Chapter 1308 The countdown to the days in Toril begins
Hill looked up at the dark mountain range in the north, half covered by clouds.
The earthquakes and volcanoes that erupted at the same time caused the entire Neverwinter Mountains to be cleaned very clean...except for the traces left by the magma, the rest was only gray and black.
If it weren't for Hill's stabilization of the ground on the other side, it is estimated that the southern half of Neverwinter Forest would not have remained.
The only good thing about this disaster may be that after the collapse of the northern half of the forest, hot springs emerged from the ground.
Although most of it was mixed with the muddy volcanic ash to form a swamp... Hill suddenly had a strange feeling that there must be a vast swamp in this area, and two big heads were exposed in the swamp, carefully peering into the swamp.
The black dragon brothers on the side.
Although it changed from the seaside to the mountainside, they still settled on this main road in northern Faerûn.
"We can play in the Neverwinter Forest from now on, right? Lord." The white dragon where Oberon was sitting suddenly spoke in a shrill voice.
"It's okay if Oberon has no objection." Hill thought for a while and replied gently, "But the vines must be worn.
You also know that you are easily impulsive, right?
I finally made a friend, but ended up becoming an enemy because of my misbehavior, but what should I do?"
Bailong tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded immediately: "I know! Little goblins are not good things. If their pranks go too far, they might... make us want to bite them to death.
But in that case... Oberon should be sad."
"Yes!" Hill patted his head appreciatively, "So, be more tolerant to your friends!"
"What about the two black dragons next door?" The white dragon rubbed happily on Hill's hand, "What if they want to eat the white dragon meat?
Together we...can't beat them both!
Even if you call for help, the dead will not survive."
The smaller dragons on the Bailong Mountain, especially the young dragons, are a little carefree because of their abundant food and safe life. But for this young white dragon who once lived a difficult life on the large glacier, it was always difficult in the past.
The sense of danger of being skinned and cramped by some creature is always there.
"Brother Black Dragon will not do that." Hill reassured him with a smile, "He will even protect you."
"What?" White Dragon screamed, "Black Dragon? How is that possible? That thing can eat dragon meat!"
"Because they also signed a contract with the goddess of magic!" Hill laughed, "To a certain extent, they both have to listen to Alvia!
No matter what, they would not watch their colleagues or even their boss's children being hurt right under their noses.
Do not worry!
Alvia will always protect you in Joseph Garden.
But, don’t make trouble!
Bad boys will be punished."
Hill patiently comforted him.
The IQ of an officially adult white dragon is sometimes... worse than that of a goblin. Therefore, a young white dragon is no different from a child.
Hill is quite patient with children.
After all, compared to his own naughty children, these white dragons can actually create much less chaos. What does it mean to spray some water mist, throw two ice balls, and steal some meat?
Even if you have so much energy that you don't stop all day long, as long as the whip is cracked, you can still be honest for a while.
Moreover, maybe because it is more like an animal when it is young, Bailong actually develops some fixed habits very easily. Even if it is selfish and indifferent in nature, it is still a child that can be taught.
Anyway, in a place like Toril, those who are more selfish can live longer.
As long as Hill thinks about his little bears, he is extremely tolerant of the noises of these little white dragons: Orianna is a little bastard, and her troubles can turn the world upside down. If the three little bears reach a consensus, they can simply make the Adamantine Mountains collapse.
Shake three times.
If the characteristic of infinite strength is applied to a particularly naughty child, it will be a disaster.
Orianna's biological parents were really exhausted in those years. After all, the patriarch always only asked his biological parents to wipe their butts. Even if they had just struggled out of the cosmic storm, there was no chance of respite.
It is the consistent tradition of the Earth Bears that whoever raises them will take care of them. The other bears can at most help them pack some food, but as for discipline... Haha, who is not a baby yet, why should they suffer that?
The black dragon brothers who found the settlement directly approached the Magic Goddess and silently put away their prying eyes. They did not want to hear what Lord Aglaia taught the little white dragon.
Anyway, it's not a bad thing for the two of them that their next-door neighbor turns into a goblin... Fairies and little flower fairies are creatures that can easily attract the covetousness of some mages who want to build their own magical botanical garden. There will definitely be many adventurers trying.
Enter this huge forest and grab two of them.
Moreover, these guys with ulterior motives must come from this side of the swamp... Who dares to go to the south?
The area to the east that used to be the Hubbell family has now turned into a cold water lake with a depth of several kilometers.
No one knows where this water came from. Maybe it penetrated directly into an underground river in the Underdark?
No one can leave there anyway.
Anyone who wants to sneak into the Neverwinter Forest will probably have to sneak into their brothers' swamp.
Wezlum looked at his younger brother who was hiding in the hot spring water: "Urzul, with these little neighbors, although we won't make a lot of money in the future, we will definitely not starve to death!"
Urzul turned over and let the sun shine on his belly: "Getting rich? What kind of getting rich?
We can earn 5,000 gold by accompanying the undead on a trip to the glacier sea in the north, so what kind of wealth is worth our trouble?"
"As a dragon! You can never be picky! Can we let go of the bandits passing by?" Wezlum said seriously.
"Oh~ that's definitely not possible!" Urzul said happily, "On a day when there is no 5,000 gold, 5 silver coins can still make a dragon happy!
Anyway, we are safe now and no one will come to eradicate the evil dragon."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wezlum warned his brother with a serious face, "We! We are the black dragons following the skirt of the great goddess of magic Mystra!
He was never an evil dragon, understand? There is no such thing~"
"Brother~" Urzul quietly opened one of his closed eyes and stared at his brother's dragon face, "Won't the five-color dragon be struck by lightning if he says this?"
"Tsk!" Wezlum impatiently used his paw to push away the younger brother who liked to tell the truth, "Shut up if you don't know how to speak!"
Urzul spread his dry wings, followed the force of his brother's claws, and floated leisurely on the warm swamp, his voice full of happiness: "Ah... I used to think that we were...
I really like the cold sea water!
Now it seems that it is more comfortable to be warm~"
Wezlum grinned slightly, then looked at the archmage with fluttering white clothes on the branches of Neverwinter Forest, and then slowly fell into the water.
When the sadness of being unable to take revenge condenses in their hearts, of course only the cold ice water can keep them sane and not fight against those sorcerers in Amn.
But now, they no longer bear the hatred of the past, and they don't even need to work hard to find the future. Of course, they just need to choose the most comfortable lifestyle.
He slowly closed his eyes in the sunshine... He used to think that the blue dragon who loved music so much that he went crazy must have been cast by someone to subdue his intelligence, but now, he can understand it!
If a dragon is born without worries, of course he can pursue other pleasures in life!
Wezlum thought for a while and suddenly said: "Ah~ the best entertainment I can think of is to eat black people."
"Huh?" Urzul replied slowly, "What are you thinking about? Brother.
Isn’t this the only job that can make money and have fun at the same time?”
Hill, who didn't know that around his own territory, ah, no, it should be a pair of volunteer inspectors on the main road from Aglaia to Luskan, helping Oberon rearrange the forest glade.
After that, I flew back to the floating castle.
In his study, a stiff vine was hanging in the air and a corpse was lying on it.
Hill couldn't help but sigh and touched the red leaves of the killing vine.
After knowing that Hill was about to leave, the Killing Vine decided to split again... She had swallowed Maura more than once, and had gathered too much of Toriel's natural power in her body, and she was once again on the verge of advancement.
As a member of nature, it is natural for her to devour living creatures. No matter how careful AO is, she will not be counted among them.
But the Killing Vine doesn't like the murderous nature of Maura's divine power.
Anyway, she originally planned to leave a powerful clone in Toril to help Lin En manage the white dragon, so she simply decided to advance to a higher level before leaving... After the advancement, all the messy power swallowed up in the previous stage will be destroyed.
Purify it directly.
Hill didn't know what color she would turn into after this transformation.
The Killing Vine that relies on devouring to grow is indeed easy to advance, but because of her ability to swallow anything, it is difficult to grow, especially after the red demigod stage.
Because of its uncontrollable desire to devour, this plant can cause terrible disasters, and plants have very obvious weaknesses.
The one next to Hill is probably the first killing vine that humans can see that reaches the divine level, right?
Hill said softly: "We are leaving in half a year, so you have to work harder~"