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Chapter 74 - 74 74 The Legacy of the Dragon Slayer

74: Chapter 74 The Legacy of the Dragon Slayer 74: Chapter 74 The Legacy of the Dragon Slayer For the next half an hour, everyone was engaged in dealing with the aftermath, and it took quite an effort to drag away the corpse of the Magma Earth Dragon that had been blocking the tunnel entrance.

Of course, they also took the opportunity to loot the body, collecting the materials.

Muradin stood next to the body with a look of shame on his face, still bearing the marks of the magma burns.

He thought he would be the one leading the newbie, but in the end, it was the newbie who ended up saving him—how was he to make sense of that.

The vastness of the smoke, yet with a look of astonishment on his face, watched Mo Fei.

It was hard to imagine that a level 10 newcomer could be so strong, actually managing to slay the dragon—even a hero template shouldn’t be this powerful.

Aidan (Northwind Knight), “Don’t look at me with that kind of eye, madam.

This is what you call a professional, relying on skill, playing the high-end game.

Don’t mention just a Magma Earth Dragon, give me two more levels, and I’ll take down Deathwing as well.”

Muradin Bronzebeard (King of the Hill), “Under normal circumstances, I’d laugh and say—ha ha ha ha, by Odin’s beard, this kid really knows how to blow his own trumpet, must have had too much Dwarf stout.

But, given what just happened, I want to say—maybe you really could do it, lad, sigh…”

Aidan (Northwind Knight), “Don’t worry about it, Muradin.

If it weren’t for you drawing the monster’s attention, I wouldn’t have had the chance to beat that guy.”

“Hmph, no need to comfort me; I know I screwed up.

By the way, may I have a look at your weapon?”

Mo Fei didn’t refuse; he placed the Dragon-Slaying Greatsword in front of Muradin.

The Dwarf examined the weapon with amazement, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

Muradin Bronzebeard (King of the Hill), “Truly remarkable, truly remarkable.

If I’m not mistaken, this should be a legendary weapon forged by an ancient Dwarf grandmaster.

Such a weapon is worthy of going down in history.

No wonder you were able to take that thing down.

Now I’m beginning to believe it.

With a weapon like this, even the legendary Deathwing might struggle if it took a hit…

Ah, I wish I could find such a powerful weapon myself, a Divine Sword of immense power.

I’ve heard there are many ancient Titan ruins in the distant Northrend.

Maybe one day I should go there and have a look; perhaps I could find such a weapon.”

Mo Fei listened silently, thinking, my god, could it be that this stimulus is what leads Muradin to go in search of Frostmourne in Northrend in the future?

He wanted to persuade him otherwise but didn’t know where to start.

However, Muradin was the first to recuperate.

“But all that talk is too far off for now, let’s first distribute the spoils of battle.”

The Magma Earth Dragon dropped a total of four items, along with a large pile of Dragon Scales.

Since it was a plot-mandated kill, it could be said that not a single part was wasted.

All four items were of exceptional quality, which included one story-related weapon.

The first item was a spear.

[Flol’s ‘Broken’ Dragon Slaying Spear (Polearm/Epic)

Story Item: Unique (Damaged).

Item Description: Flol was once a Dragon Slayer hero, and his spear was a mighty dragon-slaying weapon.

However, the weapon gradually deteriorated from years of brutal warfare, and Flol’s mind began to break down, much like this spear.]

The second item, a dagger.

[Dragon Tooth Dagger (Dagger/Epic)

Attack: 10-37.

Durability: 199/200.

Equipment Requirement: Agility 30, Perception 15.

Weapon Effect: Ignition.

Each hit deals an additional 25 fire damage to the target.

Upon stacking three times, it triggers an Ignite effect, causing sustained fire damage.]

Item Description: A makeshift dagger made from the fang of a Magma Earth Dragon.

Even though it has perished, the hatred of the Magma Earth Dragon remains on its bones like the everlasting flames of molten magma.]

The third item was an amulet.

[Dragon Slayer’s Flame Talisman (Epic)

Equip: Flame Resistance +100.

Usage: Fireproof Mana Shield.

Obtain a magical shield with 1500 durability that absorbs incoming fire damage; lasts for 5 minutes, recharge time 60 minutes.]

Item Description: A powerful magic talisman that effectively resists fire damage.

Mages of ancient times reportedly crafted these talismans for dragon slaying, yet they were eventually used extensively in civil wars among mages—a perpetual motif in human history.]

The fourth item, a heart pulsing with scorching flames.

[Molten Fire Dragon Heart (Core Material)

Item Description: The heart of the dragon is the source of a Dragon’s power.

It is said that only powerful Dragons can bring forth a heart, and even in death, the essence of the Dragon’s power lingers within the heart.]

This item can serve as a core material for crafting powerful magic equipment, and it is said that the Dwarves in Ironforge are fond of such things.]

Last came the pile of Dragon Scales.

[Magma Earth Dragon Scale×47 (Material)].

Item description: Scales shimmering with a strange metallic luster, highly resistant to flames, and an excellent material for crafting armor.]

Mo Fei’s heart was struck by the descriptions of these items, most notably the first one: Flol’s Dragon Slayer Spear.

Could it be that the Magma Earth Dragon, Flol, was actually the Dragon Slayer, Flol?

The Dragon Slayer turned into an Evil Dragon?

No wonder he eventually spat out human speech.

But what did he mean by telling me to leave?

What’s the connection between the Dragon Slayer and the land of Dragon Delight?

No, I must study that statue carefully later.

Muradin had none of these intricate thoughts in his mind.

His thinking was straightforward: the fight is over, and now it’s time to divide the loot.

Muradin Bronzebeard (King of the Hill): “Aidan, you delivered the final blow to that Evil Dragon.

Since you put in the most effort, you go first.

Pick two items you like.”

Mo Fei thought to himself, how can I be so brazen?

Aidan (Northwind Knight): “Then I won’t be shy.”

He didn’t spend much time considering; he definitely didn’t want the Dragon Slayer Spear, as it was useless to him and junk.

The Dragon Tooth Dagger was even less needed.

Having taken the path of the greatsword warrior, a small dagger could just go sit in the corner.

He decisively chose the Dragon Slayer’s Flame Talisman and the heart of the Magma Earth Dragon as his spoils of war.

“Good choice.

This Dragon Heart is of excellent quality.

If handed over to Ironforge’s craftsmen, they could surely make an outstanding magical item from it.

And if you continue dragon slaying in future, this talisman will be of help.

So, I’ll take the remaining two items.

This spear looks badly damaged, but the material is good and might be put to use.

As for this Dragon Tooth Dagger…”

Clearing her throat, Flol suddenly coughed.

The Dwarf glanced at the Elf maiden, “Don’t worry, my lady, there’s a share for you too.”

He split the pile of Dragon Scales into three, one for each.

One-third was pushed towards Flol.

Flol glared at the Dwarf, and the Dwarf glared back at Flol, unashamed.

Clearly, in Muradin’s view, although she helped interpret the mural and opened the secret door, the Elf did not help at all in the fight; therefore, her contribution was only worth so much.

They locked eyes for a long time before Flol suddenly smiled—a very sweet, very cute smile.

“Hehe, you don’t have to give me any spoils.

I just helped a friend out of sheer goodwill.”

Muradin’s eyes widened, “My lady, you’re not finding it too little, are you?

Let me tell you, these Dragon Scales are quite valuable.”

Flol waved a hand dismissively, “Of course not.

Why would I find money too little?

We’re friends, after all.

Isn’t helping friends what we’re supposed to do?

While I did indeed contribute, I’m not about to lord it over or quibble over such things.

After all, I’m an Elf, and we Elves are a generous, hospitable, selfless race, especially with friends.

We really, really commit, so there’s really no need for any reward.”

Mo Fei interjected from the side: “Hey, are you serious?”

He thought, be serious, you’re joking; no modern person would have such lofty integrity.

The Elf maiden nodded earnestly, “Of course, I’m serious.

When we travel abroad, we represent the glory and reputation of our entire race.

I wouldn’t want to tarnish the generous, hospitable, selfless image of Elves.

What would people think of Elves if, for a trivial benefit, we start to quibble with friends?”

Muradin’s face grew redder as he listened.

“You obviously think it’s too little,” he blurted out.

Flol immediately showed a frightened expression.

“Oh no, I really would feel bad if you misunderstood.

Please don’t think like that, I really don’t want to trouble you.

After all, we Elves are…”

Generous, hospitable, selfless, right?

Mo Fei thought silently.

The girl’s skill at swindling was indeed not average.

“After all, we Elves are…friendly, kind, generous, hospitable, selfless.

So, please, don’t worry about it,” she said.

Mo Fei thought to himself, there she goes, stacking two more BUFFs.

Flol continued explaining, “I know you Dwarves love your mountain treasures, your pursuit of shiny things.

I completely understand your love for money and wealth, and I’m glad to help you satisfy that desire.

So you don’t need to concern yourself with me, especially since I wouldn’t want to tarnish the reputation of our entire race.

If people heard what happened here, and then they said, ‘Oh, look at that race.

Quibbling over a bit of loot, always showing a greedy face, never willing to be at a disadvantage, only thinking of taking advantage, that would be so embarrassing for me.

Right, Mr.

Bronzebeard?” she said with an innocent blink of her eyes.

Muradin Bronzebeard’s face changed from red to white, and then back to red, unable to hold back any longer.

“Damn it, I knew bringing you was a mistake.

Take what you want, by Odin’s beard, what have I done to deserve such torment?”

“Haha, thank you so much!” Flol kissed the Dwarf on the forehead, excitedly tucked the Dragon Tooth Dagger into her embrace, and didn’t overlook the small pile of Dragon Scales.

Watching the Dwarf left with only one share of the loot, Mo Fei commented, “How about I forego the Dragon Scales?

After all, we humans…”

Muradin glared at him, grinding his teeth, “Although you saved me once, don’t push me to hit you, Aidan.”

Mo Fei laughed heartily and took his share of the Dragon Scales.