Chapter 215 Enemies From Both Sides

This time, David and the others did not wait long outside the fortress when a horn sound with a completely different tone from the previous ones sounded again in the mountains.

With the sound of the horn, many dwarves who were a little nervous after seeing so many giant dragons gathered together for the first time, all relaxed, put down their guard and weapons, and lined up in a ceremonial manner to stand in front of the fortress.

David then fluttered his wings and slowly landed on the Luen Rock Peak, the main peak of the Eight Peaks Mountain, and stepped in first towards the slowly opening iron gate of the Gushan Fortress.

Xu Shi's group of dragons were basically all injured, and they were somewhat uneasy about this unexpected meeting, especially when they entered the dwarf's lair.

Especially the black dragon Alphonse, who was hit by a crossbow arrow in his lungs, was hung up by Tanya's healing magic. Then he lay on Viola's back. Looking around, he saw that he was the most injured, but the weakest white dragon. Melfler's half-broken tail was actually still alive and kicking, and his face was filled with the words "Why am I always the one who is unlucky?"

After flying and landing on the cliff, Mephire held the tip of his tail in his mouth and trotted along with a smooth step. Like a cat with a pacifier in his mouth, he sneaked up to the side of the red dragon Lizlit and uttered incomprehensible words. Ask quietly:

"Sister, it's clear that there is a lot of trouble in this fortress. Shouldn't we be going to the 'Hongmen Banquet'?"

Relying on the decades-long unconscious 'cultural invasion' of David, the red dragon lord, and the widespread spread of dragon sister Tanya, and even the white dragon city of Mephile, one of the three idiots in the camp. I can 'cite scriptures'.

However, Lizlit, who was also one of the three idiots, was still able to catch the 'dian'. Then she rolled her eyes and flicked her ear flippers and said with disgust on her face:

"What does it mean to go to a banquet? Why don't you just show up and look like the coward you are now? Did these Scanis dwarves invite you? They invited Davyutos. We are just here by the way. We are so afraid every day. Why don’t you just stay outside the fortress?”

"Hehe, aren't you afraid of being beaten, just in case, hehehehe." Mephiler looked at his friends who turned their heads and looked at him with disdain, and immediately lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

How can I dare to say that I have actually been away from home for too long, and I feel like I am eager to go back to see Chretien's mother.

He missed the touch of 'Mom' gently caressing his scales, missed 'Mom' patting his farts, and missed the warm body heat from 'Mom's buttocks' while riding on his back.

Only 'Mother' was the most gentle and considerate when she beat him. She even felt a little relieved after the slight pain. She was nothing like those hungry guys in Bato Hell, they all really beat him to death. , it’s just him, Mephiele, who has learned from the [Skin-carved Dragon], which has rough skin and thick flesh, and is also good at adapting to the changing circumstances. Another dragon would have died a hundred and eighty times ago.

I don’t know if ‘Mom’ still remembers him, the most well-behaved dragon child, after more than thirty years.

Just as Mephiler was following David and the dragons behind him, sighing and immersed in his silent longing, the dragon in front suddenly stopped. Fortunately, he braked in time, otherwise he would hit Lizlit's big buttocks. The opponent was so high that he had to tear off his scales.

No! Even though he had stopped at least ten centimeters away, Lizlit still turned her head and bared her teeth and gave him a "ha" sound, which was so frightening that his scales exploded.

He couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved in his heart. After all, everyone had been born and died together as dragons for decades. But the irony was that the female dragons Lizlit, Shadela, and Viola never looked at him seriously. .

He, Mephile, is also a white dragon who is almost a young man!

Sometimes I suddenly really envy the monogamy of gold and silver dragons. Unlike their five-color dragons, like a pride of lions, the most capable and charming dragon among the dragons can always easily capture the attention and favor of all the female dragons. , As long as Boss David Yutos exists for one day, it is destined that no female dragon will like him.

This is really bad news.

But the good news is that Alphonse's despicable black dragon must have received the same treatment as him.

Hey! But he has a sister who cares and loves him!

Murphy suddenly felt sour!

Melfler, who was in a bad mood, felt like he missed his 'mom' again.

'Huh. ’ Just as he thought of the equally graceful and charming figure of ‘Mother’ Cretiana, an idea suddenly popped into Mephiler’s head:

‘No, I’m a dragon, so why do I have to limit my mate selection to giant dragons in the future? Wouldn't it be possible to switch to another race? For example, it’s not impossible to find a Drow like ‘Mom’!

‘Wait, no, drow are generally too smart. If you don’t get it right, what if your treasure is taken away and runs away? ’

This question stumped Mephiler, and then he thought of the strange relationship between his boss and Zolhiat, and the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned obscenely:

‘I can also save money to buy a [Magic Slavery Contract] with the boss, and then buy a drow slave! ’

As soon as this idea of ​​​​and sexual fetish were opened up, Murphy suddenly felt that his dark dragon life, which was originally dim and destined to die alone, had hope:

‘Hehe, when you get back, go find ‘Mom’ and help ‘introduce’ a Drow lady to me. ’

‘Mom loves Murphy the most and will definitely praise our wit! ’

Just as Mephiler was immersed in his sweet dreams during the day, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere became a little abnormal, especially Lizlit, who was not far in front of him, seemed a little nervous?

Before he could even raise his head, he heard the unique and deep voice of the dwarf coming from ahead:

"Welcome to the Iron Citadel of the Eight Peaks, the Red Son of Calamity, the Dragon of Burning Steel Davyutos, and the visiting dragons. I, Taimur Oathbreaker, am honored to serve as the Iron Citadel for thousands of years. As the third supreme king of Sei, this should be regarded as the first time we have such close face-to-face negotiations after the 'Battle of Changfeng', right? If I remember correctly."

Mephiler didn't know it without looking at it. He almost ran out of the fortress gate when he saw it. Legendary strong man! There’s more than one!

To be precise, from left to right, one, two, three nine? nine? !

Thirty-two years ago, he might not have been able to see Mount Tai, but after going through bloody battles and participating in more than a dozen planes with the dragons of Said Pengga, if he hadn't even developed this ability, he would probably have lost sight of it. The legendary strongman had already torn off his head and used it as a wine glass.

But when did legends become so worthless? According to the bardic biographies he had read in Baator Hell over the years, it was only after the protagonist reached a certain level that enemies of that level grew like bitter herbs in the ground!

Until now, he still hasn't used any of his claws to attack the master of the sanctuary! Even the strongest boss is not legendary.

At this distance, as long as the other party is hostile to them and launches an offensive, even if they can't stand one-on-one, none of them may be able to escape!

Obviously, all the dragons had this consensus. Even though they were seriously injured, they still held up their bodies and tried to defend David.

But compared to the anxiety and caution of the dragons, David stood up as if nothing was wrong, raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around the dwarf legends, and raised his head gently with the etiquette of a humanoid creature. He put his paws on his chest and said loudly:

"This is also an honor for me, King Taimur. I am also grateful for your protection. This group of traveling dragons who have just returned from the Evil Scale Fortress of Baator Hell can still use this method despite the ambush and pursuit of the elves. way to rest peacefully for a while.

"But I'm sorry, although Scanis in Ellaria is indeed the place where I was born, my mother Pavla is a red dragon from Toril, so in the Dragon Legacy, there are no rules for thousands of years ago. I am not very well informed about the situation and history of Scanis.”

The implication is that if your ancestors have any grievances with our five-color dragon, it is best to let them go. I will not take the blame.

However, they were able to escape from the high elves' hunting so smoothly this time. The group of dwarves at the portal did act as a sufficient deterrent, even if it was not the intention of the dwarves themselves.

Otherwise, with the 'two' legends chasing after them, they might have to be sent to the Kingdom of the God of War once they leave the portal.

He, David, has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. Since these dwarves have helped him, he is not stingy in giving some feedback. At the same time, for some potential cooperation possibility, he immediately poured out a lot of it from his [portable cave]. goods:

"Some of the 'specialties' brought back from Baator Hell are disrespectful."

Including dozens of barrels of purgatory wine brewed from the hell of Dis, and a ton of Phlegthos green steel collected from the dragonborn lust demon Yolanda.

If the purgatory wine only made the dwarves obviously a little greedy, their eyes turned green when they saw the batch of Phlegthos green steel poured into ingots by the devil.

The dwarves who have stayed in the plane of Ellaria all their lives may have heard of this special mineral produced from the fourth level of Baator Hell, but where have they seen this thing? The look in their eyes is like that of Teddy in heat. Hole-like.

If the dragons weren't present, in order to maintain the most basic dignity, they would have gathered around to study the properties of this rare metal right now.

At the same time, just as David expected, if his 'innocent life experience' became the icebreaker for this group of legendary stubborn and abnormal dwarves to let go of their grudges, then the 'gift' he brought undoubtedly became the basis for this meeting. stepping stone.

Of course, the dwarves still need to push themselves to a higher level.

Taimur rubbed his beard decorated with mithril rings in his hands and asked pretending to be curious:

"Can you show me the arrow on your chest?"

David lowered his head and then remembered that he had been hit by an arrow. He immediately curled his tail and pulled it off:

"Of course." He handed it to a dwarf herald who came to receive the arrow.

As the arrow was taken, Supreme King Taimur frowned and lightly touched the magic inscription engraved on the arrow, and then an uncontrollable anger continued to pour out.

Then with a crunch, he broke the arrow that was completely made of metal and was about the same height as him. He held the broken arrow high and looked around at the dwarves who seemed to be reminded of everything they had experienced in recent years. He almost spat out saliva and said:

"Did you see the magic inscription of the Moon Elf God?"

For a moment, all the dwarves held their breath for this, so that except for the thoughtful David, the dragons and dragons were a little confused. What are the dwarves doing?

"The favored ones of the elven gods have once again set foot on the land beneath our feet!

"Bronzebeard Iron Barrier Lords, and my people, put away your luck and delusions.

“The greedy eyes of the elven gods have returned here because of the promotion of the Ellaria plane and the recovery of the Scanis continent.

“They are not only interested in the continent of Scanis and the vast pastures in the mountains, but also in the mountains at our feet and the minerals under the mountains.

"Don't be so naive as to think that they will stop here. They are no longer the group of elves who fought with us against the orcs thousands of years ago and finally betrayed the covenant. They are a group of elves from the outer plane. Compared with this group of Devonse Your elf is ten thousand times more despicable and shameless!

"Can we allow such an existence to invade our homeland step by step, and eventually turn us and our children into existences like rats that can only live in the cracks of the ground?"

"Huh!" The dwarves present finally stood up in anger, raised their fists and knocked on their chests to show their anger.

After seeing that the Iron Barrier Lords had initially established a consensus on the war of resistance after seeing the tangible 'evidences', instead of falling into endless quarrels like they had in the past few years, the High King finally pursed his lips and was satisfied. He nodded, then raised the broken arrow and looked at David and said:

"David Yutos, thank fate for allowing us dwarves and five-color dragons to reunite in this way, and thank you for bringing this gift, which allows my people to see the cruel reality clearly. Next, please also accept the gift from Treat us Lonely Mountain dwarves."

As he spoke, the dwarf king clapped his hands.

"A banquet!" Following the call from the dwarf herald, the dwarves who had been prepared filed in and placed the food in metal bells and tripods in front of the dragons.

The dragons, who had already consumed too much energy due to an encounter with the elves, suddenly felt that these dwarves were not as closed-minded and unsociable as in the legend. They were quite hospitable. They even thought that they might be Ella. The first generation of Rhea's five-colored dragons to eat food cooked by dwarves.

Mephiler felt the strange aroma of the food in front of him and immediately began to eat it. Lizlit was the second one and had no idea what he was eating until the green dragon Shadela, who was a bit obsessed with germs, picked up some with the tip of her tail. He whispered in front of his eyes:

"Insect?" If she hadn't taken basic etiquette into consideration, she would have almost been thrown away.

But the dragons who heard this exclamation had mixed reactions.

"Insects?" Lizlit, who had never eaten volcanic worms, almost vomited on the spot, but Viola, a black dragon, seemed to smell the "smell of her mother when she was a child" and dived in.

Seeing Lizlit's reaction that was comparable to 'morning sickness', Moffele instinctively wanted to vomit too, but his appetite increased again when he saw Viola eating Belisam.

Only David rolled up some and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was tasting street food, narrowing his eyes slightly:

"Hmm, chicken flavor, high quality protein."

Not just bugs, but also some smoked dried mushrooms, potato-like roots and spices, which have a unique flavor.

Immediately, David, who had a sense of up to 41, saw what seemed to be peeping eyes in the darkness behind him. He turned his head and immediately saw several dwarf children covered in mineral ash staring at his tail with eagerness and envy. Rolled-up bug.

David lowered his head and looked at the insect feast in front of him, which was decorated with bells and tripods, and then at the group of eager children. He immediately knew that as the elves gradually encroached on the surrounding wild pastures and even woodlands, the dwarves could only be reduced to eating these. To get by, and to prepare enough food for the seven giant dragons to satisfy their appetites, I am afraid that they had to dig it out from the teeth of all the dwarves.

I don't know what I remembered, but immediately this red dragon, which in the dwarf's subconscious mind was only associated with cruelty, evil, chaos, and tyranny, actually used the [Mage's Claw] to grab a handful of worms and aimed them at the group of children. They were handed over and piled into a hill.

A group of dwarf children immediately grabbed and stuffed it into their mouths as if they were extremely hungry, and did not forget to show David a flattering and purely grateful smile.

This scene immediately made the dwarves present tasteless and feel ashamed.

The dwarves who originally wanted to stop the group of children who emerged from the cracks in the tunnel were stopped by Supreme King Taimur, who said to David at the same time:

"I'm sorry to let you see such a scene. Now that we are under attack from both sides, we can only entertain you with such unworthy food."

But the words of the dwarf king Taimur made David and the dragons stunned.

Under attack from both sides?

Besides the moon elves, is there another force?