Chapter 129: Falco

While drinking, the patriarch of that small tribe finally revealed some shocking information.

"Those guys in the Fire Beard Tribe have all gone crazy recently!"

"They don't know where they got a batch of sophisticated weapons, and a kind of red potion that can make dwarves infinitely powerful."

"Dwarves who drink that kind of potion become abnormally aggressive, not recognizing their own kin, but their forging skills improve rapidly."

"Fire Melt relies on these things to win over so many tribes and form that bullshit 'Dwarf Tradition Protection Alliance'."

Red potion?

Falco's heart moved, and he immediately asked about the source of the potion.

"It is said that they exchanged it with a human organization called the 'Scorpion Society'."

"Fire Melt used the most precious ore in our Dwarf Mountains to exchange for those weapons and potions."

"Their goal is to integrate the entire Dwarf Mountains and then cut off all equipment and ore supplies to your Vanguard Valley!"

Upon learning this news, Falco was shocked.

He knew he had to find out the trading location between the Scorpion Society and the Fire Beard Tribe, as well as the truth about that mysterious potion.

So, he asked the dwarves of the neutral tribe to help him keep an eye on the movements of the Fire Beard Tribe.

A few days later, the opportunity came.

A warrior of the Fire Beard Tribe left the camp sneakily and walked toward an abandoned mine cave deep in the mountains.

Falco immediately followed quietly.

Deep in the mine cave, he saw a scene that shocked him.

That Fire Beard Tribe warrior was trading with a mysterious person shrouded in a black robe.

At the black-robed person's feet were several boxes filled with brand-new weapons.

And in his hand, he held several crystal bottles filled with red liquid.

On the cuff of the black-robed person, Falco clearly saw the black scorpion mark.

Just as Falco was preparing to investigate further.

A loose stone under his feet was accidentally stepped on, making a slight sound.

"Who!"

The black-robed person in the mine cave reacted extremely quickly.

He turned his head suddenly, and a pair of cold eyes instantly locked onto the position where Falco was hiding.

"Discovered!"

Falco's heart tightened, knowing it wouldn't end well.

He immediately drew his longsword and rushed out from his hiding place.

"Catch him! Don't let him run!"

The black-robed person let out a hoarse order.

That Fire Beard Tribe warrior, as well as several other warriors ambushed in the mine cave, immediately roared and surrounded Falco.

A fierce chase broke out in the dark and winding mine cave.

Although Falco was an S+ grade talent knight with powerful strength.

But these Fire Beard Tribe warriors who had drunk the potion also became abnormally fearless, and their strength and speed far exceeded ordinary dwarves.

Even more troublesome was the black-robed person from the Scorpion Society.

His strength had actually reached the level of a Bronze stage knight,

and his attack method was insidious and vicious, every move aimed at Falco's vital points.

Falco was outnumbered and soon fell into a disadvantage, being forced into a dead end.

"Kid, you're not bad, actually discovering our secret."

The black-robed person approached step by step, cruel light flashing in his eyes.

"It's just a pity that you're going to die here today."

Just in this desperate situation.

A cold smile appeared on Falco's face.

He took out a special horn gifted by Patriarch Bagelumu from his arms.

Then, he used all his strength to blow it.

"Hiss!"

The low and long horn sound echoed in the mine cave, penetrating the thick rock layers and spreading toward the distance.

"Not good! It's the distress signal of the Stone Hammer Tribe!"

The black-robed person's face changed instantly.

He didn't expect Falco to have this trick up his sleeve.

"Quick! Kill him!"

He urged the Fire Beard Tribe warriors to launch the final attack.

However, it was already too late.

Just at the moment Falco was about to be submerged.

A thunderous sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the mine cave.

"Who dares to touch the honored guest of our Stone Hammer Tribe!"

Patriarch Bagelumu's roar, like a great bell, resounded through the entire mine cave.

He led dozens of elite Stone Hammer Tribe warriors holding Obsidian Gold battle axes and arrived just in time.

A chaotic battle broke out instantly.

In the end, under the powerful offensive of the Stone Hammer Tribe, the Scorpion Society's black-robed person and the Fire Beard Tribe warriors were defeated.

After leaving behind a few corpses, they fled the mine cave in a panic.

Falco was thus saved.

"The process of the matter is just like this."

Bake repeated the content in the letter word for word.

The atmosphere in the secret chamber became incomparably heavy.

"Scorpion Society..."

Roko chewed on this name.

This organization not only wanted to stir up trouble in the human world but actually wanted to control the military lifeline of the entire Dwarf Mountains.

Their schemes were far greater than he had imagined.

That mysterious red potion was clearly the key to their control of the Fire Beard Tribe.

"Falco said at the end of the letter that Patriarch Bagelumu was furious after learning about this."

Bake continued.

"He has decided to immediately convene a joint meeting of all tribes in the Dwarf Mountains to publicly expose the conspiracy of the Fire Beard Tribe colluding with the Scorpion Society and denounce their betrayal."

"He hopes to get your support, Master."

Roko nodded.

"Write back to Falco and tell him to represent me and fully support Patriarch Bagelumu."

"Tell him that Vanguard Valley will always be the firmest ally of the Stone Hammer Tribe."

"In addition, tell him to find a way to get a sample of that red potion."

"I want to see what the hell that thing is."

"Yes, Master!"

Bake took the order and left.

Roko looked at the deep night outside the window, thoughtful light flashing in his eyes.

Scorpion Society, Light Temple, and those restless princes in the Royal Capital...

This game of chess was getting more and more complicated.

But Roko didn't feel troubled; instead, he felt a hint of excitement.

Only in troubled times can one fish in troubled waters.

Troubled times are the era when heroes emerge!

After Bake left, the stone door of the secret chamber also closed slowly, isolating all the noise and light from the outside world.

On the thick stone walls, several moonlight stones emitting faint light were embedded, illuminating this small space in a hazy way.

In the air, there was the faint smell of dust, mixed with a trace of cold, stone-like taste.

This was the secret chamber in the deepest part of the Lord's Mansion, a place Roko had prepared for his own seclusion.

He sat cross-legged on the cold stone floor, the blood-stained Obsidian Gold armor already removed, wearing only a simple linen garment.

The fatigue of the battle surged like a tide, washing over his limbs and bones.

But he didn't rest.

His spirit was currently in an unprecedented state of excitement.

The life-and-death battle with Bishop Marcus and Knight Captain Valerius had pushed him to the limit.

And it had also opened a brand-new door for him.

He could clearly feel that the Battle Qi in his body had reached a subtle critical point, like a bottle filled with water, needing only one last drop to overflow.

Bronze stage knight late stage.

This realm, which he had stayed in for a long time, finally showed signs of loosening.

Roko slowly closed his eyes.

He adjusted his breathing, making it long and steady.

The 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】 began to operate on its own in his body.

Strands of golden flame Battle Qi rose from his limbs and bones, like trickling streams, merging into the meridians and finally flowing toward the dantian sea of energy.

His mind was completely immersed.

In his mind, scenes of the battle flashed by like a revolving lantern:

Valerius's fatal spear strike.

The terrifying Holy Light when Bishop Marcus drove the "First Saint's Tear," which could destroy heaven and earth.

The wonderful resonance when he and Fula combined to slash out that dark golden sword aura.

Every dodge, every block, every counterattack.

All the battle insights were turning into the purest nourishment at this moment, nourishing his Battle Qi that was about to transform.

Inside the dantian sea of energy, the golden Battle Qi vortex was spinning faster and faster.

The Battle Qi within it was also becoming more solid and viscous.

Everything was developing in a good direction.

However, just as Roko was preparing to go all out and guide this power, which had accumulated to its peak, to impact that invisible realm barrier.

A change occurred without warning.

Strands of extremely fine energy emitting pure white light suddenly seeped out from the deepest part of his Battle Qi.

That was the residual Holy Light power of the "First Saint's Tear."

When he hard-hit the holy relic and later beheaded Valerius, this overbearing and pure energy inevitably invaded part of his body.

Previously, because the battle was intense and the Battle Qi was surging, this foreign energy was suppressed and didn't manifest.

But at this critical moment when he was impacting the realm, this buried "nail" finally erupted.

The pure white Holy Light energy and Roko's dominant and scorching golden flame Battle Qi were two completely different, or even completely opposite, extreme forces.

The moment they met, there was no buffer at all.

Like water and fire, light and darkness.

A conflict that was intense to the extreme erupted in his dantian sea of energy.

"Pfft!"

Roko's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out without warning.

His face turned pale instantly.

An indescribable intense pain came from his dantian.

The golden flame Battle Qi tried to burn those foreign "invaders" to ashes.

And those pure white Holy Light energies resisted stubbornly, even trying to turn around and purify and assimilate Roko's Battle Qi.

The conflict between the two energies instantly lost control.

They were no longer confined to the dantian but were crazily colliding and ravaging in his meridians.

Roko's body became a tragic battlefield.

His meridians let out unbearable groans under the tearing of this violent force.

They twisted and deformed inch by inch.

Even some fragile meridians began to show dense cracks.

Scorching and cold, two completely different feelings erupted in his body at the same time.

He felt as if he were being thrown into a sea of lava, his whole body's blood burning.

A moment later, he felt as if he were being thrown into an ice cave of ten thousand years, even his soul about to be frozen.

"Damn it!"

Roko gritted his teeth, blood seeping from between his teeth.

He desperately operated the 【Flame Griffin Breathing Method】, trying to regain control of his body.

But every effort he made was like adding fuel to the fire, making the conflict between the two energies even more intense.

His consciousness began to blur.

Before his eyes, various bizarre illusions even appeared.

He saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood, saw countless wronged souls wailing.

He also saw holy angels chanting hypocritical hymns.

This was a sign of going into demonic deviation.

Once his will was swallowed by these illusions, he would completely lose himself and degenerate into a madman who only knew how to kill.

Or, he would be blown up by these two violent energies and die without a whole corpse.

The shadow of death had never shrouded his heart so clearly as it did at this moment.

Just at the critical moment when Roko's consciousness was about to be swallowed by boundless darkness.

In the corner of the secret chamber, in a small nest paved with soft animal skin, a small beast that had been sleeping soundly suddenly moved uneasily.

It was Tain.

Its small body was curled up, its silver-gray eyelids tightly closed, and low, dream-like whimpers came from its throat.

It felt it.

Through that resonance deeply engraved in its bloodline and soul, it clearly felt the huge pain and danger Roko was enduring at this moment.

A kind of anxiety and panic stemming from instinct made it wake up from its dream suddenly.

It opened those dark golden beast pupils.

In those pupils, the ignorance and dependence of ordinary days were gone, replaced by a kind of ancient and majestic light that was completely inconsistent with its small body size.

"Hiss!"

Tain let out a low roar, its small body turning into an afterimage, and instantly appeared by Roko's side.

It looked at Roko's painfully twisted face, and the golden and white light flickering on his body due to the energy conflict, and was so anxious that it spun in circles on the spot.

It stretched out its small claws, wanting to touch Roko, but was bounced away by the violent energy fluctuations.

In its anxiety, a power hidden in the deepest part of its bloodline was completely triggered.

"Awoo!"

Accompanied by an even higher-pitched beast roar.

On Tain's body, those dark red scale-like patterns suddenly lit up with unprecedented brilliance.

A cluster of dark red flames appeared out of thin air at its claw tips.

These flames were different from Roko's golden flames, and also different from any ordinary fire.

They were not so scorching and dominant; instead, they carried a kind of deep, restrained, ancient aura that seemed capable of swallowing everything and containing everything.

Tain didn't hesitate at all.

It pressed this cluster of dark red flames, which represented its own origin power, gently onto Roko's chest, which was slightly hot due to the intense pain.

Right there was the location of the Flame Griffin Emblem.

When this third force intervened in the chaotic battlefield inside Roko's body.

A wonderful change occurred. ===== CHAPTER 130 =====

A wondrous change occurred.