The castle built by gray dwarves who have lost their sense of glory has no artistic sense at all.
The meeting hall built by the kobolds is even more "plain".
If it weren't for the existence of the green dragon, the only value of such a village would be to sacrifice it to the Spider Queen.
As soon as he stepped into the meeting hall, Abella's blood-red eyes ignored all the humans and cast their gaze straight to the top of the hall.
Perched there, a huge green figure.
Green Dragon!
But not even a young dragon?
As a race inherited from ancient times, the drow has its own way of identifying the age of a dragon. With just one glance, she could tell that this was a green dragon in its teenage years!
Although the green dragon in adolescence is also the second level of life energy, it is also very powerful.
But, it’s just very powerful!
Moreover, in this underground city, there is no infinite sky for them to fly!
When did a young dragon dare to jump out and become the lord of the underground city, and even more dare to conclude a peace contract with them?
Is the Spider Queen's reputation no longer vicious enough?
Or is it actually coveting them? But they are too reserved and embarrassed to send them to their door themselves, so why do they “invite” them over?
With this thought in her heart, Abella was still used to hiding her malice in her heart. With respect and elegance, she took out a secret box, opened it gently, and said: "Dear Lord Isaac, By the order of Mother Bowen, we have brought a peace contract, and from now on, I hope there will never be war between us."
This gesture...
Isaac's eyes narrowed slightly.
He seems to be very respectful, but without saying a word or being polite, he just opens the door and presents the contract. Such a direct gesture... does he look down on him?
With a slight thought, an invisible force quickly ran away from him, picked up the secret box in the hands of the priestess, and quickly sent it to Isaac.
"Invisible servant?"
Abella couldn't help but feel moved.
The green dragon's natural spellcasting ability should not include this first-level spell.
So, this is a mage dragon? Or is someone else controlling this invisible servant?
She glanced at the humans to the left and right of the green dragon, who should be the casters.
"Mother Bowen means exactly what I mean. Although you drow elves are naturally capricious, and you have to create some opportunities to cause trouble even if you don't have the opportunity, it doesn't matter. This is my territory. If you want to cause trouble, you can do it at any time. You can try it.”
Isaac has already taken out the contract.
Made in duplicate, Matron Naboven has signed her name on it.
He checked it with detection magic, dilated his pupils, and observed it again to make sure that nothing had been done. He also signed his name on it and put one copy back into the secret box.
The invisible servant then sent the secret box to the hands of the priestess.
After Abella read the contract, she put it away again, not caring about the sarcasm in the green dragon's words. Don't criticize anyone. The reputation of the five-color dragons is not better than that of the drow.
She glanced at the martial arts master inadvertently.
The arrangement had been made for a long time, and Granken walked out knowingly.
"Every city peace contract is an event worthy of celebration. Our Dugas traditional custom is to use martial arts to make friends and laugh together. Lord Isaac, I wonder if any of your friends are willing to fight with me. Dance?"
With an elegant sword posture, a pair of long curved swords flew "swish" in the hands of the martial arts master, and several sword flowers appeared and dispersed in the air.
He first greeted the green dragon with his eyes, and then looked around at the human race.
This is a second-level strong man, and he also possesses the natural spell-like abilities of the drow, and his weapons and armor are all refined magic equipment.
Being stared at by such a strong man... the humans couldn't help but look away, even the mages and warlocks.
"It's no problem to compete in combat, but my servants are not good at using swords."
Isaac snorted.
Glenken's lips curled up: "Weapons don't matter. Our purpose is just to use force to make friends."
"The place here is too small, and the warm-up is not enough. Let's go out and make arrangements. It's also time for my slaves to see how exquisite the martial arts master Dugas is."
Isaac finally stood up lazily, with another cold look in his eyes.
The samurai he despised most were those who used double blades.
Not to mention the double curved blades!
Since we want to "make friends with force and laugh together", then let's all have fun and laugh together!
Anyway, these guys clearly want to test the strength here!
At that moment, everyone walked out of the meeting hall together and walked to the open space in front of the castle.
The dark elves moved far away and gave up the field to Glenken.
Humans and monsters all stood behind Isaac.
"please!"
Glenken once again held out a sword flower and paid tribute to the green dragon.
I really can’t wait!
Isaac cracked his mouth.
"My children!"
A roar.
“Buzz!!!”
In the already small space, roaring sounds suddenly erupted!
From the top of the cave, from the dark corners, and most importantly from the two castles at the back, countless giant insects flew into the sky in an instant, with blood-red eyes countless times denser than the stars.
In an instant, the troglodytes led by bugbears instinctively rushed into the tunnel.
Not to mention them, even bugbears and even dark elves could not help but take a few steps back at this time.
The scalps of the humans behind Isaac were also numb.
The manticore simply crawled to the ground.
In other words, kobolds who feed and inject them regularly are better.
"City Lord, our competition is fair, one-on-one." Glenken swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for the first time there was real respect in his voice.
"That's right." Isaac said righteously, with a thunderous voice, "You come with one, and I will fight you one-on-one with a hundred thousand children. If you come with two thousand, I will still fight you one-on-one with a hundred thousand children. . This is absolutely fair. And since you are a guest, I also gave you weapons, so I can fight with you with my bare hands."
"I surrender!" Without hesitation, the dark elf sheathed his sword.
With so many bugs on the opposite side, it makes no difference whether you have a sword or not.
"Using martial arts to make friends and laugh together, there is no such thing as winning or losing."
Isaac laughed good-naturedly.
Dragon flies all over the sky came down from the sky with a roar.
"******"
Glenken cursed secretly and rushed towards the nearest tunnel without thinking. Another ball of green flames engulfed his body, which was eerie and terrifying.
But the dragon fly didn't care what it was, and flew straight up without any pause.
Nothing happened at all!
Demonic flames are simply flames that scare people or monsters!
I don't know when the two swords came into my hands again. While retreating quickly, Granken's two swords cut out countless brilliance.
The dragon flies were falling one by one, but there were more, and they flew directly past the sword light, and their fangs and stingers pierced the martial arts master's body without mercy.
Parts that were not protected by refined armor, even those with second-level physique and toughness, were brutally pierced.
The severe pain of corrosion, especially the extremely intense pain caused by the poisonous sting, made Glenken's face deformed and he almost screamed "Ouch".
An invisible spiritual wave only covered his surroundings at this time.
The dragon flies that were swooping over to continue injecting him suddenly became chaotic and started flying all over the sky.
"City Lord, I think it's time for us to say goodbye. The mistress is still waiting for good news from us."
Abella's fear spell temporarily lifted the martial arts master's crisis, and immediately sent a clear signal to the green dragon.
Verna gave the martial arts master another healing spell.
Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, Glenken was afraid, but the claws were so strong that several dragon flies that could not fly away tore them apart. He did not pull out the claws and stingers, so he hurriedly Rushed into the team of dark elves.
Verna added another shot of protective toxin to him, and finally quickly adjusted his condition.
However, Isaac did not continue to pursue and fight fiercely. He let out a long roar and called the dragon flies back again.
Said: "Give my regards to Mistress Bowen. Tell her two things.
If she wants to test it, it's up to her, but if any conflict or loss occurs, it will naturally be considered her own.
Although I have no interest in the Underdark, my one hundred thousand children cannot tolerate any grievance. Today they can sacrifice 90,000, and tomorrow they can produce another 100,000. "
