The Truth of Magic

Chapter 461: Long Life Is Difficult

The humble white dragon Cyrus looked at the three of Zhao Xu, and his vertical pupils, which were no different from those of wild beasts, couldn't help showing fear.

Cyrus, who was three hundred years old, could clearly see the expressions of the three people in front of him.

The man in the middle standing in the robe and cloak looked at himself as if he were looking at a winter wolf on the snowy field.

It is the kind of joy that seems to be seeing the refreshing ingredients that taste crunchy.

You know, with the perennial ice and snow in the upper ice sheet mountains, once frosted, these ingredients will have a unique iced taste at the moment when they are about to melt.

However, he, Cyrus, is also a noble white dragon clan, and with his own magic resistance, it is not something this dumb blue mage can penetrate.

Even if you really met the Master of the mage lineage, looking at the other party, you probably haven't seen the poorness of Dou Da Platinum Coin.

To deal with this kind of person, it has also prepared a bunch of fake and shoddy scrolls and infiltrated platinum coins, which are ready to be used as life money.

As for the female knight wearing silver armor, although the long sword in the other party's hand made her feel threatened, she had dealt with such a paladin who tasted like iron cans and easily cracked her teeth.

Even if its noble Cyrus really can't beat this little paladin girl, all she has to do is cry and tell her that there are still seven or eight dragon cubs waiting to be fed, and the aunt in the village is still waiting for her to go back and cook for them. After crying so hard, the other party must not have the heart to kill it.

It's just that what really scares it is another young woman who also wears a similar robe and cloak.

Because the female mage looked at the noble Serus, it was not dragon meat, casting materials, dragon skin carpets, white dragon skeleton soldiers and the like.

but air.

It was as if Cyrus didn't exist from the beginning to the end.

Not to mention, Cyrus, who was hiding and dormant in the snow at that time, felt an aura of hatred from this woman.

Cyrus is no longer the kind of cannon fodder dragon who rushes forward without thinking for Tiamat (the dragon god) at a young age.

Cyrus realized that Longsheng still has a long time to enjoy food, wine and beauty.

So when it felt the breath of the dragon ball on the mysterious woman, it ran away without saying a word.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the end, I was approached by this group of people and blocked in the front.

After the real close contact at this moment, Cyrus was dripping with sweat.

Even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, its heart is still beating rapidly, as if it saw the female dragon that made its spring heart hazy when it was a teenager.

It's just that this time it's not hormones, but scares.

Because it sensed that there was more than one Dragon Ball aura on this woman.

Generally, the breath of dragon balls that enslave the same kind of dragon will not confuse and diversify even if you carry more than one.

So it can make Cyrus feel something. Naturally, the woman in front of him has touched and even carried seven dragon balls, no, ten dragon balls.

Or rather, the Dragon Ball Necklace.

Looking at the smile that began to appear on the other party's face, it felt even more frightened.

Just like when the dragons were young, a group of frost giants captured their lair and staged a terrifying scene of roasting young dragons in front of it.

If its mother hadn't returned early, it would probably have flowed into the Northern Alliance as a consumable dragon material.

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Xu asked, Why were you crouching there just now, and why did you run away when you saw us?

At this moment, the white dragon showed a flattering smile. After realizing that the rookie mage in front of him might be the direction of his breakthrough, he said in a pitiful tone: Because that lady is really beautiful, and the humble Cyrus has not bathed for a few days. I couldn't bear to smoke the other party, so I retreated early.

I didn't expect to disturb a few adventurers because of this, I'm really sorry.

Speaking of it, it showed a very painful expression, and Longzhua took out a bag of coins directly from his arms.

God knows where it hides the money bag with its pure white scales all over its body.

The middle-aged white dragon Serus crawled obediently on the ground, gently picked up the money bag with his claws, and respectfully offered it on the ground, At this time, the little dragon was shaken by the heroic appearance of several adventurers, and respected him. .”

In the coin pouch, there was also the wonderful sound of being crowded and colliding.

Zhao Xu didn't expect that there would be a day when he would receive money for his life from a white dragon.

To be so keenly aware of their murderous intent, he knelt down and begged for mercy without even daring to fight.

Looking at the weight of the purse that could be grasped with one hand, Zhao Xu guessed that even if there was one platinum coin worth ten gold coins in it, at best, dozens of them would be put in it, and it would not last long. thousand gold coins.

It is too cheap to buy the life of a mature white dragon.

It's just that the white dragon had a painful expression on his face, even if the thigh meat on the dragon's leg was cut off.

This also made Zhao Xu look forward to it. Could it be that he really put a bag of diamonds?

He immediately manipulated and used the Mage's Hand to untie the mouth of the money bag.

It's just that the string was loosened, and when the bright red coins inside fell on the snow, the three of Zhao Xu couldn't help laughing.

But at this moment, the white dragon still had a tangled look on his face, as if the thing in front of him was worth a thousand gold.

This is really a real low-IQ white dragon. Antinoya barely touched his forehead and sighed, I want money and I don't want my life.

On the snow in front of him, there were more than a dozen copper coins lying innocently, and a few broken stones disguised as gems but of poor quality.

President, let me judge this white dragon, drive the winter wolf to attack passers-by, and confess your sins in life to the gods.

After finishing speaking, Vivienne directly pulled out the sharp holy avenger in her hand, and the cold air inside was directly forced out, and the white dragon dared not breathe on the spot.

God, Holy Avenger? It said with a terrified expression.

The white dragon Serus had already recalled that his mother once said that his white dragon father who failed to live to his prime seemed to have died under the holy avenger of the paladin.

Speaking of which, the paladins he met before did not wear such a powerful weapon worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins, which was more valuable than the wealth accumulated in his lair.

Moreover, most of these paladins who can wear the key magic weapon of Holy Avenger are backstage. They beat the young and the old, and I feel that it will make them uneasy in the future.

It's just that when he remembered the value of the long sword, Cyrus couldn't help but convert the holy avenger in Vivienne's hands into a sparkling diamond.

It's really an unrepentant brainless white dragon. Antinoya said indifferently, Zhong Xia, go to my backpack and get a copy of Dragon Cooking Manual. I will show you my cooking skills today.

As she spoke, she volleyed into the jade-like white palm, as if pinching the void, and said, Bigby—

Be merciful!

Immediately, the white dragon wailed in an urgent voice. At this moment, the corners of its eyes began to conjure frozen frost, and then immediately melted away, like tears filling their eyes.

The strongest Bigby series of spells, such as the Vajra Fist of the Eighth Ring or the Shattering Palm of the Nineth Ring, are below Antinoya's caster level, and it is not right to perform a live tearing of wings for Zhao Xu and others on the spot. what a problem.

I don't know how a few adventurers can let the humble Cyrus go, so that he can go back to feed the few dragon eggs waiting to be fed at home?

Saying that, the white dragon Cyrus raised his head to the sky, letting the snowflakes fall on his lizard-like head, as if he was infinitely missing the young child in the nest.

You are still talking nonsense, the white dragons in the ice field mountains, the young ones are still a little bit responsible. Most of the mature ones live alone because they want to monopolize the wealth of the nest. If they really lay eggs, they are abandoned to the female dragons to raise them. Toss it in the lairs of other non-dragons.

Zhao Xu mercilessly exposed the nature of Bailong, a bunch of scumbags.

As he said that, he continued to prepare for his Shivering Touch, once it hits the soul, there will be no trouble.

Relying on this icy and snowy place, when he takes the Dragon Meat Games inside the city, he may still be able to keep the meat delicious.

Forehead……

At this moment, after Serrus was exposed by Zhao Xu, it seemed that cold sweat really broke out on his forehead, although these cold-blooded animals did not have such sweat glands themselves.

It also doesn't understand why the man in front of him is actually an expert in studying white dragons.

At the same time, it has already sensed the wave of spellcasting from the man in front of it, and the woman in the robe who put great pressure on Cyrus is also looking at it.

White Dragon Serus immediately shouted, I, I am willing to surrender and accept the labor of the extremely adventurous lord.

Dragon Rider.

In an instant, this extremely touching title from the previous life was directly reflected in Zhao Xu's heart.

The Griffin Riders composed of griffins with a challenge level of level 4 alone are already a powerful armed force for the Northern Alliance to deter the surrounding forces.

And a real white dragon, if it is willing to be a mount, its power is self-evident.

Zhao Xu turned his head, glanced at Vivienne, and asked, When you were level 5, did you need a mount?

But without waiting for Vivienne to speak, Bailong Seru, who understood Zhao Xu's meaning, couldn't help opening his mouth and said, The giant dragon clan can be killed but not humiliated. How can they bend under a weaker woman.

Its noble white dragon Serus, originally meant to help these adventurers with errands and other tasks. It was done at one time, but suddenly it became a long-term mount.

But Cyrus was talking, seeing Antinoya's eyes becoming ethereal again, his voice also lowered, and he said in a low voice: If you are willing to pay me some money, Cyrus can't accept this kind of grievance .”

If it weren't for Zhao Xu's certainty that players would have to honestly start from the young dragon to join the white dragon, otherwise he would have suspected that the white dragon had a player in his head.

Let it go on, it will take thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young dragon.

Obviously cowardly to death, he couldn't help being a little stiff, but before they could react, he immediately coaxed him down again.

how?

Zhao Xu also turned his head and looked at Antinoya, listening to the other party's suggestion.

Also.

At this time, Antinoya went straight forward, until the head of White Dragon Cyrus.

It's just that compared to Antinoya, Cyrus' legs couldn't help shaking at this moment, as if he was facing the horror of life and death.

Zhao Xu couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that he met a sick dragon?

It's not worth the loss if you have to treat the other party later.

You shout, Tiamat, the god of slaying dragons.

Antinoya said lightly.

Suddenly, the white dragon Cyrus found that he had encountered the most difficult enemy in his life.

I'm going out tonight, let's make up tomorrow.