Breeding Dragons From Today

Inside the Thor's Hammer house.

Wilbon's face was already filled with tears.

Deaver's eyes were also red as he said in a low voice, "Damn it, let's see what these old guys dare to say this time!"

At this moment, Joelson's gaze was completely attracted by the three inner armors in front of him.

The originally black dragon scale inner armor had been baptized by the saint-level dragon blood. It shed off the dust and bloomed with an extremely gorgeous color.

The golden-red light flowed freely on the inner armor. Between each of the dragon scales, Wilbon was wrapped in golden threads and carved with complicated and gorgeous patterns.

Joelson immediately put on the man's armor.

It was especially fitting.

Although it was an inner armor, it was actually similar to light armor. It was completely fine even if he wore it alone.

The dragon scales had a very good magic ductility. The fire elements in the air automatically gathered toward Joelson.

Joelson felt that his mana recovery speed had increased by a lot.

His defense had not been tested perfectly yet.

However, Wilbon, who had the strength of a tier 8 knight, slashed at him with the two-handed longsword that Joelson had bought previously. There was not even a scratch on the inner armor of the dragon scale.

Joelson did not feel too much impact, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Joelson estimated that with this dragon scale inner armor, coupled with the magic shield, and his own powerful dragon-blood body, he would probably be able to survive.

Even if he took a direct attack from a saint-tier, he would not suffer any damage.

The two women's inner armors were equally beautiful.

Although it was hard to praise Wilbon's looks, his craftsmanship was indeed very exquisite.

Even without the powerful defensive power of the dragon scale, just by looking at it, women would fall in love with it at a glance.

Four pieces of legendary equipment.

Such an outcome had far exceeded Joelson's expectations.

Now, there was only one single-handed knight longsword left unforged.

Wilbon was silent for a moment. Then, she rummaged through the messy corner of the blacksmith's shop to find a black ugly piece of iron.

"This is a precious forging material that my father accidentally obtained. He had once intended to use this material to strive for epic equipment, but later, with the help of the elven King, he became an epic equipment one step ahead, so he hasn't been able to use it."

Wilbon wiped the dust off the iron block.

The black iron block was scattered with a little silver, like the night sky dotted with stars. It was exceptionally gorgeous.

Frederick widened his eyes and cried out in surprise, "Meteor goldstone?!"

Wilbon looked at him strangely, nodding, he said, "That's right, it's meteor goldstone. "It's a magical material that descended from the stars. It's said to be formed from the body of a fallen god. Its hardness is more than ten times that of Dwarven iron, and the malleability of magic and combat aura far surpasses that of magic mithril. Moreover, it has a great increase in the metal element and is extremely sharp. It's the best forging material."

"You're willing to sell it to me?" Asked Joelson

"I need you to quench it with dragon blood in exchange," said Wilbon

"Sure."

Joelson agreed without hesitation.

Wilbon was delighted, but he soon hesitated.

"What's wrong?"

Wilbon said hesitantly, "There's something you need to figure out on your own."

"What?" Joelson asked.

"Up until now, we haven't found a way to melt the meteor stone. My father had been troubled by this problem when he was still alive."

"The dwarf kingdom couldn't find a flame that could melt it."

..

The crimson flame fell on the meteor stone, and it lasted for five minutes.

Joelson dispersed his magic, and his pupils contracted slightly.

The meteor stone was not damaged at all, and there was no sign of melting at all.

Touching it with his hand, the surface of the stone was still cold, and even the temperature had not changed at all.

Wilbon sighed and said, "Don't waste your energy. Even the fire-type forbidden spell of a saint-level mage couldn't melt it. My father had thought of many ways, but he couldn't deal with this stubborn stone. Sigh!"

Joelson stared at the meteor stone and frowned.

No, there should be a way.

When he cast the fire magic to burn the stone, he clearly felt that part of the fire element energy was absorbed by the stone, but it didn't completely disappear.

According to the saying in his previous life, the meteor stone didn't melt, but the temperature of the fire didn't reach its melting point.

"What if it's the breath of a saint-level fire element dragon?"

Joelson suddenly said, looking directly at Wilbon, "Can you melt it?"

Wilbon was stunned.

The breath of a saint-level fire element dragon.

It should be more powerful than the forbidden spell of a saint-level fire element mage.

But where could he find a saint-level fire element dragon to help.

Wait!

Wilbon thought of something and looked at the still-hot dragon blood in the quenching barrel under his feet, as well as the dragon scales and dragon teeth that Joelson took out.

She widened her eyes and said in surprise, "Could it be..."

Joelson nodded.

In fact, after Du Lu had advanced to the saint-level, he did not care that Du Lu would be discovered from time to time.

Usually, he hid Du Lu in the Dragon God's Ranch just to reduce some unnecessary trouble. Moreover, du Lu was more willing to stay in the Dragon God's Ranch, which was a space specially set up for the dragon race.

Frederick showed a proud expression. He bent down and introduced to Wilbon and Deaver, "My master is a great dragon-controlling mage!"

In the next moment, a huge fire dragon appeared in the blacksmith shop.

Although the furnace of Thor's Hammer was big enough, it was still too narrow for Du Lu. It tried its best to curl up, but it still broke the roof of Thor's Hammer.

Wilbon and Deaver were stunned.

Their eyes were wide open, and their mouths were wide open.

Du Lu looked at them coldly, and the two dwarfs immediately hugged each other in fear.

A dragon!

And it was not an ordinary dragon!

A saint-level dragon, a dragon comparable to a Dragon King!

Wilbon noticed that there was a small wound on one of the toes of the terrifying dragon's left front claw as if it had bitten itself.

What shocked Wilbon the most was that such a terrifying dragon, standing in front of Joelson, was as docile as a big dog.

The Way Wilbon looked at Joelson had completely changed.

Who was this person?!

Under Joelson's signal, Du Lu reached out two claws and picked up the meteor stone. Then he took a deep breath.

A fierce 76 wind blew in the blacksmith's furnace, and even the burning flame started to shake.

"Roar!"

The golden-red flame spat out and swallowed the meteor stone.

The blazing aura made Wilbon and the others take a few steps back.

They could only use this method.

Du Lu's dragon breath flame was too hot. In just a moment, the steel would melt into molten iron and quickly evaporate.

Only its own body could withstand the dragon breath's spit.