Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 743 Purple Dragon
The elves gathered around.

The size of this giant dragon is not too large. No one has the impression that it is as long as a hill, which is 30 meters long. However, the size of a little over ten meters is still a huge monster for creatures of normal stature like elves and humans.

They curiously observed this kind of creature, which even they, as long-lived species, had never had the chance to see with their own eyes, and had only seen records in ancient books, and began to comment:
"Don't dragons have dragon scales? Why does it look like it only has skin?"

"How come its wings are the same as cicada wings, not at all like the wings of a giant dragon."

"And its tail is so slender and long, don't dragons flick their tails?"

At this time, Isidor stood up and said:

"Don't say these things are useless, patriarchs, please form an formation with me, and make sure you can control it first."

The elf elders spread out and distributed around the giant dragon.The natural elements were aroused by them, the ground rumbled under their feet, and the dark green magic power turned into imaginary vines, wrapping towards the giant dragon.

But before these vines could fall on the dragon, Cyril vaguely heard a "ding" sound, and a mirror-like refraction flashed from the dragon's body for a moment, and the newly formed cyan vines immediately turned towards the surroundings It ejected and rolled back towards the Elf Elders.

These elders never thought that their spells would be deciphered in such a way. They couldn't dodge for a while, and were tightly bound by vines, and fell to the ground one after another.

Cyril narrowed his eyes - these elves should be thankful that what they just used was not an offensive spell.If it's an offensive spell, it's going to be a solid round.

The ability displayed by this giant dragon is spell rebound——judging from the refraction of the mirror that flashed just now, it should be the magic called "spell folding mirror".

The effect of this kind of magic is very simple and direct, it is "rebound spell", which returns the original magic power back to the direction it came from.

He also thought of the high-level spell model that the dragon had just been shot down by himself and instantly condensed in the smoke-it is true that the power of the dragon language magic of the dragon is quite amazing, but the dragon is more famous for its tyrannical body, the dragon magic spell It is not a spell that can be completed so quickly, at least for human spell practitioners to release dragon language magic, it takes a lot of effort to release some amazingly powerful magic.

But this giant dragon has shown extreme abilities in magic, accompanied by a body without dragon scales, and a poor performance that can be knocked unconscious by two punches...

Could it be that this is still a partial dragon?
Cyril was thinking, when he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, the giant dragon that was still in a coma just now opened its eyes, revealing its vertical pupils and amber-shaped pupils.

"The dragon is awake, the dragon is awake!"

The elves who noticed this scene felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. A considerable part of the fighting power of the elves depended on the natural spells they mastered, and the ability to counter spells possessed by this giant dragon can be imagined to the degree of restraint of the elves .

Cyril is also vigilant, being able to stun the dragon once does not mean being able to do it a second time, not to mention that he took the opportunity to sneak attack last time, if the dragon really wreaks havoc—

The long sword in his hand was already wrapped in a swift gust of wind, and the whistling sound of the wind pointed at the giant dragon, just as he was about to swing his sword.

However, the giant dragon blinked, and then, a tear the size of a fist slid down its cheek.

"Ho Ho, Ho Ho—"

Tears flowed into streams, and the grass on which his head rested was soaked through in the blink of an eye.

The elves standing around the dragon were all dumbfounded.

When he looked at the young Marquis again, he couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassing in his eyes.

Only Miss Elf stood beside Cyril and couldn't help laughing.She stood on tiptoe and approached Cyril's ear, lowering her voice and saying:
"Clan, you made the dragon cry."

"It's nothing like that." The corners of Cyril's eyes twitched. It would be fine if the dragon really raged and hurt people, but this crying really can't stop him.

"Hearing his sonorous crying, he looks like a young dragon, so small."

"Won't he turn into a human form?" Cyril held his forehead, "No matter how many languages ​​I know, it's impossible for me to communicate with the dragon."

"I can't let him just cry like this, let me try." Misha said, leaning towards the dragon.

She squatted down slowly, half hugged her knees, turned her head sideways, and looked at the giant dragon that was lying on the ground and crying non-stop.

Then she stretched out her hand tentatively, and the giant dragon seemed to shrink its head back in fear, but Misha's hand followed closely and landed on his cheek lightly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, listen to the sound of water, ding ding dong dong."

She chanted in a low voice, a nursery rhyme among elves, and as her gentle voice continued, the giant dragon actually gradually held back its tears.

It slowly straightened its upper body and let out a low, tentative growl: "Ho, ho?"

Misha also sat up straight. She tried a few words in Elvish first, but after seeing that the giant dragon didn't respond, the words in her mouth gradually became obscure, and she suddenly switched to ancient Elvish.

Her words became more and more complicated, and a sentence became longer and longer, reaching the point where the elf elders couldn't understand, the giant dragon suddenly tilted its head, and then forcefully said "Aw "A cry.

Then, from the dragon's mouth, a voice similar to Misha's came out.

It became.

Misha turned her head and exchanged glances with Cyril, and after receiving the affirmative nod of the young Marquis, she continued to have a few words with the dragon.Then she quickly returned to Cyril and said:
"This giant dragon belongs to the 'Purple Dragon', a magical dragon clan. It said that not long after it woke up, it saw the shiny things you threw from its fellow clansmen, and was attracted, so it bit the rope. was dragged here."

"It also said that he was so hurt from your punch, and his head is still dizzy, and then... it is going to sleep."

"Sleeping?" Cyril's eyes widened, and when he looked at the purple dragon again, he saw that the latter had already leaned forward, the dragon's belly was pressed to the ground, and his back was arched into a hillock. Closed tightly, the whole body began to rise and fall evenly with the breathing.

Obviously, fell asleep.

"How long do dragons usually sleep?"

"Considering that this purple dragon hasn't woken up for a long time, it is estimated that a considerable part of the reason why you caught it is because you are still dazed and can't open your eyes... It is conservatively estimated that he will have to sleep for three days."

"Three days? Can I just wake him up?"

"Maybe he will lose his temper and refuse to communicate with you."

"Are you speaking for me or for him." Cyril sighed, but also knew that what Misha said was correct.

They are dealing with a creature that has never been seen in this era of civilization. The recorded documents only have its appearance and characteristics, and there is no way to know its temperament and preferences.

"Marquis, let's now..." Grover leaned forward and asked Cyril.

"You can't waste time here... Send someone to watch over here. As soon as this dragon wakes up, call me over. Now let's go and see the Black Forest."

Things have progressed on the dragon's side, which is enough for Cyril, and it is impossible for him to start fishing for a second dragon now. If an adult high-ranking dragon really comes out, it is not the dragon that was knocked over. It's him.

Since Misha has the means to communicate with the dragon, they don't need to be too hasty about it.

He is more concerned about the situation in the Black Forest.

Cyril still remembers the chaos in the archery competition at the Mufeng Festival last year. The phantom of the monster that belonged to the "Great Serpent of the Deep" Trigaon summoned by the Orthodox Emma was finally captured by the elf priests with the help of nature. The power-condensed "Otik, the Holy Order of Glory" was defeated.Accompanied by the appearance of the phantom of the monster, is a large area of ​​the black forest that has proliferated.

If there is one, there are two. With the habit of Ao Shengemma, the first time it works, the possibility of repeating the same trick the second time is very high.

But the phantom of the deep giant snake Trigaon is too eye-catching. Its appearance turned the weather into a violent storm, which means that its own magical power has caused a huge impact on the magical environment of the forest, and it is therefore able to attract blockbuster movies. The black forest appears.

The large-scale evolution of the Black Forest requires a lot of magic power changes, and a lot of magic power changes need to be induced by large monsters.At this time, except for the black forest, the rest of the forest is calm, and it is even quieter than the forest in winter in the past.

This can't help but make people feel strange.

"Is there any news about the patrol team entering the Black Forest?"

Cyril no longer had the concept of the Deep Forest Council in his eyes. He subconsciously made himself the core, and asked questions as if he was in the Siliki army.

"There is still no news about the team led by Gru." The patriarch of the Haitao Clan, Sen Zhitao Abner, answered, "Exploring the Black Forest is something that cannot be rushed. Yue, if it doesn't go well, I'm afraid they won't be able to come out of the Black Forest for the rest of their lives."

"Black Forest... Black Forest."

Cyril frowned, the existence of the Black Forest was really smelly and fragrant to them.

The smelly thing is that it will definitely cause irreparable wounds to the forest, which in turn will destroy the living environment of the elves.The sweet thing is that the Black Forest is also a barrier that prevents the people of Ao San Emma from advancing. Even the elves cannot move forward smoothly in the Black Forest, let alone the people of Ao San Emma.

The current Cyril has a precise understanding of the nature of the Black Forest. It is the evolution of the negative emotions of Nora, the God of Nature, and is opposite to the forest.At this level, it is not just some messy treasure that can lead the way in the Black Forest, at least it is only possible to get a treasure that is inferior to the gods.

They returned to Dale City.

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In New Lurea.

Lydia Shelley was holding a refreshing herb in her mouth, facing the complicated new workbench in the research room, and looking at the summarized instructions, her eyes were bloodshot.

This workbench is a part of the Lurea Research Institute that they recently restored. After analyzing the identified Lurea runes, this instruction book is the essence of the summary.

The so-called "technological advancement depends on archaeology", which will be a common phenomenon in the entire [Road to Glory] continent in the future, has been perfectly reflected in Siliki.The era of civilization that Lurea lived in may be the one with the most brilliant technological capabilities among the several eras of civilization, and it is conceivable that it will drive the technological level of a place.

And according to Lydia's final analysis, this workbench may represent one of the highest orders of the Lurea Research Institute, and every button on it has an amazing effect. If you press it randomly...

The part of the research institute that has been researched and activated by them is okay, but if it really inspires something unspeakable, I'm afraid...

But now their research has reached the bottleneck. The nearest technology department can only study the existing content repeatedly, but this is still far from the power that Cyril urgently needs and can change the entire battle situation.

It is urgent to test the new workbench.

At this moment, the Lurea Research Institute is almost completely shut down, and all places are on alert. The entire New Lurea is on alert for Lydia's next actions.

Lydia Shelley took a deep breath. She turned her head to look at the researchers of the technical department who she had picked up and excavated with one hand, and then selected the manual in her hand, and finally landed on a triangular, sky-blue button. .

"Rythonenze."

She read out the meaning of this button, and then pressed it without any hesitation.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of the button being pressed echoed in the room, and the researchers in the technical department were all nervous, and the timid ones even buried their faces in their clothes, not daring to look outside.

But nothing happened.

The entire laboratory was quiet, there was no strange magical reaction, and no part of the laboratory suddenly rioted. The entire New Lurea seemed to have fallen into absolute silence.

"Time...space, shouldn't it stop?"

Lydia held her breath for a long time, and finally asked.

When she turned her head, the researchers behind her were all acting as usual, and the hanging clock was still running steadily, without any sign of being affected by time.

"So... this button is invalid?"

She opened the manual with a murmur, and was about to put a cross on the word "resonance" written under "Resonance", when the door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open, and two mages in robes ran in. .

The one in front is Valentina, a teacher at Silikie Master's Academy, who is also the object of Atsk's recent ambiguity. It is said that Atsk will come back to marry her after the war.

And following behind was a student.The two of them were holding a square token-like thing in their hands, which was the so-called communication device developed by the Lurea Research Institute some time ago and still in the trial period.

"What is it, Valentina?" asked Lydia, stepping up quickly.

And Valentina leaned on her waist and hurriedly said:

"Just now, just now, it captured a magic wave signal from another place!"

　It's well written...

　　Come on for the college entrance examination.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)