Chapter 408: The Thing Only Found in the Dragon King’s Head
**[Kill]**
**[Kill the Dragon Clan’s War General, Experience +]**
During the battle, a flood of information kept popping up, and Lin Moyu didn’t have time to look at it.
It was only after the battle ended that he had a chance to glance at it.
For those below level 70, regardless of the profession within the Dragon Clan, the level and experience ratio are fixed. It’s always 40,000 times the level.
Military merits vary slightly.
Starting from level 60, military merits reach 3,000.
And the Dragon Clan’s war generals are at least level 70, with experience and military merits vastly different from those below level 70.
The Dragon Clan’s war generals are equivalent to top-tier professionals among humans. Humans reaching level 70 must undergo a third profession change, while the Dragon Clan undergoes a second bloodline awakening.
The third profession change for humans is 100% successful, with no possibility of failure.
But for the Dragon Clan, bloodline awakening can fail.
So within the Dragon Clan, those who become war generals are elites, equivalent to geniuses among humans. Their experience is already 100,000 times their level.
A level 71 Dragon Clan war general directly brought Lin Moyu 7.1 million experience points, and his military merits skyrocketed to 100,000.
After the battle, not only did his experience increase significantly, jumping from 2% to 20%, but his military merits also surged.
The light on his military badge was dazzling, and a purple star appeared.
One-star God General!
From this moment on, Lin Moyu became a one-star God General.
The skeletons climbed up the pillar and rescued Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue.
Shi Xing’an, having narrowly escaped death, was both happy and a bit guilty, "Brother Lin, I’m really sorry this time."
Lin Moyu understood his meaning, "If it were me, you would come to save me too."
Shi Xing’an trembled.
Lin Moyu was right; if it were Lin Moyu in a desperate situation, he would also come to save him.
Even if it meant certain death, he would still go.
Lin Moyu said, "The fact that you’re safe is the best outcome."
Liang Yue said, "But it seems the Dragon Clan sent a Dragon King. Why haven’t we seen it?"
A massive energy burst out, and then everything returned to calm.
Lin Moyu turned to see Bai Yiyuan flying over with a shattered corpse.
"Here it is."
Bai Yiyuan flew over, casually tossing the corpse to the ground like garbage. He clapped his hands, "Done! Turns out the Dragon Clan’s Dragon King isn’t that tough, not much of a fight." The Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, equivalent to a human god-level being, was now in a pitiful state.
Its wings were broken, its body had a huge hole, and its limbs were all broken.
The only part that remained intact was its head.
Its eyes were wide open, not at peace even in death.
Even in death, its eyes still showed fear.
Bai Yiyuan pointed, and two drops of Dragon King’s blood flew out, landing in front of Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue.
Though called drops, each was as big as half a fist.
The Dragon King’s blood shimmered with a faint glow, exuding an overwhelming aura.
"Come on, fresh Dragon King’s blood. You two are lucky, each gets a drop. It’ll do you a lot of good."
Bai Yiyuan said loudly.
Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue quickly bowed to Bai Yiyuan, "Greetings, Lord Bai."
Bai Yiyuan laughed, "No need to be so polite. You’re friends of Xiao Yu, so just take it. Drink the Dragon King’s blood quickly; it won’t stay fresh for long."
He then said to Lin Moyu, "You don’t need to drink it; it won’t do much for you."
Lin Moyu knew his attributes were already too high, and he had consumed far better things. The Dragon King’s blood was indeed useless to him.
Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue excitedly swallowed the blood.
It didn’t taste bloody; instead, it was somewhat sweet.
As soon as the blood entered their throats, powerful energy surged through their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, their injuries healed, and all their attributes increased by 500.
It was even better than the effects of low-level magical potions.
Seeing their astonished expressions, Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, "How is it? Not bad, right?"
"Too bad it only works when fresh; after a few minutes, it’s useless."
Saying this, Bai Yiyuan punched the Dragon King’s head.
The head exploded, and Bai Yiyuan took out a gem-like object from it.
The gem was hexagonal, crystal clear, and very beautiful.
Lin Moyu’s heart skipped a beat; this gem was very similar to the Life Core.
"Do you know what this is?" Bai Yiyuan asked.
The others shook their heads, and Shi Xing’an replied, "Never seen it before."
Bai Yiyuan said, "It’s normal not to have seen it; it’s my first time seeing it too." It was his first time fighting a Dragon King.
Before today, Dragon Kings could only be encountered in the deep space of the Ancient Battlefield.
Bai Yiyuan rarely went there, so he hardly ever encountered them.
Even if he did, it didn’t always result in a life-or-death battle.
This time, Bai Yiyuan achieved his first kill of a Dragon King.
"Although I’ve never seen it, I know it’s called a Dragon Crystal."
"Only the Dragon King’s head has this thing."
"Dragon Kings aren’t gods; once their bodies cool, their blood is useless. But their bones and skin are still valuable, worth more than platinum-grade weapons."
"But even if you add up all the bones and skin, they can’t compare to this Dragon Crystal."
Bai Yiyuan’s words made Shi Xing’an and Liang Yue’s eyes widen.
Lin Moyu knew his teacher was teasing them again.
If Meng Anwen were here, he would definitely scold Bai Yiyuan.
With Bai Yiyuan’s limited knowledge, he couldn’t be taken seriously.
Bai Yiyuan put away the Dragon Crystal and the Dragon King’s corpse.
Lin Moyu then asked, "Brother Shi, how did you get captured by the Dragon Clan? What about the other three in your team?"
Mentioning the other three, Shi Xing’an’s eyes showed pain, "They all died in battle."
"I don’t know how the Dragon Clan found out about my relationship with you. They attacked us on our way to the dungeon."
"The Dragon Clan’s professionals are very strong; we couldn’t win."
"My three brothers..."
Shi Xing’an’s eyes filled with anger, "One day, I will invade the Dragon Clan and avenge my brothers."
Lin Moyu sighed.
He hadn’t interacted much with those three, hardly spoke to them.
But whenever Shi Xing’an had something to say, they would stand behind him without hesitation.
They were three quiet but good brothers.
Lin Moyu said softly, "There will be a chance. Brother Shi, you’re now targeted by the Dragon Clan. Don’t stay in the Yuan Battlefield; return to the Empire."
"You’re also close to your profession change. If you want to invade the Dragon Clan, you must become an Earth Knight."
Shi Xing’an was already level 39, close to reaching level 40.
The Empire was much safer than the Yuan Battlefield.
Moreover, Shi Xing’an needed to prepare for his profession change.
Bai Yiyuan said, "I promised Xiao Yu that I’d take care of your profession change. When you reach level 40, contact Xiao Yu, and I’ll help you with the change."
With Meng Anwen’s help, they could set up the perfect profession change array and use rare materials to increase Shi Xing’an’s chances of becoming an Earth Knight.
Shi Xing’an was determined, "I will become an Earth Knight."
Bai Yiyuan smiled, seeing Shi Xing’an’s determination as a good thing.
He could tell Shi Xing’an was a good person, and Lin Moyu had made a good friend.
"Old Meng, take us back."
Bai Yiyuan shouted.
The God Summer Tower appeared, and brilliant light enveloped them.
The Yuan Battlefield became quiet again.
This dark land had an automatic purification ability.
Soon, everything here would be erased.
The Dragon Clan suffered a great defeat, losing soldiers and generals.
A Dragon King, twelve Dragon War Generals, an army of ten thousand, and twenty warships.
The losses were significant.
Lin Moyu was still alive and unharmed.
At the Dragon Clan’s base.
A terrifying aura spread, and a dragon’s shadow appeared in the sky.
An angry roar echoed, lingering for a long time.
In the teleportation array, neat troops were being transported.
These Dragon Clan soldiers wore identical armor, looked exactly the same, even down to the smallest details.
Their levels were either 59 or 60, with little difference.
Their appearance was somewhat eerie.
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