Upon seeing this, Zicomo quickly stepped forward and put Platons's dragon corpse and two heads into the system space.

When any creature in the border region dies, its power returns to the Golden Tree.

Who knows if the Dragon King, who resides in the cracks of time and space, will also be included.

He couldn't possibly go through all that trouble to defeat the Dragon King only to have the Golden Tree benefit from it in the end.

Without the support of Platon Sanx, the arena began to fall apart.

Thinking that the building materials of Famyazra were the same as those of the Ruins Greatsword, Zicomo slammed his hand on the ground, putting away the entire arena.

Zicomo even considered taking over the entire Famyazra after defeating Black Sword Maricus.

Anyway, his "Zen Garden" already has an Ablefield city.

Zicomo wouldn't mind having another Famyazla.

With the disappearance of the arena, Zicomo was completely kicked out of the space-time rift.

Returning to the crumbling Famyazra, Zikomo finds Melina waiting for him there.

Melina approached Zicomo upon seeing him suddenly appear.

She asked with concern, "Zicomo, are you alright?"

After saying that, Melina looked Zicomo up and down, trying to see if he was injured.

Zicomo then remembered that his shirt had been burned by Platon Sanx.

Zicomo secretly regretted it; he quite liked the Alperich set he had found in the royal city of Rodel.

He had withstood dragon breath before, and his clothes remained intact.

Zicomo initially thought the equipment at the border wouldn't be damaged.

In retrospect, it seems that the attacks we received in the past were simply not powerful enough.

Zicomo randomly picked out a piece of clothing from the system space and put it on.

He replied, "Don't worry, I've already dealt with the Dragon King, and I wasn't harmed."

Melina visibly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Zicomo continued, "By the way, didn't I tell you to go home and wait for me? Why are you still here?"

This is a real border crossing, not a game.

Those who haven't gone mad all have their own consciousness and can't just stand foolishly in the boss room like the bosses in the game.

This place isn't far from the Black Sword Maricus.

Zicomo was worried that if it sensed Melina's presence, it might come over and kill her.

After all, although Marikas is Marika's shadow beast, he is also someone sent by the Supreme Will to monitor Marika.

Now that Marika has shattered the Elden Ring, it is tantamount to betraying the Supreme Will and her Shadow Beast.

If Maricus were to see the offspring created by Marica, it would be strange if it didn't want to kill them as soon as possible!

That's why Zicomo told Melina to leave the border area first and go home to wait for him.

Melina replied, "I'm worried about you."

The four simple words surprised Zicomo.

If it were the former Melina, she wouldn't have said such a thing.

It seems that living with the Zikomo family and meeting more people has enriched Melina's emotions considerably.

Chapter 283 The Gluttonous Ifrit, and the Mysterious Power of the Curse

Zicomo reached out and ruffled Melina's hair.

“Thank you for your concern, I’m fine,” Zicomo said. “Let’s go, it’s almost morning at home, let’s go back and have breakfast.”

Zicomo typically ventures into the Borderlands to explore during the night in the real world.

His battle with Platon Sanx lasted for most of the night, and by now it was almost dawn in the real world.

So Zicomo decided to go back and rest for a while.

As for Black Sword Maricus, he plans to come in and fight him next time.

Melina nodded and silently extended her right hand.

Zicomo took Melina's hand and led her away from the border area.

…………

After breakfast, Zicomo returned to the "Zen Garden".

He retrieved all the dragon corpses of the level of Wyvern and above from the system space, including the corpse of Platonssanks.

Not long after, Ifrit, who had caught the scent, came running over from a distance.

The little guy threw himself into Zicomo's arms.

She grabbed Zikomo's clothes with one hand and pointed at the pile of dragon corpses with the other, asking, "Master, are those for me?"

Ifrit looked at Zicomo with her big, watery eyes, full of anticipation.

Zicomo nodded and smiled, "Yes."

Ifrit cheered, "Yay! Thank you, Master!"

Zicomo patted her head and said, "Alright, don't get too excited. Let me convert this pile of dragon corpses into blood essence first."

Ifrit obediently climbed onto Zikomo's shoulder, freeing up his hands to draw the magic circle for refining the bloodline essence.

Zicomo drew the magic circle with practiced ease and adjusted the time flow rate ratio within the magic circle area.

Ifrit asked impatiently, "Master, Master, how long will we have to wait this time?"

Zicomo replied, "It will be quick, just a few minutes."

His "Zen Garden" was originally able to adjust the flow of time by about two hundred times.

Furthermore, after Zicomo gained control of the power of time, he could also manually accelerate the process.

Even with more than a dozen dragon corpses, including the corpse of a dragon king, the extraction process only takes a few minutes.

A few minutes later, all that remained of the dragon corpses on the ground were scales, claws, and bones.

Above the magic circle floated a ball of red liquid with a diameter of over a hundred meters.

In fact, Zicomo could continue to compress this mass of blood essence, turning it into a fist-sized crystal like before.

But he didn't do that.

The blood essence that is too concentrated is not easy for Ifrit to absorb, or rather, it cannot be absorbed at all.

The higher the concentration of blood essence, the more violent the energy contained within it.

If the essence of bloodline within a hundred meters were compressed into a fist-sized crystal, Ifrit would probably explode and die after consuming it.

So Zicomo stopped after extracting the impurities from the blood essence.

Ifrit stared longingly at the essence of blood.

She asked Zicomo, "Master, how am I supposed to eat this huge lump?"

Zicomo laughed and said, "This time you don't need to eat it, just soak it in."

Rather than swallowing it for absorption, Zicomo prefers to let Ifrit soak in it so that it can be absorbed through the skin.

After all, it contains the essence of the Dragon King's bloodline, making it a level higher than Ifrit in terms of rank.

If Ifrit were to take it directly, its violent energy might damage her internal organs.

If it were absorbed through the skin, there wouldn't be this concern.

With two layers of defense—dragon scales and dragon skin—it can completely quell the energy surge within the bloodline essence.

The absorption rate might be a bit slower.

However, this was not a problem for Zikomo, who had mastered the power of time.

Ifrit asked, "May I go in?"

Zicomo nodded and said, "Go."

Upon hearing this, Ifrit eagerly plunged into the essence of blood.

Not long after she went in, Zicomo heard a deep, muffled dragon's roar coming from the water.

Hearing the slightly painful dragon roar, Zicomo knew without a doubt that Ifrit had been greedy and swallowed the essence of the bloodline.

Zicomo smiled and shook his head. He should have explained things to her first before letting her in.

Zicomo crouched down and busied himself with the magic circle, adding another magic circle for continuous healing.

With this magic circle, the dragon's roar in the bloodline essence changed from continuous to intermittent.

This is why Zicomo doesn't use healing magic, but instead uses a magic circle.

Ifrit is the kind of foodie who won't spit out meat no matter how hot it is in her mouth.

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