Chapter 019: Brotherhood Bond

“Despicable!” Dalluxi, lying on the ground, spat out angrily.
His chest, struck by the sunbeam, was torn to shreds, and without any protection, he suffered severe physical injuries. Unfortunately, though his flesh was damaged, the dragon scales on his chest were flipped open by the attack! And the area where the scales were flipped open happened to be right over the golden dragon’s heart!
Du Fan and Moses had seen this all along. One after another, they quickly leaped into the air and thrust their long swords into the dragon’s heart!
As a peak-level Wind Saint, Du Fan was incredibly fast. He arrived a step ahead of Moses and plunged his Frost Snow Sword into the golden dragon’s heart. At the same time, Du Fan poured all his Light Combat Energy and Wind Magic into the dragon’s body!
The violent energy instantly burst the dragon’s heart, causing it to spew a mouthful of blood!
That blood sprayed right onto Moses, who was following behind.
Seeing the blood coming, Du Fan quickly dodged, while Moses’s vision was obscured by the blood, losing his aim. He then thrust his great swords into the dragon’s body.
With Moses’s final strike, the dragon’s huge head tilted completely, and it died beyond redemption.
“Despicable…” Those were the last words left by the golden dragon Dalluxi before dying.
Du Fan didn’t rush to claim his victory right away. Instead, he quickly ran to the dwarf, picked up the pale dwarf still lying on the ground, and poured a mouthful of Life Spring Water into him.
Immediately, the dwarf, who had been pale just moments ago, became full of energy!
“Could you give me those two dragon eyes?” the dwarf asked Du Fan with eager eyes. It was the first thing he said after regaining his breath.
“Why? Why do you just want the dragon eyes?” Du Fan asked in surprise.
“The dragon eyes are a symbol for our dwarves to prove we’ve slain a giant dragon. Having dragon eyes proves I’m a dragon-slaying hero of our people,” the dwarf said, his eyes shining.
“You fool,” Du Fan suddenly laughed. “Is the title of a dragon-slaying hero more important than your own life?” he asked with a smile.
“That’s right! A dragon-slaying hero is the highest honor for our dwarven warriors! There are only five such heroes left in our people!” the dwarf said with envy.

“But these aren’t reasons for you to come and kill dragons. Judging from your cultivation level, you seem far inferior to that golden dragon just now,” Du Fan asked in surprise.
“If I become a dragon-slaying hero, no one will say anymore that I’m Locke Fel’s son and that’s why I’m respected by everyone,” the dwarf said softly.
Locke Fel—wasn’t that the name of the legendary king of the dwarves?
Examining the dwarf closely, Du Fan felt as if he had stumbled upon a treasure!
Just by helping a single dwarf, he turned out to be the son of the dwarf king!
“I am who I am! I am Locke Basha!” the young dwarf, Basha, suddenly said with enthusiasm.
“Oh, right. Let’s hurry and get the dragon crystal—it’s the most precious thing on a dragon, the essence of its entire life!” Basha exclaimed excitedly.
“Naixiu, go call all your people here so we can divide up this dragon thoroughly,” Du Fan said.
Soon, Naixiu brought back two thousand elves.
Faced with two thousand elves, the dozen-meter-tall dragon was torn into small pieces.
Although elves rarely ate meat, they didn’t refuse dragon meat, as it was a nourishing substance that could strengthen their bodies.
The most vulnerable aspect of the elves was their physical condition, so they wouldn’t miss such an opportunity to improve it.
Du Fan and the three magicians stored all the dragon blood in containers, using a magic spell to preserve it. Yet, seeing so much dragon blood wasted on the ground, Du Fan still felt heartache. After all, even a bottle of Blueblood human blood in the Magic Guild came at a high cost, and the value of golden dragon blood was surely no less!
Moreover, Du Fan estimated that the wasted dragon blood could fill hundreds of bottles!
The dragon bones and sinews were given to the archers, as they were excellent materials for crafting top-quality bows. The dragon scales were peeled off one by one and piled up in large quantities.
“Basha, take half of these dragon scales,” Du Fan said.
“Really give them to me, Du Fan?” Basha didn’t refuse but asked earnestly.
“Of course. If not for you, we wouldn’t have known there was a golden dragon hidden here. Besides, if that golden dragon hadn’t focused all its attention on you, we wouldn’t have been able to launch a surprise attack so easily,” Du Fan replied.

“Very well, thank you, Du Fan. From now on, you and I, Basha, are brothers!” Basha said loudly.
“Then let’s swear brotherhood right away,” Du Fan thought for a moment before saying promptly.
“Great! I accept such a brother as you, Basha!” Basha exclaimed loudly.
“This one is also my good brother, Moses. Moses is the son of Saito, the leader of the Ancient Tree Elves. Let’s swear brotherhood together,” Du Fan suggested.
“Excellent! The son of the leader of the elves—come, I, Basha, will swear brotherhood with you!” Basha already had a good impression of Moses, so he would never refuse Du Fan’s proposal.
With a snap, Du Fan divided the precious dragon crystal in his hand into three parts, giving one to Moses and one to Basha.
“This is the token of our brotherhood! From now on, our descendants will uphold our friendship through generations!” Du Fan said loudly.
Seeing this extremely noble dragon crystal, imbued with powerful magic, Basha was so excited he could hardly speak. Having already received half of the dragon scales, which was beyond his expectations, and now getting another piece of the dragon crystal, his chest heaved violently.
Suddenly, Basha declared firmly, “I, Basha of the dwarves, and Du Fan of the humans, along with Moses of the elves, swear to be brothers. We will never betray each other in this life or beyond, and our descendants will always support one another!”
“I, Du Fan of the humans, and Basha of the dwarves, along with Moses of the elves, swear to be brothers. We will never betray each other in this life or beyond, and our descendants will always support one another!” Du Fan also declared solemnly.
“I, Basha of the elves, and Du Fan of the humans, along with Basha of the dwarves, swear to be brothers. We will never betray each other in this life or beyond, and our descendants will always support one another!” Moses quickly joined in with a similar oath.
Du Fan did this out of self-interest. Human lifespans are much shorter than those of elves and dwarves. By swearing such an oath of mutual support across generations, if Du Fan were unfortunate to pass away before Moses and Basha and join the embrace of the God of Light, his descendants would surely be taken care of by Moses and Basha.
The main force of the elves is the Ancient Tree Elves, and as the son of the current leader and a holy-level magic warrior, it is certain that Moses will inherit Saito’s position as leader.
As the son of the dwarf king, Basha also holds a high status among the dwarves. With such two powerful allies backing him, anyone who tries to threaten Du Fan’s family will have to carefully consider their own strength.

To be enemies of both the elves and the dwarves at the same time—there’s probably no such force on the continent right now! Even the Holy Church, Roland Academy, or the Magic Guild doesn’t have the strength to confront both the dwarves and the elves simultaneously! Under the witness of two thousand elves, the three of them became brothers. Among them, Moses became the eldest brother, Basha the second, and Du Fan the youngest. It wasn’t surprising—Moses, as an adult elf, was already hundreds of years old, while Basha, though not yet an adult, was 180 years old. Poor Du Fan—although he seemed more mature than Basha, he was actually much less mature in handling matters. But human lifespans can’t compare to those of dwarves! Seeing Basha, who was clearly younger than him, Du Fan had no choice but to call him second brother! How frustrating! “By the way, little brother Du Fan,” Basha said as soon as they became brothers, “our dwarves have many masters who specialize in crafting weapons. If you don’t mind, I’ll take your materials to our workshop to forge them. I’m sure our dwarven masters can bring out 200% of the potential in these precious materials,” Basha said seriously. “Second brother, don’t say that. You’ve already taken them. Just give me the finished products later,” Du Fan said with a smile, pointing to the dragon scales and horns on the ground. “You’ve already taken them, but I have one request—craft all the horns into arrows.” Hearing Du Fan’s words, Naixiu moved slightly. All along, although Naixiu had the Eternal Bow, he lacked the corresponding arrows. Now that he had dragon horns, if they could be turned into arrows, they might just work well with the Eternal Bow. The power of the Eternal Bow combined with dragon horn arrows was truly exciting! “What are you two planning to do here in the Dusk Mountains?” Basha finally remembered to ask Du Fan about his purpose for coming here. “Well, as you can see, second brother, I’m human. By chance, I was transported to the land of the elves. Now, I plan to use the power of the elves to return to human society,” Du Fan said. “Also, since I’m passing through the Dusk Mountains, I plan to take the opportunity to explore the Divine Ruins as well,” he added. “You’re going to explore the Divine Ruins?” Basha exclaimed. “Yes, what’s the problem?” Moses asked quickly, drawn by Basha’s loud shout.

“My father also entered the Sacred Ruins when he was young. According to him, it’s extremely dangerous there. Out of the five of them who went in, only my father came out. It was precisely because of that experience in the Sacred Ruins that my father was able to take that final step,” said Basha.
“Your father, His Majesty the Dwarf King, entered the Sacred Ruins?” Du Fan asked quickly.
“Yes. Moreover, my father told me that the higher one’s cultivation level, the more benefits one can gain from entering, of course, as long as one survives. And after going in once, one can never go in again,” said Basha.
“What? Once you go in once, you can never go in again?” Du Fan and Moses asked in unison.
“Of course. Otherwise, since the Sacred Ruins are located in the Dusk Mountains, my father and that lord would have already plundered it all!” Basha said matter-of-factly.