Garon's majestic dragon head pressed down, and its breath from close range hit Yamos's face, causing the little boy's heart to almost stop beating.
The petite and pitiful Lilith fainted and fell to the ground without saying a word, quite neatly.
Garen looked at the two humans and found strangely that he didn't have any pity or sympathy for his kind in the past.
Unknowingly, the little things that belong to human beings, except for memories, have been erased.
At the beginning of his birth, he was a bit like a dragon in human skin. From time to time he would think back to himself as a human, and his mood would waver. But as time went by, he became more pure.
Garen has long been aware of this change, but he has never resisted it.
Be it human or dragon.
He is who he is.
While Garen was sighing in his heart, Yamos racked his brains and tried hard to find an opportunity for himself and his sister to survive.
Ten seconds later, when Garen slowly raised his dragon claw and the atmosphere became oppressive, Yamos suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly shouted: "Dear True Dragon, I want to meet you
Make a deal."
Garen's eyes moved slightly, and he said calmly: "Everything about you is my trophy, so why do you want to trade with me?"
Yamos thought of what the old mage had whispered in his ear before he died. His face darkened, but he tried to cheer up and said: "This space ring contains the spell research diary left by grandpa and many valuable magic materials.
.”
He stretched out his finger, and a delicate ring sparkled.
Garen glanced at the space ring and said, "Although it is on your body, it already belongs to me."
Yamos shook his head, took the initiative to take off the ring, handed it to Garen, and said: "The space ring needs to be opened with a spell."
"Forcing it open will only destroy everything inside."
Garen took the space ring in his hand, observed it carefully for a while, and then used the unlocking technique, but it had no effect.
There is indeed a different kind of spell lock on it.
The spell lock from a high-ranking mage cannot be broken by Galleon.
He looked at Amos and remained silent.
Yamos was afraid that Garen would have another murderous intention, so he hurriedly said: "I just want to live with my sister. Please accept the ring and swear in the name of the Dragon God that you will not kill us. I will tell you the opening spell immediately.
"
"My sister and I will also swear to the God of Light that we will not seek revenge from you directly or indirectly in any way in the future."
The little boy looked anxious and spoke cautiously, waiting for Garen's answer.
A few seconds later, Gallon smiled and said softly: "I agree to this deal."
Immediately after Amos swore, Lilith, who had fainted, was awakened and swore to God in a daze. Garen also swore in the name of Tiamat.
In Noah's land, people swear oaths in the name of existing gods. If they are violated, they will attract the attention and curse of the gods, and the consequences will be quite serious.
Later, Garon learned the opening spell of the space ring from Yamos.
He cooperated with the spell, extended his mental power to touch the space ring, and immediately perceived a space of tens of cubic meters in his mind, which was filled with many casting materials, as well as similar-style staffs, robes, and scattered magic gems.
, a large number of gold coins......and a dozen thick notebooks.
Get rich, get rich!
Galen's eyes were bright and his heart was filled with joy.
Not long after he robbed Bai Longniang's treasure, he gained more wealth than Bai Longniang's treasure, and he delivered it to his door. Such an easy harvest made Garen overjoyed.
"Roy, send these two outside my territory."
After receiving Garen's order, the Arctic Ice Spirit approached the two children, picked them up and took them away, and sent them out according to Garen's order.
How those two human children survived on the vast ice field was beyond Garen's consideration.
Afterwards, Garen grabbed the space ring and the fiery red staff and returned to the ice cliff dragon's lair.
After leaving the frozen mammoth that he had not eaten as a reward for Uga Boneshatter, he returned to the dragon's nest.
In the ice cliff dragon's lair, Garen's eyes were shining as he looked at the space ring.
This small, bright white ring was made to fit a human finger. He couldn't wear it at all. It was not as big as Garleon's dragon scale.
After a few seconds, he uttered a spell and focused his thoughts on the space ring.
Immediately afterwards, there were ripples in the space, and a large number of things fell out of it, and soon it turned into a small pile.
The largest number of them were magic materials that Garen didn't recognize... some plants, biological tissues, and stones with runes engraved on them... all
Well preserved.
Apart from that, what interests Galen the most are those magic gems, gold coins imprinted with tulip patterns, and a dozen thick notebooks.
He poured all the magic gems and gold coins onto his big bed of ice crystals, and was pleased to find that they could barely cover his bed, but the thickness was a bit thin, just a thin layer.
Garen took a deep breath of cool air.
The richer elemental energy made him feel very comfortable, and his blood flow seemed to speed up a lot.
Immediately afterwards, he lay on the rugged treasure bed, put the pile of magic materials whose uses he still didn't understand into the space ring, and then placed the space ring in the corner of the bed.
More than a dozen notebooks were placed beside him. Garen carefully picked up the first one and looked at it intently.
This note contains a record of the high-ranking old mage's experience of the spells of the Evocation School, especially the various fireball spells. It is filled with a lot of lengthy records, and there are only a few words about other types.
"The magic in the world is divided into eight, there are only fireballs and other..."
The unusual persistence in the fireball technique revealed in these words made Garen look strange, and he continued to read with more interest.
As time passed by, Garen read the contents of the notes word by word, and his understanding of the spells of the Evocation School became more and more profound, especially the fireball spell. Many basic rune spells were memorized in his mind.
Garen put down the first notebook, turned his attention to the second, and then the third...
His face was solemn and serious, mixed with the joy of gaining more knowledge.
After studying for three full days without stopping, Garen slowly exhaled and closed the last notebook, still feeling a little unfinished.
There are sixteen notebooks in total.
The eleventh volume contains the old mage’s lifelong experience in magic. Garen benefited a lot from his own knowledge and understanding of the evocation system after reading it.
But what pleased him even more were the other five books.
If those five notebooks are spread out, it will definitely cause a fight among the mages of the Evocation School on Noah's continent.
Because what they record on them is a large number of high-level fireball spells of seven or more levels. There are three different types of nine-level fireball spells. The densely packed complex mysterious runes on the spell model made Garen feel dizzy.
"The value of these notes is more than everything else put together."
Garen had already memorized these contents in his mind, but still put all the notes away solemnly.
Immediately, he closed his eyes slightly, used his mental power as a pen, concentrated his thoughts, and slowly sketched a spell model in his mind that looked like a burning fireball.