Chapter 42: Bloodline Gift (V)
In this strange atmosphere of frenzy and silence, Cassius read out the last name.

"Gold teeth."

Suddenly, all the monsters were dumbfounded.

No one expected that the last person to receive the "gift" would be a weak kobold.

Even Jin Ya himself stood there in a daze for a while, and it took him a long time to react.

The ugly face of the dog-headed man was immediately filled with a flattering smile. With the help of several of its fellows who served as stepping stones, it finally climbed up the boulder that was several times taller than it with difficulty.

"How can this be?"

Dolo looked at the flattered dog-headed man, breathing out bursts of hot air and gritting his teeth, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

The bear goblins under his command were even more furious. Their sturdy arms were full of bulging veins and were even thicker than the skinny waists of the kobolds.

These monsters grew up in Storm Peak and believed that strength was everything. They were naturally resentful about being ridden by such a weak kobold.

But they did not dare to challenge the Red Dragon's authority, so they could only swallow their anger and endure it.

Cassius didn't really care about the choice.

After the previous blessings, the combat power within the Burning Nest has become quite powerful, at least it can be considered a powerful force in the Anzeta Wasteland.

Considering that he still had to let the ogres dig for gold, he naturally had to give them some hope.

What's more, the kobolds are natural dragon followers.

These egg-laying creatures mature quickly and can live for more than a century as "dragon-like creatures", digging for gold for their masters. However, due to their weak bodies, few survive to die of natural causes.

If they live with dragons for a long time, they may even undergo unpredictable mutations.

Cassius also wanted to do an experiment with this gift.

Even if it fails, the loss will be almost nothing. It's just a kobold with a challenge level of only one-fourth of that. If it dies, it can give birth to hundreds of them next year.

The ceremony began under the manipulation of Cassius.

Blood flowed into the dog-headed man's mouth.

Because the dog-headed man is short and thin, it consumes much less blood than the previous ones.

"Ouch——"

The dog-headed man let out a suppressed growl.

The boiling hot blood flowed into the body, burning the flesh and blood, causing a faint red glow to emerge from the body.

All the monsters were staring at the dog-headed man with eager eyes, either out of jealousy, resentment, or unwillingness. Most of the monsters were secretly hoping that the dog-headed man would die in agony.

Then, something unexpected happened.

The kobold raised his head and let out wild, dog-like barking sounds, with sticky saliva flowing from his open mouth and bursts of steam coming out of it.

Its body expanded and grew rapidly, with a huge bulge appearing on its back.

The dog-headed man's thin body greedily absorbed every bit of energy in the blood, and became visibly stronger.

Its size ranges from less than one meter to nearly two meters in length.

A strange power overflowed from deep in his blood.

There was a "rustling" sound like leather being torn, and the huge bulge stretched the skin.

A pair of brand new wings covered with slime suddenly appeared behind the dog-headed man!
"Roar--"

The kobold leader spread his wings awkwardly.

The sound from his mouth was no longer a dog's bark, but more like a dragon's roar.

"How can it be!"

"This is."

"It's Odd, by Tiamat, that's Odd!" "An acquired Odd!"

Some of the older and more experienced kobolds in the tribe cried out in surprise.

A small number of kobolds are born with leather wings and can fly; they are called urds.

Odd's wings were regarded as a gift from the Dragon Queen Tiamat, but they were also envied by the narrow-minded wingless kobolds, making it difficult for the two to get along well.

But at this moment, the dog-headed people's dragon wings were actually born naturally, which made the dog-headed people not only jealous, but also felt endless eagerness.

They can become Erd, too!

Cassius stared at the winged dog-headed man with his eyes slightly narrowed - as a warlock, he also sensed a slight change in the magic web.

Sure enough, he carefully observed the information on the dependents' panel.

[Your follower [Kobold Leader] is affected by the gift of blood and undergoes unpredictable mutations.]
The manifestation of magical talent is mostly due to luck.

Some warlocks cannot even tell the origin of their power, while others can accurately recall a strange opportunity in their lives:
The touch of a witch, drinking from a mysterious spring, and the blessing of a celestial being to a newborn may all ignite the spark of magical talent.

Additionally, exposure to the elemental forces of the Inner Planes, the raging, chaotic magic of Limbo, or a glimpse of the inner workings of reality itself may be a catalyst for gaining magical powers.

Drinking the gifted blood is undoubtedly a major "opportunity".

[Your follower [Kobold Leader] has awakened the overflowing dragon magic in his ancestral blood due to the gift of blood.]
[[Kobold Leader] starts the profession [Dragon Vein Warlock - Red Dragon]. His innate magic comes from the magic of the dragon race, and its essence is mixed in his blood and the bloodline passed down from his ancestors.]
It was originally just a casual experiment, but it added another spellcaster to the Burning Nest, which surprised Cassius.

"Kobold dragon vein warlock, quite interesting."

Cassius looked at Gold Fang, who was undergoing a transformation.

The winged kobold, or Odd, was panting, with hot air constantly coming out from the gaps between its scales.

It was not until several breaths passed that he was able to calm the raging elemental energy in his body.

"Whoo, whoo, whoo"

The kobold who had completed the transformation shook his body a little bit uncomfortably, feeling the unfamiliar and powerful force in his body and the spell that suddenly emerged in his mind.

Jin Ya looked up at the Red Dragon, his eyes became extremely fanatical, and even a few drops of sincere tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The humiliation of being enslaved by humans, the fear of being chased by monsters, and the exhaustion of running around day after day for more than ten years all disappeared at this moment.

At this moment, he really regarded the red dragon as a living demigod.

However, the red dragon does not care about the kobold's loyalty, or "fanaticism". He cares more about what kind of spell this kobold has awakened.

"Cast your spell."

Cassius said with interest.

Unlike the career system on the player panel, the native warlocks in this world cannot choose their own spells. It is the power of spells that chooses them and enables the warlocks to master their innate spells.

Therefore, most warlocks only master one or two spells and use them to the point of being able to use them with ease.

"Yes... great master."

Jin Ya did not hesitate to circulate the unknown power in his body according to the inheritance in his mind.

He slowly raised his arms, put his thumbs together, and opened the other fingers, guiding the magic net to gently gather the surrounding fire element energy.

"boom!"

A cone-shaped flame several feet long suddenly spurted out from the palm of his hand.

"Burning Hands, a good first-level spell that fits the characteristics of a red dragon warlock very well."

Cassius commented to himself.

　It’s a bit boring, I will continue with the main storyline later, and players will arrive in about one hundred chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)