Chapter 315

Chapter 315

TL: xLordFifth

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[Blaugrun’s Dragon Heart]

Effect: ??

Description: A Dragon Heart contained all the mana and essence of a dragon. It is a natural mana hole that constantly absorbs mana even when dormant, which is incomparable to humans in quantity and quality. It belongs to Blaugrun, an adult Bronze Dragon who had lived for 1,377 years.

“A Dragon Heart containing?”

“Yes.”

“The owner of this Dragon Heart made it this way, into one bullet...”

“I can’t believe you had that kind of conversation with a dragon. Okay, is that it? What do you want to do?”

Bottleneck hit his forehead! He looked at Leeha with a surprised look on his face.

Leeha came up with an idea while fiddling with the Dragon Heart that he felt in his hands which was so light that it did not seem to have any weight.

“By any chance, can you split this up?”

“What do you mean split?”

“Hmm, so... that size of the Dragon Heart was originally bigger than this. But since it was compressed into one shape like this, I was wondering if it could be returned to its original size and then split apart into a bullet and another lump.”

“Huh?”

Leeha dug into the contents of Blaugrun’s quest and the description of the Dragon Heart with the knowledge that Middle Earth was a game that had its peculiarities.

“What do you mean huh?! So, let’s say there is iron that has already been made into a sword. Then after melting the sword again, wouldn’t it be possible to recycle it like a small hammer and a pickaxe? Don’t you think?”

“T-That’s, that’s, but- no, with iron and Dragon Heart-”

“Are you saying that Dwarves, who can make everything, can’t do it...? And that Hell’s Anvil’s best small-tools specialist can’t do it?”

Even with just Leeha’s simple provocation, veins protruded from Bottleneck’s forehead.

Leeha managed to hold back a laugh.

“Kid, are you looking down on me right now? I’ve never done it myself, but my great-grandfather was the first person to carve a Dragon’s Heart in Hell’s Anvil! It was my grandfather who turned that Dragon’s Heart into pellet-sized bullets! Did you know? He was once called ‘Moonlight Sculptor’ because he cut it so well that it looked like the moonlight-”

“Oh-oh, that’s even better! After all, isn’t talent in the bloodline? Then Bottleneck-ssi can do it too, right?”

“Huh? That, well......”

“Besides, that’s not the only request I have.”

Leeha took out two more items and placed them on the table. Bottleneck and Beard Brothers’ eyes widened once more.

“Dragon Scales! Did you catch a dragon? It must have been the owner of the Dragon Heart! It belongs to the bronze dragon!”

“I didn’t catch it. Rather, the dragon gave it to me as a gift.”

“A bronze dragon gave it to you as a gift? Its own heart and scales?”

“Don’t make that blatant disbelieving expression. It’s a complicated story. Anyway, since you have seen the scales-”

[Blaugrun’s Dragon Scale]

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Description: This is a scale of a Bronze Dragon. It is a material that has an extreme physical and magical defense. All dragon scales contain unique breath energy, to the extent that there is an absurd saying that a king might even trade their country for armor made of dragon scales.

“-It says it contains breath energy. Is that right?”

“I guess so. Isn’t it said that dragon breath is not just simple mana, but a combination of dragon scale’s energy, mana manipulation, and dragon breathing? ”

An average person would have focused on the “defensive strength” of the dragon scale. Since it was only small scales, Their imagination must have stopped to the extent of making and using gloves. However, Leeha did not.

He focused on the words after that, the fact that it contained “breath energy”.

“So, in the end, we’re talking about this-”

Seuk, seuk, seuk.

Leeha enthusiastically explained to Bottleneck and Beard Brothers while drawing on the table.

It was clear that a human would not be able to make it.

They have learned production skills in Middle Earth, but they can’t make them just because they had the skill. No, to be precise, they could make it automatically, but it is also affected by probability.

In other words, they had to make it without automatic production, but in order to do that, they must have the level of sophistication and skill to make it themself. It was also the reason why they could not recklessly rebuild modern products even if they had general knowledge.

However, what about now? Leeha did not request it from a human.

He requested it from someone who could create anything as long as Middle Earth’s system allowed it.

If so, How far will it be allowed?

“-Is it possible to do that?”

“What a devilish imagination.”

Bottleneck shook his head after listening to the long explanation.

The Beard Brothers trembled slightly. With a look that strongly agreed with Bottleneck’s words.

He smiled and gestured towards the village.

“Everyone! Everyone at least get! Hurry up and call the NPC-”

Baaaaaang–!

When the four-handed ogre hit its club, only traces of ketchup were left on the floor.

The user immediately turned gray, but the effects could be seen. It was such a brutal scene that even the users who knew it was a game would frown.

“Eub.

Whhhhaaaat-!

“The gate! Close the gate!”

kung-kung-kung-!

Even after killing the user, the ogre did not stop. The people in the village quickly closed the gate and locked it.

It was then that the NPC Guards arrived. Unlike the knights, seeing the NPCs light gear brought to the faces of the users.

“Hey! Come!”

“Okay, drink buff potions.”

“Everyone in the village guards! Over there!”

The users took out their weapons with great courage. They didn’t know what kind of monster it was, but it was a village near level 70 hunting ground anyway.

It was a field boss they had never seen before, but they thought it was because they hadn’t seen it because of their lack of experience. At most, it would be somewhere around level 100, that was what they thought. They were careless because they thought the guards could handle it.

“All guards of Flex Village, prepare for battle!”

HA-!

“There-”

Baaaaaang—–!!

Uwaa, uwaaaah?”

The gate, including the barrier, was destroyed in a single attack.

Uguuuuu-!

The four-handed ogre howled. Four clubs on its four arms swung like windmills.

“What, fuck! T-the guards-”

A guard NPC with a spear and a guard NPC with a sword and a shield soared into the sky with a puck and pick sound.

It was a natural fact that they would not be able to survive. Despite its size, the giant club swept everything in front of it in line with its movement.

Trees, shops, NPCs, users.......

THe ogre raged as if it were going to wipe out the entire village and was like a lion in Middle Earth.

“Run! What, fuck- I even took a screenshot-”

Kuoooooooh-!

[Ponahoka roared.]

[Fear status has been applied.]

[You will not be able to move for 1 minute.]

[Maximum HP has been reduced by 30% for 1 minute.]

[Stamina will be reduced to 50% or less.]

The trustworthy NPCs of the security forces had turned into autumn leaves. There was nothing that the users could do..

‘Shit, shit, shit-’

‘Ah, my experience points, fuck!’

Kuuug....... Kuung.......

They couldn’t turn their head even when they heard the sound of something approaching slowly.

When the users clearly felt the fear approaching from behind them, a purple light source flashed in the direction they were looking into.. “

“Huu, it’s a four-handed ogre! The same as last time, his estimated level is around 220!” as the light disappeared, one group of users, Ranged dealers, magicians, and tankers, a total of 25 people all wore capes.

The person in front held a sword and shield, and ran with a confident attitude, as if they had already experienced it.

“Kikis, got it. Kaaaaaak-”

The stunned users couldn’t open their mouths, but they were listening to their conversation.

The guild, who searched for large monsters that pop out of nowhere, was currently gaining popularity.

“-Tweeeeeee!”

The purpose of Bluebeard, and furthermore, the purpose of Middle Earth’s system was to weaken the users.

A representative example was the national war, and after the national war, the raid for Count Le.

But to Count Le and Middle Earth, that thinking was wrong. Instead, it was nothing more than ‘weeding out’.