"Dear Lady Catherine, now let's take a look at this famous painting "Saints" by Darlov. w w w. q u a n b e n .c o m" An old man with a gray beard and a noble temperament carefully placed an oil painting on the shelf, and then A thin jasper rod was used as a dot on the screen to start the explanation.
Catherine looked tired and yawned involuntarily. She had not rested for two days and two nights, but Cliff Deng, who explained art to her, was one of the most famous painters today. She had spent a lot of effort to invite him back, so there were not many opportunities to listen to his explanation.
""The Saint" itself is a mystery. Whether its current appearance is Darlov's original intention has not yet been completely determined. There is a theory that Darlov created the basis for this painting, but the final composition and coloring were done by another person and tampered with Darlov's original intention. I personally prefer this theory. You see, although this painting is almost identical to Darlov in every detail, even the inner style of the use of color, Love's other works are exactly the same, but if you taste it carefully, you will find that this painting has a bit more murderous atmosphere, which is unprecedented in any of Darlov's works. These differences are very subtle and require considerable artistic attainments. Only in this way can we tell the difference. For example, the prostrate believer next to the Saint, judging from his expression, position and movements, looks more like a dying soldier on the battlefield. How to interpret "The Saint" is not only a matter of the painting art world itself It is a major event and a good topic to test the viewer’s artistic skills... "
Cliff kept explaining and explained the knowledge about painting appreciation bit by bit through "Saints".
There was a faint ringing of bells in the distance, and the sky was starting to get slightly brighter. Before he knew it, Cliff had been explaining for more than three hours. He looked at the time and said goodbye to Catherine immediately.
Catherine was extremely tired. She called the maid, began to bathe, change clothes, and put on makeup again.
An hour later, Catherine regained her dazzling appearance and walked into the restaurant with the most moving appearance.
It's time for her breakfast with MGM.
MGM and Macbeth have been staying at the Grand Duke's mansion for two days. These two days were also two days when Catherine had no sleep.
MGM was now seated at the dining table. He had just arrived a few days ago and didn't quite understand the etiquette of the southern royal family, but his noble status, extraordinary strength and persistence in beauty made him stand out from the crowd. As a high-level angel, he can change his appearance according to his wishes. However, he was already very satisfied with his new body, so he only added a pair of extremely finely trimmed mustaches and a faint smile. MGM exudes a mature charm all the time.
The dining table is filled with all kinds of exquisite breakfasts. Yesterday, MGM had tried the famous breakfast from the South under the introduction of Catherine. Today, what was placed on the table were all the famous delicacies from the North.
During the entire breakfast, Catherine not only allowed MGM to taste the northern flavor that was completely different from the previous day, but also explained in detail the history, production techniques and some related dishes that MGM liked very much. s legend.
At the same time, Catherine herself is the most perfect teaching on court etiquette.
For MGM, every time they spend time with Catherine is a rare and wonderful experience. He felt more and more that this world that had never been in his eyes turned out to be so wonderful.
An hour and a half later, the long breakfast was finally over. But MGM felt that time passed too quickly.
As long as Catherine is thoughtful, any time spent with her will become the most wonderful memory.
Under the guidance of the maid, Catherine and MGM came to the private collection museum of the Grand Duke's Palace.
Catherine led MGM directly to the art gallery on the left.
"Noble Lord MGM, today I will be honored to explain to you a crude art of painting in this world. I hope you will like it."
In front of Catherine's charming smile, MGM gracefully responded with a world that was beyond my imagination. I am now very much looking forward to another great piece you are about to prompt for me. "
Catherine came to an oil painting, took the thin jasper rod from the hand of the maid, and said with a smile: "Noble Lord MGM, when it comes to the art of painting, we can't help but mention one of the greatest painters in history, Darlot. Master Huf. This painting is his famous work "Saint". "Saint" itself is a mystery. Whether its current appearance is Darlov's original intention has not yet been completely determined... "
Under Catherine's guidance, MGM was completely immersed in the world of painting art. That gentle voice and delicate hands are slowly presenting the history of painting art on the continent in front of MGM. He was fascinated by Catherine's elegance and perfection, and was surprised by her breadth.
Perhaps the only regret is that time really flies by. But manipulating time is a task that is completely incompetent even for high-level angels like MGM.
After a hurried lunch, Catherine went to the weapons exhibition hall of the Grand Duke's Palace, waiting for Macbeth who had just visited the training camp of the Royal Guards of the Principality.
Macbeth's heroic face was expressionless. As soon as he stepped into the weapons exhibition hall, he silently followed Catherine to visit the weapons collected by the Grand Duke of Bavaria. Occasionally when he sees a weapon that interests him, he will pick it up and wave it around briefly, then put it back down.
Catherine walked with him without saying a word. Weapons are different from art, and without any martial arts skills, she cannot express her opinions in this field. What's more, in Macbeth's eyes, the high-quality magic equipment collected by the Grand Duke's Palace is really no different from a child's toy.
Macbeth only saw half of the gallery before losing all interest. He turned to look at Catherine and asked: "Mrs. Catherine, I heard that there is a very famous Mr. Prosise in your country. I wonder if you can arrange for me to meet him?"
"Lord Macbeth, Mr. Prosise, the Star Swordsman, is following Master Rochelio to prepare for the war against the Dro Empire. This war is of great importance, and I think he may not be able to respond to your request to learn martial arts. If you want to meet the strong man in this world, I have another suggestion. But..." Catherine hesitated.
Macbeth raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Lord Catherine, I admire your beauty and wisdom very much, and I fully understand your piety. You don't have to have any worries in front of me. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Despite Macbeth's assurance, Catherine still hesitated for a while before subconsciously lowering her voice. She heard that the two adults came to this world to hunt down a fallen angel? "
Macbeth's eyes flashed, and an invisible force field immediately restrained Catherine. Under the tremendous pressure, Catherine's face was pale and her expression was frightened. Her mouth was wide open, but she could not make any sound at all. She tried in vain to struggle, but she could not move even a little finger.
How did you know about this? Macbeth's tone was still the same as usual, but Catherine knew that as long as she answered incorrectly, she would be killed immediately. After two days of contact, she knew that Macbeth was not as scrupulous as the Pope. He was completely Ignoring the jihad cause of the Grand Duke of Bavaria who inherited miracles, he naturally did not consider whether Catherine's life and death would affect the jihad in the principality.
The pressure on Catherine relaxed slightly, allowing her to speak reluctantly: "This... the Pope told me."
Macbeth frowned, walked a few steps in the room, and then waved his hand, and the pressure that restrained Catherine immediately disappeared. Catherine sat down weakly on the ground, holding her hands on the ground, and kept coughing.
Looking from Macbeth's point of view, he could just see the white skin of her chest and her deep cleavage rising and falling sharply.
Macbeth suddenly felt his heart speed up slightly, and there was an inexplicable restlessness. He was stunned for a moment, and with a slight thought in his mind, he suppressed the abnormality in his body.
Catherine glanced at Macbeth, her eyes full of panic, but there was something else hidden deep in the panic. Macbeth doesn't know enough about the world, so he fails to see the true meaning hidden in Catherine's eyes. In fact, even if he has lived in this world for decades, he still has little chance of seeing through Catherine's mind.
"Go on." Macbeth stood in front of the long window with his hands behind his hands and said calmly.
"Can I ask, what is the name of the fallen angel that you two adults are chasing?" Catherine's tone returned to calmness, but the subtle tremor revealed a little timidity in her heart. It seemed that she was being Macbeth is frightened by his roughness.
"Audreyh."
Catherine was silent for a long time and then said softly: I told you this name. "
This time, even Macbeth lost his usual calmness and indifference. He suddenly turned around and asked: "What!? Where did you hear this name?"
"Recently, a new church has arisen in the Asrophek Empire in the north. I heard that the goddess they believe in is called Odeleh..."
Sure enough, he pretended to be a god and stole the power of faith. She will definitely not be able to escape this blasphemy..." Macbeth thought to himself.
Catherine continued: "I heard that every time she performed a miracle, it was filled with hymns and accompanied by dazzling holy light..."
She is able to use divine power to such an extent and dares to claim to be a god. It seems that even if she is not Audreyhe, she must have something to do with her..." Thinking of this, Macbeth immediately interrupted and asked: "Wisdom. Where is Eye's headquarters? "
"In Dresden, the headquarters of the Principality of Are, a vassal state of the Asrophic Empire."
Macbeth nodded Good! I'll go over and take a look. "
"Please wait!" cried Catherine.
Macbeth is a little impatient, but still ready to hear what she has to say.
"Lord Macbeth, as far as I know, except for a few demonstrations, the goddess Audreyh with the Eye of Wisdom has never appeared again. It seems that she is very cunning and knows how to hide her tracks. You go directly to hunt her down. She might be in vain!" Catherine said.
Macbeth frowned and said nothing. In fact, he just wanted to track down the whereabouts of Odelech. Once verified, he would immediately summon Achilles and MGM. With him and MGM present, those arrogant Achilles wouldn't have any tricks to play. You know, it can be said that there is a reason for Odeleh's fall. If Achilles also fell, Tiratmis, who created them and was responsible for guiding them, would also be guilty of this.
As for the pursuit of the light angel Audareh...
Although Macbeth is very arrogant, he always has this self-knowledge.
Catherine walked to Macbeth's side, leaned forward slightly, and lowered her voice: "I heard that Rogge, the prince of the Asrophic Empire and the lord of the Duchy of Are, has an unusual relationship with Audreyh. Very close. It is because of his full support that the Eye of Wisdom has been able to develop rapidly in the north. I heard that there are many powerful people around Rogge. For example, one of Mr. Prosis's apprentices has been Working for him. Also, the intelligence I sent back from the north infers that Rogge and Audreyh are likely to have an affair... "
Catherine, who has a noble temperament, actually spit out the vulgar words "has a leg" in a soft voice. The strong contrast between this made Macbeth feel thirsty in his throat.
"Audreyh...have you fallen to this point?" Macbeth thought to himself. In front of him, the radiant and extremely arrogant light angel in the heaven appeared again.
This time, Macbeth's heart could no longer slow down.
"Rogg. Rogg..." Macbeth read the name several times, and then sneered: "Very good! I will go to the north to see what kind of person it is that can seduce Audreyh to fall!" "
Catherine immediately said: "I will prepare a map of the Asrofic Principality for you, as well as a portrait of Rogge."
"No need!" Macbeth waved his hand and said that the information was enough. "
After saying that, Macbeth's figure fluctuated and gradually disappeared.
Catherine stood in the room for a while, then left with a sad look on her face.
In the corridor, the maid supporting Catherine asked carefully: "Mrs. Catherine, you look so sad. Is there anything that's bothering you?"
Catherine sighed softly. I was worried about Lord Macbeth. He is so arrogant, but... I heard that there are many powerful people in the north... "
The master and servant quickly passed through the corridor and entered Catherine's bedroom.
Where they just passed, there was a fluctuation in the air, and Macbeth's figure slowly emerged. He looked in the direction of Catherine's message and showed a rare smile.
He then turned to the north and disappeared again. But Macbeth didn't see it, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't be able to decipher the meaning of the smile at the corner of Catherine's mouth.
In the dark forest, the tremors of the earth have not stopped.
The flame tyrant Tangke Bakara has traveled through most of the dark forest, but his anger does not seem to have subsided at all.
Several burning giant trees fell down in front of Tangke Bakala, but his footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked up to the sky, as if he was looking for something.
"Who is hiding there! Do you think you can hide from Tangke Bakala's eyes?" The flame tyrant suddenly roared, and with his extremely loud sound, dark red flame ripples spread out, surrounding the area. The forest within a thousand meters was immediately submerged in the raging fire.
There was an unnatural distortion in the sky, and a stunning figure in black robes appeared, with a pair of bright red eyes staring expressionlessly at the flame tyrant on the ground.
Tangkebakala was angered by this obvious slight. He roared again, and a ball of almost colorless and transparent flames enveloped Achilles.
Achilles opened his lips slightly and muttered something in a low voice. A bright red color quickly dyed his cheeks, neck, and eventually spread to all exposed skin.
Achilles floated quietly in mid-air, his bright red eyes fixed on the flame tyrant, letting the flames rage.
After the recent transformation, his physique has become completely immune to fire.
Tangke Bakala roared again, and grabbed the void with his right hand made entirely of flames, and a huge dark red, semi-melted rock immediately appeared in his palm!
In the blink of an eye, the rock had flown in front of Achilles!
Achilles raised his eyebrows, obviously more serious.
His left hand, as white and tender as dripping water, was spread out in front of him, an invisible net blocking the incoming lava. Achilles' whole body was shocked, and he was hit slightly by the huge momentum of the lava!
Achilles' face was expressionless, his delicate white right hand opened and slowly tilted downward. A bright red color flowed down from his palm and floated towards Tangke Bakala. This touch of red is not light and has no clothes. It seems that it does not exist in this plane at all. It kept changing its shape, passing through a series of obstacles on the way forward, and floated to the top of Tang Kebakara's head.
The Fire Tyrant seemed a little nervous about this weird red color. His huge body was slightly lowered, and he kept spitting out flames as thick as viscous gunpowder. These spitting tongues of fire woven into a curtain of color, blocking the falling red.
That ray of red seemed to be very unwilling, and kept flowing on the flame curtain, but it could never find a gap to penetrate, and finally dissipated reluctantly.
Achilles nodded and ignored the Fire Tyrant. Those bright red eyes were already looking into the distance at this moment, looking at the beautiful figure that once had infinite radiance.
He suddenly rose into the sky and disappeared into the boundless blue sky in the blink of an eye.
The flame tyrant suddenly lost his target and looked extremely angry. But the only thing that could vent his anger at this moment were the towering ancient trees around him. After knocking down countless giant trees, he finally calmed down and walked towards Moonlight Dragon City again.
Raging forest fires are difficult to extinguish.
Under the cover of darkness, Rogge was running along the corridor of flames left by Tangke Bakala. The wide flame corridor is filled with huge charred trees that emit light green smoke, many of which are still spitting out weak tongues of fire.
Even though several days had passed, the huge footprints left by Tangke Bakala were still emitting an astonishing amount of heat. At the base of some footprints, the molten rock is even still soft.
Walking on the flame corridor, Rogge has discovered a special feature of the dark forest, which is the extremely strong vitality.
Between the giant trees that had not yet burned out, Rogge would see several dark red shoots growing quietly from time to time. They are not at all afraid of the surrounding flames, high temperatures, and charred solid ground, growing tenaciously with a terrifying degree that is visible to the naked eye. These new plants look different from other plants in the dark forest. They are extremely heat-resistant and can even absorb the energy needed for survival from the breath left by the Fire Tyrant.
Roger picked off a new leaf.
This dark red leaf twisted and stretched in his hand, and even had several pointed nozzles protruding from the edge of the leaf. It seemed that it was trying to penetrate into his skin to suck blood to replenish the nutrients necessary for growth. energy. Rogge observed the new leaf carefully for a while, and then a small ball of extremely light silver flame ignited in his palm, burning this leaf that was not afraid of fire alive into a ball of green smoke, without any ashes. Leave.
There was a slight sound of strings on the ground around Rogge, and the new terrifying plants seemed to already know the tragic fate of their companions, and they burrowed underground with all their strength. After a while, within a few dozen meters of Rogge, there were only sections of charred wood, without any life left.
But Rogge knew that not far underground, there were countless young but terrifying new plants lurking.
This is the horror of the dark forest!
The dark forest is like a huge beast. For it, every disaster is an opportunity for new life.
Rogge jumped up and ran down the flame corridor like a wisp of smoke.
The surrounding scenery flew back. Against the background of thick and gloomy colors such as dark gray green and dark red, a bright red suddenly flashed across Rogge's sight.
He stopped suddenly.
Rogge looked around and found that he was in a very huge ashes field. If the previous Flame Corridor was a road, then this place was a huge square. Within a radius of 10,000 meters, there is not a single giant tree that can stand upright. It seems that the flame tyrant Tangke Bakala was stimulated by something, so he completely destroyed this large forest.
As was the case along the way, there were countless new plants growing quietly in the ruins, and one was even trying hard to poke its head out from under Rogge's feet.
Rogge didn't care about these very dangerous new plants. His eyes only fell on the edge of the ash field. There was a clump of low shrubs, common in dark forests.
But unlike those shrubs that were either dark green or dark gray, this bush was all flashing bright red.
He walked involuntarily towards the bush.
The dark forest is windy.
The wind here is rich in all kinds of negative energy related to darkness. Incredibly rich. Because of this, even an inconspicuous breeze contains huge power. In the dark forest, you can often see a gust of breeze passing by, and then a strange scene of giant trees swaying in the wind. Because of this, it is very difficult for even those who are proficient in martial arts to travel through the dark forest. When there is no wind, the dark forest is no different from the outside world, but once the wind picks up, the people flying through it are like a small boat struggling in the huge waves, and every move will feel like they can't help it.
The creatures in the dark forest are not only adapted to the wind here, they also know how to use the wind here. Some terrifying monsters can even use wind as their weapons. These monsters may be fragile in the outside world, but in the dark forest, their power is increased several times.
A whirlwind swept through the entire ash field, and the huge charred trees kept rolling. The giant trees that had escaped the ash field at the edge were swaying in the wind. The wind didn't seem too strong, but several thick tree trunks flying in the wind showed its terrifying power.
This bright red bush also sways slightly in the wind, but their movements have nothing to do with the movement of the wind. They just keep swaying according to their own rules.
Roger stopped at the edge of the bush. The bushes were all glowing with a faint red light, reflecting a small patch of bright red world around them.
Finally, he slowly stretched out his left hand and reached into this mysterious bright red space.
At that moment, Rogge seemed to have something. He felt that his hand had passed through the barrier of space and entered the mysterious space that he had visited several times in soul form. That space was filled with a storm of energy. Fatty once doubted if anything could really be strong enough to survive in that space.
He opened his eyes, looked intently, and saw that his hand was still well connected to his body. But the arm that has entered the bright red world, the skin is now exuding a faint red brilliance, just like the silk bush.
Rogge tried to touch this mysterious bush, and the feeling on his fingers told him that it was just the most common bush in the dark forest. But the detection of mental power showed that this bush was in a very strange state, as if they were existing in two different planes at the same time.
But it's really just a bush.
How can a bush exist in two different planes at the same time? Rogge's brows furrowed as he saw an unusually bright red leaf in the center of the bush. So he stretched out his body and tried to reach out to touch the red leaf. Intuition told Rogge that he must not let his whole body enter this bright red world. No matter how he stretched his body, one foot would stay outside the bright red world.
Rogge's hand finally reached the red leaf, but his fingers passed through the leaf surface, as if the leaf was just a phantom. He tried a few more times, each time with different types of magic attached to his hand. But the result is that it passes through the leaf surface, and no force of any nature can touch this red leaf.
Rogge retreated, closed his eyes and thought, while constantly exploring this mysterious space with his spirit. Finally, he finally determined that the red leaf was indeed a baby, but it did not exist in this plane at all. There is a mysterious power that makes its projection appear in this plane. Moreover, the entire bush is being pulled extremely slowly towards that unknown plane by this mysterious force.
Rogge suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the bright red world. When he took his hand back, there was already a touch of red in his palm. This is not light or entity, just color, a color that represents an invisible force.
The red slowly dimmed, and Rogge knew that this meant that the mysterious power was gradually draining away.
The bright red world shrouding this bush actually constitutes an extremely dangerous trap. A connection to an unknown plane. The trap of no return. The trap will disappear only when the mysterious bright red disappears, but the prey already trapped in the trap will be completely destroyed by the transformation of different spaces as the bright red disappears.
However, this bush is so obvious that it does not seem to be an intentional trap, but just a natural barrier formed by the unconscious bright red on the ground.
Rogge looked up and saw that the sky was still a lifeless dark gray.
After stopping in front of this bush for a long time, Rogge finally continued to move along the flame corridor with a heavy heart.
The clouds over Moonlight Dragon City have never been so dense.
Although it was morning, the tall and spacious rooms in Dragon City were still very dim, and the scenery further away became blurry. In the past, even in the darkest moment before dawn, soft light would emit from the walls of Dragon City, and every silver dragon was used to sleeping under this comfortable light.
The light of Moonlight Dragon City comes from the divine power of the Dragon God. On the day when Dragon City turned from brilliance to dimness, all the silver dragons knew that Moonlight Dragon City was far away from the Dragon God's care.
The dim environment makes the silver dragons in Dragon City become restless. Although the dimness has lasted for a long time, the silver dragons are obviously still not accustomed to the new environment. The uneasy atmosphere is growing day by day in Dragon City. spreading.
The only place in Dragon City that still shines with brilliance is Longchi.
In the huge dragon pond, the sapphire blue water rippled without wind, exuding a soft and extremely comfortable magical atmosphere. However, the water in the pool now only covers the bottom of the pool, which is completely different from the scene in the past when the entire dragon pool was filled.
Craneo, who stood by the dragon pond, sighed deeply. She knew that it wouldn't be long before the dragon pond would completely dry up. At that time, all the magic barriers in Moonlight Dragon City will lose their energy, and the dragon eggs will only be able to rely on the flames breathed by the silver dragons to keep warm. The injured warriors will have to rely on their own physical strength to recover from their injuries, and even the lighting inside Moonlight Dragon City, Either you can only rely on secular flames, or you can rely on the silver dragon to support the magical light with its own magic power.
Moonlight Dragon City, which robbed Longchi, was just a body without a soul.
Cranio walked up the stairs with heavy steps, arrived at the temple dedicated to the Dragon God, and began his daily atonement prayers.
The temple was dark, and Cranio's amber eyes were the brightest light source in the hall at this moment. On the altar at the end of the hall, the huge statue of the Dragon God does not feel any sacred and solemn atmosphere. It is just a stone sculpture with nothing special about it. Its essence is no different from the boulders above and below Dragon Peak.
Cranio prayed silently with the most pious heart, hoping that the Dragon God could forgive her sins and bring God's grace to Moonlight Dragon City again.
The long prayer was over, and this time she was still disappointed.
In fact, even if there is no blessing from the Dragon God, no Dragon Pool, and no natural danger of Dragon City, the overall strength of the Silver Dragon Clan, which still has ten adult warriors, is still strong. Any dragon, whether high or low, adult or old, can easily destroy a group of human adventurers. Logically speaking, Cranio had no reason to be upset. There are really only a handful of races that can pose a threat to the aloof Silver Dragon. Even if all twelve steel golems of the Babylonian Empire's Golem Legion were driven under the Dragon City, Cranio would only need to send six warriors to annihilate the entire Golem Legion.
But she still felt uneasy day by day, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching her. This unknown enemy must be more powerful than imagined and can kill Nicholas silently. She had already seen that the Babylonian Empire had only abused Nicholas's body, and that its murderer was someone else. Of course, just the crime of corpse abuse was enough for Krani to make the decision to destroy the golem army. Perhaps the real murderers of Nicholas were those who seriously injured him. But it must be this unknown enemy who killed Nicholas in the end.
That day, when she drove Nicholas, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, from Moonlight Dragon City, Cranio's heart had already died. That was the first time she realized the responsibility and helplessness of being a king. This enemy can insert the infinitely powerful silver dragon into the conspiracy, which is obviously not something ordinary silver dragons can handle. Perhaps the only way out for Moonlight Dragon City at this moment is to gather the strength of all Silver Dragon warriors.
But Cranio didn't even know who this mysterious enemy was.
In fact, her heart ached all the time because she could never forget Nicholas' miserable fate.
She was once again immersed in boundless pain, and she didn't even know how she returned to the Silver Dragon King's meeting hall on the top floor of Dragon City.
Every day after Cranio prays, it is the routine meeting time of Moonlight Dragon City, so there are already several silver dragons waiting here.
Cranio suppressed the grief in his heart and managed to cheer up. From a Silver Dragon perspective, she is still very, very young. The responsibility of the position of Silver Dragon King is too heavy for her.
Seeing that Craneo had already established himself as the Dragon King, a young silver dragon warrior said: "Dear Craneo, I have discovered the ambush location of the Golem Legion of the Human Babylonian Empire. They are very cleverly hidden. If it weren't for you, They brought back news of human invasion, so that we can search for it purposefully, and it is very likely that they will successfully lurk near Dragon City. They brought a total of six steel golems. If we have one, even It was two soldiers who were caught in an ambush, and the consequences were disastrous."
The Silver Dragon Warrior's words made Cranio involuntarily think of the scene that day, and she felt another heartbreaking pain!
The other silver dragon also spoke: "Dear Cranio, following your instructions, we have expanded the search scope around Dragon City these days. Forgive me for bringing back bad news. For some reason, Qingshi The frost-armored giants on the mountain left the camp under the leadership of their leader. Looking at the direction they were heading, it was Moonlight Dragon City! In terms of number, they came with a total of more than 80 adult warriors. It seemed that all the people in the camp Giant warriors are involved in this operation. I can't fly too close, but I don't think their intentions are friendly."
Cranio nodded, adding a layer of worry.
A heavy sound came from outside the door, and then another silver dragon entered the meeting hall. He seemed very uneasy.
"Dear Cranio, I brought you very bad news from the Dark Forest! The Flame Tyrant, who has been sleeping in the cracks of the abyss for many years, walked out of the abyss at some point and has now traveled through the entire Dark Forest! He has The direction he is heading towards is Moonlight Dragon City! I observed his progress, and in three days at the latest, he will arrive at the gates of Moonlight Dragon City. It seems that Tangke Bakala's goal is also Dragon City."
Cranio felt dizzy and couldn't help but let out a low moan.
All the existences around Moonlight Dragon City that could rival the Silver Dragon were gathering towards Dragon City at the same time! If these three forces were combined into one, they could easily destroy all the silver dragons in Moonlight Dragon City.
Cranio vaguely felt that behind the three obvious enemies, there was still a huge shadow, which was the truly terrifying enemy of the Silver Dragon Clan. But she can no longer care about much. The most urgent task at hand is to resolve the imminent crisis.
Cranio thought for a moment and said to a silver dragon: "Ston, you should now lead the three warriors to the place where the Babylonian Golem Legion ambush and make a search appearance. Since they only brought six steel golems , then they will never dare to be enemies with the four Silver Dragon Warriors. Seeing you searching in the sky, they will definitely hide away and choose another ambush location. What you have to do is to force them to set up the ambush location in Shuang On the route of the giant armor."
Stone swung the dragon's tail and said a little irritably: "Give me six warriors! I can guarantee that every steel golem will be dismantled into steel blocks!"
Cranio shook his head. Iron golems are very troublesome and powerful enemies. As far as I know, there is no sign of the human Babylonian Empire being able to form an alliance with the frost giants of Bluestone Mountain. I don’t know why the Frost Armor Giants are marching towards Moonlight Dragon City, but it’s not a bad thing if they can fight with the Steel Golems of the Babylon Empire first. This can at least buy us a few days. Stan, even if you can dismantle all the golems into steel blocks, it is inevitable that some soldiers will be injured. The Dragon Pond is almost dry, and the last of its water must be left to treat the wounded warriors fighting the Flame Tyrant. Stan, our situation is very unfavorable now. Before we can determine the purpose of Tonk Bakala's coming, we must try our best to avoid unnecessary battles. "
Cranio discussed with the two old silver dragons around her for a moment, and decided that early tomorrow morning, she would lead several silver dragons to the dark forest and ask the flame tyrant Tangke Bakala face to face about his purpose. If the target of the Fire Tyrant is not the silver dragons, then of course thank God.
If Tangke Bakala also came to destroy Moonlight Dragon City, then the fate of the Silver Dragon Clan would really be in danger.
There are actually two options before Cranio. One is to take advantage of the fact that the three enemies are still a certain distance away from Moonlight Dragon City, and use the silver dragons' natural advantage in speed to use the strength of the entire clan to defeat them one by one. Destroy these three groups of enemies respectively. Another option is to abandon Moonlight Dragon City, move the whole family, and find another place to live.
But silver dragons are arrogant, and it would be even sadder to ask them to give up their dignity, abandon the Moonlight Dragon City where they have lived for thousands of years, and flee the city than to kill them. Cranio had absolutely no confidence that the Silver Dragons would be able to choose the latter path. The former plan was not a good choice either. The terror of Tonk Bakala was well-known throughout the north. Cranio only knew that he was very powerful, but did not know how strong he was. Even if the silver dragons came out in force and wiped out the flame tyrant, she didn't know how many warriors would fall in the flames of Tonke Bakala.
If the first plan succeeds, only a few silver dragons will be able to reach Moonlight Dragon City alive.
However, the enemies of the silver dragon are not just the flame tyrant, frost armor giant and steel golem, but also the equally powerful black dragon among their enemies!
There was a burst of sadness in Cranio's heart, and she couldn't even imagine the consequences.
What's more, the enemy hiding in the dark has not yet appeared. Cranio's intuition told her that this enemy was no less dangerous than any known enemy of the Silver Dragons.
"Could it be that... I will be the last Dragon King of Dragon City?" Cranio looked at the dark sky outside the giant window and thought silently.
She suddenly saw a ray of cloud in her eyes. It was a lively and gorgeous red glow!
She was startled. When I looked at it again, the sky had returned to its monotonous lead color, as if nothing had ever happened. (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)