"Ouch!" Diphtheria was controlled, and he tried to struggle uncomfortably, but the little angel jumped up and slapped him on the forehead.
"Ouch!" the little angel yelled at it.
"Ouch..." Diphtheria groaned in frustration.
Ange grabbed the phantom of diphtheria and kneaded it there. After a while, he suddenly asked: "How to hammer it?"
Negris said: "Egg stuck, solve the problem of stuck eggs. Some young dragons have developed consciousness in the eggs and can talk to their parents, but they die because of stuck eggs. It is so heartbreaking. This It's unreasonable. See if you can modify it so that the baby dragon's nerves are not connected to the eggshell. In this case, even if the egg is stuck, the eggshell can be broken."
Ange gestured for a while, but instead of hammering down, he let go of Diphtheria's control: "I don't know where to hammer, look for a stuck egg."
"You mean, there's no way to correct this defect with diphtheria? Because you don't know which defect is causing the stuck egg? Looking for a stuck egg?" Negris translated.
Ange nodded.
"Okay, Diphtheria, call Brusque." Nigris said.
Diphtheria shook his head: "Ouch!"
"Zobada, I asked you to learn to speak dragon language. You will be moaning all day long and you can't even speak dragon language." Nigris was so angry.
Diphtheria actually understands dragon language, but he doesn't speak it often, and he can't express complicated things through the call of his bloodline.
There is no other way, just find Nellie and ask her to contact Brusk. The reply she got was: "There are a few of them, but they are not stable yet. If they move easily, they will die. Otherwise, you and Mr. Ange come here How about a trip to Dragon Island and I’ll pick you up offshore?”
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Rex is an island in the sea, only four or five kilometers away from the mainland. From the shore, you can see the land on the other side. This is the nearest human city with a teleportation array to Dragon Island.
Ange came out of the teleportation array with Little Angel, Little Zombie, Lightning, Big Cat, and Luther.
The teleportation array is charged in both directions. Ange came from Meishen City and used his own teleportation array. There was no need to pay, but after leaving the teleportation array, he needed to pay the receiving end.
The receiving end consumes little energy, and one person only needs to pay a fixed five gold coins, or half a magic crystal.
The consumption of the transmission end is not fixed, usually two or three magic crystals. If it is a cross-dimensional transmission, it may cost more than ten or twenty yuan.
The food-for-people trade between Danhai Plane and Anthony consumed two million of Anthony's magic crystals. In other words, for these 150,000 tons of food, Anthony spent twelve times more than the normal price of food.
But no one was dissatisfied with Anthony's operation. Because of the food shortage, it was normal for food to increase seven or eight times. It was good to be able to buy food.
Secondly, expelling the heretics is something that many extreme believers are willing to do. They donated enthusiastically and raised enough money in half a month.
They were not happy to ask them to lose money to buy food, but they were very happy to ask them to donate money to expel the heathens. They felt that the Danhai plane was a barren place and it was worthwhile to drive the heathens away and suffer.
But Anthony knows that with Ange here, the Danhai plane will be able to "eat" without worries, and the hardships are only the first stage.
The exploration by the priests of the Harvest Goddess also confirmed this, so everyone was happy.
"One, two, three, four, plus a horse, that's exactly five magic crystals." The cashier said after counting.
Luther shouted: "Isn't it half a crystal for one person? Why five pieces?"
"You have a horse. One horse can carry six people." The cashier explained.
Luther glanced at Lightning, obediently took out five magic crystals, then glanced at Lightning and said, "You are so expensive."
Lightning glared at the cashier: "You are the horse, your whole family is a horse."
The four people and one horse walked away, and then the cashier realized: "This horse...can talk? Am I hallucinating? However, its fur hat is very beautiful. Where did you buy it?"
Ange and his party left the area where the teleportation array was located and entered a bustling world.
After coming to the human world, Ange has been wandering in the desert and has rarely been to a few human cities. However, even the cities he went to were not as lively as Drake. It was just a crowd here. Everywhere he looked, they were full of people. .
Drake is a very prosperous business transit place, with merchants, sailors, pirates, mercenaries, everyone, and some even come from as far away as the Republic of Stars.
Meishen City is only half a desert away from the Republic of Stars, but to get there by water, you have to go around half the continent, a journey of more than 10,000 kilometers.
If it weren't for magic and storage instruments, the ship wouldn't be able to sail such a long distance, and the crew would all get strange diseases and die.
All parties gathered, so there were people in all kinds of costumes here, including people in cloaks wrapped from head to toe, sand people with only a few pieces of cloth hanging, and pirates with bare feet.
Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are pirates, but they will never admit it unless they go out to the ocean and encounter them again.
There were also a lot of thieves. Luther reached back and grabbed a small wrist immediately.
Turning around, he saw an ordinary young man with no trace of magic or fighting spirit on his body, but his hands were as soft as ropes. He turned into Luther's clothes, where Luther's space storage bag hung. .
The thief smiled awkwardly, because he found that not only Luther had noticed him, but also the little Angel Angel next to him, including the horse and the fur hat on the horse's head, all tilted their heads to look at him, obviously they had noticed him. Theft.
It makes no sense. His majestic spring noodle hand moves as fast as lightning, as soft as a rope, and as swift as the wind. Even great swordsmen have a hard time detecting his movements. Could it be that these people have the acumen of sword masters?
"Kid, what do you want to do?" Luther was a little surprised and a little excited. He was a thief. It was the first time in his life that he had seen a thief, and he stole from him. Oh my god, this was so exciting.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just wanted to steal something and I missed it. I'm sorry, can you let me go?" the thief said with a smile, but there was no expression of embarrassment on his face.
Luther was puzzled: "Let you go like this? Aren't you a thief? Why should I let you go? Shouldn't I arrest you and go to the sheriff?"
The thief smiled: "Sheriff? I know him. I often go to see him, but if you don't let me go, you won't be able to see him."
Luther immediately noticed that there were many strangers gathered around him calmly, which made him couldn't help laughing and squeezed hard.
The thief let out a scream, and his wrist was crushed into real noodles by Luther, and the bones inside were probably shattered.
"Great, why don't you see the Sheriff? Then I can handle it myself." Luther smiled ferociously, reached out to grab the other hand, and squeezed it again. Now the thief had two real noodle hands.
Not only did Luther do it, he was also very insidious. He only used brute force, and there was no wave of fighting spirit in his body. From the perspective of others, it looked like he had just pinched the thief twice with brute force.
Why not use grudge? Of course I'm afraid of scaring others.
The expressions of the strangers who came around changed. They reached into their arms, and a handful of sharp spikes appeared in their palms, and they hurriedly gathered around.
If they were unprepared, many people would be unbearable if they stabbed their ribs and stomach with sharp thorns.
One of them, a big and muscular man with bulging muscles, ducked behind Luther and thrust out his spikes.
A white and tender little fist hit the outside of his thigh. The height of the little angel could only hit him here if he didn't jump up.
But it didn't matter where he hit. The big, strong man seemed to have been slapped by a giant bear. With the sound of bones cracking, he flew out horizontally.
He bumped into a stall next to him, knocked over the table, and broke the earthen wall behind him. He got stuck in the hole and fainted without saying a word.
The little angel raised his little fists excitedly and roared loudly!
Luther was not happy at all about the little angel's helping hand. He shouted like a big child whose toy was stolen: "No need for help, I will do it myself..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure bumped into another guy who was approaching, knocking him away.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he knew it was a little zombie. In order to be inconspicuous, the little zombie was not armored, but with its fresh bast and tough flesh, it looked like a chariot when it collided.
Luther didn't dare to speak anymore. If he said a few more words, his hair would be gone.
After a ping-ping-pong-pong beating, Luther, the little angel and the little zombie, used very sloppy tactics to beat the gang of seven or eight thieves to the ground. Although they were already very lethargic, the three of them were divided into seven or eight gangs of thieves. No matter how much water is released, it will be useless.
In the end, Luther didn't even try hard anymore. The limp opponent punched him, and he punched back without blocking, letting the opponent hit him. This stimulated the opponent to think that he could win, and they fought each other for several minutes without overestimating their own abilities. Finally, he was too tired to lift his hands, so Luther put him down.
It's so pitiful, he was just forced to do it. With a master like Ange who just wants to farm, it's not easy to find a fight.
Their fight attracted everyone's attention. Unlike other places, the people here did not run away in a panic. Instead, they enthusiastically gave up the middle area, formed a big circle, and watched the excitement with their hands folded. , some even took out some snacks, preserved fruits and the like, and chatted while eating.
"Oh, it's so hard to defeat a few thieves, but these foreigners are in trouble."
"Is this a thief from the Noodle Brotherhood? I heard that the president of the Noodle Brotherhood is related to the Mosasaurus pirates?"
"Let me tell you quietly, the leader of the Mosasaurus Pirates is the younger brother of the president of the Noodle Brotherhood. One of them is plundering at sea, and the other is selling dirt on the island. They work together in a division of labor."
"Really? What's going on with these thieves?"
"It's all dirty stuff anyway. There's no difference between what was robbed and what was stolen, so raise more thieves to make some extra money."
"The Sheriff doesn't care?"
"No, why don't you care? If someone catches a thief, they will take care of you. They will arrest you first and take you to the security station to identify your identity. If you are a stinky mercenary businessman with no power, they will not release you until they bankrupt you. of."
"Uh, I'm asking, do they care about these thieves?"
"Haha, 40% of each thief's harvest goes to the brotherhood, 40% goes to the security office, and the rest goes to these thieves. How can the security office take care of it? As long as it doesn't steal from nobles, high-ranking officials, or big businessmen, they won't care. Well, but now that these guys have been beaten, the police station will come out to take care of them soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of heavily armed soldiers, led by the Sheriff, pushed through the crowd and surrounded the three little angels Luther: "Who are gathering people to fight here! Catch them all and take them back!"
"Yes, yes, arrest them. These thieves dare to steal my money. Well, they stole my money. What are you arresting me for?" Luther said in surprise.
"Gather a crowd to fight. Go back and assist in the investigation. If it's true as you said, I'll let you go." The Sheriff explained kindly.
Luther also smiled kindly: I believe you.
He glanced at Ange without any trace, and found that Ange didn't say anything. It was still early anyway, so he went over to see what the other party wanted to do. If he dared not handle it properly, their security station would be demolished.
Luther led the little angel and the little zombie, and followed each other to the security station. If he didn't hold them, it would be impossible. If he didn't hold them, the little angel would start fighting, and there would be no fun.
Not only must he be held, but he must also be persuaded in a low voice: "Don't do anything, wait until you are ready to play again."
A group of people came to the security station, and the thieves who were pretending to be here were taken to another room and locked up.
The Sheriff looked at Luther with a smile: "Where are you from? What are you doing here at Rex? How many people are there?..."
Luther said it truthfully.
When it became clear that Ange and others came from the desert and came to travel, and there were only four people and one horse in front of them, the sheriff's expression changed and he asked with a sinister smile: "You gathered a crowd to fight, which violated local laws. You need to be jailed and fined. You Should I choose to go to jail or pay a fine?"
"They didn't fight, they stole from me," Luther said.
"Stealing? Bring the injured," the Sheriff said.
Soon, seven or eight thieves were brought over. They knelt down and cried, and everyone said in one voice: "Sir, you are wronged. We were walking on the road fine, but they rushed over and beat us all when they saw us." hurt."
"Yes, yes, he also said that we were thieves and were in a group. Oh my god, I went out to buy groceries by myself. I don't know any of these people."
"Yes, yes, we don't know each other. They rushed out and started beating us, injuring us all."
The thieves said in unison.
The Sheriff turned around and said: "It seems that it was not a fight, but that you committed violence and injured others. You will be sentenced to whipping, but you can pay a fine to offset the penalty. Will you pay a fine? Or will you be whipped?"
Luther laughed angrily and said, "I'm just a bad guy!"
The little angel was the first to rush forward and waved his little fist.
A series of screams rang out in the security station. Half an hour later, soldiers and constables from the security station were lying on the floor, including several at the door.
The one lying at the door almost had a big hoof print on his face. Lightning blocked the door and no one could escape.
He tried his best to keep his hand, but it was still only enough for half an hour. Luther was a little unsatisfied. He grabbed the Sheriff and stuffed it on the chair, and interrogated: "Do you usually collude like this?"
The bruised and swollen Sheriff cried: "I'm sorry, Sir, I don't know, I don't dare, not anymore."
Seeing him like this, Luther felt very bored. Bullying these ordinary people had no sense of achievement at all.
"Fortunately, we are the ones who fell into your hands. If we were other law-abiding people, wouldn't we have been bankrupted by you? Stop being a Sheriff and go home and be a cripple." Luther knocked off the Sheriff's leg and hand, Kick him aside.
At this moment, a meteor streaked across the sky and fell not far away. There was a loud noise, violent vibrations, mushroom clouds rising into the sky, and strong elemental fluctuations.
"What happened?" Everyone turned to look in the direction of the loud noise.
Negris looked at the huge mushroom cloud and said, "It seems to be a magic crystal cannon? Is the magic crystal cannon blasting into the city?"
Luther picked up the Sheriff who had just been kicked aside and pointed in the direction of the smoke: "Where is that place? Who is firing the magic crystal cannon?"
The Sheriff's face turned pale with pain, and he managed to raise his head to look in the direction of the rising mushroom cloud, and his face became even paler:
"Then...that's the City Lord's Mansion over there. Someone is bombarding the City Lord's Mansion. They must be pirates. I...I know. They must be the deadly enemies of the Mosasaurus Pirates, the Black Oppress pirates. Last month, the Mosasaurus raided the Black Oppress' lair. Yes, they are here for revenge."
"Darkness? Who gave the name so casually?" Luther said feebly. Suddenly he felt a bright light. When he looked up, his whole face turned pale in an instant.
I saw a magic crystal cannonball, streaking across the sky along a parabola, and throwing it in the direction where they were. The impact point was exactly where the police station and the others were. When bombarding a city, the police station must also be the target that must be eliminated immediately.
The magic crystal cannon is the most powerful magic weapon created by mankind. Its power cannot be competed by human beings. High-level sword masters are no exception. Even the Mage of Truth can take a magic crystal cannon without any defense. It will be blown to pieces.
The only way is to run. The magic crystal cannon is not particularly fast, and its landing point is predictable. Most powerful people can dodge it, so the magic crystal cannon can generally only be used to attack fixed targets.
Luther subconsciously wanted to dodge, but when he turned around, he found that the little angel, the little zombie, Lightning and the big cat were all staring blankly at the glowing magic crystal shell.
The only one who moved was Ange. He stepped into the air step by step, stepping on the air to meet the magic crystal cannonball, with dragon scales on his body.
Nigris, who was projected on Ange, shouted anxiously: "Are you crazy? Why did you become a dragon god? Time stopping and space solidification are useless, it will still explode when the time is up, you will die, you have become a hard bone Locke is better than the Dragon God!"
Ange had no time to pay attention to him. He stretched out his hands and activated the space solidification just before the magic crystal cannonball was about to touch his hands.
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