A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 45 Rolling Hills.

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Before Archer left the Domain, he made his way over to a bench he made earlier to start eating the hearts.

After Archer ate all the hearts, he checked his status.

'Status.'

[Experience: 7100/9000]

[Level Up: 76>78]

[SP: 0>45]

[Call Lightning: 2>3]

[Fireball: 2>3]

[Element Bolts: 0>1]

[Aura-Detector: 3>4]

He was happy with the boost.

Archer stepped out of the Domain, looking around.

He couldn't see anyone, but noticed how beautiful the sunrise was.

'Draconis.'

All his Draconic features appeared as he took off flying towards the jungle.

10 minutes later, he arrived hovering above the treetops.

Looking around, he couldn't see anything.

He quickly descended to the ground and started walking.

A few hours later his ears picked up a noise not faraway from where he was.

He headed towards it.

After walking for a little while, he spotted some soldiers in blue metal armor.

Archer wanted to get closer, so he climbed up a tree.

As he perched on a branch overlooking the area, he spotted a group of 21 soldiers looking for something or someone.

He recalled the man's words from a couple of days ago.

''They must be looking for me.''

He wondered who these soldiers were, they had on blue metal armor that covered most of their bodies.

As they continued their search, Archer watched them from his vantage point, their armor glistening in the morning sun.

It was made of a unique alloy, a combination of sun steel and other metals, which gave it a distinctive sheen.

It was crafted to provide maximum protection to the wearer, covering them from head to toe.

It consisted of multiple interlocking plates, giving them the flexibility needed to move quickly in battle while remaining fully protected.

Someone meticulously crafted each plate with intricate designs and patterns etched into the metal.

They had their helmets off so they could see their surroundings easier.

Their armor had been polished to a high shine, reflecting the sun and casting a blue glow, the soldiers were also equipped with several weapons and tools, including spears, swords, and shields.

The soldier's footsteps echoed across the jungle as they searched the area with purpose and determination.

As they came closer, the armor seemed to glint and sparkle in the sun, nearly blinding Archer because of the shine.

But thanks to his eyes, it didn't affect him too much.

''Why the fuck do they polish it like that?''

They were about 10 meters from the tree he was in when he finally heard them talking.

''Captain, what are we meant to be looking for? Did the King mention anything?''

The captain turned to the man who spoke.

''All we know is that he's a white-haired boy with horns and violet-colored eyes. The church managed to gather information about him.''

This alarmed Archer.

''Fucking church, seems like they won't leave me alone.''

He promised himself one day he will return the favor.

The soldier who spoke first asked another question.

''Why is our kingdom, along with the church and the Kheesara Kingdom, trying to capture this boy?''

The captain answered before carrying on with the search.

''Well, the church fears him because he's a white dragon and the Kagia Kingdom fears his reaction to the King's war on the dragon-kin tribes in the west.''

Archer's ears perked up, what he just said greatly interested him.

He wanted to meet more Dragon-kin.

After all, the only one he knew was his so-called mother.

''Let's take a rest. Don't wander off too far.''

The captain shouted out, and the soldiers looked relieved as they started sitting down.

Smiling as he got an idea.

Flying into the air, he cast Element Bolts using water. He didn't want to burn the forest for no reason.

Dozens of blue bolts appeared around him as they sped toward the resting soldiers, targeting all but the captain.

He needed the information the man had.

All 20 soldiers died, not knowing how as the water bolts struck them directly in the face.

The captain looked scared and confused as Archer landed in front of him with a loud thud as he dropped from the sky.

With a creepy smirk plastered on his face, scaring the man even more.

Dismissing his claws as he sped forward, slamming his fist in to the soldier's gut.

Making the man stumble back and fall on his ass.

After the gut punch, Archer looked at him with glowing violet eyes before starting the interrogation.

''Why are you searching for me?''

The man nodded.

''The king wanted to capture you because he thinks you're a threat, due to the Dragon-Kin war he conducted years back.''

''What did you do with the survivors?''

Looking really nervous as he quietly spoke.

''They are in slave camps in the Kagia Kingdom.''

Picking the up man by the neck with his tail, and he started to strangle him as he spoke in a threatening tone.

''Give me the locations now!''

He quickly started spewing out all the locations where the King was keeping the Dragon-kin.

''The Forgotten Caverns in the north, Rolling Hills, which is in the south of the kingdom, and lastly in the north is the Whispering Woods. There's a camp there for logging.''

Archer remembered all the places while asking the man to point in the direction of Kagia Kingdom.

The man pointed off to the left before Archer snapped his neck, dropping his body to the ground.

Summoning his claws, he used them to tear out all 21 hearts he stored them away along with the 11 swords he collected.

He was going to sell them when he got to a city, looking at the dead bodies before walking away, leaving them to be eaten.

Flapping his wings as he leapt into the air, and started to fly towards the southern part of the Kingdom.

Making his way to the Rolling Hills first to free the enslaved dragon-kin.

He was admiring the scenery along the way as he spotted a herd of beasts running through a clearing.

Not long after that, he flew over a massive lake trying to hide itself inside the jungle. He saw a familiar beast lurking just below the surface.

Archer got a brilliant idea.

He made his way back to where the swamp drakes were, and he hovered above them.

Archer took a deep breath as his chest expanded and his lungs filled with air.

Suddenly, he let out a mighty roar that unleashed a stream of fire from his sharp-toothed mouth.

The flame was a bright violet color, and it soared through the air with incredible speed.

The pack of swamp drakes scattered as the heat from the dragon's breath washed over them.

Their scales began to sizzle and steam as the intense heat beat down on them.

The jungle itself seemed to come alive as the violet flames from Archer licked at the foliage, igniting leaves and branches as it went.

The swamp drakes tried to dodge the blaze, but the fire moved too quickly.

They let out ear-splitting screeches and cries as their bodies began to blacken and smoke.

Archer's Dragon's Breath was relentless, moving, burning everything in its path. Nothing stood a chance against it.

Other jungle animals fled the scene, not wanting to suffer as the swamp drakes did.

He stopped his breath attack as he looked at his handy work.

Seeing a beautiful violet glow erupting from the surface of the lake, illuminating the entire jungle that surrounded it.

The flame danced and flickered in the gentle breeze, casting an ethereal glow across the water.

The glow spread, climbing higher and higher into the sky, encircling the lake in a mesmerizing violet hue.

As the flame grew, it illuminated the jungle around the lake, casting shadows that flickered and danced across the trees and bushes.

The jungle came alive with the light of the flame, transforming into a mystical, otherworldly place.

The leaves on the trees glowed with soft violet light, and the flowers bloomed in shades of purple, pink, and orange.

''Beautiful.''

Admiring the sight for a little while, he gathered the four swamp drake bodies that were floating on the lake and continued on with his journey south.

As Archer soars over the dense canopy, his heart quickens with excitement as he witnessed the view.

The foliage is a green sea below, and the air is filled with the sounds of exotic birds and chattering beasts.

His dragon wings beat against the air, sending ripples of energy streaking across the sky.

They are impossibly strong, effortlessly lifting him higher and higher, allowing him to soar gracefully over the treetops.

The sun beat down from above, casting dappled shadows across the jungle below.

Archer was loving the scenery of this jungle, even though the damn cannibal attacked. He hasn't fought many beasts due to flying but he will change that soon.

The wind whistled through his hair as he scanned the landscape, searching for his destination.

With a sharp twist of his wrists, he commanded his dragon wings to speed up their flapping, propelling him forward with incredible speed.

As he rose higher into the sky, his vision cleared, and he spotted the rolling hills in the distance.

With a determined grin, he angled his wings downwards and descended, picking up even more speed as he flew through the air.

The wind roared in his ears as he used his dragon wings to shoot over the jungle, zigzagging between tall trees and darting around rocky outcroppings.

Archer's eyes sparkled with exhilaration as he felt the raw power of his wings pushing him forward with incredible speed.

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