Silver Dragon [Western Fantasy]

"run!"

"Are you still chasing?"

"The lingering guy!"

"They're catching up!"

"Use hypnotism!"

"This is Voldiron, immune to the drowsiness and paralysis effects caused by all magic!" the magician said out of breath, "The only shortcoming of Voldiron is that he can't fly."

However, once they fly into the air with the levitation technique, groups of star bone birds will appear in the air. They can't protect themselves while floating, and they will only die faster.

So far, he can only do his best to escape.

The forest under the night sky is more mysterious and dangerous. Groups of Voldemorts are chasing the adventurous team consisting of magicians, half-elves and orcs ahead.At dusk, three adventurers broke into Voldelon's territory and stole a dragon egg.The furious Voldemort chased from the east to the west of the forest, from dusk to late at night, the originally silent forest resounded with a deafening sound of thumping, wherever the Voldeirons went, the trees were violently overthrown, the birds were startled, and it was a mess .

In the darkness, the half-elf passed through obstacles sensitively. He could perceive the subtle breath of the forest. The wind blew past his ears, drawing the silhouette of the forest.The magician maintains the [detection] magic, allowing him to observe the surrounding situation from a comprehensive perspective.Orcs are born with the ability of night vision, and can see their surroundings clearly at night.Although the night did not hinder them, they were at the end of their strength at this time.

"Damn it, I said it was a stupid idea!" said the magician.

"You didn't stop me then!" the half-elf retorted immediately.

The orc hung a big sword on his waist, carried a shield behind his back, and held Voldelon's eggs in his hands: "How about we give them back the eggs?"

"This egg is worth 20 gold coins!" The magician shouted: "At three o'clock! 350 feet!"

The three adventurers turned together, ran towards the three o'clock direction, and stopped at a position of 350 feet.The Voldemort dragons were chasing after them, and the ground shook under their footsteps, making a violent sound, like the cry of death.

"Give me ten seconds!" said the magician quickly.

The orcs raised their shields and faced the rushing Volderans. The Voldemorts had gray-black scales, strong limbs, and a pair of deformed wings on their backs.Voldemort is a subspecies of the dragon family. Compared with ordinary dragons, they have longer jaws, a strong bite force, and are better at fighting with limbs rather than magic.Although Voldelon has a low IQ, he is good at group combat.When a group of Voldemorts charged forward mightily, the momentum alone made it impossible to move.Hearing his violent heartbeat, the orc said in his mouth, "Quek'ou, the god of orcs, protect me!"

A red light fell on his shield, and the group of Voldemort dragons were attracted to it. At the same time, the half-elf jumped into the air, adding arrows with magic attributes such as [Armor Breaking], [Corrosion], and [Slowness] in the blink of an eye. Ya has already galloped out.

However, these attacks only confused the Volderon group for a moment, and the Volderon group continued to attack the orcs. The half-elf fell to the ground, drew a long sword from the bow, and slashed at Volderon's scales.

--Ding!

The sound of metal impact continued to sound, and the orcs used their shields to help the half-elves resist the damage. They had tried their best, but they were completely unable to cause harm to the Voldemort group.In just a few seconds, the protection of the beast god disappeared, and the orcs and half-elves retreated decisively.

"I can't hold it anymore!" the orc shouted: "Magician!"

The magician was wearing a magic robe and holding a staff in his right hand. At this time, a blue light appeared from the top of the staff, and then it suddenly expanded, as if slowing down, and the speed covered the area.The forest under the blue light was like a dream, and the Voldemort group wanted to continue chasing, but found that their feet had already stepped into the mud and could not move.

They fell into a quagmire unknowingly.

At this time, the half-elf and the orc had come to the side of the magician, and the orc picked up the magician who had become weak due to casting spells, and continued to run forward.

Their adventure team has experienced many dangers together, they have rich experience, and they have a great understanding. They understand the thoughts of their teammates without saying anything.

The group of Voldemort dragons behind them fell into the mud, unable to move, they could only watch them escape.

"You didn't hold on for ten seconds at all!" The magician said, "If it wasn't for the recent improvement in proficiency, I wouldn't be able to complete the magic just now!"

The orc asked: "Didn't it say that Voldemort is immune to all spiritual spells? Why didn't they find that swamp just now?"

"Because I used just now..."

The magician was about to explain, when he suddenly heard rumbling footsteps coming from behind again.

The half-elf looked over in horror, only to see those Voldemort dragons stepping on the bodies of the same race in front and chasing them.

"It's just an egg! It's not necessary!" The orc's scalp was numb, and he suddenly felt that the dragon egg in his arms was extremely heavy. He asked, "What should we do now?!"

The three adventurers had no choice but to continue running. Suddenly, the ground under their feet squirmed, and the forest glowed green. The orc felt that his feet were stuck in the mud, and he broke out in a cold sweat: "It's a swamp again?"

The half-elf stopped and said, "No! . . . it's an ooze!"

The magician took a deep breath. If it was any other monster, he wouldn't be so desperate. The ooze damage is not high, and the biggest feature is that it is immune to magic, and even devouring magic - this kind of monster is the nemesis of magicians.

The half-elf brandished a long sword and slashed at the ooze, the tip of the sword sank into the soft cotton sticky body, the ooze climbed up along the sword, and the half-elf felt a chill.At this moment, more green lights lit up around, and the slime monsters that were clinging to the soil and trees and disguised as moss moved, squirming towards the adventurers.

Before getting rid of the pursuit of the Voldemort group, a large number of slime monsters appeared in front of them, and star bone birds like dark clouds hovered in the sky. This was the first time that the adventurer team encountered such a desperate situation.

The ooze on the half-elven sword had already climbed up to his arm, and the orc could even smell the stench of Voldemort's breath. He asked nervously, "What now...are we going to die here?"

Adventurers are originally a profession with both risks and opportunities. Although legendary adventurers can obtain the highest glory and benefits, their stories are spread throughout the Redrath continent through the songs and footsteps of bards.But there are only a few real victors, and there are only a few legendary adventurers back and forth, and the other adventurers died in various corners in obscurity.

Just like them at this time.

"Where is this place?" the magician asked suddenly.

The half-elf wondered why he suddenly asked such a question, but replied, "Deathrattle Forest, this is where you decided to come."

The orc's voice was trembling: "Is the Deathrattle Forest our burial place..."

"No!" The magician jumped off the orc's back and took out a golden scroll from his arms: "I still have the last hole card."

In the battle just now, the mage had consumed all his mana. He drank a bottle of mana recovery potion, and then opened the scroll.

The tentacles of the ooze had already touched the half-elf's hair, and the Voldemort group crossed the swamp, and their sharp claws pressed down from the top of the orc's head. At this moment, a ball of golden light wrapped the three adventurers. The golden light was extremely bright, spreading across the vast expanse of land. The forest is like a suddenly lit candle.After a while, the three adventurers disappeared completely.

The Voldemort dragons rushed into the air, roaring angrily, and the oozes returned to the ground and merged with the forest.

"Fortunately, there is the last teleportation scroll!"

"I bought this for [-] gold coins! The Deathrattle Forest is very dangerous, and adventurers who enter it will almost die. I have already prepared for it."

"No matter what, I finally escaped!" The half-elf looked around and said, "So, where is this?"

It was dark all around, and the half-elf tried to discern the information from the wind. The orc saw the towering stone walls standing on both sides from the darkness. Destination, I chose random teleportation, and I don't know where it is."

"The wind tells me that this place is very vast..." said the half-elf.

The orc also sat down: "We escaped, that's enough, let's talk about the rest tomorrow."

"Then you rest first, and I will be on guard." The half-elf said, "The wind here makes me feel uneasy."

The orc said, "Then you watch the first half of the night, and I will watch the second half."

A magician does not need a vigil, he needs adequate sleep and rest to restore his magic power.

The orc lay down, the roar of the Voldemort dragons lingering in his mind, he tried to make himself fall asleep, but an inexplicable sense of unease forced him to stay awake.After an unknown amount of time, the orc opened his eyes and looked at the Voldemort egg beside the fire.

The flames lit up in his eyes, illuminating the half-elf's back, and the magician lay flat on the ground, breathing slowly and steadily.

"Were you scared out of your wits just now?" The half-elf suddenly said, "Did you think we were going to die in the Deathwhisper Forest?" The half-elf was very sensitive to the surrounding environment and knew that the orcs were not asleep.The orc sat up and said, "This is the most dangerous time. Although we have encountered many dangers before, we have never been as close to death as before."

"But we got Volderon's eggs." The magician suddenly made a voice, and he didn't fall asleep: "Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer dragons on the mainland, and even sub-dragons are rarely seen. Let's take the dragon eggs with us. Go back, after completing this commission, we don't have to take any more risks!"

The half-elf and the orc fell into deep thought. In the silence, the magician took out a round silver medal from his pocket.

There are many stars in the night sky, and the starlight is even more dazzling when viewed from the mountain blades on both sides.The magician raised the medal, stared at it under the starlight, and suddenly asked, "Why do you want to be adventurers?"

The orc took it for granted: "Of course it is to temper my body and spirit, to gain glory! To become a real warrior!"

Most orcs think so... The half-elf was silent for a moment, and said, "Because I am a half-elf, only endless adventures are more suitable for me."

Orc: "But I heard that both elves and humans welcome half-elves..."

"It's true. Both elves and humans are friendly to half-elves. But I can't find a sense of belonging whether I go to an elf tribe or a human territory. I will never be the same as them. This difference is the root of my pain, so I Decided never to stay anywhere again."

The orc let out a simple sigh, and the half-elf turned to the magician: "What about you? This is the topic you brought up."

The magician said: "I am not for glory, nor to get rid of the pain of my heart. I become an adventurer just for money."

He squeezed the medal in his hand, and said, "I need a lot of money..."

The half-elf snorted disapprovingly: "Most adventurers think so."

The stars in the sky dimmed, and the magician and the orc fell asleep unconsciously.

In the second half of the night, the half-elves wake up the orcs to watch the night. The half-elves only need to meditate for six hours a day to recover all their energy.He was in a state of meditation when he suddenly heard the scream of an orc.

"what is that?!"

The half-elf opened his eyes suddenly, and a bright morning light fell into his eyes, and he finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

They are now in the middle of two towering stone walls. The stone walls extend outwards, and the gap between them is getting bigger and bigger. At the end is a clear lake, which is reflecting the rising sun in the sky at this time. There was a bright golden red light.On both sides of the lake, there is a towering forest, and occasionally monsters shuttle through it. The few monsters seen by the half-elf are all the highest-level monsters recorded in the adventurer's notebook.

However, it is not these monsters that make the orcs exclaim, but the...

"That's..." The magician woke up at some point, holding the staff firmly in his hand.

The vast sky presents an endless azure blue, that kind of blue is the color that only the sky can conceive, but the sky is already a fiery red, and the clouds are so red that they seem to be burning, like a golden fire.The sun is still climbing, red and blue are intertwined, like a scene that only appears in a dream.When the full sun finally appeared, a huge figure suddenly appeared, spread its wings, and covered the sun.

Silver-white body, high head, elegant neck, huge wings that can cover the sky and sun, silver scales are densely distributed on the body, slender tail hangs in the air, and the curves from the waist to the limbs are like Artwork in general...

Magicians have indeed only seen it in works of art.

"Silver Dragon."

After the half-elf and the magician said the word in unison, the half-elf's eyes still stayed on the silver dragon.Affected by the characteristics of elves, he naturally loves beautiful things, but the silver dragon in front of him made him unable to look away.

And those blue eyes, very similar to the color of the sky at this time.

He didn't know if it was the illusion of the half-elf, but he felt that the silver dragon seemed to be looking at them.

The silver dragon flew in the sky like this, as if it had stopped.Suddenly, a huge dragon claw stepped heavily on the silver dragon's back and kicked it off!

The silver dragon hit the ground, and half of its body was immersed in the lake water, causing violent splashes.It stood up from the lake with difficulty, and roared at the black dragon in the sky.

The black dragon flew straight down, and the silver dragon was not to be outdone, and let out a dragon cry.The three adventurers in the distance felt a heart-piercing pain at the same time, as if their heads had been split open.The behavior of the black dragon also slowed down a little, but then, it started to speed up against the attack of the silver dragon, and ran towards the silver dragon.

The two sides entered the stage of fierce hand-to-hand combat, with their limbs entangled, biting off the scales and flesh from each other's body. The originally peaceful and peaceful scene was completely destroyed. Wherever the two little dragons went, there was chaos.

And further away, more and more dragons appeared in the sky.

"What to do, if this continues, it will hit us." The savage said.

"Hide!" The magician was already breaking out in a cold sweat. He never expected that the teleportation scroll would bring them to the legendary Dragon Valley - the Spine of Mojache.

They want to find a corner to hide, and then find a way to get out of here.They are just a team of ordinary adventurers. It is already very dangerous for them in a place like the Deathrattle Forest, not to mention the legendary Spine of Mojache.

Just as the three adventurers were looking for a safe hiding place, the ground shook again. The half-elf looked back and saw a group of collapsing monsters rushing towards them.

The collapsing giant beast is a huge super-advanced monster that shakes the earth every time it appears. Wherever it goes, there will be no living creatures...

The battle between the silver dragon and the black dragon did not last long. The black dragon was bigger and more powerful, and soon defeated the silver dragon.

The silver dragon was pressed to the ground by the black dragon, and its limbs were controlled. It could only whip the black dragon's body with its tail, but this was not painful to the black dragon.After a while, Yinlong's tail hung down and he said, "I'm tired."

The black dragon's strong tail was covered with pitch-black scales, pressing on the silver dragon's thin white scales, and it said with a smile in its voice, "Stop hitting?"

At this moment, another silver dragon that was much bigger than them flew over, folded its wings, and landed slowly.Its silver scales reflect the dreamy morning color, like the sparkling waves of a lake.

Xiao Yinlong said: "Mom, I'm playing with elder brother."

"Today is your growth ceremony, and everyone is waiting for you." The adult silver dragon waved its wings and touched the little silver dragon's head, sighing and said, "You are already three hundred years old, and you can no longer be as ignorant as you used to be." .”

After the dragon is born, there are 50 years of eggshell stage, 200 years of infancy, 500 years of puberty, and formal adulthood at the age of [-].

The [-]-year-old little dragon has already adapted to the infancy and entered the stage of rapid growth.Therefore, at this time, each little dragon will have a growth ceremony, and it will grow into a powerful dragon with the blessings of all its kin.

"I know." Xiao Yinlong said in his heart, but I didn't listen.

The black dragon let go of its tail and said, "I'll go with Samir."

The little silver dragon Samir was about to go to the growth ceremony with the black dragon, when a group of giant collapsed beasts ran under its feet, the little silver dragon picked up one of the giant collapsed beasts and prepared to send it into its mouth——All of the Ridge of Mojache All the monsters are the rations of the dragon clan.Although the giant collapsing beast was dusty all over, its meat was of excellent quality. It was a rare delicacy, and Xiao Yinlong liked to catch it and eat it.

Strangely, the giant collapsed beast in its paw was red, the little silver dragon smelled blood, it squeezed the giant collapsed beast and shook it, a shiny little thing fell to the ground.

Xiao Yinlong squatted down and saw that it was a small round medal.

Silver, he likes this color, so Xiao Yinlong put away the medal.