Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1690 There Are Always Old Acquaintances

Ok?
Hill blinked.

A red ring appeared on the ground... Hill still knew that there must be blood at the entrance of the River Styx, but what is this?

He lowered his head and looked at the strange creature that popped out of nowhere: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The creature that looked like a rabbit wearing plate armor raised its head angrily: "Can't you see?"

Metallic black scales with silver shimmer, looks like a three-petal beak, but it's actually supposed to be pretty sharp... just the little mouth that shrunk down to look like a rabbit's mouth, and the flattened head, and sort of Even the carapace of the shark fin made Hill think it was an iron dragon.

But because of the abrupt and weird miniaturization... he really does look like a rabbit from a cartoon.

Hill didn't know what to say.

Although he had known for a long time that some ferrous dragons would live near the River Styx, there were really very few iron dragons who preferred iron ore.

After all, among the iron dragon clan, those who are more inclined to evil are the frequent visitors of Styx.

Although their main purpose of living in Styx is to avoid Tiamat.

"Probably...have you never seen such a small iron dragon, or such a special rabbit?" Hill said lightly.

"Hmph~" Little Tielong turned his head and bared his big teeth at Gilbert, a blood-red soul spar gleamed on the tip of his teeth, and a few cone-shaped sparks seemed to fly out of his throat, " That means I can't beat you..."

Hill smiled slightly, silently watching Gilbert's soul being ripped out, stuffed roughly into the spar, and then thrown directly into the entrance of the Styx River that was about to disappear.

The blood-red halo, only the size of a fist, has become faintly visible.

"Aren't you leaving?" Hill asked curiously.

"You're here, so I don't have to leave." Tie Long's voice was clearly unhappy, "Styx also knows who can make trouble the most."

"So unwilling, why did you agree?" Hill continued to ask.

"Huh?" The rabbit-like Iron Dragon rolled his eyes, "What do you think? My treasure house was flooded by the River Styx...that thing would suddenly change directions!

To trick me into working, she is so vicious! "

Hill suddenly said: "You lived here..."

He smiled softly: "For the sake of purity, you actually live near the section of the Styx river controlled by the devil. I really admire you."

Tie Long, who had never thought of saying his name, gave Hill a strange look: "You disgusting brat, even in this kind of world, the natural will will be suppressed, and you can...

Forget it, I won't tell you, I'm going to find a suitable place to sleep and wait for you to complete your great cause.

Styx will appreciate your contribution.

As for the reward...you will know when the River Styx flows through Trasil. "

Then he lightly blended into the ground and slowly disappeared.

It seems that the iron dragon's talent is used to fuse steel, but Hill still feels a bit of the hot breath in hell.

This is a red dragon pretending to be an iron dragon.

Even if Hill would be deceived without the reminder of his natural consciousness, he would not misjudge the opponent's camp.

Unless there is no grass in this world, not even soil and air.

As long as there is something about nature, he will not be misled.

It's understandable that the red dragon chooses to impersonate an iron dragon...the two are absolute blood feuds: the red dragon thinks the iron dragon is a pathetic intruder, and the iron dragon thinks the red dragon has ruined the reputation of dragon creatures.

Once the dragon clan determines the racial hatred, it will continue to flow in the blood.

But he would choose to hide near the world where Asmodeus was doing things secretly, and he would not worry about being killed by the lord of hell directly after being discovered, Hill could only think of one.

As for the nonsense he said, "Because the lair was flooded, he was ordered by Styx", even the natural consciousness that had been quiet in this world couldn't help laughing.

Styx never played the trick of forcing love.

He only works with willing guys.

So, this is a dragon egg, did it really hatch?And it's also very suitable for surviving in the Styx, isn't it?

Hill really didn't expect that what he heard in Toril was still false news!
How much has this guy prepared for his own child?

and many more!

Hill suddenly realized one thing, if the dragon egg was definitely a male dragon, how could he have prepared so well?

Isn't that Bahamut, an accident?
It's not that he hasn't heard that the baby dragon can communicate with the outside world when it's inside the egg, so... Are the father and daughter ready for a gender switch?

But the red dragon was really shocked at the time, and Hill can be sure of this.

Hill pursed his lips, that is to say, the red dragon actually knew about his own dragon eggs, and the sex might change, but the chances were not that great.

However, Bahamut's final blow turned the probability from one in ten thousand to ten thousand.

But this red dragon really cherishes his children, and he has prepared so many back-ups just for a 'just in case'.

Hill puffed his lips. He vaguely heard something about Tiamat: Queen of Five Colors was very annoyed for a while because Asmodeus removed her title of lord of the first layer of hell.

And she really has no way to fight against the Lord of Hell, so she can only choose to live in the forest of wine and meat.

And Tiamat has always disliked spending money by himself, so, for wine and meat, after playing for a while, he was reluctant to part with it.

She chose some... well, five-color dragons who had just become great ancient dragons in their prime, and gave them a chance to become her lovers, but she needed them to provide her with a large amount of tribute.

Five-color dragons have a concept of beasts in their bones, especially males.

They always hope that the strongest female will give birth to the best offspring for themselves.

Therefore, most of the qualified five-color male dragons have gone.

Tiamat got full flesh and flesh.

However, no dragon eggs were laid for any of the hooked dragons.

What annoyed the dragon the most was that because Tiamat played too much in those 1000 years, he lost interest in the male dragon for a while later, and liked to turn into an elf to hook up with humanoid creatures.

Don't lay eggs for any dragon for tens of thousands of years, even if these five-color dragons lose the right to mate with other female dragons because they become the lovers of the dragon queen... Tiamat is very cruel, and she was brought into her dragon palace The male dragon is no different from being locked.

Unless there are female dragons willing to play the once-in-a-lifetime game, there is no chance of that.

Therefore, during that time, the five-color dragon really complained.

Tiamat's approach not only pitted those ancient dragons, but also caused faults in the five-color dragons...Because of style problems, dragon species such as red dragons and black dragons that have made many enemies dare not fight against each other during the Jackie Chan stage. Have children.

No matter what, breeding offspring is a kind of adventure, not only will reduce the strength, distract energy, but also work hard to find more food.

After Tiamat had had enough fun and realized what had happened, she was no longer able to give birth like she used to because of her soaring strength.

The strength gap between her strongest companion dragons and her has also become very large. If she wants to have children, Tiamat must pay a lot of divine power and resources.

How could the five-color dragon queen who didn't even want to make a copper coin do it.

Then it became what it is now... Every five-color dragon who wants Tiamat to give birth to his own child has to prepare a painful mating ceremony.

For the five-color dragon, that was indeed the most painful.

After all, Tiamat can tell whether he has given up everything.

Therefore, in that world back then, no one would be surprised that the red dragon acted so crazy. Hill was just surprised that he could succeed.

Tiamat did say that the child could be born to him again, but never mentioned whether it was free.

This unlucky red dragon can't afford the price of the second time.

But Hill actually wants to know more, what camp is the little female dragon that has been watered by the spring?
When Shar, Selûne and Lansander were talking about this matter, they also speculated that she might turn to absolute neutrality.

If it is true, then this little dragon who grew up in the breath of Styx should eventually become one of the spokespersons of Styx, right?
Ok?
Hill couldn't help but walked to the window and looked outside...the barren land without a trace of green.

He suddenly laughed, and turned his head to look: "You don't count, you have no luck at all."

Hill waved his hand, and a little white flame landed on Gilbert's body. The mage whose soul had left and those things he liked slowly burned out.

Then in this world, only Hilbert was left.

A stream of light quickly flashed from Russell's room, and Hill's ethereal figure finally became real.

He picked up the silver-blue diamond in his hand, and used black silk thread...pressed with psychic steel and searing iron...to wind it up little by little, and finally it became a two-finger-wide hairband, and then stretched out his hand to tie it forehead.

The position of the diamond, just behind the ear, seems to be tied in a knot.

Hill glanced at the original position of Gilbert's reclining chair, and continued to wave his hand... Exactly the same, the exquisite stone table and iron reclining chair reappeared there, even the slightest wear and tear was not spared.

(End of this chapter)