Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Story of the Red Blood-Fire Dragon egg…
When the MC of the book touched the egg, he had not felt a heartbeat.

The dragon was not alive. All that was there was a mass of power and lingering will that wanted to connect and be free. This was what he absorbed into his body to get cultivation.

But now, Chiron could clearly feel a heartbeat.

It was slow and very subtle, like the heart of a dying person. But it was there. It was definitely there.

Chiron suddenly looked around him. deep in his gut, something was wrong, and he could feel it.

And then his eyes caught sight of the runes on the pillars.

When the MC of the book had gotten here, he had not yet roamed the world for hundreds of years, and therefore, he did not know how to speak or read runes.

To him, these were just symbols.

But not to Chiron.

He was fortunate enough to have experienced the life of the MC in his dreams. He knew how to read and even speak rune. At least he knew it enough to read the story on the pillars.

He noticed that the runes on the Pillars were from the egg.

In other words, the pillars were not here to just hold the egg in place, but to stop the runes from spreading.

Why!?

It was because the runes were the egg’s way of calling for help!

Chiron touched the egg, and closed his eyes, “Tell me your story!” he whispered, “I’m here to help you!”

At first, nothing happened, and then it suddenly did.

The runes on the pillar changed and one ring of fire suddenly became fainter.

These rings of fire apparently represented the egg’s strength. Or at least it represented the strength of the dragon inside.

Chiron walked towards the pillar and read the runes on them.

*SHOCK!*

What he read absolutely shocked him.

This information he just got, was not something that even the MC of the book knew till he died.

With how honorable the MC liked to think of himself in the book, he would have definitely hated himself if he knew. After all, he too later had friends that were dragons.

What happened was that many years.

In fact, to be precise, it was a thousand years ago, the elves with their sophisticated science and magic had declared war on the entire world.

Their reason for doing this was a claim that mother nature was being trampled upon by the races of the world and that the love they had for the world was pushing them into eradicating all races that abused mother nature and her resources.

However, the war was just their excuse to conquer more land and nations. They were just looking for a reason to amass more resources for their empire.

Out of their ever unjustifiable pride, they pointed their arrows at not just one specie, but at the entire world.

Everybody had felt the wrath of the elves. They had really proven to be at the pinnacle of existence.

Naturally, the dragons were not exempted from the hunt.

In such a crazy period for the world, One dragon was pregnant. It was a blood dragon.

It carried within it a special kind of dragon. In fact, such a breed was so rarely seen.

That was because the egg it was carrying had inherited the characteristics of both parents. This was very rare.

The father was a red fire dragon, and the mother was a blood dragon.

This meant that the child was going to become a red blood fire dragon.

Such an existence if born in dragon society was practically a noble or even royalty.

Naturally, it was a target for the elves.

Unfortunately, the female blood dragon had been seriously wounded escaping from the high-ranked cultivators of the elven race.

She managed to barely fly away to this far-off continent that had barely felt any wickedness from the core of the fight.

She was weak and was close to delivering. Therefore, she found this volcano and made it her nest.

She delivered her child here. However, the elves had found her.

The fight was fierce, but a blood dragon usually only got stronger the more blood was shed in a fight.

She managed to kill off all her enemies, but at the cost of her own life force.

She was weak and dying.

The chaos of the fight had drawn the attention of a hunter living not so far away.

It was a human swordsman. He was the first ancestor of the Chikitsa Clan.

His cultivation was low. Somewhere around the copper rank.

He found the dying dragon. Even though she was dying, she still had well enough strength to kill him.

However, he was a very clever man.

He had observed when she came to the volcano and was aware that her egg was in there.

“What then will happen to your egg if you kill me,” Chikit had asked. “I will die, and you will die, and the next time the elves come, they will take your egg away. I heard that the magic and energy science of the elves are incredible. I don’t know about you, but I know that I will definitely never want to let my child become the subject of an experiment of their wickedness.”

Those words had touched the heart of a caring and worrisome mother. After all, no one knew how special her child was except her. If the egg was to fall into the hands of the elves, she did not dare imagine the consequences.

She knew that this human only wanted to spare his own life, and the logical decision was probably to kill him. But instead, she had a brighter idea.

She decided to use her blood abilities and link him with her child. In her heart, it was a better win for her child to be the beast servant of a human than the experimental subject of a maniac specie.

At least with enough strength, he could protect her child if those elves ever came back.

And so she used the remaining of her power to firstly increase the spirit energy quality in the veins of Chikit.

And then she connected his blood with that of her own and forced the acceptance on the egg.

That way, the egg saw Chikit as not just a master, but also kin.

It was at this moment that the First Tamashi was born.