To Winkle's great satisfaction, when the Frost Dragon saw his treasure, his eyes widened as if he were having a stroke.
"So big, so deep!" Julie walked over the treasure, marveling at its depth, warmth and texture...its brightness. As a king's gesture, Vai
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Let his family touch his treasures so they can feel his wealth.
"It's so warm and golden!" Ge
ialissime added. "This is...this is the biggest treasure I have ever seen!"
"Indeed!" Winkel boasted in a quiet, self-satisfied voice. "Can you feel the warmth? The richness? The perfect web of jewels, gold and princesses?"
"How did you accumulate so much gold?" Bingfang asked, full of resentment. "A hundred years ago, your treasure was not enough to fill a cave!"
"That's because I discovered a great and ancient secret." "A system that makes dragons richer! For dragons, for dragons!"
"Twelve gods, please forgive me..." Manlin Victor hid in the corner and muttered to himself, while the evil dragons carefully inspected every inch of Winkel's treasures, looking for fake devices. "I tried. I'm sorry..."
"An old secret?" Julie turned to her uncle with stars in his eyes, as did his once little cousins.
"A great magic, albeit with some errors." Winkle decided not to mention the errors in the IQ scores, nor the issues with him and the Emperor, and raised his index finger. "So I can summon the treasure by stabbing Manlin to death!"
"This is nonsense," Bingya retorted, even
ialissime seemed confused. "What next, isn't the moon a planet, and death isn't a birth defect?"
Winkle realized that revealing too much information at once might be too much for his kind to bear, so he reluctantly kept the dark secret of his dragon's death to himself. The world is not ready yet. "It's true," Winkel defended his greatest discovery. "By leveling up in the amazing nobility class, I now get shiny gold perks every month!"
"What?!" All the dragons' eyes turned to him.
"I knew I was right to buy that insurance plan..." Manlin Victor muttered. "Thank God I did it."
His dragon master ignored him, proudly showed the iron plate around his neck to the guests, and began to boast eagerly: "I, Winkle, am the greatest adventurer in the world!" When I'm not flying , the Manlin people worship the land I walk on! They pay me to kill their own kind, and so do their gods!"
"Does this plate make you rich?" Bingya looked at it greedily.
"Oh, look, princesses!" Julie notices the girls trapped in the fairy crystal and is suddenly more interested in them than the secrets of gold mining. "Two elves, so beautiful... and a human." Uncle Fankel, that's immoral. "
"They're stuffed!" Icefa
g complained. "They can't dance or sing!" This is i
d
ago
!”
"Yes, be jealous of my wealth and treasures," Winkle taunted his rival. He opened his mouth to gloat further and a scream erupted as his castle trembled.
"The magic siren," Manling Victor said in panic. "Mau
e!”
"No, that's the alarm from my vault!" Winkle looked around and sniffed, looking for an uninvited guest, but found none. He immediately glared at Bingya. "Thief! There is a thief in my treasure!"
"Vai
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, I respect myself too much to steal your gold on your day of showing off. “And the silver is better, purer. "
"No, it is not," Winkle answered the infidel.
"Maybe that's what's causing the sound?"ge
Ali asked, pointing with one paw at the second door of the vault. Fankle narrowed his eyes at them.
Indeed, the Gates of Hell emit a strange light.
In an instant, without warning, the chain locking the door broke. As the door opened, a puff of sulfur-smelling smoke entered the vault, along with dozens of imps, demons, and bug-like monsters. They were all armed and armored, and marched over Wankel's treasure like an ordered regiment.
"The seal is broken?" Manlin Victor raised his scythe. "But Jock and the others reinforced them! Unless..."
"Waikr, your illegal possession of King Mor's property ends here!" A giant, delicious demon, looking like a cross between a cow, a bat, and a humanoid, stepped through the door. "We, Mau
eHellco
po
ated, will take back our market share!”
Seeing these paupers ruining his treasure room, Fankel was furious for a while, but he didn't understand what was going on. "Ah, good thinking, Manlin Victor," the dragon said to his confused chief of staff. "What a great idea to bring appetizers to early guests"
"Is that a buffet?"
Al said happily, humming the sulfurous smell. "Yes, they smell spicy."
The demonic leader suddenly realized that he was facing seven hungry dragons of various sizes, and his troops took a step back.
"I thought you, Fankle, would be stingy with food, but I'm pleasantly surprised," Bingya said, glancing hungrily at the humanoid cow. “It’s a little thin around the edges, but passable as a snack.”
"A talking cow?" Julie looked at the demonic captain with interest. "A new kind of cow?" This hair is too gray to be my hairstyle! The cow belongs to me!"
The demon's eyes widened in horror. "Retreat!" cried the herd to the herd. "It's a trap! It's a trap!"
The gold coin under the demon moved on its own and turned into the shape of a Manling-like creature, which immediately blocked the demon from behind. Winkle knew it was right to give his treasure a lesson in self-defense.
Then……
Chomp!
Julie swallowed the bull demon whole, and the other adult dragons rushed towards the door hungry. The demons tried to escape back to hell through the gate, but were frozen by the cold air of Bingya, or were trapped in the ge
al was stopped by Hoard as he approached.
This is how the banquet began.
Winkle watched with quiet joy as he watched his niece and cousins grab the food and wolf it down. Ge
The children of ialissime, too young to hunt alone, worked together to bite a screaming demon on the leg and drag him into a corner; even his nemesis enjoyed the appetizer, displaying his graceful Table manners, break the devil in half and eat them like sticks.
"Oh my god..." Victor stared in horror at the scene before him, covering his mouth with one hand. "This... this... barbaric..."
"Manlin Victor, you've been watching me feast for months," Winkle replied, delighted at the sight. His guests were full and the thief was punished. Win-win!
"There's more behind that door!" yelled Julie, her mouth covered in the demon's blood as she stuck her neck through the door. "hot!"
"Hunting time!"ge
Ali was very happy and walked through the gate with the people behind him.
Winkle was a little uneasy that they would ignore his wealth for food, but he couldn't blame them. They flew many miles and burned a lot of fat to get here. "Well done, minion. Your quick thinking shows the true depth of my wealth and the richness of my domain."
"Your Majesty, I did not do this." "I believe the seal was sabotaged by our side, which means Maul not only has agents in the Silent Forest. This may be the prelude to a full-scale invasion."
Fankle's eyes flashed with anger. "Moths attacking us on my big day?!"
The castle trembled, all the magical alarms blaring. Angry Vai
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Immediately activated his [Dungeon Master] Pe
k, teleported to the roof outside.
The dragon found his castle surrounded by a horde of gargoyles and dragon-riding spearmen, who fought against his kobolds and undead minions on the fortifications. That damn metal eagle was flying high over the southern desert, followed by a swarm of birds.
On the ground, a black mass, the moth's land army, spread out from the sand into its territory. There were so many demons and elven cows gathered together that Wankel had never seen before. They were crossing the canal built by his servants, rushing towards Mervyn with plunder in mind.
"You can't ruin my big day!" Winkle used his divine breath to incinerate the nearest Gargoyles and Wyverns, their bodies falling into the lava below. His presence emboldened the servants, who attacked the invaders with bows, arrows and spears. The dragon took off, pursuing the panicked air force with claws and fire.
Two circles of light appeared on the walls of the castle, and Vacker immediately understood what they meant. "Not my castle!" the evil dragon roared, flying over the crater, and the iron eagle in the distance fired two cannonballs at his nest.
Vankel hits one of them with a fireball, causing it to explode above the crater without causing any damage, but the other evades his guards and reaches his lair.
The weapon was blocked by a magical barrier, preventing it from attacking the castle, and this was the same barrier where Fuliburn hid during the Tent War. A powerful blast of compressed wind blew minions and intruders in all directions, shaking the crater. However, the barrier held up.
Manlin Victor rode out of the castle gate on Gugu's black beast, followed by a group of undead, led by Co
pseli
g Jules leads. "I asked Juris to activate Freeburn's old defense system." Manlin Victor looked up at his master and explained. "How many enemies are there?"
"All the food in this backward desert," Winkle replied, too many to count.
"The entire Ishfanian army is attacking us?" Victor panicked. "Your Majesty, you punched Moore and made him mad."
"This stupid moth knows that my Emperor is the greatest threat to his authority," Winkle replied.
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insisted.
"They're going to Mervyn?"
"This moth wants to take back my hard-won empire, break the seal that imprisons Freebon, and ruin my big day!" Fankel roared, explaining the gravity of the situation to his servants.
"I think he wants to eliminate us and then proceed with the invasion of Gadmani according to his plan. He must be stopped immediately."
"Yes!" Long only cares about one thing. "We will defend my treasure and my castle, even if we have to burn every elf in there. These coins must be protected."
"If that magical barrier can withstand their 'Wind Spears', then their air force shouldn't be able to break it," Manlyn Victor pointed out before turning to Jules. "Can you hold the castle by yourself?"
"If I can maintain magical protection and resurrect the dead as they fall, I believe we have enough power," Jules said. "But if they capture the village and climb the mountain, their wizards may It would destroy the barrier or, more likely, wake up the volcano and sink the castle.”
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stunned. That will destroy his treasure!
"We must stop their armies in Moulin," Manlin Victor said, demonstrating his value as a military advisor. "Your Majesty, I and the other servants can defend the castle and town, but none of us can fly or defeat More himself. He may be directing the attack from the Eagle Bridge. If we defeat him, the army will retreat."
"Minion, that's an iron bird, not a bridge," Winkle replied, before glaring at the iron fortress. Everyone is counting on him to save the world. This is his moment in the spotlight. "Minion, if I kill that moth, will I get a tiara?"
"If not, I don't know what it's going to cost."
Fankle nodded and spread his wings. "Minion Victor, I promote you from my military advisor to Minion General. You must win this war against the moths in time before my guests arrive, and you must protect my treasure with your life ."
"Let me try--"
"No, you will." "Manlin Victor, you found me when you wanted to steal my things, do you remember?"
"Every day of my life."
"Then you must understand how much I trust you and entrust you with its safety." Wankel continued, and Manlin's eyes widened at the honor. "I do this because I trust you. You are my most valuable chief of staff and today is my big day. You cannot fail."
His servant said nothing, but responded to Winkle's words with a grateful nod. "Yes, Your Majesty, I will. We are all counting on you to win."
"Of course," he replied, as Joris cast a spell that temporarily broke the barrier and let them out. "The dragon always wins."
With these wise words, Winkle flew out of the crater, inspired by the cheers of his followers and his own burning desire for revenge. Manlin Victor led the God-Man on horseback towards the Goo-goo people, while Jules once again set up a barrier before the intruders could slip through.
As Winkle charges towards Iron Eagle, five Dragon Knights attempt to intercept him, but he shoots them down with fireballs without slowing down. The moths may have challenged him with trickery on the ground, but Wankel ruled the skies.
Flying at unprecedented speeds, which he attributed to his attribute buffs, Winkle reached the Iron Eagle and blasted through the air force protecting it. The strange rifle-like weapon behind the castle turned towards him.
"Vai
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!" Brandon Maul, transformed into his demonic moth form, brandished his sword and flew out of the Iron Eagle with a group of demons. "You've ignored Brandon Maul long enough! You are dead today!"
"One of us will eventually!" growled Winkle as he engaged the Flying Fortress.
