"Where are the dragons?" Muria, who teleported to Asriel City with nearly 10,000 remaining humans in Cecil City, asked in confusion as he looked at the somewhat empty sky with only a few gem dragons flying.
His first rescue brought back 20,000 humans. At that time, flying dragons could be seen everywhere in the sky of Asriel, mainly gem dragons, and some bronze ones that were indifferent to humans.
Dragon and Bronze Dragon.
The ancient dragons asked the young dragons to hunt lichs and attract the attention of the legends of the Council of the Dead. This kind of thing is of course done on a voluntary basis, and there is no coercion. After all, it is all kinship. You can go if you want to, or if you don't want to.
If you don't go, you'll just stay in Asriel City and be like a slave to others.
As for the life and death of those humans after killing the lich, the same is true. If you want to save them, you can save them. If you don't, just forget it. It all depends on the preference of the dragon.
No dragon would say anything to blame for this, and the dragon had no obligations towards humans.
"Where have all the dragons gone?" Muria frowned dissatisfiedly as he stood on the relatively well-preserved lord's castle. In the castle gate below him, there was a crowd of Cecil refugees.
Under the command of the green dragon, they walked out in a certain order.
"Hoo!" The sound of the howling wind sounded, and an emerald dragon with shimmering scales landed next to Muria. After looking at the seemingly quiet and elegant Fiona next to Muria with a hint of fear, her pair of eyes were full of energy.
Long Tong looked at Muria with curiosity.
"Muria, have you rescued so many humans again?" The seemingly young emerald dragon didn't even glance at the human refugees below, and just stared at Muria.
"Yeah!" Smelling some strange smell in the air, Muria's face twitched and nodded very coldly. Because this emerald dragon is female.
"Muria, you are not the Lord Dragon, why are you saving so many humans? How do you plan to resettle them?"
Among the dragons that followed the ancient dragons to the Kingdom of Bavaria, only the golden dragons, silver dragons and some lord dragons were willing to rescue humans. Among them, the lord dragons were the most active.
The Kingdom of Bavaria, chosen as the target by the Council of the Dead, has basically determined its demise. Therefore, the humans rescued by the dragons are, to a certain extent, ownerless refugees.
Therefore, these humans who were rescued by the dragon can be judged as belonging to those who rescued the dragon. Therefore, those lord dragons have the strongest enthusiasm for rescue.
Because every time a person is rescued, it means that there will be one more citizen in its territory who will pay taxes to it. Population is wealth.
"There are still many uninhabited wilderness areas in Kaslana's territory that have not been reclaimed. As long as they are leveled a little, it will be enough to accommodate the humans I rescued?"
"Are you going to give all the 30,000 humans you rescued to Kaslana?" The Emerald Dragon looked at Muria with surprise and confusion, "Why?"
After asking the question, she immediately thought of something, and there was a hint of clarity and silence in her eyes.
"As you said, I don't have the territory to house them." Muria frowned as she looked at the many humans trembling under the power of the emerald dragon and lying on the ground, "Control your power.
Also, they are not goods."
"Those are also a group of low-level microorganisms." The Emerald Dragon murmured in a low voice, and then restrained its power obediently. She ignored Muria's last words because she didn't care about humans, but she cared about Muria's
manner.
Muria didn't speak. The lives of ordinary humans and giant dragons were too huge. Humans didn't even have the courage to stand when they saw real dragons.
"Okay, let's stop talking about this." Muria pointed to the empty sky, "Where have the other dragons gone? Why are you the only ones left? And where are those ancient dragons?"
"I heard that a dragon discovered a ghost ship, and then, this is what you saw." The Emerald Dragon scratched his chin and said nonchalantly, "They all went to track the ghost ship, and so did those old guys.
The ancient dragons tortured the souls of the lich and obtained some very useful information. For example, the legendary lich responsible for releasing the undead disaster to areas including but not limited to Asriel City was named Barbossa.
This is also a famous legendary great lich, one of the core members of the Parliament of the Undead, and its reputation is still higher than that of the Death Dragon Controller, Buriant. It is also one of the presiding officers of the Parliament of the Undead's annihilation operation.
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The most conspicuous symbol of this legendary archlich is the mighty undead fleet flying in the sky under his command.
Therefore, if a dragon in this area sees a ghost ship flying in the sky, then it is most likely the ghost fleet belonging to Barbossa.
If you follow the ghost ship, you can find Barbossa's ghost fleet. If you find the ghost fleet, you can find the legendary great lich with a strange style of painting. Finally, you can find the dragon enemy.
At this moment, a message of spiritual light pierced the sky and flew towards Muria. Muria stretched out her hand and grasped it. The spiritual light flashed twice, as if to determine something, and then exploded in the air, and a soft voice spoke in the air.
Muria's ears rang.
"Muria, I found a ghost ship, come and help me!"
The voice of Golden Dragon Sister Kaslana was a communication spell. When the voice disappeared, a space coordinate appeared in Muria's consciousness.
"Fiona, Outlet, follow me." Muria did not hesitate at all, casting the seventh-ring spell, phase gate. With two giant dragons at the peak of soul level, he jumped to the point where the Golden Dragon Sister gave
position. Because the situation was urgent, he didn't even care about the Emerald Dragon beside him.
However, as soon as she arrived at that location, Muria saw a long-legged lady with disheveled blond hair standing in the air, holding a staff and looking at him with a smile.
At her feet, a three-masted sailing ship was shrouded in a layer of green light, and the hull was rotten in many places. On the hull of this ship that exuded a strong sense of death, one could see bodies embedded in it, one after another.
The struggling ghosts let out miserable and desperate howls.
"Those are the souls of the defeated after fighting this ghost ship. They will be imprisoned on the ship forever to provide power for the ship." Noticing Muria's gaze, Kaslana explained with a smile.
"You have already captured the ghost ship!" Muria frowned, "Why do you still need to summon me to come over?"
"Muria, when those Gulong Lords come over later, I will say that this ghost ship was captured by the two of us."