Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 768 The Ancient Green Dragon With A Little Trouble
Hill's fist stopped in mid-air, and he looked helplessly at the incoherent Lynn: "Earth bears are always known for being strong, and my bones are much stronger than dragons. Don't you know that I am a descendant of God?"

Lynn nodded in a daze: "I know you are a bear, no, you are a descendant of the bear god...but I don't know this kind of bear..."

"Corellon is indeed the most fraternal... this boldness... this terrible breadth..." whispered an elf behind Lynn.

With Hill's hearing ability, he could hear the voice no matter how soft it was, but he had absolutely no intention of defending Corellon.

Corellon might not care if people guessed that he had fathered children in the form of a dryad, but Hill didn't want to admit that a guy like the Elf God King was his bloodline.

Anyway, Corellon has never felt much about all kinds of gossip about the elves, so it shouldn't matter if he takes a little more responsibility.

He turned his attention back to Crowgilia Marta under his feet. The dragon has a high resistance, and it is estimated that he will wake up soon, so he has to speed up.

Wait, the pattern on this dragon's back is a bit wrong.Not only is it connected from the center of the eyebrows to the tail, but also, there seem to be dozens of lines converging towards her chest.

"There's something wrong with this dragon..." Hill stood up and looked down at the somewhat weird giant dragon, "Linn... Let's take a look, the marks on her body, what kind of pattern is this?"

Lynn walked in quickly and observed the lines on the dragon's skin pointed out by Hill. This ancient green dragon was also light olive in color, so the khaki lines on its body were very difficult to see clearly. Fortunately, Hill was alert and did not Do it directly.

"Damn it... When did the Dragon Cult extend its hand to the city of Deep Water?" Although it was a bit of a nonsense, Lin En was a priest favored by the true God after all, and he quickly recognized the real body of the pattern, "This It's the notch of the dracolich. It can't be purified by divine magic now, as long as she dies, she will be resurrected in the lich box prepared earlier... Hill, don't kill her just yet.

The Lich attaches great importance to her original body, and when she wakes up, she will never die with you. "

Hill hugged his chest and felt that Crowgilia Marta was about to wake up, so he stepped on her foot heavily to make her faint for a while longer.

If you can't kill her directly, it will be too troublesome...

Although the green dragon is a dragon with the wind attribute, but this ancient green dragon is a druid part-time. No matter how serious the physical injury is, it recovers quickly.

Even if Hill twisted Crowgilia Mata's neck in half, it is estimated that she would be able to recover almost in half a month.

Although it was okay to watch her all the time, Hill felt annoying just thinking about it.

Crowgilia Mata ended up in such a miserable situation. It is estimated that there will be no dragons coming to Aglaia City in the future. Does such a waste have to waste a lot of time?
Hill felt that if he had that spare time, it would be better to slowly study how to use spells.

As a legal professional, he really had enough of the days when he didn't even dare to use a water polo.

After starting magic research, he had to carefully communicate with the fragile source of power, which would take a long time, and Hill really didn't want to be dragged down by such boring things.

Hill glanced at the tall mountain standing opposite him, and silently took out a hoe.

Of course, before he acted, he punched Crowgilia Mata twice on the neck. The ancient green dragon woke up screaming miserably, and then his limbs and wings were broken by the continuous punches.

Because of the trouble the dragon caused him, Hill's subordinates showed no mercy at all.

The elves behind Lin En couldn't help but gasp, it hurts to see it!

Hill pointed to the direction of the blue dragon's body and said to Lynn and the others: "Go and clean up that blue dragon, just deal with it in the same way as before."

Lynn nodded silently, and watched Hill walk directly to a corner of the mountain, and began to punch holes at high speed like a giant golem.

The contrast between the hard and tall rocks and the slender figure is too strong, which makes the people who watch it feel weird.

However, just looking at the debris brought out by each hoe... Lynn doubted that their team could dig so much together.

Moreover, with Hill's strength, what must be the hoe made of something to withstand such a great strength?
Lynn has some ideas, but he is not sure...

Forget it, I can't think too much about this thing, it's a headache to think about it, no, it's not something to sell, so don't think about the value of that thing!
Lynn simply led the dumbfounded elves who watched the big hole that had appeared, bypassed the moaning and howling female dragon, and took the dragon-slaying knife given by Hill to scale and dismember the blue dragon.

It's also very good, the city guard of Aglaia City will probably be envied by the whole world, the dragon leather half body armor and dragon leather boots, Hill has agreed to equip them.

Since Tra Hill was completed, Hill really hadn't done such a hard job. Although he didn't feel tired, digging holes was too boring.

But he couldn't do the work that he could finish in a little time by himself, so he had to let the city guards dig in for a few days, right?

And he had to build tools for them, why not dig it himself.

Hill dug for a full two hours before he dug to the center of the peak with a diameter of about 40 kilometers at the bottom, and also expanded a large enough cave up, down, left, and right by the way.

Then he went back to the forest and dragged Crowgiliama who was still howling. Unfortunately, the dragon with a broken neck, Hill really couldn't understand what she was shouting.

Of course, he didn't forget to take away all the strange things hanging on the dragon first. He has already lost so much, so it can't be nothing.

The entrance of this long cave is specially made by Hilt, and the bottom of the cave is ten meters deep below the passage. After throwing Crowgilia down, it is estimated that she will not be able to climb up for a while.

When she was almost recovered enough to cause trouble for Hill, Hill estimated that Toril's original power should have recovered a bit.

As long as it is not a large spell, it can definitely be used. Of course, the magic net must not be used yet, but Hill doesn't need that thing in the first place.

At that time, it will be enough to convert the cave into a stronger magic stone. For Hill, this transformation can only be regarded as the lowest level of spells.

If it were other dragons, Hill would have to worry about digging holes, but the green dragon...even the ancient green dragon is not capable of digging out a cave of more than 10 kilometers, let alone a cave made of obsidian.

Hmph~ He would like to see if the Dragon Cult, who covets the wealthy Sword Coast, will come directly to him for this ancient green dragon that has set up a spy network in the cities of Shamshui and Neverwinter.

Hill didn't think about suffocating her, so he simply placed two three-meter-thick fine gold walls as doors inside the hole. The small gap between the two doors was enough for the green dragon to breathe.

This was originally used to protect the largest alchemy building from the wind. It was very tall and wanted to open the door. So far, it is estimated that only Hill has the ability to directly push these two doors into the stone walls on both sides.

He hesitated for a moment. It seems that among the giant dragons, there is a kind of alien dragon that is good at strength, right?
Hill mentally sensed the stability of the space here, and then found that the deepest part of the cave was quite stable, so he simply tried to turn the rocks where the gate is located into obsidian.

Sure enough, there is no problem with such a little mana output.

Toril's original power is indeed gradually recovering. It is estimated that in half a month, the mana output like the 0-ring trick should be no problem.

After patting the two very tightly sealed gates, Hill released two mithril golems to guard the place, and cheerfully placed more than a dozen branches of the killing vine in the cave, watching them take root and crawl all over the place. cave, and finally disguised as a maroon creeper.

He used a hoe to dig a shallow ditch 1 meter deep and 20 centimeters wide outside the gate, and then sealed a small shell containing more than a dozen water-condensing pearls in the last stone wall of the ditch.

Finally, draw this shallow ditch all the way to the entrance of the cave.

When Hill walked to the exit, the clever Lily of the Valley and Windmill Jasmine had already hung their stronger branches all over the wall here.

Gently pushing aside the vines with silver and white flowers hanging from the entrance of the cave, Hill walked outside the entrance of the cave and observed for a while.

On the left side above the entrance of the cave is the small platform where Bailong is hiding. Hill took out a few big pearls and pressed them directly into the thick rock, and soon the pure water poured down, slowly turning into a A thin waterfall.

Little Lily of the Valley and Little Jasmine were shaking happily.

Hill dug the hole into a five-meter-square pool. If it was filled, the green forest would be on the lower side, and the overflowing water would only flow there.

Hill patted the ashes on his robe, glanced coldly at the clouds above his head, and then slowly walked back to the floating castle.

Both Terry and Tustin are here.

They looked like they were playing with Pulvi, but they were actually guarding against the dragons in the sky.

"Hill." Taylor asked happily, "How many have been killed this time? Is it still the five-color dragon? Is it that Klaus who just ran away? Is he really useless, and he dare not even make a move?"

"Emulis in the north of Luskan was killed by me, and Klaus went to take over her gem mine." Hill said with a smile, "Claugilia Mata seems to have colluded with the Dragon Cult, I can't kill her, I locked her up."

Tustin flapped his wings violently: "That ore vein should belong to you! It's your spoils of war!"

Hill laughed: "I'm not interested in that dilapidated gemstone mine. There aren't many high-quality gemstones dug out of it. Besides, Klaus can't get that mine."

Tustin blinked: "You mean Celine Della Grosto of Mirabar? That ancient crystal dragon that raised a brood of dwarves?"

"The blue dragon's original mine was relatively close to Luskan. The crystal dragon didn't want to cause trouble for the dwarven tribe he was protecting, so he let a young female blue dragon occupy the gem mine so close to him. But Klaus, who has a grudge against them, she won't let him take advantage of this."

Hill is not interested in tossing around for that little money.

(End of this chapter)