Silver Dragon: From Shell to God

Under the gloomy sky.

Arden carefully hid this spell, which all druids would use, through a third-ring spell environment.

Make your skin and complexion exactly the same as the black and gray land above the wasteland.

The environment of hell is not the same as most places in the Endless Abyss.

There's lava or magma or something everywhere.

The temperature is not high either, at least this bloody wasteland is almost the same as the temperature outside, or even a little cooler.

Some places are extremely dry, while others are covered with wild grass taller than a person.

There are also various strange-shaped plants.

There are a large number of hell trees, growing crookedly. Through the druid's method, Arden determined that the roots of this plant are extremely strong and can extend more than 100 meters away. There is not a single leaf on the tree, and the surface is extremely hard.

Most plants are highly water absorbent.

Seriously, if there is a drop of liquid exposed to the outside, whether it is on a tree, grass or land,

In this bloody wasteland, one can disappear completely in less than three seconds.

Arden had walked about ten miles westward from the crater.

With my sensitive nose, I have indeed discovered information about other living things.

There is no need to worry about food, but there is the problem of water. What do the species and demons in this bloody wasteland rely on to survive?

Arden didn't know, and after walking ten miles, he didn't find any liquid at all.

"Click"

Arden walked to a hell tree and cut its bark with his sharp dragon claws.

If you look at it from an ordinary person's perspective, the skin of this thing is extremely hard, and it is not easy to cut it even with an ordinary iron sword.

There was a faint white liquid in the bark, and Arden knew at a glance that it was obviously rich in oil.

Arden smelled it and shook his head, unable to drink it.

The tree core that was dug out was sticky, and there was no water at all in the hole left in the tree core.

In a very short time, the little moisture contained in the tree core quickly evaporated into the air.

Arden threw it into his mouth and his face turned bitter.

astringent!

It’s not poisonous, but it tastes really bad!

Almost all the vegetation in hell and the creatures in the abyss are slightly poisonous.

Some of the very few plants that can bear fruit may have poisonous fruits, so there is no reason for them to be eaten.

Almost more than half of all plants are poisonous.

For ordinary humans, these toxins can weaken them both mentally and physically at critical moments.

Only the demons that live here all year round and the local hell creatures can survive because of their resistance to poison.

"Ugh."

Arden ate three or four tree hearts in a row, and finally felt the dryness in his mouth subsided a little.

This land is simply eerie!

The loss of physical strength was not a big deal, but Arden was indeed nervous after walking for ten miles.

It is obvious that more water is lost compared to the ordinary material plane.

It was as if some existence had sucked all the moisture from the entire wasteland.

If you don't learn to store water, you can't survive.

Arden managed to get water and food.

He hunted down several small abyss beasts, cut off the fattest parts of their bodies, and put them into his storage ring.

Continue walking west.

The rules of the world of hell are that the space is very fragile because the devils need to plunder the souls of the material plane.

There might even be some lucky people who accidentally stepped into the wrong place in their own world, fell into a space crack, and arrived here.

So there must be civilization here, and the devils are creatures that are good at order, so there will either be city-states or countries.

As long as you head in one direction and make sure of it, you will eventually find the settlement.

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"Fire arrows!"

Somewhere in the bloody wasteland.

The two groups fought a fierce battle.

One group of people controlled camels to pull more than 20 simple vehicles made of Hell Trees, which were filled with various things.

Troglodytes, Abyss Elves, Centaurs.

Among this team of hundreds of people with varying strengths, there is a carriage that has obviously been specially polished and engraved with magic patterns and decorated with extremely exquisite works of art.

Another group attacked their forces.

Some of the creatures were covered in black robes and could not be seen clearly.

Uncovered, Minotaur, Grudgers, Blood Bats, and hordes of Gnolls and Bugbears.

The number exceeds 300!

They had an absolute advantage and surrounded the convoy with their numerical superiority.

"Blue Fireball"

After casting another spell, the Abyss Elf Mage in the team looked grim.

Damn, someone leaked it.

The news that our young lady came out of the group should be very confidential.

Several years have passed without any problems.

Now, I have been targeted by this group of people.

There is definitely a traitor in the team!

This group of handsome, both male and female, abyss elves seemed powerful and surrounded the carriage.

The leading 16th level adult male abyss elf was directing his men to defend.

In the carriage.

"Miss, what should we do?"

Three beautiful female abyss elves were staying in the carriage.

One of the female abyss elves stood out from the crowd.

She had fair cheeks, a silver moon-colored mark on her forehead, long, slender legs, a waist that could be held in one hand, and round, full breasts. In this wasteland where supplies were scarce, the black dress she wore was obviously made of extraordinary material.

The star earrings hanging under a pair of pointed ears added to her gorgeousness, making her temperament appear more noble and elegant compared to the two shivering maids.

"I have contacted my father and he will arrange for someone to pick us up. All we can do now is wait."

Faced with the unfavorable situation and the maid's trembling, Weiya actually turned around to comfort her.

Abyss elves refer to ordinary elves that accidentally break into the hell plane or the abyss plane and are affected by the evil energy of the two.

Because of the influence of demonic energy, the originally lawful good elves transformed into lawful neutral.

Because they still follow the order, they can barely survive in Baator Hell.

And on this bloody wasteland, the abyss elves led by Weiya's father gathered together and possessed considerable strength.

It can barely be called a major force.

For the sake of ethnic heritage, the caravan that Weiya brought was nominally for business, but in fact had other purposes.

Weiya was anxious, thinking that this group of men in black robes must be here for that kind of thing.

"Don't delay any longer. Delay will lead to unexpected events. That damned elf bitch must have called the elders of the family. We don't have much time."

A dozen men hiding in black robes had been commanding cautiously outside the wilderness, hundreds of miles away from the range of those famous Abyss Elf archers.

This is Baator.

The devil has an absolute advantage, but this is under the most basic order of the devil.

Chaos and the survival of the fittest are still the rules of survival here.

If they were in such a remote place, these "people" in black robes would not believe that their "compatriots" around them would protect them.

To expose one's weakness in such a dark environment is tantamount to declaring one's own death.

They watched as the evil creatures they had gathered by various means were unable to break through their defenses.

There was little time left, and some of the black-robed "people" became restless.