CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 141: PLUTONIUM DRAGON HATCHING (2/3)

Pamir Academy, in Anvis’s underground magic laboratory.

"Welcome, respected Manager Anvis—"

The soft and tender voice of Silver greeted him.

The randomly selected voice today sounded a bit like Fiona.

Anvis habitually nodded and walked towards the Magic Energy Cultivation Pool.

"Silver, initiate the Magic Energy Transformation Pool and report on the cultivation status of the Curse Plutonium Dragon."

"Command accepted—"

As Silver spoke, a corner of the laboratory, the floor made of demon-repelling metal alloy, opened up, and the Magic Energy Transformation Pool slowly rose from underground.

"At 7:46, the dragon egg exhibited unusual life magic power fluctuations, comparison with the database indicates a similarity of 78% to the hatching curve of dragon species."

Suggestion: Add Curse Ore, Demon Crystal, and Conversion Liquid up to 173%, and additional Blood Silver-2, Green Radiant Demon Gold-1 elements."

"Permission to add granted."

"Command accepted—"

A slight metal friction sound was heard, and a large amount of various materials were fed into the pool through the delivery pipelines.

Gurgle, gurgle...

The cultivation liquid emitting a dim blue luminescence quickly rose in level and became unusually bright.

As the raw materials continued to be supplemented, the life force within the three dragon eggs at the bottom of the Magic Energy Pool began to rapidly increase.

Crack—

Mixed with the sound of the addition of curse elements into the transformation pool, a slight crackling noise suddenly came from the bottom of the pool.

Anvis slightly slowed down the pace at which he was adding Curse Ore and Demon Crystals, while carefully distinguishing the sounds from the pool.

Soon, a second, clearer sound came.

Crack, snap—

The source of the sound was one of the three black dragon eggs, located in the lower left corner.

A fine crack, branching like a twig, appeared on the densely scaled patterned black shell of the dragon egg.

This crack disrupted the engraved structure on the surface of the eggshell.

The lines of the Secret Ceremony Array, once glowing bright white, dimmed, no longer drawing the Curse Magic Liquid from the pool.

Seemingly sensing the halt in the influx of the Curse Liquid, the dragon egg quieted for a moment.

Afterwards, the tiny life inside the egg began to struggle more vigorously.

Crack—

Fine cracks increasingly spread across the surface of the dragon egg.

At the same time, the shells of the other two eggs also began to show cracks.

Crack—

Moments later, with a loud and crisp sound, as if a thick metal plate was being torn apart.

Under Anvis’s gaze, the upper half of the dragon egg in the lower left completely split open.

A small black dragon head with tiny horns poked out from the opening in the eggshell, instinctively gulping down the surrounding Curse Liquid.

After swallowing several mouthfuls, it seemed slightly uncomfortable with the narrow space inside the eggshell.

The young giant dragon opened its cold dark gold vertical pupils, its slightly tender black flesh wings stirred, and it completely freed itself from the eggshell, immersing its entire body in the dim blue Curse Liquid.

Under the stimulation of the specifically proportioned Curse Elements in the pool, its scales, dark as Black Abyss Iron, gradually became sturdier, and its energy aura began to rise rapidly.

At the same time, the young dragons in the other two dragon eggs also broke through their shells sequentially and began to gulp down the thick Curse Liquid in the pool.

All three dragon eggs were successfully cultivated—

Even the Aqiu scholars from the Ancient Era who derived the nurturance plan for the Curse Plutonium Dragons couldn’t guarantee such a success rate.

Unlike the human civilization that has dominated the continent for nearly ten thousand years and explored countless Ancient Era relics, standing on the shoulders of giants.

The Aqiu civilization, whether in terms of resource richness or magical prowess, was far inferior to that of humans.

Lacking high-rank precise element separation arrays, Aqiu scholars could only refine and separate Curse Metal through secret techniques they created themselves.

However, the purity of the elements separated by that secret technique was far from achieving the weapon-grade quality, close to one hundred percent, that Anvis is using now; at most, they could reach around sixty to seventy percent.

...

When all three dragon eggs had hatched, the replenishment of the raw materials in the Magic Energy Transformation Pool had already ceased.

Looking at the three young dragons still absorbing the essence of the cursed energy at the bottom of the pool, Anvis slowly walked to the side of the Transformation Pool, into the center of the [Star Array] structure connected to the large Array at the bottom of the pool.

Simultaneously, his will penetrated deep into the magic circuit of the Array.

The Secret Ceremony Array that enveloped the entire Transformation Pool and was used to control the Curse Plutonium Dragons lit up.

Colorless and transparent high-intensity spiritual ripples were released from the Array.

Their frequency was adjusted to a specific, delicate range, specially designed for the transformed Curse Plutonium Dragons.

This set of frequency data was the key of keys!

Nearly the entire population of Aqiu scholars, one after another, had spent countless precious resources and time to painstakingly deduce it.

At the bottom of the Magic Energy Pool, the three young dragons enveloped in high-intensity spiritual fluctuations shook their heads irritably.

However, busy absorbing the remaining essence of the conversion liquid in the pool, their disturbance also ended there.

Time passed again for about half a Magic Time, and the Curse Liquid in the pool became very thin, its originally dark blue glow had faded to almost indiscernible.

In its place, the deep black scales of the three young dragons began to emit a faint blue Curse glow.

Adding a touch of deadly beauty to their smooth and graceful body surfaces.

After nearly exhausting the Curse Power in the pool, the three noticeably larger young dragons, almost the size of a horse, flapped their wings and floated up from the bottom of the pool.

"Gah- roar— Gah-woo—"

The moment they breathed real air for the first time, they all opened their mouths wide and emitted three slightly immature roars towards this beautiful world.

At the same time, the figure standing straight by the poolside, radiating an intense sense of affection with its pure white and ’petite’ stature, also reflected in their dark gold vertical pupils.

Thus, they flapped their wings and swam towards Anvis.

"Gah-woo—"

After reaching the poolside, the three young dragons clumsily climbed ashore using their wings and claws, crouching next to Anvis, and roared not-so-cutely.

And attempted to rub their heads against Anvis, clumsily showing their affection.

Looking at the three young dragons gathered around him, whose intelligence seemed no different from ordinary animals.

Anvis tugged at his fully enclosed experimental protection cloak, feeling slightly strange inside.

Don’t Alien Species Dragons need to eat their eggshells?

After thinking, he extended his spiritual power, lifting the eggshells from the bottom of the pool, and placed them in front of the three young dragons.

The three young dragons sniffed their own eggshells doubtfully, then looked at each other,

Then, somewhat reluctantly, they started eating those metallic-like black eggshells.

Well, it seems they don’t need to eat the eggshells because they absorbed too much nurturing liquid at birth and had an excess of nutrients.

Watching the three young dragons chewing reluctantly, Anvis instructed Seril to record the entire process and results of cultivating the Curse Plutonium Dragons into the family’s information database.