After the holy sword is broken

"Are you scared?" The mage looked at Burgess with a smile.

"Alger, a good old man on weekdays, looks like this when he is serious when he is fighting."

Burgess shook his head.

Silently pressed on the chest, where the heartbeat has not yet calmed down.He couldn't tell whether the palpitations at that moment were from fear or irresistible attraction.

Mage Dana ignored him, and waved at Alger, who was standing still, like a puppy: "Come here, come here."

With a cold face, Alger walked as promised.

Magistrate patted the executor's shoulder with his hand and muttered something, the light of the restoration technique shone on Alger's torn clothes, the dust and blood stains were swept away, and the tear on the back was restored.

"Go back and tell the accountant that I will save money for a set of clothes for him."

The mage finished the spell and walked around Alger in satisfaction.It's a pity that only non-magic items can be repaired, otherwise weapon repairs would not have to be so frequent.

Alger's cold face gradually softened, but his mouth was still a little stiff: "Don't even ask if the wound has healed? Isn't it a waste of time to ooze blood?"

Faye raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it healed? I've cut the time."

Alger moved his arms and shoulders uncomfortably: "It's a bit deep this time, but it must have scabbed over."

"Are you so self-willed that you don't wear armor because you have the ability to heal yourself?" Burgess frowned, and his words were full of disapproval.

"In fact, the cost issue is also taken into account."

Alger's tone was still a little indifferent, but his words were jokes.

"His own defense ability is already better than many armors." Mage Dana defended him: "If I cut him with a knife, most likely there will be no trace left."

"That's a problem with the armor." Burgess seemed a little angry: "It's too low."

"Maybe," Alger nodded casually, "but I just don't think it's necessary."

After speaking, he walked towards Chimera's body.

Burgess stayed where he was, and wanted to say something while facing Alger's back, but swallowed it again, with a regretful expression on his face.

"He's not angry, it's just that the current state is very special, and he is still the good-tempered Alger in essence."

When the mage passed by, he said something.

Alger swiped the Chimera's corpse twice with the tip of the epee, then turned around and asked Burgess, "How do you peel it off?"

The highly intact animal skin was stripped, and the horns and dragon eyes were also put away. Argel picked the remaining materials with the tip of his sword, and said to the mage, "Throw these into your mage tower first?"

"You also know it's the mage's tower, not a garbage dump?" Dana gave him a sideways look, but he didn't refuse.

Alger smiled, not too much, but it made the coldness subside a lot.

"I said earlier that Chimera has associated mines?"

Burgess frowned: "There is a probability, but here... the mountain is empty."

"How do you judge?"

Burgess said: "When the Chimera finally fell to the ground, the vibration frequency on the ground was wrong, and the bottom seemed to have been hollowed out."

"Dwarves have a unique understanding of things related to rocks and metals. He has lived in the dwarf clan, so he probably has been influenced by his ears and eyes."

The mage rubbed his chin and guessed: "Is there a dragon's lair below?"

Alger's eyes suddenly shifted to behind the mage.

"What's wrong?" Fa Ye asked innocently, still ignorant.

Argel pointed to his back: "You are a mage, your predictions are not accurate, but the crow's mouth is quite effective."

Dana turned around stiffly, and the first to occupy his field of vision was a longan the size of a wagon wheel, the color of which was like a hot lava ball, and the vertical black pupils just looked at him quietly.

The hair is creepy.

"Should we open a portal now?"

Alger stared at the small half of the dragon's head protruding from the mountain, and asked the mage in a low voice.

"It's easy to say," Faye took a few steps back calmly, and stood side by side with Alger, and the two of them protected the blacksmith behind him: "If this space can still move, we would have returned to Dock Town a long time ago."

"Looking at this size, at least it's an adult dragon." Alger's voice was soft.

"No, it's the ancient dragon." The mage said firmly.

The iconic crimson eyes like magma balls are an important feature of the ancient red dragon.

The power of dragons has been increasing with the passage of time. Adult dragons are far stronger than young dragons, and the ancient dragons are not the same as ordinary adult dragons.

Among the dragons of the same period, the red dragon was the most difficult to deal with.

"It's no wonder that the Chimera will advance. It turns out that it's the watchdog...we're really lucky." Dana sighed and came to a conclusion.

"Attack, or retreat?"

Burgess raised his hand, holding two metal balls covered with runes between his slender white fingertips.

"I can break the space blockade here, but this is not my power. After detonation, I cannot control it and may be affected by the explosion."

The mage recognized the magic item in his hand. It was a disposable consumable with expensive materials and a very high manufacturing level. It was common in... This kind of power is comparable to forbidden magic, and it is not common to see things that can be cast instantly!

...The blacksmith is really rich.

Whether to stay or go, before the three of them made a decision, the giant dragon moved first.

It moved upwards, exposing the entire head, and the shadow it cast firmly covered the three of them.

The dry, hot breath began to rise, and the exposed skin seemed to be being roasted by a raging fire.

The mighty Longwei pressed towards them, testing their will all the time, the air became stagnant, and their shoulders began to become heavy, as if they were about to kneel down trembling at any time.

Alger moved his hands, trying to lift his sword, but found that his clothes moved slightly, and a ring slipped out of the inner pocket, suspended in mid-air.

It is the ring of the chief priests.

The dragon's eyes, which were built like lava, narrowed their eyes slightly, looking proudly and intently for a while, and then opened their mouths, spit out a string of obscure words.

The voice was low and hoarse, and the sound wave concussion even made the head buzz.

The scorching breath sprayed towards them, not an attack, but also a huge damage.

"The Favor of the Moon God" spontaneously formed a circle of light, protecting the three people who were close together.

"What did it say?" Alger asked the mage, blinking his dry eyes from the hot air.

"It asked us, 'Why are you here'." Dana frowned.

The red dragon was impatient, snorted and urged silently.

The mage looked up at the red dragon, and replied in dragon language with his tongue twisted.

[At the order of the chief priest of the poem of truth, hunting monsters, no intention of disturbing, if there is any offense, please also Haihan. 】

The red dragon's eyes were still squinted, the vertical pupils were slightly enlarged, and he poked his head to get closer, and the powerful coercion was also approaching.

It was as if his substantive eyes wandered back and forth on the three of them, as if they wanted to penetrate the appearance and explore the deepest part of their souls.

With a heavy breath, with a light red color, the light emitted by "Moon God's Favor" swayed twice, and the red dragon arrogantly retracted its sight and slowly disappeared.

The dragon's lair hidden under the mountains is full of gold and jewels, and every step you take in it will bring scattered metal collision sounds, which are depraved and melodious.

Red dragons are the most greedy dragon species in the New World. Their endless desire for treasures drives them forever to hoard and plunder.

At this moment, the elder dragon curled up quietly into the nest made of gold, with its head and long tail ringed up.

In the middle, guarding a crystal coffin.

Lying in the coffin was a young girl in a black robe, with her hands neatly folded on her lower abdomen and her eyes lightly closed.

Her face was youthful and beautiful, but her long hair had turned into pure white.A silver chain is worn around the neck, and the pendant on the chain is well placed on the chest.

The pendant is made of sterling silver, resembling an open book, engraved with a few lines of proverbs in the language of God.

It is the emblem of the poetry of truth.

The lava-like crimson dragon eyes stared at the crystal coffin for a while, then closed it quietly.

The Cave of Desire | Desire, full of gold, sleeps peacefully.

Above the dragon's lair, the three of them were still standing in place. The power ring, which had lost its strength, fell from mid-air, and the executor stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Passed?" Alger lowered his voice.

It was so much easier than expected, it made him feel unreal.

Dana made a decisive decision and opened a portal.

"Go first."

When he returned to the Master Tower, Burgess' apprentice was sitting in front of a pile of strange items, holding a pure copper mirror tube in front of his eyes, adjusting the scale and looking around.

A magnified corner of the clothes appeared in front of the lens, the apprentice let out a light "ah", put down the lens barrel, got up, and obediently called out: "Teacher."

Ta Ling, who was around him, stopped his eloquent words, still holding a few mechanical artifacts in his hand, and greeted those who stepped out of the portal.

"Master, Mr. Alger, Mr. Burgess. Is everything going smoothly? Has there been any unexpected situation? I have been worrying about this for a long time..."

With a crisp finger snap, Taring's nagging stopped abruptly.

"Go, throw this pile of things in the warehouse."

Fa Ye pointed to the Chimera corpse on the ground.

Ta Ling opened his mouth, and finally complied aggrievedly.

"Let him continue playing." The mage glanced at apprentice Eli, and signaled to Burgess.Then, a set of tables and chairs was assembled by the wall of the mage tower, and three cups of hot black tea appeared on the table.

"sit."

The little apprentice squatted back happily and continued to play with the pile of novelty gadgets. Taring also came back soon, quietly accompanying him.

Alger sat down opposite the mage.

"It's very unconventional that it didn't move on us."

This is talking about the red dragon I encountered just now.

Burgess sat down on the remaining chair, with mage Dana on the left and executor Alger on the right.

"The red dragon shouldn't be there either."

"Yes," the mage said, "although the mountains in the south are warm, they still can't reach the temperature that red dragons like best. They always love volcanoes and magma."

"Or a peak high enough to overlook the whole area." Burgess held the teacup.

"In comparison, this mountain is really... close to the people."

Alger recalled the venue where he fought just now, and made a definition.

"It also knows the ring of the chief priest." The mage added.

He turned his eyes to Burgess.

"'The Favor of the Moon God' is also a treasure passed down from the ancient temple. If I were a red dragon, I wouldn't be tempted."

Alger: "There is no need for treasures, just breaking into its territory is enough to die several times."

"It probably has something to do with the religious group." The mage said.

Alger thought for a while: "With Red Dragon's level of secrecy, you probably won't be able to ask, forget it."

"Don't you have the ring of the chief priest?" Faye urged: "Otherwise, take it and ask Ms. Fei Liya? As the most knowledgeable mage in the order, she must know."

"No," Alger said sternly: "The authority granted by the head priest is limited to dealing with matters related to the holy sword."

"Tsk, rigidity, it's all in your hands..." Fa Ye was very disgusted.

"Speaking of this..."

The executor suddenly remembered the business and kicked Faye lightly under the table.

Master Dana held the teacup to his lips, and rolled his eyes indifferently when he received a hint from his friend.

speak English.

Alger coughed lightly, and said to Burgess, "That...the holy sword..."

"Oh? Are you two going to lobby together?"

Burgess smiled: "Go ahead, I won't agree."

The blacksmith's sapphire blue eyes reminded people of the blue sky after the rain, as clear as washing.

A smile is still a beauty that hits people's hearts directly, with a charming charm.