Chapter 387 - 207: Madam Chacher’s Gift of Supplies, Future Dragon Knight?
Chapter 387: Chapter 207: Madam Chacher’s Gift of Supplies, Future Dragon Knight?
However, if possible, Lin Mo wanted a mount that was a bit faster...
Ideally, it would be about as fast as him, or even a little faster. It would be even better if it looked cooler, too.
Like a tiger, a lion, or even a Giant Dragon.
Having finally come to a Fantasy World, how could he not dream of being a Dragon Knight?
Imagine riding a majestic Giant Dragon, looking down on the enemies below. The sheer presence alone would be more than half the battle.
But for him right now, becoming a Dragon Knight was still too distant a dream.
The Giant Dragon Race was one of the most powerful races on the entire Continent. Even a Demon with a mere trace of Giant Dragon Bloodline would start at the High Tier Lord Level.
As for the Giant Dragon Race itself, once they reached adulthood, their Level would be at least Upper Epic Level, equivalent to a top-tier Heroic Level expert among humans.
And normally, if a human Heroic Level expert clashed with a Giant Dragon, their chances of winning would be almost zero, even at the same Level.
The bloodline of the Giant Dragon Race was simply too powerful, and they also possessed many racial "traits," "talents," and "Protections."
Furthermore, compared to ordinary Demons and Professionals, the Giant Dragon Race had almost no weaknesses in their Attributes.
Their Strength was immense and their Constitution was extremely robust. Their Agility was somewhat lower than the first two, but by no means weak, and some types of Giant Dragons even had special Protections for speed.
With their powerful bodies alone, they were virtually unbeatable by others of the same Level; only a very few races could face them head-on.
On top of that, the Giant Dragon Race had also mastered the power of Magic. Each type of Giant Dragon had different specializations, leading to classifications like Ice Dragons, Fire Dragons, and Earth Dragons.
If one had to point out a weakness, the Giant Dragon Race’s only relatively weak point was their Spiritual Attribute.
But that was only *relatively* weak...
To put it this way, the power of the Giant Dragon Race was evident just by looking at the weapon in Lin Mo’s hands.
A single scale from a juvenile Giant Dragon was enough to be used as a material for forging an Epic Weapon!
And the effects of this Frost Dragon Scale Sword were also incredibly powerful.
However, based on Lin Mo’s current growth curve, if he continued to Level up, he would essentially become a humanoid Giant Dragon—or perhaps even something greater!
Giant Dragons, after all, didn’t have the stacked boosts from six Professions. Once his Level was higher and he had accumulated more Profession boosts, Lin Mo was confident he could defeat even a Giant Dragon of the same Level with relative ease.
’When I get stronger, I’ll definitely have to see what it feels like to be a Dragon Knight...’
As Lin Mo was lost in his various fantasies, the carriage continued to travel at top speed.
Just as Lin Mo had predicted, they finally arrived at a village within Roland Town’s territory just as the evening glow began to wash over them.
This village was Falling Leaves Village, which Lin Mo had previously come to reinforce.
At that time, Falling Leaves Village had also suffered a rather severe Goblin disaster, and that was also the first time Lin Mo had encountered a Goblin Caster.
Back then, the village chief of Falling Leaves Village had even used a Magic Scroll as a reward to entrust him with rescuing a young girl who had been captured by Goblins.
Lin Mo still remembered it quite clearly.
The carriage stopped three or four kilometers away from Falling Leaves Village.
After securing the carriage, the group hurried toward the village.
As expected, the Falling Leaves Village that appeared before them was now in ruins.
More than half of the houses had been destroyed, the roads were in disarray, and the entire place had been reduced to rubble.
Fortunately, there weren’t many bloodstains or bodies to be seen. It seemed likely that many of the villagers had evacuated in advance.
’The question is, where are the Goblins?’
Walking through the ruined village with this question in mind, it wasn’t long before the figure of a short, green-skinned creature suddenly appeared before the group.
It was searching for something in the rubble. After rummaging for a good while, it pulled out a severed arm. Just as it was about to bring the arm to its mouth, it suddenly seemed to sense something and turned its head...