《Breeding Dragons From Today》Chapter 320: Divine Spark Fruit Tree
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Another pleasant surprise was the changes to the farm.
After Du Lu and a few other dragons advanced to the divine domain, the farm unlocked a new crop.
Divine spark fruit tree.
After learning the laws of destruction, Joelson's strength had skyrocketed, and most of the enemies he faced were at the demigod level.
The dragons were becoming less and less helpful to Joelson.
The appearance of new crops made him extremely excited. The dragons were growing at an even faster rate, which was why his trump card had become so powerful again.
It must be known that he had been able to progress step by step from an ordinary low-level mage to where he was today thanks to the terrifying dragons like Du Lu!
He tried planting a divine spark fruit tree.
The divine spark fruit tree's branches were thick and sturdy, covered with dense patterns that looked like dragon scales. The branches were like dragon horns, without any leaves or fruits.
"Host, you can bury the divine sparks of various elements under the divine spark fruit tree."
The ranching spatial system, which had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke up.
Joelson did not know what this could do but, under the system's instructions, he buried many of the lower divine sparks he had obtained previously into the soil under the divine spark fruit tree.
A moment later, the divine spark fruit tree underwent a miraculous transformation.
The lower divine sparks buried in the soil shrank and disappeared one by one as if they had been absorbed by the divine spark fruit tree.
Then, on the branches of the divine spark fruit tree, fruits the size of a human head grew rapidly at a perceptible speed.
There were various colors and the number of fruits was more than half of the number of divine sparks that Joelson had buried.
Joelson casually picked a fiery-red fruit, which contained extremely dense and pure fire-type power of laws, as well as the scent of divine sparks.
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"Roar!"
As if it had smelled the divine spark fruit, Du Lu moved its big head closer.
With its current size, just its head was like a small mountain, and its aura was terrifying.
Joelson threw the fruit towards Du Lu, and the divine spark fruit, which was the size of a human head, bounced twice in its black hole-like throat and was swallowed.
The divine spark fruit could not even seal the gaps between Du Lu's teeth. However, its effect was exceptionally remarkable.
As soon as Du Lu ate the divine spark fruit, a large amount of flames spurted out of its body. A flame maxim coiled around its body like a chain.
Just one divine spark fruit had increased its strength by around 20%. It had taken another big step forward in the god domain realm.
If others were to see this sort of growth rate, they would probably be scared to death.
Even Joelson was extremely shocked. If every divine spark fruit had such a powerful effect, Du Lu might be able to become a demigod after eating seven or eight of them.
However, when he thought about how each divine spark fruit represented the essence of a demigod's divine spark, Joelson didn't find it strange.
Ten demigod divine sparks to become a giant divine dragon wasn't too much.
Joelson plucked all of the fire-type divine spark fruits for Du Lu to eat.
The surging flames on Du Lu's body were like a tsunami, surging forth in waves. Their power was comparable to that of dozens of active volcanoes erupting at the same time.
"Father."
Du Lu's eyes were also burning with intense flames. His enormous body was hovering in the air, and he growled, "I long for battle!"
It had been a long time since Du Lu had met a decent opponent.
"There will be one soon."
Joelson fed the remaining metal and electric fruits to the steel dragon and Lightning respectively. The strength of these two dragons also soared.
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After advancing to divine rank, the three dragons were like Curtis. They could communicate with Joelson in human language. However, they had a blood connection with Joelson. Even without speaking, they could understand each other's meaning. Therefore, most of the time... the dragons were still used to using dragon roars to express their feelings.
Of course, except for Curtis.
Curtis had absorbed the Prophet's vast knowledge. He was like a human with the body of a dragon.
The most abundant fruit on the divine spark tree was the blood-red divine spark fruit of slaughter.
Joelson tried to absorb a divine spark fruit of slaughter. Fortunately, he could also absorb the energy in the fruit. Otherwise, he did not have a giant dragon of slaughter. He really did not know how to deal with these fruits.
Streams of pure slaughter energy surged into Joelson's body, rapidly strengthening his slaughter-type divine spark.
After being purified by the divine spark fruit tree, this slaughter energy was extremely pure. There were no negative emotions mixed within. No matter how much Joelson absorbed, there was no danger of him losing his mind and falling into madness.
One fruit after another, Joelson absorbed the fruits. The divine spark of slaughter grew stronger and stronger, and the aura of his body grew stronger and stronger.
Soon, he surpassed the middle stage of the demigod realm, advancing towards the late stage of the demigod realm.
When Joelson had finished absorbing all of the power of slaughter, he slowly opened his eyes.
A blood-red light flashed through the void.
His eyes were blood-red and they seemed to reflect a sea of blood. His entire body was surrounded by a thick, cruel, and cold aura.
Late-stage demigod realm!
Even if he only used the slaughter divine spark, the current Joelson was still a powerful expert!
...
"This is the place, milord."
Within the ownerless city, in the air above the region which had been destroyed by the explosion of the divine spark, Rupert's figure once more appeared.
However, this time, he was following behind someone, his attitude respectful.
"Are you certain that it is the aura of the law of destruction?"
The person who spoke had a handsome appearance and a cold expression. The surroundings were emitting a cold aura.
"It can't be wrong."
Rupert's face revealed a deep fear. He said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to self-detonate my divine spark."
"Alright."
The handsome man nodded. In the next moment, endless ice and snow condensed behind him. It was as if ten thousand snow mountains were avalanching at the same time, wanting to freeze and destroy everything.
Boom!
The entire region was instantly reduced to flat ground. This enormous disturbance attracted the attention of countless consciousnesses.
"A supreme expert has attacked?"
"It's the location of the person who killed the Killing Fiend!"
Rupert stood behind the handsome man. His eyes couldn't help but reveal a deep look of shock and awe.
The supreme expert had comprehended at least one type of law to the point of near perfection. He had almost touched upon the level of the profound truths of the laws and was only one step away from becoming a god.
Although he had used an ingenious method to successfully fuse the laws of slaughter and the laws of ice together, he was still very far away from perfection.
Although this person in front of him trained in a single type of law, he was many times more powerful than him.
"Eh?"
A puzzled look appeared on the handsome man's face. "What's going on?"
He had already completely destroyed this entire region. Logically speaking, no aura should be able to escape his senses.
However, he still couldn't sense any aura here.
"Has he left?"
The handsome man seemed to have thought of something. He muttered to himself and slowly disappeared into the void with Rupert.
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