As time passed, the king and queen of the Kingdom of Esther were eagerly awaiting the return of their daughter who was kidnapped by the dragon, but most of the warriors who set out to save the princess by boat never returned.
They waited and waited, but there was still little news about their daughter.
So the king once again issued a bounty.
As long as Princess Angelia can be rescued from the dragon, he will abdicate and pass the throne to the warrior.
The craze that had gradually cooled down started again, and more warriors who hoped to reach the sky one day set off from the mainland and headed for the direction of Long Island.
Soon, the hundredth Challenger set sail.
Ten days later, the waves sent debris from the ship that had been washed away, and there were still traces of the dragon's breath scorched on it.
So the sorcerer came to King Farren.
The black robe blocked his face, and withered hands stretched out from the sleeves of the robe, tightly clutching a knotted and curved staff, and the ruby on the ring flashed a strange light.
He said, "Your Majesty, the time is ripe."
The king of Farren was in a good mood: "How many warships do you need? Is one hundred enough?"
The wizard shook his head.
"Two hundred ships?"
The wizard shook his head again.
King Farren's brows furrowed: "Then how much do you need?"
The wizard's dry fingers stretched slowly.
King Farren's brows furrowed even tighter: "Five hundred ships?"
Although there are many, it is not impossible to make an emergency call.
The wizard replied, "Five."
King Farren was surprised: "Are you sure? This is the most terrifying creature in the entire continent. Can five warships really defeat him?"
The wizard's voice was low and hoarse, and he replied in a gentle tone: "Trust me, Your Majesty."
But would the dragon let the princess be stolen so easily
Although King Farren was full of doubts, he could only believe what the wizard said and agreed that he would set out on the journey to Dragon Island with five warships and strong men selected from all over the country.
Several small boats slowly departed from the calm waters near the shore, heading towards the mist surrounding Long Island.
The thick and dense gray-white fog covered the sky, shrouded the dark sea, and the waves below were turbulent, as if it could swallow all ships traveling from this sea area.
The wizard in black stood on the bow of the ship.
He raised the staff in his hand and recited the incantation that seemed to come from ancient times in a hoarse and low voice. The low murmur floated above the sea, and it looked very strange in the thick fog.
The dark waves surged, and the bluish-white corpses slowly rose from the bottom of the sea.
Their eyes are dull, the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands are stained with rust, and the swollen skin that has been soaked is disfigured by the creatures in the sea.
The soldiers on the ship stared at the scene in front of them in horror.
They held their breaths, as if afraid of disturbing the horrific sight before them.
One after another corpses rose from the bottom of the sea and surrounded the ship. Their feet did not move, but they seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, and they moved forward with the ship.
The fog slowly dissipated.
Not far away, you can see the rugged tip of Long Island.
Wizards cast spells for divination.
- The dragon is on the island.
He continued to recite the ancient spell in his mouth, and the corpses slowly spread out. They stood on the turbulent waves, and each one was separated by a completely equal distance, slowly surrounding the entire Dragon Island. , the fog behind them followed the ships and corpses as if they were alive, swallowing the originally clear blue sky and enclosing the entire island in it.
The boat docked quietly, not making a sound.
The black-robed wizard brought the warriors to the island.
They quietly passed through the rugged rocks, sandy beaches, and dense jungle. Came to the cave where the dragon inhabited.
Inside the cave, the hills of gold coins and jewels flashed brilliantly in the dim light. In the gold coins, the back of a giant dragon covered with dark scales could be seen faintly, winding like a mountain, buried in the gold coins.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe lightly, for fear of disturbing the dragon's sleep.
"Don't worry." The black-robed wizard's hoarse voice echoed in the cave: "He won't wake up."
He walked towards the gorgeous big bed in the mountain of books.
The withered and slender hands slowly lifted the thick and gorgeous curtains beside the bed, but, as expected, they did not see the beautiful sleeping face of the princess.
The black-robed wizard frowned.
—Perhaps the princess was in another corner of the cave when the spell was in effect.
The most important thing to do now is to kill the dragon.
The wizard turned and walked towards the giant dragon lying on the side. Along the way, the gold coins and jewels under his feet were jingling, and the black robe was dragging on the gold coin pile and approaching the giant dragon little by little.
The dragon closed his eyes tightly, his chest covered with hard scales rising and falling with his breathing.
The wizard took out a silver dagger from his robe. On the hilt of the dagger, a ruby with a strange color shone in the darkness.
He approached with a short sword in his hand, pressing the sharp hilt against the dragon's chest, embedded in the gaps between the scales and the scales.
Under the black robe, there was a twisted smile on the corner of the pale lips.
Dragon Heart.
It contains the most powerful magic in the world.
With it, he will be the strongest man in the world.
When he kills the dragon, the princess and the kingdom of Esther will become his property, the whole continent will bow to him, and he will stand on the top of the continent.
The joy of victory surged in the chest of the black-robed wizard.
He held the hilt of the sword in both hands, raised it slowly, and stabbed it down hard!
However, in the next second, there was a flash of silver light, and the sharp tip of the sword slanted out from under the dragon's wings.
The black-robed wizard took two steps back in surprise.
The huge thin wings of the giant dragon moved slightly, and the princess with bright blonde hair above her head held a long sword and bent over and walked out.
She was wearing a long skirt slantingly on her body, the layers of satin and muslin were embellished with all kinds of gorgeous jewelry, her white shoulders and delicate collarbones were exposed from the top of the skirt, and the unfastened shoulder straps were loose. dragged aside.
The wizard's eyes widened in shock: "You... why didn't you fall asleep?"
Ge Xiu sneered:
"Because this stupid dragon can't understand human speech."
Give him all kinds of different dresses over and over again.
- One of them can also resist all magic attacks.
When the fog began to spread on the island, Gorshu realized that something was not right.
There was a cold and damp smell in the air.
This reminded him of the necromancer he had seen before.
So Ge Xiu made a decisive decision, pulled out the skirt that the dragon had shown off for a long time from the wardrobe that had been left aside for a long time, put it on his body in a hurry, and hid it with a long sword.
He waited for the moment.
time to be close enough to the opponent.
The wizard's face was gloomy, and he put the staff in front of him: "Princess, I don't want to hurt you, but if you are so obsessed with it, I will be welcome."
"Oh?" Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you try it?"
The blade of the long sword slashed down, like a sharp cold light tearing through the darkness, wrapped in ten thousand force, and struck like lightning.
The wizard was horrified and hurriedly raised his staff to block.
All the spells were completely ineffective on the beautiful girl in front of him, and he could only retreat in embarrassment under the opponent's superb swordsmanship.
Finally, with the sound of "Kara", the staff was cut off by the long sword.
Holding the broken staff, the wizard stumbled back a few steps. The magic he had previously applied suddenly failed, and the corpses outside the island fell into the ocean again. The fog shrouded Dragon Island slowly receded, revealing a clear blue sky again.
Golden red vertical pupils appeared in the dark cave.
In the next second, the golden mountain in front of him arched like a wave, and countless gold coins and jewels crashed down, revealing the hard and pitch-black scales of the giant dragon.
The eyes of the giant dragon locked the tiny human in front of him, and unprecedented violent anger churned in his eyes.
These ignorant bugs dare to set foot in his domain.
trying to steal his treasure.
Unforgivable.
The golden-red fiery dragon breath swept through like a violent wave in an instant, rushing towards those daring humans, instantly burning the soldiers who were fleeing to ashes, the gold coins could not withstand such a terrifying high temperature, and melted into a brilliant golden liquid. Flowing slowly along the ground.
There was a burning smell in the air.
The scene in front of me is like hell on earth.
Ge Xiu was slightly startled.
I always feel... I seem to have seen this scene before.
But in the next second, another thing instantly grabbed his full attention.
Ge Xiu took a deep breath and kicked the dragon beside him fiercely:
"Are you stupid?"
The giant dragon froze, subconsciously listening, and choked by the flames that had not yet spewed out of his mouth, he burped, and a string of thick smoke slowly rose from his mouth.
Ge Xiu pointed to the burning pile of books, his eyes darkened with anger:
"My book was also burned!"
The giant dragon suddenly shuddered, and instantly regained his senses.
He bowed his head aggrievedly: "... I'm sorry."
Ge Xiu let out a slow sigh of relief, the back of his head aching with anger.
He lowered his head, reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, as if this would ease his depression.
At this moment, the giant dragon saw that on the back of the girl's slender and fair hand, a wound that had just been drawn was slowly flowing out with blood, which was particularly dazzling on the skin as white as the first snow.
She is injured.
The dragon felt his heart tighten suddenly.
He reached out his claws subconsciously, but his body was so big that he could almost wrap the princess in his palm.
— not to mention stopping the bleeding for her.
The dragon had a good idea.
Ge Xiu suddenly felt that the shadow that had been hanging over his head from just now suddenly disappeared.
The next second, a slender hand gently grasped his wrist.
The temperature of the opponent's palm is terrifyingly hot:
"Does it hurt?"