand in the water a few times. Several vortexes were born from his hands, raising a large number of bubbles, forming a very confusing barrier. At the same time, the aquatic animal structure imitating in the robe was also constantly pushing him to move, and his speed was no less than that of real fish.
Chapter completed!