Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 784 Is Midnight's Luck Good or Bad?

Hill smiled, and lowered his head to count the number of strange objects on the terrace. He could feel how serious the obsessive-compulsive disorder of these dracolich was. There were 68 treasures, not only of the same level, but also of the same value.

68, this should be just all the dracolich belonging to the Dragon Cult in Faerun.

It doesn't sound like much, but Hill remembers that before Dragon Madness, there were only less than 20.

The power of the Dragon Cult...after expelling and killing most of the dracolich members transformed by humans, it has become very powerful now, and the five-color dragon queen is not in vain.

Of course, there are still human members in the current Dragon Worship Cult, but it is impossible for these people to transform into the form of giant dragons again, and they are only dragonmen controlled by the dracolich. Both the soul fire and the body are controlled by these giant dragons in the claws. .

They are just puppets, and most of them are only used to collect intelligence and serve as low-level thugs.

The choice of the Dragon Cult is indeed very suitable. It seems that they already have a little understanding of Hill, and specially sent Elsara, a lich who will not arouse natural anger, to Aglaia.

When a jeweled dragon turns into a dracolich, the body and mind will be forced into serious conflicts. Most of the time, the soul is actually left in a strange fugue state, and those who can persist until they successfully use spiritual power to keep their dragon body alive Only two so far.

El Salah is now in a state between life and death.

And before killing the White Dragon Queen, Elsara has been trying to maintain her sanity and not let her obsession drift.

At least so far, the topaz dracolich has not committed any crimes.He even maintained friendly contacts with some of his Huang Yulong relatives.

For a force like Hill who is friendly to giant dragons, they will not shout and kill a dragon lich when they see it, just like the natural consciousness around Hill, although he doesn't like El Sara, but he can tolerate him. exist.

But those guys in Dragon Worship Cult who like to create undead will not get such a peaceful reception.

Natural consciousness only hates people who turn themselves into undead, but those who turn others into undead will be disgusted and hated by him.

Hill calculated the total value of these strange objects, and couldn't help but widen his eyes... He discovered that the group of dracolich's judgments on the value of the ancient green dragon were actually based on the fact that the dragon was made into a The total price of various wonders.

If Hill hadn't seen the estimate of the total price of another ancient green dragon of the same level brought by Lynn during this period, he probably wouldn't have reacted so quickly... But even if Hill took away a After cutting the dragon skin, the final valuation is also between 200 million and 300 million.

And these rare objects add up to about 250 million.

Hill asked Elsara with a strange face: "Your value judgment on Crowgilia Mata... Aren't you afraid that she will go crazy when she goes back?"

"Of course Claugilia Mata will understand... For humans, dead dragons are much more valuable than living dragons." Elsara said without blinking, "We saw a hostile enemy that could be killed." Long, it's the same.

If you look at the dragons who blackmail countries and regions, you will understand that most of the prices they ask are their own worth plus a part.

The worth is the base price.

Even the five-color dragons gave humans room to bargain. "

Hill was silent... Is the dragon's mind connected to the bottomless abyss?
Hill, who couldn't understand it at all, still asked the topaz dragon lich to wait a moment. He put away the strange object and planned to release the emerald dragon first.

Elsara nodded understandingly. He knew that the place where an ancient dragon could be held must be the most heavily guarded place in the city, and he must not be allowed to enter.

He wasn't that interested either.

He is willing to do this only because the city of Aglaia is on the Sword Coast side, and its strength is too strong, and it is not far from his cave. Elsara doesn't want to offend such a powerful person because of the crap about the Dragon Worship Sect. power.

Of course, the dracolich, who is good at magic, would not have chosen to retreat in such a humiliating way before the magic web had an accident.

Corellon might not be able to bear the result of more than 60 dracolich attacking together.

But in this situation...forget it!Even if they win, more than half of them liches will have to die.

Although the lich can be resurrected in the future, with the current state of original power, no one knows whether it will sleep for thousands of years... No dracolich is willing to sacrifice himself for such a trivial matter.

Hill came to the cave, pushed the door open, looked at the green dragon below who was holding a roasted beef leg and gnawed fiercely, and said, "Claugilia Mata, your redeemer is here."

He glanced at the dragon's wings that hadn't fully grown, and gave after-sales service in a friendly manner, and gave her a restoration spell.

Crowgilia Marta hesitated for a while before saying: "You will definitely not return my storage tools, so can I finish eating the meat before leaving?"

Hill looked helplessly at the dragon that seemed to be holding back, and put his pendant back on the two doors with a little effort: "Now...do you still have to wait?"

Crowgilia Mata stood up slowly, and said with great regret: "Isn't this place going to be used in the future? Can it continue to be a prison!
I can help you as a guard!Just pack and eat.No need to waste golems, how expensive!

I'm still a druid, and I can help you fill this hill with raspers and blueleafs.

I am the best at these two kinds of trees, and I can earn 5000 gold a year! "

Hill flatly refused: "I'm sorry, Ms. Crowgilia Marta, my territory is lawful and good, and citizens of the evil camp are not accepted."

The ancient green dragon flapped its wings dejectedly, took out a dark green scale, and used dragon language magic to turn it into a small bag, and put the rest of the food in it.

Hill blinked: the scales in Crowgilia Mata's hands should have fallen when he broke her wings.

This dragon really knows how to live!

Hill walked briskly ahead of the green dragon, not caring that Crowgilia Mata was plodding after him, he was not afraid of any sneak attack now.

After leaving the cave, the green dragon looked up and saw Elsara, who was looking at the alien whale, suddenly stomped his feet and flew up: "Why are you here? Elsara. How dare you leave Your own hole? Aren't you afraid that Alvia Tulais will copy your lair?"

"Others dare not come." Elsara didn't care about the green dragon's sarcasm at all, "You should be quite healthy from your performance, so I'll go back, as you said, I have to protect my homeland!"

He recovered his dark yellow dragon body in an instant: "Then I will go first, respected Lord Aglaia, I hope that the next time we meet, it will not be because of such a shameful reason."

Crowgilia Marta chased after him angrily: "El Sala! You coward! Who are you talking about?"

Seeing the two dragons chasing and running away, Hill shook his head helplessly.

"Are they worried about your interception?" Lin En came out from the opposite forest, telling the two dragons who sang together.

"Why are you here?" Hill laughed, "They will definitely do that themselves, and of course they will worry about me, so just ignore them, as long as they don't dare to come here in the future."

"The undead were a little disturbed when they saw them, as if they wanted to take a closer look at the other dragons." Lynn sighed, "I can only say that they are your guests, so don't disturb them.

Fortunately, they shouted in dragon language, which the undead couldn't understand. "

"Most of them should go to Waterdeep City, right? I think the water network is almost done." Hill walked over and walked side by side in the forest with Lynn.

Since the Wood Elf became a member of Aglaia City, this green forest has belonged to Hill's territory, otherwise he would not occupy this mountain range.

"More than half of the walk, and a small part, seem to be very interested in farming, and have been following the druids to help them plant flowers and trees." Lynn said a little strangely, "but the druids said they are not interested in nature. Not so passionate, but more curious.

In the past, when the druids used magic to cultivate plants, the undead seemed to have no interest, but now they have to do it themselves, and they are very active.

Are all the undead of noble origin?The last time I saw such a person, it was a lady from a duke's family who wanted to try the life of the poor. "

"Actually, it's pretty much the same. I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I'm safe and happy, and I've learned all kinds of knowledge since I was a child." Hill thought for a while before answering that the little nobles in Toril might not have such a good life.

"Forget it, the other world, no matter how beautiful it is, has nothing to do with me." Lin En shook his head and said softly, "On the other side of Waterdeep City, just one day after the undead, they fought with the most arrogant gangster. The Dagger Gang of the City Guard."

"Waterdeep City is still so good at killing donkeys!" Hill sighed.

The fate of the city guards is always to use it and throw it away. By the way, they have to use the waste to test how much power the undead still have.

"There's no response from the Black Tower?" Lynn asked, knowing that Hill had a way to monitor Kelben's side.

"No." Hill said regretfully, "only Laila occasionally takes the child out to bask in the sun, and she's not easy to mess with."

"It's a pity..." Lynn didn't finish his sentence, but Hill understood that what he regretted was why Leila suddenly took the child back to Waterdeep City instead of staying in the city of hope, Rimansin.

Just as he was about to reply, his train of thought was interrupted when the bell that tied Hill's hair rang softly.

He glanced up in surprise, then dragged Lin En and flew directly back to the study of the floating castle.

Lynn looked at Lily of the Valley holding a silver-black drop-shaped gemstone in surprise. The picture floating above her head was a little blurry, but it was already able to make people understand what happened.

The undead have already joined that Edna Maxwell.

Hill looked at the girl opposite the little girl with a strange expression. The 'Elder Sanda King' was pointing at her skirt and saying something, probably asking where her skirt was made.

(End of this chapter)