When Hughes looked back, it turned out that Gregory had quietly appeared behind him at some point. The huge dragon head was almost touching Hughes's old face, and a pair of dragon eyes that were densely covered with golden stripes and were about a foot in diameter. Staring at Hughes intently. w w w . q u a n b e n . c o m
Although the size of the sacred dragon is not that big among giant dragons, if the dragon's horns are included, the length of one dragon's head alone is already the height of Hughes. It was a very scary thing to be stared at by such a huge creature at such a close distance.
Hughes stood up and took two steps to the side. It was the sacred dragon in front of the goddess' throne. With your noble status among the dragon clan, do you have anything to do with me, an old elf?"
The floating Gregory landed on the rooftop of the tower, and the small space could barely accommodate its huge body. But Gregory would rather throw a piece of the dragon's tail out of the tower than keep his paws on the ground and lie down in front of Hughes.
The sacred dragon said respectfully: "I am the most loyal servant of the goddess. You can just call me Grigori."
Even Hughes, an old fox, was taken aback by Gregory's sudden respect. He immediately shook his hands wildly and quietly moved two steps to the side. Mr. Ligaoli, you are a sacred dragon that claims to only fly in the light of God, and I am only a humble elf. You use this Talking to me with such an attitude is a complete blasphemy against your noble status! You see, my knees can hardly bear the weight of my body. "
Gregory was still lying on the ground respectfully. Although the sacred dragon had indeed moved away, I may be the weakest sacred dragon in history. Dear Elder Hughes, it must not be difficult to see your wisdom, strength and greatness. What's more. In front of the most beautiful goddess, all living beings are equally humble. People respect and even fear me, either because of the magical power of dragon language in the legendary sacred dragon, or because of the brilliance of the goddess, not at all because of my true self. strength. I can deceive others, but in front of you, all my disguises are completely useless. "
Hughes chuckled, what a very interesting sacred dragon! But. I think you've got the wrong person. If you come to me for something, why not go find someone else. I'm not even a holy land. "
"Others?" There was a clear look of disdain in the eyes of the sacred dragon: "You are here. Do I need to find other people? Besides, at this moment, on this floating castle, only you can give me guidance. .Those three guys from the desolate world of death have great power, but their knowledge is too shallow. You can't blame them. They have only dealt with zombies and skeletons for thousands of years. Even the gods can become stupid. As for the other two guys, do I need to say anything? It’s such a shame!”
Hughes was silent. From his angle, he could just see a large terrace in the other corner of the floating city.
In a corner of the terrace, Androni embraced the blue starry sky, leaning against the stone wall behind her and gazing at the low blue moon. There was a smile on her lips, and she was lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking. Laughing out loud every now and then. Her face exuded the radiance of happiness, she was astonishingly charming, and her appearance was even better than before.
And on the other side of the castle. The Death God Banzheng looked at the thin sword with an earthy yellow light over and over again, laughing with every wrinkle.
From time to time he would stand up, walk back and forth under the moonlight, and keep rubbing his hands, saying to himself excitedly: "There are still eleven days, yes, ten days! There are only ten days left."
Hughes withdrew his gaze and sighed.
Gregory added: "Sacred Realm? What is the Sanctuary Realm? The Sanctuary Realm is only meaningful to those humble beings who know only a little about power! How can this crude measurement method be used to measure your unfathomable power? What? Besides, power has boundaries, but wisdom has no limits."
Hughes snorted and said, "I'm sorry you can't think of it! It was your two masters who taught you this, right?" "
The sacred dragon suddenly howled: "Look, you even know this kind of thing! I have said before that you cannot be just an ordinary elf. The wise Gregory still has this bit of vision! Light! You will know how Master Wella can't catch you! I remember when I was still a skeleton, she saw me in the vast world of death at a glance, ah no, let me take the initiative to stand in front of her... "
Hughes was taken aback and punched Grigori on the head, knocking back all the howls behind him.
Gregory also woke up and realized that not only had he violated his master's taboo, but he also howled loudly! For a moment, it was so frightened that its whole body shook, its four claws were soft, and it stretched forward and back, and the dragon's belly was holding him , he suddenly turned into a veritable five-body thrower. How can he still have the slightest bit of the divine dragon's demeanor
The dragon and the elf pricked their ears as much as possible, alerting him to the movement around him, ready to run away as soon as there was any strange sound. They waited for a long time and saw that there was no movement in the castle below, and they finally calmed down.
Androni and the Death God Ban were still immersed in their own worlds and ignored the howl of the sacred dragon. It was probably a sensible human sentinel who was now more alert than them.
Hughes glanced at Gregory hatefully, then shook his head and sighed: "Gregory, you are really a very smart sacred dragon. But your master... alas!"
Gregory raised his front paws, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and then sighed.
Hughes snorted and sighed pretentiously, how can a dragon like you understand these things?"
"Just because you don't understand, you have to learn!" This time Gregory's firm answer surprised Hughes again.
Hughes turned around, waved and said: "I am just an elf killer who is about to reach the end of his life. How can I teach a giant dragon? You'd better go!"
"Okay, okay." Grigory turned his head reluctantly, turned around hard on the small terrace, and muttered: "It seems you are not willing to give me some advice. I know , It’s not that you can’t, you just don’t want to. However, it seems that no one knows about Master *** and Master Wella, and Master *** doesn’t want others to know about it, very, very unwilling! Maybe, maybe I should remind her that someone has noticed that I have two masters. After all, without a master, there would be no loyal Grigory. Even if the *** master is furious and turns me back into a bone dragon. My A loyal heart remains eternal..."
"Stop!" Hughes called to Grigori who was about to fly up. He said in a dumbfounded voice: "You are a sacred dragon, but what you are doing now has nothing to do with being sacred!"
"How could it be?" Gregory said as he inhaled his energy and squeezed out a large area of sacred light from his body. "Look, Holy Gregory. That is also my name."
Hughes is so angry that he wants to find me, so tell me directly!"
Gregory was overjoyed. The dragon's head leaned forward to show affection, but the dragon's horn on the left almost hit Hughes. It gently chanted dragon language magic, and not long after, a piece of literature written in dragon language appeared in the air.
Hughes glanced at the text, then frowned and said: "Ultimate transformation? I've never heard of the Holy Dragon wanting to learn this. With your innate ability, you can cast a few dragon language transformations at will and you won't be able to go far." Is it a matter of family trade? There is no need to practice this useless ultimate transformation! What do you want to become? What other creature can compare with the sacred dragon? What's more, the spellcasting and spell-like abilities of the sacred dragon surpass the dragon clan. How come you can’t figure out something like the Ultimate Transformation Technique and you want to hide it from me despite your name?”
Gregory said: "Great Brother Hughes, even if we don't consider your power second only to the goddess. Your wisdom alone is enough to crush all enemies! How could I hide it from you? But I think, You must have seen that I have just become a sacred dragon, and I have not yet fully mastered the basic dragon language magic. Given time, I can certainly master the ultimate transformation technique, but... "
The sacred dragon stretched its neck deliberately and took a look at the hall, with blazing flames jumping in its huge dragon eyes: "... I really can't wait any longer! When you are so close to the thing you love most, What does it feel like to be out of reach? It’s pain! It’s so painful!”
If Si Ruo has some enlightenment. He chuckled, moved closer to Gregory's giant, and stared into his holy, loyal, and noble eyes.
Of course, given the huge size gap between the two sides, Hughes could only stare at one of Gregory's eyes. But even so, the old fox's sharp gaze almost penetrated its entire soul.
"You want to learn the ultimate transformation technique, and what skills do you plan to master through it?" Hughes finally withdrew his gaze that made Gregory feel uncomfortable.
"Hide, sneak, disguise and listen." Gregory answered without hesitation, obviously having been thinking about it for a long time.
"These are very common skills for thieves and killers! Why don't you use dragon language magic instead? As far as I know, the advanced invisibility in dragon language magic is still very easy to use. And you can also float. It's basically No need to sneak!"
"Under God's eyes, all magical energy is invisible. And as long as these most basic abilities can be used to the extreme, they will produce effects that dragon language magic cannot replace. It is entirely possible for them to hide from God's eyes! "Gregory said seriously.
"Then you know too little about dragon language magic! Forget it, but what you said is also true. When these basic abilities are combined, even gods will have a headache and want to spy. Is it a god? Which god is it? Isn’t it the god around us?” Hughes smiled and followed the lead.
Gregory immediately said seriously: "I just want to learn art from you, the art of walking in the dark and not being noticed by others."
Hughes smiled and said: "Very good! You can choose three kinds of creatures for the ultimate transformation technique. How do you choose?"
Gregory had at least thought carefully about his choice and immediately said: "Dwarf!"
Xiu Si's eyes lit up. Confucianism is indeed the best race to match these skills. It seems that you have some talent. Okay, let me explain to you the use of ultimate transformation. The power at the moment is too low, but I can change the ultimate transformation. If you only choose one kind of creature initially, you can still master it. of this skill. but. After you finish your studies, you have to do something for me. "
Gregory immediately agreed with all his heart. Although he probably couldn't do anything that Hughes couldn't do, he had already risked his life in order to learn the ultimate transformation technique, and he was willing to do it no matter how difficult it was. If you really can't do it, just give it up.
In the corner of the shining floating city, an elf and a sacred dragon are secretly studying the dark arts.
"Gregory!" After initially teaching the Holy Dragon the ultimate transformation technique. Hughes coughed and said earnestly: "These are the most basic skills for walking in the dark. But they are also the most useful skills. After you practice them, do you just want to be a bystander and watch the unfolding of the situation?"
Gregory thought about it for a while and I was already satisfied. "
Indeed, before mastering these skills, Gregory should not become a spectator of history. Being able to be an observer occasionally, even if you can only hear a few words, will make it happy for several days. But according to what Hughes said, is it possible to go further
The sacred dragon's heart started to itch again. Unstoppable itch.
"We have to ask Mr. Hughes, who is noble, wise, elegant, and has unique taste in the world, for more advice." Gregory said respectfully.
"It is impossible for weak beings like us to compete with those powerful ones, so we can only choose to hide in the darkness. But no matter how powerful the beings are, even the gods, the balance between them is still Very subtle. Sometimes, it only takes a little bit of insignificant external force. Listen clearly. Just a little bit can break this balance and make things develop in the direction we want. The force that destroys the balance does not need to be very powerful. Even we Such people who only dare to hide in the dark also have this power. Think about it, how fulfilling it is when those powerful beings change the direction of their destiny because of your intervention in the dark. Ah! Of course, there should be huge risks involved, it depends on your choice."
Every golden pattern in the Gregorian dragon's eyes shines, of course it knows its choice.
In the night, a huge figure flew across the sky. The sacred dragon was eager to find a quieter place to practice the newly mastered ultimate transformation technique. While it was looking for a suitable place, it also felt a little strange. It and Hughes had been plotting for a long time, and there were many times when they got carried away. But why, with the owner's keen sense, was he so unaware of this disrespect so close at hand
There are many, many sleepless people this night.
Rogge stood quietly in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the blue moon in the night sky, and couldn't help but think about the fighting skills of the Black Warrior Emperor and the Bone Emperor. The more Rogge recalled their every move in detail, the tighter his brows became. He focused almost all his attention on these two kings. The most terrifying thing about the Bone King is his extremely powerful attack power and instantaneous speed. He doesn't have many fighting skills, and he doesn't need these skills. The Black Warrior Emperor is, to some extent, similar to the Paladins or Rangers of this world. His combat power is balanced and not particularly outstanding, but his various auxiliary skills allow him to adapt to any environment. fighting. As for Elgra, Rogge didn’t think too much.
This does not mean that Elgra's power is inferior to these two kings, but that most of the Lich's magical knowledge has been stored in Rogge's memory. Of course, everyone knows that it is almost an impossible task to defeat this lich that has lived for thousands of years with magic. Over the thousands of years, although the lich did not dare to increase its magic power due to the fear of hunting in the heavens, it spent all its time improving its magic control and researching new applications. In terms of the amount of magic it has mastered, it is enough to I have been compared to several great magisters.
Rogge thought repeatedly about how the battle would end if he stood in front of the three kings. He knew that every king was far more powerful than he was, but pure power wasn't everything.
The fat man smiled coldly.
Just as the first law of the king restrains everything in the world of death, in this world, there are also rules that restrain the strong. Fat people are familiar with these rules. No matter how powerful the kings are, all they can rely on and use is the pure power of death. Even Rodriguez back then was wary of using the power of death and did not dare to be too showy. However, it is impossible for the kings who have survived in the four dead worlds for countless years to know this.
The fat man couldn't help but regret that he was so excited that day that he opened his mouth to challenge the kings. Since I have already said that what is going on between the kings is a war, then why do we need to take into account property and morality? After all, war is not a decisive battle, so why expose your intentions prematurely and put them on guard
But then he thought about it and realized that this might not be a bad thing. There are always opportunities, it just depends on whether he can take advantage of them. The three kings have great power. They may be able to adapt to the world and grow quickly, but they will never be familiar with some important rules in this world, such as people's attitude towards the undead. The more powerful the king is, the more he must make good use of it...
In the blink of an eye, Rogge had hatched several plans.
Rogge suddenly remembered that the divine servant Sera Fei inexplicably only had level 14 fighting spirit, and when she was teaching him a lesson, her flying fists did not even bother to attach a level 14 fighting spirit. Tenth level of fighting spirit! At just tenth level, Seraphi had already beaten Fatty to the point where I couldn't stand it. Every time that shiny and exquisite boot stepped on Rogge's belly, it exerted the tenth level of fighting spirit to the fullest. Not even the weakest strand was wasted, and it was all sent into Rogge's body. Each strand of Dou Qi seemed to have eyes, poking away the clumps of magic power that Rogge was trying to gather, and even had the energy left to torture his nerves.
Rogge thought back over and over again about those pedalings. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was endless and unfinished. If Seraphi were present, I'm afraid Rogge would ask her to step on her a few more times.
He suddenly let out a long sigh, feeling that the world was so vast and boundless. Unfortunately, time was fair to everyone, and he would never be given an extra cent to explore and experience.
Rogge stretched out his hand in front of him, and the blue moonlight fell quietly on his open palm. Suddenly, the brilliance flowing like mercury was like a lake, and it slowly accumulated in the palm of his hand, like a real body. , and when it reached a certain height, it overflowed from the edge of the palm. As soon as the moonlight left the range of his hand, it turned into light again and projected on the ground.
Under the moonlight, the shadow of that hand had disappeared.
Rogge smiled slightly, a little bitterly. If he had focused on improving his strength as soon as possible, then why would he be like this
But there is no shortcut to power. Even if he pays more attention to personal power, the result will still be the same.
Rogge knew in his heart that when he looked up at the blue moon, he could only smile bitterly.
The stars twinkled in the velvety deep blue sky, the full moon was reaching its zenith, and the floating city stood quietly in the west. The magical light intertwined with seven colors shone brighter than the daytime in the deep night scene, even taking away the The blue moon dominates the night sky. But in the ever-changing magic light, there is occasionally a strong breath of death, adding a touch of weirdness to this dreamlike and beautiful castle.
On the floating city, behind the closed colorful windows of the central hall, those silver eyes passed through many obstacles and were looking at the blue moon in the sky.
The moon sets, the moon rises.
On Rogge's military map, the positions of the two bloody flags kept moving forward.
After Faerûn, there is the unique small town of Lubek; after Lubek, there is the majestic military fortress Wanda; when Wanda was dyed dark red, the flying bloody double flags finally reached Delaware The capital of the empire, Tiffany. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)