"What's going on? My spiritual magic is invalid, and my passive skills are not resistant to her magic just now? But judging from the fact that it can't knock me away, can't resist the vine restraint, and the lethality of this magic attack, it's better than
Why should the first red dragon be weak? It seems that it has the value of keeping alive for research. [Collective serious injury healing [ass heav reover]]."
Thinking like this, Crounpisi restored a little HP to herself and her clothes, then ran a few steps, jumped, and stepped on the living dragon's head.
"Hahaha, you want to sneak attack me again and again? Sure enough, is that one of your important relatives over there? The dragons I know don't pay so much attention to others of the same race. Answer my questions carefully. Of course, if you lie, you will
There is no need to continue discussing. If there is an actual answer that I like to hear, it would be okay to resurrect the one over there depending on the situation. Let me tell you first, what is your relationship?"
"He...is my...husband."
This female red dragon could only answer. She knew that there was resurrection magic in this world, but she was still doubtful about whether the little guy in front of her who could defeat a pair of red dragons could use it. But even if her husband died, he still valued his own life and
Her life belonged to her, so she had no choice but to give in when she realized that even a sneak attack had no hope of victory.
"Oh..." Crounpis could understand that dragons also need to be paired to reproduce, but it was the first time to see a dragon saying such a thing so seriously, and she was a little uncomfortable.
At the same time, Crounpisi stepped on the head again and said, "The strong tone makes me feel uncomfortable. Turn around. Okay, what are your names?"
"I am... Gleodore, he is, Igonik... Os."
There should be a surname. It was a bit strange that the Dragon Clan did not have a surname. Maybe it was just a name that they usually call each other, but for Crounpisi, it was enough to be able to identify him, so he did not ask further.
"Understood. So, Gryodore, although your magic is weaker than Igonikos..., it's a bit interesting. I mean, I haven't seen it before, so what?"
Not to mention that the attack just now caused a frightening trouble to herself, and the damage was even more troublesome than the previous seemingly dazzling fire that burned the tree crown.
"That's...the magic of our dragon clan."
"Original magic? Isn't this too weak? Isn't that the legendary magic that can compete with the Eight Desire Kings? I am weaker than the Eight Desire Kings."
"...No, not yet Siyuan."
"Give me a brief explanation... Forget it, we'll talk about this later. I heard that the Feilong tribe paid tribute to you in the past, so you are considered half of their boss. Why don't you take me to your home to find out more about it?"
As Clunpis spoke, she thought about how troublesome it was. If her spiritual magic hadn't been ineffective, she would have succeeded long ago.
Speaking of which, what is your purpose of coming here?
Although I gradually lost sight of the main purpose and began to want to get something no matter what, the task of suppressing the red dragon was indeed completed, but leaving like this would feel a bit empty, as if the fight had been in vain.
Although it cannot be said that it was a reckless act to manifest the true body before, but now that I have done so, I am a little hungry again.
Crownpis inserted her hand into the infinite backpack, spread out the roots, and sucked up half a ton of stored "food" that could be absorbed through the roots at once. In other words, she emptied one of the five infinite backpacks.
"I'm asking you again, why don't you take me to your home to find out more about it?" Crounpis stepped on the red dragon hard again.
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Following Gliodore down the strange winding mountain road in the crater, until walking along the road where the surface of the lava lake was almost flush with the road surface, Crounpis was surprised to find the end of the road - that is,
There is actually a cave on the edge of the volcanic crater.
After entering the cave and walking for a while away from the lava, we arrived at the dragon's nest cave and the temperature dropped.
Even though I say that, but——
"Hufufufu... Even though it's a lot cooler than outside, it's still really hot."
[Advanced Abnormal Status Neutralization 3] continues to operate, and even the clothes of the Mimic Demon, which is pressed against the body of Crounpiss and feel cooler than the question asked, are exposed to light, but compared with the comfortable temperature, this temperature is still
It can be defined as hot and dry.
Seeing that Gliodore didn't respond to this complaint, she felt a little bored, so she pointed to the side road and asked: "Is there anything over there?"
Gliodore's heart suddenly became more tense.
There is a reason why there is a nest of eggs she laid there.
Although both it and Igonikos are dragons above the elder level, in fact, the time from recognition to now is relatively short for a dragon's lifespan.
They have no offspring, that is the first clutch of eggs, and it is an established fact that a few eggs will break out of their shells.
Therefore, it is very obvious in Crownpis's perception.
And another reason is that there is also their treasure house there. When laying and hatching eggs, you can look at the treasures and it will make you feel better.
"Sir, that's our treasure house over there." Gleodore replied.
Crounpis nodded slightly and walked over. She could feel the negative gaze behind her, so it was natural for her to care about it and she lost.
Gliodore followed lightly, secretly calculating that the other party was at most targeting the treasure. Generally speaking, this was the case. Except for the humans who once belonged to the Feilong Tribe, at least she had never heard of humans who had the ability to cultivate dragons from eggs.
, if it wants to use the egg for other things, it can only think that its hatching survival rate this time is zero.
And if all this can make the other party a little happier, then he will really make a profit by using resurrection magic on Igonikos.
However, Crounpisi just picked up an egg that was not much smaller than herself, held it a few times, and then gently put it down, letting it relax a little.
Crownpis knew that even if she played with these eggs, she couldn't do anything to them, so she turned her attention to the treasure mountain.
There are several dazzling hills piled high, but the Dwarves and Frost Dragons are different. They are well sorted and stacked here.
Gold, silver and other precious metals, as well as gems and other things, are piled together, and it feels like a pile of handicrafts. Another pile is emitting magic power fluctuations of varying sizes.
Not caring about pure precious metals or gems, Crounpisi jumped directly to the pile of handicrafts, picked up a plate and ornament, turned it over and over, looked and touched it.
"Hmm...Victorian style, right? But it's just to highlight the craftsman's craftsmanship. It feels so complicated that it has almost no sense of beauty. Well, I don't want to comment on the different aesthetics in this world."