The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 0514 The Picnic Proceeds (Second Update)

Liszt ultimately did not add any new species to the list of those infected.

He was somewhat worried that if the Formless Dragon was not as excited as he had imagined, the bloodline infection magic power released might not be enough to infect many species.

"Besides, I already have a Little Fire Dragon of my own. Once this chap breeds, creating some dragon-related species should not be difficult. There's no need to rush the process." Formless Dragons, difficult to capture as they are, should be exhausted for resources if possible, but even if they can't be, it's not a big deal.

The Mini Little Fire Dragon lived in his heart, giving him ample confidence.

By now, he had completed the list of species to infect—he had three pregnant dairy cows, two pregnant sows, ten incubating Green-headed Duck eggs, a hen currently laying eggs and five chicken eggs, a duck currently laying eggs and five duck eggs… Well, okay, the domain does not raise geese for the time being.

"The ducks and chickens must be confirmed to be the healthiest ones, and their eggs must be fertilized!" The next morning, before the ship was loaded, Liszt repeated the selection criteria.

"Don't worry, Your Lordship. These batches of chicken and duck eggs are from the best hens and ducks currently incubating, and we've even brought their nests in cages with them."

"Make sure the dairy cows and the pigs are well-protected and not injured."

"Understood."

The cargo ship, with all the prepared materials, raced towards Black Horse Island and finally arrived before nightfall. Liszt had already arrived at Black Horse Island ahead of time on the Fresh Flower Vessel. The picnic spot he chose for the Formless Dragon was located north of Green Tea Town, which is at the northernmost tip of Black Horse Island.

This area is an extension of the grassland of Ice Grass Hill. There were originally some scattered shrubs, but since the mining of Volcanic Glass, all the shrubs had been dug up and burned as firewood.

The cultivated wasteland had started to sprout a few weeds as the temperature hovered around zero degrees.

The snow had just melted, making the area quite muddy, but Goltai, having received notice the night before, had already brought the serfs over for construction—they mainly came to dig tunnels. Liszt had the blueprint sent over by ship overnight, requiring the excavation of a cross-shaped tunnel with a round one in the center.

The cross-shaped and round tunnels neatly divided the picnic spot into northwestern, southwestern, southeastern, and northeastern areas.

Liszt also requested the placement of eight fire points for Smoked Grass above the round tunnels, where he could hide and light them one by one, releasing the smell of Smoked Grass. Meanwhile, directly above the center of the cross-shaped tunnel, where the dining table would be situated.

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All the food and drinks would be placed here.

The Smoked Grass Juice in sealed glass bottles would be personally sprinkled around the dining table by Liszt, along with several large pots that would be continuously cooking Smoked Grass. An entrance to the tunnels right below the table allowed Liszt to hide easily within and transition through the cross-shaped passages to the round ones.

In the four areas of the picnic spot, wooden houses would be built to house the sows, dairy cows, chickens, ducks, and Green-headed Duck eggs, evenly distributing the bloodline infection magic power released by the Formless Dragon when excited.

"My lord, may I know what all these tunnels and items you have brought are for?" Blair, responsible for arranging the Chefs to prepare the food, asked out of curiosity.

Liszt dismissed him casually, "I need to practice Advanced Dou Qi here; this is a special training method. You do not need to ask too much, and remember to keep it a secret, understand?"

Blair's spirits immediately lifted, "Understood, Your Lordship!"

He had no idea what Advanced Dou Qi was or how to practice it, but whatever Liszt said it was, he believe it. The same went for everyone else—they took Liszt's word for it as the reason for the training methods of a Sky Knight surely differ from those of the average Knight.

Even if there were some doubts, no one dared to question Liszt.

Thus, including the half-day of busyness before, after a total of three and a half days, the picnic site had completely transformed. The center of the ground, covered with dry straw, was laid out with row upon row of delicious food, interspersed with jars of fine wine, as well as living old bulls, young bulls, dairy cows, calves, and newborn bull calves.

Additionally, there were piles of sealed glass bottles, all filled with Smoked Grass Juice.

The dawn's sunlight shone upon the earth.

Liszt came alone to the picnic site.

Everyone, including his mount, was miles away from here. He soared high into the sky, speeding on his journey, checking on the pigs, cows, chickens, ducks, and eggs in four different areas waiting to be infected, ensuring everything was normal. Then, with the last bit of Fire Dragon Magic Power, he fed the Mini Little Fire Dragon until it was full.

He made sure it wouldn't sense the Formless Dragon's Magic Power and cause a fuss—he couldn't predict what might happen when dragons met and had to avoid it as much as possible.

"Almost there."

"Once I ignite the Smoked Grass around me, the Smoke Mission will be complete, and the Formless Dragon will arrive soon; there isn't much time left for me."

Liszt took a deep breath.

He donned his mask, conjured the Eye of Magic, and carefully observed the skies to ensure the Formless Dragon had yet to appear. Then he grabbed a sealed glass bottle, quickly opened it, and flung the juice around the picnic table. He also opened a jar of sauce made from Smoked Grass and smeared it onto some of the cows.

Next, he threw tender Smoked Grass into a pot of boiling water.

The disgusting smell spread, causing Liszt's stomach acid to rise, even with the mask; he almost vomited. The cows smeared with sauce foamed at the mouth and nearly fainted from the stench.

Fighting back the urge to throw up, he splashed out the last bottle of Perpetual Grass Juice, pulled out a Flame Striker, and lit a large bunch of Smoked Grass next to the table.

Looking up at the sky, the Formless Dragon still hadn't arrived.

But he didn't dare linger. He quickly dove into a nearby tunnel, lifted a prepared stone, and sealed the tunnel shut. He then ran along the tunnel, racing towards the circular tunnel and lighting the Smoked Grass fire points along it in succession. He completed all these actions within five minutes.

Even with the physique of a Sky Knight, such exertion left him sweating profusely.

Finally, he hid in a bunker, ready in advance, peering through a window at the picnic table not far off and the sky above it.

The air was filled with the scent of Smoked Grass.

The flames crackled as they burned, thick smoke billowed up into the sky, accompanied by the sounds of cows mooing, pigs grunting, chickens clucking, and ducks quacking.

"Come join the feast, old friend," Liszt said, having already removed his clothes tainted with the smell of Smoked Grass and thrown them into a water tank in the bunker.

He called out the Smoke Mission.

Noticing the completed prompt, "Mission complete, reward: Gemstone of the Formless Dragon."

"Still a Gemstone of the Formless Dragon? Aren't the dragons infected by the bloodline included in the reward?" Liszt wondered, though he didn't dwell on the question.

The last time, the four Dragon Breed Cows that were infected through the bloodline weren't counted as part of the Formless Dragon's gifts—it seemed bloodline infection required time to ferment.

The smoke gradually morphed before his eyes, forming new Serpent Script.

Just as he made out the content of the script, Liszt's gaze froze in an instant.

"Mission: The Formless Dragon has arrived; its aura fills the entire sky. For you, well-prepared, it is a giver of riches, but its arrival will also trigger the rampage of the Little Fire Dragon in its fledgling flame form. Please calm the Little Fire Dragon. Reward: The Rebirth of the Fire Dragon."