Swallowing the Stars: Realm of Control

Chapter 48 Wild Corpses

Germer took out a short blade slightly larger than a dagger and looked at the corpse of the two-headed dragon.

This ferocity level isn't too high, barely equivalent to their Qi Aspect Realm level.

"The most precious thing was actually that natal source pearl, but unfortunately it exploded."

Secondly, there are these scales... Of course, only a small portion of them. A small portion has already turned from black to a darker shade. These scales are very strong and can be used as raw materials for some armor.

Most of the remaining ones haven't reached the level he wanted.

As for dragon heart, it's not quite there yet. Dragon heart is only slightly better than flesh and blood, and can be used as a top-tier ingredient.

Clang!

With a single, forceful strike to the reverse side of the scale, the blade pierced through, and with a sharp twist, it took considerable effort to pull out the dark, mysterious scale with one hand.

He tried it out, and it was very hard. Even if he used a weapon and unleashed his full power, he might not be able to break it.

Looking at the seven remaining scales, Germer once again began to remove them one by one.

"Um?"

but.

He'd only gotten his fifth piece when he tilted his head slightly, his gaze sharpening: "Oh no, another two-handed wyvern!"

He knew that there were two of these twin dragons, but he didn't expect them to return so quickly. Judging from their speed, they seemed to be much stronger than the first one.

Given his own injuries, he was definitely no match for them.

"It's time to go." Without the slightest hesitation, Germer summoned the flying artifact, entered it, and transformed into a streak of light, flying off towards the north.

This speed, of course, needs to be even faster.

He had no regrets about it.

……

In less than ten minutes, the two-headed dragon arrived, flapping its wings. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, its eyes were filled with nothing but grief and resentment.

"Hey!"

A sharp sound rang out, filled with pain, frustration, and resentment.

The killer had already flown away completely, and even if it wanted to chase after it, it wouldn't be able to catch up at all.

"Hey!!!"

It went completely mad, its wings flapping wildly like knives, snapping ancient trees one after another under its force. In just a short while, the entire area was reduced to a scene of devastation.

Having lost much of its strength, it gradually calmed down, having vented all its emotions, and silently stood guard beside the corpse.

About two hours later.

Its gaze fell upon the collapsed cave, where there was a pit.

With a flap of its wings, it leaped over, using its wings as hands to dig sharply downwards at the collapsed area, clearing away a lot of mud and rocks, and soon clearing out a decent pit.

He went to the corpse of the two-headed dragon, grabbed it, and then slammed the entire body into the pit.

"Brother, farewell. That Qi Spirit Man, when I have enough strength in the future, I will definitely avenge you." The two-headed dragon spoke in its own language.

After saying that, it began to fill the surrounding soil in.

The entire body was quickly covered with a thick layer of mud and rocks.

Having done all this, it flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, its gaze sweeping over its surroundings—

"唳~~~~~"

The high-pitched voice, carrying a terrifying penetrating power, rapidly spread in all directions, imbued with a strong sense of authority and a kingly warning:

The meaning is very clear: anyone who dares to mess with this place will face one outcome—death!

In this area of ​​Damao Mountain, which fierce beast dares to disobey it?

San Tou Valley is only a part of Da Mao Mountain, but it is the king of this area, ruling over a radius of hundreds of miles.

Its voice carried an air of authority, and no one dared to disobey it.

This sound lasted for ten minutes.

Then, after glancing at the burial site one last time, it flapped its wings and flew towards Three-Headed Valley.

now--

Beneath that large mound, Luo Feng's true form was completely stuck in a crevice between rocks.

There is absolutely no light here, you rely solely on your senses, and there is no air at all, making it impossible to breathe.

If he weren't at a level where he could go without breathing for dozens of hours, he might have suffocated to death here.

He felt the shock of the battle through his hearing throughout. Every time the two-headed dragon fell to the ground, there was a strong tremor, which made Luo Feng tense up... Afterwards, he felt a period of calm for more than ten minutes.

But after only a short while, the surroundings began to shake violently again, and the sound continued to travel through the ground.

Especially when he felt the pressure from the wind on the rocks and the loosening of the soil, Luo Feng was extremely worried. If the rocks were dug open, his life in this world would probably come to an end.

Fortunately, they didn't dig all the way down; the digging stopped after reaching a certain point.

He sensed everything that would follow:

The corpse fell heavily to the ground, and a sharp sound rang out before everything returned to silence.

"Judging from the sound throughout, it seems that the 'mountain god' killed the two-headed dragon, but escaped for some reason. It's highly likely that the two-headed dragon's helper has arrived."

"In the current situation, the two-headed dragon's corpse was buried on top of me by its helper, who then also helped warn the ferocious creatures nearby."

Luo Feng easily grasped the logic behind it.

This means that this is where his opportunity lies.

The power of the previous clone was too weak; it absorbed only weak Qi, which was not enough to help the body complete its transformation.

Right now, the level of that two-headed flying dragon is not low at all, and in fact, it is far higher than that of the clan chief of Maoshan Village. This kind of power should be of great help to the transformation of the body.

The key point is that the two-headed dragon's helpers have already helped him resolve some issues.

Luo Feng was secretly delighted.

but.

He wasn't in a hurry; he wanted to wait. After all, he wasn't sure if the guy outside had left or not. If he hadn't, things would be terrible if he made a move.

This quiet waiting continued until most of the day had passed and there was no further movement around before Luo Feng began to try digging.

They dug down the soil and rocks above, filling the original gap, and then a new gap appeared.

The body kept moving upwards, shifting its position when it encountered rocks, or digging directly up.

Soon, they touched something hard. It wasn't stone, but something shiny, like scales. The surrounding soil already had a strong smell of blood.

It feels like the corpse of that two-headed dragon.

"These scales are really hard; even if you gave me tools, I couldn't break them."

"There must be other wounds; we need to find them."

Luo Feng moved his hand along the entire corpse, like a maggot in the mud, clinging to the surface of the body and constantly shifting his position following the smell of blood.

He would crawl towards the place where the smell of blood was strongest.

"Um?"

"This is the location of a wound." Luo Feng was overjoyed.