In short, although the true dragon is powerful and has a long lifespan, there is no doubt that the process of its growth is just as long, and the process of going from a young dragon to an adult dragon will take at least two hundred years without the interference of external forces.Even if there is a covenant apportionment, it will take more than a hundred years, and this is extremely detrimental to the cultivation of dragon knights.Too long a history of growth is enough to stifle too many possibilities, coupled with the difficulty of the dragon knights' inauguration, the scarcity of numbers, and the wars that break out from time to time between several great powers in the world of Trent.If it is not done well, the dragon knight becomes an endangered profession.For this point, the platinum dragon kingdom has already researched a solution in its 10,000-year history, that is, to cast its own true dragon lair for each dragon knight.The essence of the so-called true dragon's lair is the absorption of huge elements, and the purified magic array can supply the huge amount of elements needed for the growth of dragons and knights, and increase the upper limit of the dragon breathing method, thereby accelerating the growth of dragons and knights.Even, to this day, the platinum dragon kingdom still takes the real dragon's lair as the core, casting its own dragon beast army for each dragon knight.There is a way, but for Amon, he is still entangled, it is really a true dragon's lair, too expensive!!
Time slowly fades away in the process of all kinds of conversations, gags, and mutual understanding.This time, Amon had no leisure to recruit cats and dogs, in addition to the necessary cultivation and meals, he avoided the territory of powerful demonic beasts as much as possible, and quickly advanced along the trade routes that crossed the edge and the edge.In this trip, Amon gained a lot, he not only honed his skills and faced battles, but also broke through the barrier of dragon knight cultivation, and his personal strength has made great progress.But after more than a month of traveling and fighting, he was already very tired.What he wanted most now was to find a quiet place, wash up, and sleep in the dark.The red dragon Otras didn't cause trouble, he was calm like an adult, rarely did anything out of the ordinary, and he wasn't as energetic as other young dragons, and he had nowhere to vent.He prefers to look up at the sky, or when there are no clouds and blue like a wash, or when the sun sets in the west, and the clouds are rolling up, only then will the look in his eyes be brighter.Amon had asked him what he was looking at?
Otera replied with the same poisonous tongue as ever: "Such a beautiful view, you are blind!"
Turning a blind eye?
”Amon raised his head and looked at the ordinary sky, which could no longer be ordinary, and really didn't want to pay attention to this ignorant one anymore.That's it, after another five sunrises and sunsets, they are finally about to reach the border of Ordian City, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the red dragon Otras once again possesses Amon's body.This time, on the skin of Amon's body, the red dragon tattoo was already scarlet as blood, and it was like flapping its wings and flying, and it was about to come out.Then, on the border of Ordian City, Amon encountered a group of people, a group of pirates of the wasteland that he had been famous for a long time, but had never seen before.It's a group of wilderness thieves who are robbing, dressed in shabby and dirty leather armor, unkempt, and covered in dirt and blood stains.Their weapons were also varied, ranging from swords and hammers to spears and axes, most of which were worn out and worn out.It's just that they look at people with the fierceness of wolves, as if they are not staring at people, but a piece of meat.Most of them are humans, and there are also a few goblin dwarves in tow, the most conspicuous of which are the two trolls with a height of three blades, similar in appearance to ogres, but with higher intelligence, and without that lingering stench.Their weapons are specially made maces, made of logs as tall as adults, and remnants of flesh can be seen on the barbs.The target of their siege was a purely human caravan, who surrounded the city with wagons carrying goods in a vain attempt to resist the onslaught of the wilderness pirates.But it was clearly a failure, the defensive ring surrounded by the carriage had been broken, and the remaining mercenaries were making a final resistance.When Amon entered, a young man dressed as a man of sixteen or seventeen years old fell in front of him, followed by a fierce thief with a bald head, who swung his scimitar and slashed at the old man's neck.Amon stretched out his hand almost instinctively, and the battle axe directly swung away the opponent's scimitar, and the powerful force forced the opponent to retreat two steps.It's just that the robber hit to no avail, but he was not half afraid, but stared at Amon viciously: "The hungry wolf group is doing things, if you don't want to die, get out!"
”It should be said that Amon is a good-natured person, and those who know him know it, but he can't stand the wandering in the wasteland for more than a month, and every day is either fighting, or on the way to battle, it is impossible to say that there is no siltation and a little murderous.So he didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, he simply raised his hand, and the tomahawk was from the bottom up, which was a flirtation.This time, Amon didn't spare his hand, although he didn't stir up the dragon power, he also used nine points of strength.How could the nine-point strength of a high-level warrior be able to compete with a bald thief, he only had time to block the scimitar in his hand in front of him, and with a bang, he was smashed into the air.The scimitar turned into scrap metal, smashed into his chest and abdomen with a tomahawk, and then flew more than ten meters away, smashing on the ground, howling miserably.It's also that his physical fitness is not bad, otherwise this blow will cost him his life, and the entire battlefield was also bluffed by this sudden scene.In the group of thieves, a middle-aged man riding on the back of a wolf beast with a slightly emaciated body looked at Amon with gloomy eyes, and then glanced at the injured bald thief, his pupils shrunk slightly.But he still drove the wolf beast under the seat to step forward and said, "This brother, if you are just passing by, then it is better to be passing by?"
”His voice was hoarse, as if he had hurt his vocal cords, and when he spoke, there was a texture of metal friction, but it was weird, it actually gave people a sense of seriousness like a mouthful of spit and a nail, which added a bit of trust to what he said and did out of thin air.Amon squinted slightly, but didn't pay attention to him, but looked around the caravan, goods, mercenaries, and thieves for a few times, before pointing to the bald thief whose wailing was fading, and said, "He's going to die, and you don't want to avenge him?"
”The middle-aged wolf knight's expression became more and more gloomy: "Your Excellency should have the strength of a high-level warrior, right?"
”"Huh?
How can you tell?
”"The most important thing in eating our food is eyesight, who can afford to provoke and who can't afford to provoke, when to kill, when to escape, all need to be measured by these eyes.From my point of view, Your Excellency has been in the Savage Wilderness for at least half a month, and has fought with many demonic beasts, and his murderous aura is full of blood, and I can smell it from afar.Those who can walk alone in the wasteland and return with their whole body are at least strong men above the high-level warriors, and if I don't want to fight to the death, I will never provoke a strong person like you at will. ”The tone of the middle-aged wolf knight was firm, as if he was touting Amon, and with a faint confidence, as if he was respectful, but he showed his determination not to be afraid of a battle.Then, he also pointed to the half-dead bald thief: "In the face of the strong, you must have a sense of awe, he does not have enough eyesight, he has no way to speak, and he will naturally die innocent."
So, if you want to go, just leave. ”"Don't, don't listen to him."
The middle-aged wolf knight's words fell, and beside Amon, the young man who was almost alive had already recovered his strength, and he hurriedly interjected: "They are a group of hungry wolves, notoriously untrustworthy, and never to die, if Your Excellency listens to them, after he slaughters us, he will definitely regroup and hunt you down again." ”"There seems to be some truth to that, too."
Amon thought about it, turned his head, and looked at the middle-aged wolf knight: "What do you see?"
The middle-aged wolf knight smiled in a low voice: "Your Excellency is so unconfident?
As a high-level warrior, what are you afraid of when you walk alone?
”"No, that's not what I said.Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and even if I can escape, I don't want to make too much of a mess. ”Amon finally made his request: "Look, in this way, you rob for money, and you don't need to kill people."
These goods belong to you, but these people forget it, let them regroup and go back to Ordian City with me, right?
”This should be a very reasonable request, and it is useless to kill these remaining mercenaries in the caravan.But the middle-aged wolf knight's face changed again and again, and he actually said: "No, either you go, or fight to the death." ”Is this a refusal?!
But why?