Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 672: A little troublesome ancient green dragon

Hill's fist stopped in mid-air, and he looked helplessly at the incoherent Lynn: "The bear of the earth has always been strong, and my bones are much stronger than the dragon. Don't you know that I am a goddess?"

Lynn nodded absentmindedly: "I know you're a bear, no, you're a descendant of the bear god...but I don't know it's this kind of bear..."

"Corellon really deserves to be the most charitable... this guts... this terrifying breadth..." an elf whispered behind Lynn.

With Hill's ear, he could hear the sound, no matter how soft it was, but he had absolutely no intention of defending Corellon.

Corellon may not care about being guessed that he has children in dryad form, but Hill doesn't want to admit that a guy like the elf **** king is his bloodline.

Anyway, Corellon doesn't feel much about all kinds of gossip about elves, so it shouldn't matter if he takes on a little more.

He turned his attention back to Claugilia Marta at his feet. The dragon's resistance is very high, and it is estimated that he will wake up soon. He has to speed up.

Wait, there's something wrong with the pattern on this dragon's back. Not only did it connect from the center of the eyebrows to the tail, but there seemed to be dozens of stripes converging towards her chest.

"There's something wrong with this dragon..." Hill stood up and looked down at the somewhat weird dragon, "Lynn... Come and see, the marks on her body, what pattern is this?"

Linn walked in quickly and observed the pattern on the dragon's skin pointed out by Hill. This ancient green dragon was also pale olive, so the khaki pattern on the body was very difficult to see. Fortunately, Hill Be alert, without direct action.

"Damn... When did the Dragon Cult reach out to Waterdeep City?" Although he was a bit unprofessional, Lynn was a priest who was favored by the True God after all. He quickly recognized the real body of the lines. , "This is the scotch of the dracolich. It can't be purified by divine magic now, as long as she dies, she will be resurrected in the lich box prepared earlier... Hill, don't kill her for now.

The Lich takes her original body very seriously, and when she wakes up, she will be with you forever. "

Hill hugged her chest and felt that Claugilia Marta had a tendency to wake up, so she stepped on her foot heavily, making her faint for a while longer.

Can't kill her directly, it would be too troublesome...

Although the green dragon is a giant dragon with the wind attribute, this ancient green dragon is a druid.

Even if Hill broke Claugilia Marta's neck in half, she would probably recover in half a month.

Although there is nothing wrong with watching her all the time, Hill feels annoyed just thinking about it.

Claugilia Marta ended so miserably, and it is estimated that no dragons will come to Aglaia City in the future. Is such a waste waste a lot of time?

Hill felt that if he had the spare time, it would be better to slowly study how to use the spell.

As a legal profession, but he didn't dare to use a water polo, he really had enough.

After starting spell research, it is necessary to carefully communicate with the fragile source power little by little. It will take a long time, and Hill really doesn't want to be dragged down by such boring things.

Hill glanced at the tall mountain standing opposite him, and silently took out a hoe.

Of course, before the action, he punched Claugiia Marta twice in the neck, and the ancient green dragon woke up with a howl, only to be broken limbs and wings by the continuous punch.

Because of the trouble the dragon caused him, Hill's men showed no mercy.

The elves behind Lynn couldn't help but gasped. It hurt to look at them!

Hill pointed to the direction of the blue dragon's corpse and said to Lynn and the others: "Go and clean up the blue dragon, just deal with it in the same way as before."

Lynn nodded silently, watching Hill walk directly to the side of the mountain, like a giant golem, and start digging holes at a rapid rate.

The contrast between the hard and tall rocks and the slender figure is too strong, making the person watching it feel weird.

However, just looking at the rock debris that each **** brought out...Lynn doubts that their group together can't dig that much.

Besides, with Hill's strength, what kind of **** would it have to be made of to withstand such a force?

Lynn has some ideas, but she's not sure...

Forget it, I can't think too much about this thing, it's a headache to think about it, no, it's not something that is sold, so don't think about the value of that thing!

Lynn simply walked around the moaning and wailing elves with the stunned elves looking at the big hole that had appeared, and took the dragon-killing knife given by Hill to the blue dragon.

It's also pretty good. The city guards of Aglaia City will probably be envied by the whole world.

Since the completion of Trasil, Hill has really never done such a hard job. Although he doesn't feel tired, the work of digging holes is too boring.

But he can't do the work he can do in a few minutes, so he has to let the city guards dig for a few days, right?

And he has to build tools for them instead of digging them himself.

Hill dug for two full hours before he reached the center of the mountain with a diameter of about 40 kilometers at the bottom, and also expanded a large enough cave up, down, left, and right.

Then worked hard to return to the forest and dragged the still-wailing Clauge Liama ​​over, but unfortunately the dragon with a broken neck, Hill really couldn't understand what she was shouting.

Of course, he didn't forget to take away all the strange things hanging on this dragon first. He has already lost so much, he can't be without any benefits.

The entrance to this long cave is curved and curved specially by Hilde, and the bottom of the cave is ten meters below the passage. come up.

When she was almost recovered enough to cause trouble for Hill, Hill estimated that the power of Toril's source should have been repaired a little.

As long as it's not a large spell, it can definitely be used, of course, the leech certainly can't be used yet, but Hill didn't need that stuff.

When the time comes, it's enough to convert the cave into a more solid magic stone. For Hill, this transformation can only be regarded as the lowest-level spell.

If it were other dragons, Hill would have to worry about burrowing, but green dragons...even ancient green dragons don't have the ability to dig a cave more than 10 kilometers out, let alone a cave formed by obsidian.

Humph~ He would like to see if the Dragon Worship Cult, which is full of coveted by the wealthy Sword Bay, will come directly for this ancient green dragon who has set up spy nets in the two cities of Deepwater and Neverwinter. find him.

Hill didn't even think about suffocating her, so he simply placed two three-meter-thick adamantine walls as doors at the entrance of the inner hole. The little gap between the two doors was enough for the green dragon to breathe. .

This was originally used to shield the largest alchemy building from the wind. It was very tall and wanted to open the door. So far, it is estimated that only Hill has the ability to push the two doors directly into the stone walls on both sides.

He hesitated for a moment. It seems that there is a kind of alien dragon that is known for its strength, right?

Hill felt the stability of the space here mentally, and found that it was quite stable in the deepest part of the cave, so he simply tried to convert the rock where the gate is located into obsidian.

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with such a small amount of mana output.

Toril's source power is indeed gradually recovering. It is estimated that in half a month, the mana output of the 0-ring trick should be fine.

After patting the two gates that were very tightly sealed, Hill released two mithril golems to guard the place, and happily dropped a dozen branches of killing vines in the cave, watching them take root after they took root. Crawled all over the cave, and finally disguised as a maroon ivy.

He used a **** to dig a shallow ditch 1 meter deep and 20 centimeters wide outside the gate, and then sealed a small shell containing a dozen condensed pearls in the last stone wall of the ditch.

Finally, the shallow ditch was drawn all the way to the mouth of the cave.

When Hill walked to the exit, the clever Lily of the Valley and the windmill Jasmine had already hung their strong branches all over the wall here.

Gently pushing aside the vines with silver and white flowers hanging at the entrance of the cave, Hill walked outside the cave and observed it for a while.

The upper left side of the cave entrance is the small platform where the white dragon is hiding. Hill took out a few large pearls and pressed them directly into the thick rock. Soon the pure water poured down, slowly It turned into a thin waterfall.

Little Lily of the Valley and Little Jasmine shook happily.

Hill dug the hole into a five-meter-square pool. If this was filled, the green forest would be on the lower side, and the overflowing water would only flow there.

Hill patted the ashes on his robe, glanced coldly at the clouds above his head, and then slowly walked back to the floating castle.

Terry and Tustin are here.

They appear to be playing with Purvi, but they are actually guarding against the dragons in the sky.

" Hill ~IndoMTL.com~ Terry asked cheerfully, "How many did you kill this time? Or a five-colored dragon? Was that Klaus who just ran away? He's really useless, doesn't he even dare to shoot? "

"I killed Emulis on the north side of Luskan, and Klaus went to take over her gem mine." Hill said with a smile, "Claugilia Marta seems to be with the Dragon Cult. There is collusion, can't kill, I locked her up."

Tostin flapped his wings violently: "That vein should belong to you! That's your trophy!"

Hill laughed: "I have no interest in that dilapidated gem mine. There are not many good quality gems left in it. Besides, Klaus can't get the mine."

Tostin blinked: "You mean Celinedale Glostow of Mirabar? That ancient crystal dragon with a litter of dwarves?"

“The original mine of the blue dragon was relatively close to Luskan, and the crystal dragon was unwilling to cause trouble for the dwarf tribe he was protecting, so he let a young female blue dragon occupy the gem mine so close to him. But Klaus, who already had a grudge against them, would not let him take advantage of this."

Hill isn't interested in messing around with that kind of money.