Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1864: 0416 Energy Sect Sacred Relic – Seven Treasures Gourd (Long chapter, asking for monthly ticket and subscription)_3 Chapter 1864: 0416 Energy Sect Sacred Relic – Seven Treasures Gourd (Long chapter, asking for monthly ticket and subscription)_3 “Lord Silverbeard, the intelligence you provided about the Pangong Plane is very useful, and we also admire your courage and perseverance for not submitting to the powers of darkness in your quest to return home.

Therefore, the Sorren Holy Tower, with the approval of the council, has decided to bestow upon you the Central Earth Medal, in recognition of your righteous deeds.

With this medal, you may go to the Sorren Holy Tower to claim the corresponding rewards, and you will enjoy special treatment in many affairs.”

Wizard Silverbeard was stunned, evidently not expecting this.

Gandalf smiled and said:

“Lord Silverbeard, please accept it.”

Silverbeard thanked:

“Thank you, I hope my experiences can serve as a warning for everyone to be vigilant against the conspiracies of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans.”

A few days later.

The Central Earth Daily published an article about Wizard Silverbeard, with the headline reading:

“Deceived into the devil’s den, suddenly coming to his senses, longing for his hometown, a Dwarf Kingdom’s primordial soul’s long journey home…”

The article also specifically mentioned.

Wizard Silverbeard is now working at the Fire Dragon Shop, and with his knowledge and hard work, has started a new life of inner peace and happiness.

The alien races and Humans of Nora World were originally as close as family.

Such treacherous and ingratitude acting as a turncoat like the Sea Clan is unacceptable.

The article concluded:

“The goal of the congress is to forge a perfect Nora World where everyone shares beauty and lives in harmony while accepting differences.”

Hoping that in the coming Blood Battle, all tribes can unite as one and jointly fight against the Abyss!

As a member of the alien races who has seldom received the Central Earth Medal in ten thousand years,

Wizard Silverbeard caused a sensation, especially among the Dwarf Kingdom.

Many Dwarfs who read the newspaper were crying with emotion in the taverns, sipping beer and wiping away tears:

“At last, our Dwarf Kingdom has its day.”

Through this gesture.

The Wizard Council showed its soft and inclusive side, lowering the guard of the alien races.

The Dwarf Kingdom proudly raised its head.

And seizing the opportunity, the Fire Dragon Shop got in a word of promotion.

Everyone was happy, all parties won.

…

Some are joyous, and some are sorrowful.

In a distant place from Nora,

Pangong Plane.

A splendid Golden Palace stands tall atop Ramos Sacred Mountain.

Ramos, in the Dwarf language, means “giant dragon.”

Ten thousand years ago, a powerful Dwarf warrior, “Great Hero Pangong,” led his people to this realm.

Wielding a huge axe and carrying shields, Pangong slew a mighty adult pure-blood evil dragon that had enslaved the mortals in this land and freed the people from dire straits!

Afterward, this group of Dwarfs wandering the Land of Darkness settled here, established the Dwarf Empire and named the plane “Pangong.”

Nowadays, the one who controls the Pangong Empire is Pangong’s descendant, “Emperor Dagon.”

Emperor Dagon is currently just four thousand years old and is already a Level 8 Middle Stage powerhouse, with his lofty name revered in several nearby small planes.

Emperor Dagon is considered the emperor most likely to reach the accomplishments of his ancestors.

At this moment.

He, wearing gleaming Golden Armor, looks down at his ministers with ferocious eyes.

“Hurry, bring me more artisans!

That damned Silverbeard, he dared to betray my kindness and the Dwarf Kingdom, I will not let him go!”

The ministers trembled with fear and quickly retreated, arranging for people to find other artisans.

Emperor Dagon exhaled a breath of fiery anger, his figure flickering to the Earth Core of Pangong Plane.

His “Golden Armor” was clearly a rare treasure, emitting dazzling Divine Light that blocked out the high temperatures.

In the middle of the Lava Sea, a Red Giant Dragon lay coiled, surrounded by scaffolding-like craftsman tools.

Dwarf and other alien race artisans were working on it, hammering and embedding metal pieces etched with mysterious runes that were incredibly hard.

The giant dragon seemed to have fallen into a state of hibernation, unable to awaken.

Even in a coiled state, its body was a kilometer long, unimaginable if fully stretched.

“Flame King Dragon·Ogre, the greatest treasure left to Pangong Empire by my ancestors, a nearly mature pure-blood dragon, I will surely tame you!

I must become the unparalleled Dragon Rider Warrior!”

In fact, among the folk tales of Pangong Plane, there is a taboo version of the establishment of Pangong Empire.

The evil spirit that ruled this land was actually the master of this world, the Guardian God of countless mortals, called the “Flame Guardian,” protecting this world from the invasion of external enemies.

The “Great Hero Pangong” was in fact the commander of a “Dwarf Pirate Group” wandering the Land of Darkness.

However, history was altered by Pangong’s descendants.

The giant dragon before their eyes was the true ruler of Pangong Plane, the offspring of the Flame Guardian!

It was put into a deep slumber in this place by the Pangong Royal Family using secret techniques and continuously sealed.

All to one day tame the real giant dragon and birth the strongest “Dragon Rider Warrior” in Dwarf legend.

Emperor Dagon spent untold manpower and resources in search of artisans and plundering resources to forge this set of Dragon Armor.

Named “Wings of Destruction.”

These were blueprints obtained by Pangong many years earlier in a lost cataclysmic relic.

The Destruction Armor was forged onto the body of the giant dragon, refined with secret techniques and runes, and embedded into its flesh, merging armor with flesh, making it even more powerful than ordinary giant dragons.

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In the end, via this extremely inhumane method, the dragon was controlled, becoming the steed of the armor’s master.