For most adventurers in Faerûn, creatures like goblins have never been a threat or a difficult enemy to deal with.
Quite the opposite!
Unless encountering a large group of hundreds or even thousands, any experienced team can easily kill ten times the number of goblins.
Because these little monsters are so weak, their physical fitness may not be even half of that of most ordinary adult human males, and their weapons are very crude.
As long as the latter puts on a suit of chain armor of better quality, he can rush into the goblins and open up unparalleled, completely ignoring the attacks of those simple knives, daggers and sticks, and kill them one by one.
So when the goblin team sent by Fairkrag found the location of Zuo Si and his party, they were all killed in less than ten seconds.
There was only one person who took action, and that was the demon elf assassin—Feed.
This extremely dangerous and cold-hearted woman took advantage of the darkness at night to maximize her stealth and backstab skills.
There were a total of twelve goblins, ten of whom had their mouths covered from behind silently, while a sharp dagger was inserted into the bone seam on the side of the mandible, directly destroying the brain.
Due to their extremely fast speed and lack of any sound, when the last two goblins realized that their companions were missing for no apparent reason, they realized that the situation was not good and wanted to turn around and escape.
But unfortunately it's too late.
Before they could take a few steps, they tripped over traps placed along the way and fell into the dirt in a state of panic.
Just as I was about to get up, I found that my neck felt cold, and then the sharp dagger came as expected, and then my eyes went black and I didn't know anything.
In front of assassins who are skilled in stealth and assassination, these goblins who lack training and anti-stealth capabilities are like wheat waiting to be harvested in the field.
When the battle was over, Fede quickly found the scrawled map on one of the goblin corpses, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Unbelievable! That dragon actually gave us a map of the entrance to the ruins?"<
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"I said that the biggest difference between Felkrag and other red dragons is that he is very good at using various conspiracies and tricks to achieve his own goals, rather than simply using violence."
With that said, Zuo Si took the map, glanced at it twice, and quickly discarded it on the ground.
Because there are demon elves who are responsible for leading the way, there is no need for such things as maps.
"So, our whereabouts have been exposed. That dragon is currently waiting in its lair for us to come to our door?" Feide's face became obviously ugly.
As an assassin, what she hates most is that her every move is exposed to the sight of others.
What's more, it's a powerful, evil and cunning red dragon.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. To a certain extent, this is actually a good thing. At least Felkrag has allowed us to enter his lair. As long as he doesn't show too much strength, he will
Waiting for us in the deepest part of the lair."
"So...a game?" Isadora's eyes shone slightly.
"Haha, yes, this is a game of cat and mouse. In Feikrag's eyes, we are just those insignificant little mice. But in my eyes, he is not the same?" Zuo Si smiled meaningfully.
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Arrogance is a common problem among all true dragons!
Whether it's a five-color evil dragon or a kind-hearted metal dragon.
As long as you make good use of this weakness, you can gain some advantages even when facing ancient dragons.
Although so far, Zuo Si has never seen a giant dragon of the ancient age, let alone how powerful the most famous dragon kings in Faerûn are.
But one thing can be confirmed, that is, Felkrag's strength is very close to the level of the Quasi-Dragon King.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t dare to build your nest within the range of activities of Balagas’ “Flying Flame”.
In addition, according to some records, this dragon reached adulthood hundreds of years ago and was active in the Amn area. It once wandered around in human form, went on adventures, and made allies. It even changed its name to Gildan.
I married a human woman at a gathering point in the far north and wanted to try to taste the taste of love.
In short, Fairkrag's behavior and actions are closer to an evil and lawful blue dragon than a chaotic and evil red dragon.
"Master, what should we do with those two guys?"
The werewolf girl pointed at two soldiers not far away whose lower bodies had been forcibly sewn together with needles and threads and were still bleeding. They were lying on the tree trunks, sweating and moaning in agony.
She did not show any discomfort or shyness towards such a scene.
Because when we lived in the sewers of Calimport, there were many ratmen who didn't wear clothes, so we were used to it.
On the contrary, Isadora, who had received a noble education since she was a child, took a look, immediately blushed and turned her head to hide behind Zuo Si.
"Kill...kill me! Kill me quickly! Please!" Thors was obviously tortured by severe pain.
You must know that for the human body, the more densely packed the nerves, the more intense the pain will be after being attacked or injured.
Especially the eyes, tongue, gums, nose, lower body and other areas, they often lose their ability to resist in an instant if they are touched.
Not to mention being repeatedly pierced by needles and threads like this, and then finally sewn together.
If their limbs and other joints hadn't been forcibly removed, they would have probably committed suicide to end this pain.
"Kill you?" A very cold expression appeared on Zuo Si's face. "Those female adventurers who were brutally violated and killed, did you let them go when they begged for mercy? If not, then why do you have such extravagant hopes?
Will I give you a treat? Oh, I almost forgot, in order to prevent you from bleeding to death, it would be better for me to treat you."
With that said, Zuo Si instantly completed a magic spell to treat minor injuries, and aimed it at the lower bodies of the two people who were sewn together and released it.
Instantly!
The wounds that were still bleeding have all healed.
Because no matter how painful it is, being punctured by a needle or thread is just a skin injury, and a treatment is enough to heal the bleeding wound.
But at the same time, those knotted threads are also deeply embedded in the flesh, and they look like twists intertwined together. If you want to take them out, you will definitely have to endure a pain that is even more terrible than inserting them.
"Devil...Devil! You are simply a devil!"
Thors fell completely into hysterical despair, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
But before he could spit out vicious curses from his mouth, Fede rushed forward and directly stuffed the kettle filled with spring water into it.
After a while, this guy was forced to drink a whole pot of water.
Immediately afterwards, the demon elf said in an extremely cruel tone: "Do you know what is the most terrifying part of this kind of criminal method? Or do you think it's over just by sewing those things together?
No, no, no, the real fun starts when you drink a lot of water and start wanting to pee.
Believe me, choosing between bursting your bladder and enduring unimaginable pain to drain your bladder will definitely drive a person crazy.
And this process will last for several days, until you are starved to death or eaten by wild beasts that smell the smell of blood.
In addition, since there is only water and no food, the strong hunger will make you drink more water.
Now enjoy the retribution you deserve, bastard!"
It has to be said that the hatred and cruelty shown by Feder towards these two guys simply subverted the playful and cautious image he usually maintained.
In the same way, she also exposed many of her truest sides, as well as the little secrets she had hidden.
In the end, the two warriors who committed despicable crimes were abandoned beside a creek, and what awaited them was an extremely painful and slow death.
As for the others, they moved to a safer place to sleep for eight hours, and did not get up until dawn the next day and headed towards Felkrag's lair.
Around noon, we finally arrived at the entrance of an ancient and huge underground ruins.
Looking at the weathered stone pillars standing nearby, the demon elf quickly compared it with the map in his mind and said without thinking: "It should be here. This ruins was originally a mausoleum built by King Strohan III for himself.
, was later found and occupied by Firkrag as a lair. However, he only occupied about half of the space, and the other half was still safe and sound under the protection of magic."
"Strauhan III? I seem to have heard someone talk about this king and his country when I was young." Isadora frowned and began to search her memory.
"From the collapse of the Calimshan Shane Dynasty to the establishment of Amn, there were countless kingdoms and city-states that rose and fell in this land, and the Kingdom of Strahan was just one of them. However, judging from the records of Candlekeep,
This country seems to be ruled by a group of mages and warlocks, and both the king and the ministers have strong spellcasting abilities. So it is not surprising that they have the ability to build a luxurious tomb."
Zuo Si explained while reading the ancient writing on the stone pillars that was completely different from the common language.
From the unique letters and words on these stone pillars that are different from ancient Calimshan script and modern common language, it is easy to see the evolution of language and writing in Amn and even the entire continent of Faerûn.
Among them, the ancient Calimshan language is a text created by combining the human language and the djinn language at that time.
But as time went by, the rule of the djinns completely collapsed, and most of the languages used by the djinns were slowly eliminated, replaced by a combination of elvish and dwarven languages.
By the time of the Strohan Kingdom, the writing was very close to the modern common language, but some words and sentences were still a bit strange.
However, anyone who has received systematic education can convert these words into common language for understanding and reading.
So Zuo Si easily understood the meaning of the text on the stone pillar. It was nothing more than a warning to those who tried to rob the tomb. There were countless traps and immortal guards inside. If you don't want to die, get away.
Unfortunately, in the face of huge interests, this kind of warning cannot stop tomb robbers and adventurers who want to make a fortune.
"Do you know the secret about the tomb of King Strohan III?" A strong curiosity flashed in Feid's eyes.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. According to some historical records in Candlekeep, the king's son, King Strohan IV, made a mask with his own hands in order to prevent his father's tomb from being stolen.
Only by wearing this mask can you see some things that ordinary people cannot see, and finally enter the tomb chamber.
The mask is divided into six parts, and each part is protected by a powerful guardian.
Only when a sacrificial ceremony is held, the masks will be merged into one.
You shadow thieves know this place, are you targeting the funerary objects in the tomb of King Strohan III?
Or is it that you had some shady business cooperation with Firkelag before, but you had a falling out because of uneven distribution of the spoils?"
"You have to ask the bosses about this kind of thing. I'm just an insignificant little guy."
Feide obviously didn't want to talk about this kind of thing involving the shadow thief's secrets, so he pretended to be innocent.
But how could such a little trick be hidden from a psychic who possesses powerful thinking and perception abilities?
Isadora captured the secret hidden in her mind in an instant, and immediately spoke to Zuo Si through telepathy: "The Shadow Thieves Guild has reached an agreement with Faircrag, intending to find the treasure buried by Strohan III and share it equally. But.
Later, for unknown reasons, the red dragon suddenly turned its back and killed all the members of the treasure hunting team."
"As expected. No wonder the Shadow Thief would give out the information about Fairkrag. It turns out he wanted to use my hand to get rid of him."
Zuo Si had undoubtedly been mentally prepared for Ellen Linville's use of him, and even guessed the motive.
Due to the lack of high-end combat power, shadow thieves can bully and intimidate civilians and merchants, but they will be very powerless when facing creatures like giant dragons.
I would like to ask how a human assassin uses a dagger no more than thirty centimeters long to launch a fatal sneak attack on a behemoth that stands more than six, seven or even ten meters tall?
Not to mention the amazing defensive power of the dragon scales, even if it is really penetrated, thirty centimeters is just a skin injury to the giant dragon, and it is impossible to hurt the internal organs wrapped inside.
So unless there are some special weapons against dragon creatures, the most effective way to deal with creatures like dragons is still magic.
After simply blessing a few low-level divine spells and arcana at the door, a group of four people pretended to be novice adventurers and carefully walked into the invisible underground world.
After passing through the long and narrow passage, they immediately discovered more than twenty orcs who had already set up pocket formations.
These guys took advantage of the terrain to encircle the city in a semi-arc, just surrounding the passage exit.
No nonsense!
At the order of the orc leader, dense arrows immediately flew over like raindrops.
"Damn! I knew it would be like this."
Fede cursed in a low voice, and immediately entered the stealth state, trying to sneak up against the wall and kill the orc archer from behind.
But before she could take any actual action, she saw Zuo Si, wearing scale armor, rushing forward with a shield in one hand and a mace in the other.
Due to the speed, one of the orcs had no time to react before his head was smashed with a bang.
Under the blessing of indescribable terrifying power, the iron helmet worn by this unlucky guy was smashed into a deep pit the size of a fist, and his brains and a blown eyeball flowed out from inside.
That scene...
It is simply an unforgettable experience for the Demon Elf Assassin.
She has always believed that Zuo Si's fighting style is to hide behind and gracefully release various spells and divine spells, while summoning alien creatures to drown the opponent.
But now, Feide suddenly realized that he was wrong, and how wrong he was.
The performance of these few seconds alone is enough to prove that this divine chosen one not only has melee capabilities, but also moves in a brutal style, all brute force without any skills.
Counting the blessing of divine magic, Zuo Si, who currently has 35 points of strength attributes and 37 points of physical attributes, can definitely be regarded as a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
Not to mention mere orcs, even their master, the red dragon Felkrag, would be hard-pressed to take advantage of the collision of pure power.
Therefore, even though there was no skill at all during the attack, it was just a simple matter of picking up the mace and slamming it down, but it still caused astonishing casualties to the enemy in a very short period of time.
Oh, no, only dead but no injuries.
Wherever the mace passes, the brain will be broken or the bones and tendons will be broken, and then the head will be blown off.
Moreover, Isadora was very considerate and blessed him with three levels of [Acceleration], so that in just a few seconds, he killed the orc team ambushing at the door.
Many orcs dropped their weapons and ran away.
You must know that the orcs in Faerûn have no loyalty and integrity at all. They basically loyal to whoever has the biggest fist.
Many evil spellcasters and cities recruit orcs in large numbers as cannon fodder and train them.
Once they find that the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable to them, they will immediately turn around and run away without hesitation.
"Damn it! Don't retreat! Don't retreat!"
The orc leader, who was wearing full plate armor, roared angrily and even chopped off the head of a deserter with his own hands.
But unfortunately, it did not prevent the collapse at all.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining seven or eight archers threw away their weapons and rushed into the deeper cave behind.
When he came back to his senses, he found that Zuo Si was already standing in front of him, and raised the mace in his hand that was stained red with brains in a provocative gesture.
Instantly!
The orc leader was angered.
Unlike the losers under his command, he was very confident in his own strength, so he took the lead in attacking with his giant axe.
Bang!
With a deafening sound, the ax hit the shield hard, making a sonic boom-like roar.
Just when he was fully expecting to see the opponent being knocked away by his amazing brute force, he found that his opponent was still standing firmly on the spot, and was only pushed back two steps by the huge impact.
"This...how is this possible!"
The orc leader was stunned and could hardly believe what he saw.
Because in his eyes, Zuo Si was neither strong nor exaggeratedly muscular, and he didn't look like he was an adult at all. How could he possibly surpass him in terms of strength?
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."
Zuo Si had no intention of explaining at all. He just waved the mace and began to launch blows like a storm.
Since the two-handed giant ax requires a certain amount of space to exert its full power, the orc leader immediately fell into the dilemma of being beaten and unable to fight back after being pressed against him.
Coupled with the effect of the acceleration spell, he couldn't distance himself at all, and he couldn't push the opponent away with brute force. He could only bear the severe pain caused by the mace hitting the armor again and again.
You must know that the biggest difference between blunt weapons and sharp weapons is that the impact force can be directly transmitted to the body through armor, causing various bruises.
Therefore, even if the full-body plate armor is more effective in resisting the impact of blunt objects than other types of armor, after being hit more than a dozen times, the orc leader still spurted out a large amount of dark red blood from his mouth and nose, and knelt on one knee on the ground violently.
Breathe.
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At this moment, there was no longer any confidence in his eyes, replaced by fear and despair.
Just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, he suddenly saw a huge black shadow coming straight towards his unprotected face.
Then there was a sharp pain, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.
Looking at the body that fell in front of him with its brain shattered, Zuo Si once again shook off the blood on his weapon and said with a smile: "It seems that as long as I simply add a few strengthening spells, I won't be as good as I imagined in close combat.
So bad. At least it shouldn’t be a problem to deal with such low-level warriors.”
"Not only is it not bad, it is so powerful that it makes people feel scared. What is your abnormal and terrifying power? Is it some kind of extra power given to the chosen ones by a god?"
Feide slowly walked out of the shadows, with a look of awe in his eyes.
An orc warrior wearing plate armor would have a headache even for an elite assassin like her from the Shadow Thieves Guild.
Because the plate armor will cover most of the vital points, sneak attacks and backstabs are often missed accidentally.
An assassin who accidentally exposes himself to the enemy often means death.
Their professional characteristics determine that there is no way to confront strong warriors head-on, and they can only try to escape.
"That's right. But I haven't received any weapons or combat training like other priests, so I basically have no power to fight back when I meet a real master." Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.
Just when Fede wanted to continue questioning, the werewolf girl suddenly issued a warning: "Master, be careful, I smell the smell of the hobgoblin."
The words have not yet been spoken!
A faint stench suddenly covered up the smell of blood and came from the end of the passage.
Any experienced adventurer who smells this stench will realize that there must be a hobgoblin nearby.
Of course, this is not to say that hobgoblins are dirty and unhygienic, but the function of their unique sweat glands.
Obviously, the orc archers who had just escaped had passed the news of the collapse of the first line of defense to the rear, so these hobgoblins rushed over to see what was going on.
As the stench became stronger and stronger, seven or eight heavily armed hobgoblins appeared within the sight of the four people.
"Kill all these intruders!"
A hobgoblin roared like a roar from his throat.
Zuo Si had learned some goblin language when he had nothing to do, so when he heard this sentence, he immediately chose to strike first and rushed forward with the intention of repeating the same trick.
But the hobgoblins are obviously much more difficult to deal with than the orcs.
The four shield holders immediately rushed to the front to form a shield wall for defense, while the priest behind them completed two divine spells in a very short period of time.
【Blessing Technique】!
【Human Body Holding Technique】!
The function of the former is to provide beneficial blessings for yourself and your allies, while the latter is to limit the actions of the enemy.
If it were a low-level adventurer, he would probably be hit by such a sudden spell attack in minutes, and then be easily slaughtered due to the immobilization effect.
Unfortunately, for Zuo Si, who has extremely high magic resistance and immunity, this low-level magic has long been of no use.
He first pretended to be affected by the immobilization spell and stood there, waiting for the two hobgoblins to rush up and try to hit him. Then he suddenly burst out and opened their heads one by one.
Fede, who had escaped into the shadows, suddenly appeared behind a priest and stabbed him in the jaw with a sharp magic dagger.
The werewolf girl followed the ranger's fighting method, first shooting two arrows, and then transformed into a werewolf and rushed in with her animal companions to start killing.
As a winter wolf that has received combat training in the mage tower, this insidious and cunning magical beast knows very well what its advantages are, so it will not use its cold breath casually like those winter wolves in the wild.
Quite the opposite!
Only when it bites the opponent's arm or neck will it spit out the ice air from its mouth, directly killing the opponent or disabling one of the opponent's arms that holds a weapon.
It was under this shameless sneak attack that several hobgoblins had their entire arms frozen and shattered on the spot, and then lost the ability to resist and turned into lambs to be slaughtered.
Isadora hid at the back and occasionally threw the lowest level spells such as [Hypnosis], [Sleep], and [Stun] at the guys who wanted to escape.
In less than half a minute, the hobgoblin army that rushed over to check the situation was completely wiped out.
Except for breaking up the opponent's camp at the beginning, Zuo Si did not kill too many targets with his own hands, but observed other people's battles with great interest.
Needless to say, Fangus, who has received brutal training and a lot of combat experience, is basically an efficient killing machine after his transformation.
Coupled with the fact that there is a powerful animal companion like a winter wolf responsible for restraint, the hobgoblin is often defeated in a few rounds and torn into pieces alive.
Isadora is obviously affected by psychic powers and tends to create chaos through control and charm.
Although the spellcasting methods and judgment of the battle situation are still a little immature, he has basically clarified his position. Unlike many novice spellcasters, it is very easy to fall into difficulty in choosing and confusion among a wide variety of spells and limited spell slots.
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When the battle was over, Zuo Si immediately asked the demon elves: "Do you shadow thieves know how many monsters there are in this lair?"
"About two to three hundred orcs, more than seventy hobgoblins, a small number of trolls, ogres and some human mercenaries. But the most noteworthy one is a mage named Const."
Without thinking, Feide reported the information the Shadow Thieves Guild had.
"So we have to kill more than 400 monsters before we can enter this dragon's lair?!" Fangus returned to his human appearance and opened his mouth in shock.
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You must know that the two short encounters just now have consumed a lot of physical strength, making her unable to help but start to pant.
If you come here more than ten times or even dozens of times in a row, you will probably die from exhaustion.
The girl really couldn't figure out how the master could defeat so many enemies without exposing his powerful spellcasting ability.
Zuo Si smiled and comforted: "Relax. Since it is a game, there are naturally rules of the game. If I were Felkrag, I would let the invaders come to me after losing almost sixty or seventy men.
.What’s more, this underground ruins is so huge. Those monsters must be scattered and guarded in every corner, so at best you will only encounter a small part of them."
"You're right. I happen to know a shortcut that leads directly to the Dragon's Nest. Come on, follow me, the passage is over here."
As he spoke, Fede took the lead and walked towards a place on the right that was full of strange-shaped stalactites. He took out a bundle of strong ropes from his backpack and tied it to one of the largest and strongest-looking stalactites. He was the first to follow it.
The rope climbed down.
Staring at the abyss-like dark hole leading to the lower level, Isadora was obviously a little scared. She subconsciously swallowed her saliva and asked softly: "Do we really want to go down from here? Is there any scary monster waiting down there?
Follow us?"
"Don't worry, you'll be fine no matter what kind of monster you encounter as long as I'm here. Come, hug me, and I'll take you down." Zuo Si stood next to the rope for the second time.
Isadora hurriedly ran over and hugged Zuo Si's neck tightly. She leaned directly on him and soon disappeared at the bottom of the bottomless dark cave.
As for the last Vangels, he asked the winter wolf to stand on his shoulders in a difficult position, and then climbed down the rope.
When everyone arrived at the bottom, they immediately saw the golden treasure pile not far ahead, as well as the red dragon sleeping on the treasure pile.
Instantly!
Zuo Si understood that the huge hole where he and others climbed down was actually the entrance and exit passage left by Firkelag.
The dragon has the ability to fly, so it can directly flap its wings to fly from the lower level to the upper level.
There is no doubt that for most mortals, seeing a giant dragon for the first time, especially an extremely large red dragon, often produces an indescribable shock, and is accompanied by fear that dominates the brain.
Looking at the reactions of Fangus and Winter Wolf who were frozen in place at this moment, we can see that one person and one wolf have obviously temporarily lost their ability to fight.
In contrast, although Isadora, who possesses psychic powers and a strong will, performed slightly better and occasionally talked to Wilmes and strange objects, she could still feel her whole body trembling slightly. Similarly, Fid, the demon elf assassin, went into stealth almost as soon as he landed and hid behind a big rock, obviously not intending to participate in the battle at all.
In other words, her task is limited to leading the way.
"Wait for me here for a while." Zuo Si put down the girl and ordered through the spiritual connection.
"I can help!"
Isadora obviously wants to use this battle to show her worth.
As a psychic who has swallowed many tadpoles, she already has the ability to have a certain impact on creatures like dragons.
Although it is far from the kind of final result, it is still possible to provide some limited support.
Zuo Si smiled and touched the girl's hair: "Then go ahead and do it. But there is one thing to remember, don't get too close."
"Understood!"
Perhaps because of the permission to participate in the war, Isadora's initially frightened mood quickly stabilized, and she revealed her excitement about trying.
After all, she took a huge risk to let the Mind Flayer and the new mastermind implant tadpoles into herself, wasn't it just for this moment?
With his worries settled, Zuo Si immediately walked out of the darkness and walked towards the red dragon on the treasure pile with an unabashed attitude.
In about a few seconds, the sound of footsteps woke the latter up from his sleep.
When he saw that it was an extremely young human being, Fairclage immediately showed a joking expression: "You are very brave! Mortal! You are much braver than most of the mortals I have met. Because many people are watching.
When they see me, they will be frightened and panicked, or they will kneel on the ground and beg for my mercy."
"That's because they know they don't have enough strength to fight against a powerful red dragon. As intelligent creatures, survival and reproduction are instincts engraved in their bones. So there is no shame in running away or begging for mercy." Zuo Si said casually.
responded.
"You are right. Surrendering to a force more powerful than yourself is not shameful, but it is a very smart thing to do. Now, tell me, are you a smart person?" Felkrag lowered his head and held the huge
The head came closer.
In front of the red dragon who had reached Gu Long's age, Zuo Si's thin figure was as small as an ant, but the former's sense of oppression came over him.
Especially the sparks and heat waves sprayed from the nose and mouth make it extremely difficult to breathe.
But Zuo Si was not affected at all. Instead, he probed calmly: "Is this considered solicitation?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Fairkrag suddenly laughed wildly without warning, and roared with a deafening voice while laughing: "No! You are wrong! Brave mortal! This is not solicitation, but the only way for you to survive. I can feel it.
Come, you are wearing a large number of valuable magic items. Hand them over and swear allegiance to me, and I will mercifully allow you to live."
"So this is a threat?" Zuo Si asked, still unmoved.
His calmness instantly aroused Red Dragon's alertness.
I saw Felkrag suddenly using dragon language magic at an extremely fast speed to bless himself with a zero-level [Detection Magic].
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Instantly!
Arcane light as dazzling as the sun instantly emanated from Zuo Si's body.
Weapons!
Clothes!
Boots!
Belt!
Amulet!
And there are so many rings that almost every finger is worn!
Obviously, someone who can wear such a large number of high-level magic items and even artifacts cannot be an ordinary person.
So without saying a word, Faircrag blessed himself with [Stone Skin Technique] and [Protection from Energy Damage], and then asked sternly: "Who are you?!"
Zuo Si smiled and did not speak, but simply canceled the transformation effect.
In the blink of an eye, the scales on his body turned into robes, and his golden hair gradually turned into black.
After the transformation effect completely disappeared, Zuo Si put his hand on his chest and bowed gracefully: "I'm very sorry, in order to prevent you from escaping, I made some small disguises. But now, these disguises are no longer needed. My dear
Faircrag, if you don't mind, could you lend me something you have?"
"You are the elect of the goddess of poison and disease who has been in the spotlight recently? What do you want to borrow? Let me declare in advance that my treasure will not be lent to any outsider casually. You must use something of the same value as collateral." p>
Fairkrag immediately recognized the identity of the human being in front of him.
He has been collecting intelligence from all over Amn, so it is naturally impossible not to know that a divine elect has settled in the capital of this country in the past two years.
Similarly, he also heard some rumors that the other party likes to specifically look for evil five-color dragons to attack.
Those who were targeted were basically either brutally killed or disappeared inexplicably along with their treasures.
No one knows where those missing dragons have gone, but one thing is certain, that is, their fate will never be any better than being captured by the mad mage Halaster Blackrobe and taken into Leymaze.
Seeing the fearful and vigilant reaction of this red dragon, Zuo Si immediately realized that his name finally had some deterrent effect, so he took a step forward with a harmless smile on his face and said: "Relax, I want to
The thing you borrow is not a treasure, but you, or your own body, life and soul."
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si didn't give the other party any chance to react at all. He raised his hand and hit [Dimensional Anchor], completely blocking the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape.
You don’t need to ask to know that this is a very obvious signal to start war.
Without saying a word, Fairkrag suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a deadly breath of flames.
As an ancient dragon, the power of his breath is not comparable to that of red dragons who are just under adulthood or even in their prime.
The hot white flames completely melted the gold and silver coins in a large cone-shaped area in front of them almost instantly, and even the rocks on the ground and walls turned into magma under the terrifying high temperature.
But when the spewing ended, Feikrag found that Zuo Si, who had been standing in front of him just now, had disappeared.
Out of vigilance for high-level spellcasters, he immediately turned around and began to patrol around, and kept waving his thick tail in an attempt to find hidden enemies.
Before I could find any suspicious traces, I immediately felt like there was something above my head.
When he raised his head and looked up, he saw a huge portal opened above his head. Dragonborn knights Davian and Wilmes, who had been waiting for a long time, fell from the sky and hit Feikrag hard.
Boom! Boom!
As soon as they landed, the three red dragons started fighting together with their bayonets red.
Judging from the size alone, Firkelag is undoubtedly the strongest one, and is obviously outsized by the other two.
But Davian has a very high professional level, so he doesn't suffer in hand-to-hand combat.
On the contrary, Wilmes, who always relied on his size advantage to bully others, inevitably fell into a tough fight.
In terms of size and basic attributes, she couldn't take any advantage at all. On the contrary, she was suppressed to death. In terms of combat experience, she couldn't compete with an ancient dragon.
Therefore, within two or three minutes of the battle, he was already covered with scars. Even his abdomen was cut with a deep gash, and precious dragon blood spattered along the wound.
If the strange object hadn't used psychic powers to contain it at the critical moment, it is estimated that the claw just now could have been inserted directly into the heart.
Realizing that he might be killed alive, Wilmes didn't care about the pride and dignity of the red dragon. While frantically flapping his wings to push Felkrag away, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Damn it! You still want it?"
How long will you hide it? Are you going to wait for me to die?"
"No, I just want you to understand that the accumulation of pure strength cannot become a true Dragon King. You need to exercise instead of sleeping on a pile of treasures all day long."
Zuo Si lifted his invisibility and blessed Wilmes with the magic he had prepared.
Soon, a large number of wounds on the latter's body stopped bleeding and began to heal quickly.
You don't need to ask to know that he has long been unhappy with Wilmes sleeping in his lair all day long, so he deliberately took this opportunity to let him experience what a truly powerful red dragon looks like.