Chapter 804: The Sad Dragon

A lich pursuing a better life?

Henry couldn't imagine that these words came out of Burtram's mouth. As for what he said about Ovo pursuing Leila...

Well, if fascination (rape) can be considered a way of chasing women, then Owo did go after Lila.

This guy didn't know if he had a brain twitch, and suddenly wanted Lila Silverhand to be his bride, so he spent a lot of time using the evil artifact "Crown of Horns" made by Melkor, one of the three gods of death, as bait.

But he obviously ignored the role of the silver fire bestowed by the Goddess of Magic on the electors. When the "Crown of Horns" was worn by Laila, the silver fire collided violently with the evil will remaining in the artifact, and as a result, Laila fell into a complete crisis. Crazy, lost his sanity for twenty years, and gave birth to a daughter inexplicably... What's even more ridiculous is that no one knows who the father of this child is...

To put it in a relatively easy-to-understand way, Owo tried to seduce (rape) Laila, and planned to cook raw rice into cooked rice, but the target went crazy due to a drug error, and was picked up by an unknown guy. She also married a third party, Kelben, a typical example of stealing chickens and losing money, which is a complete tragedy.

Obviously, this is the love Bertram refers to, the beautiful life that the liches yearn for, the happiness built on the pain of others...

Henry was very wise. He didn't continue to discuss with Bertram, who had completely distorted his three views and was full of cynical thoughts, and decisively brought the topic to the fusion experiment just now.

He is very clear that all liches are more or less mentally abnormal, because undead creatures themselves are incomplete and special life forms, and the longer time passes, the more distorted they become. Just a dry body, and a soul hidden in a phylactery.

Compared with most liches. Bertram can be regarded as quite normal, at least he is not full of thoughts of killing and destruction, and occasionally reads poetry to cultivate his sentiments, but he has a different view of things, and he hates the gods' attitude toward the Lord. The interference from the outside, anyway, the world of the living is not pleasing to the eye, and they always want to find fault with the eggs.

Psychologically speaking, it's an act of masking his inferiority, and perhaps he's been treated unfairly before as a human being. It is also possible that he had regrets before he died, which is why he acted so extreme.

As soon as he mentioned the magic ceremony held just now, Bertram immediately returned to normal, and asked with a smile on his face: "Have you ever heard of a red dragon named Asadron?"

"Assadron?" Henry frowned and recalled carefully for a few minutes, and finally shook his head slightly. "This should be a very ancient red dragon, right? I don't seem to have read about it in any books."

"Indeed, he has not appeared in people's sight for too long, only this poem "The Arrival of Asadron" still records the story buried by history." Speaking of this, Burtram sighed slightly. "This is a legendary red dragon, not much worse than any known ancient dragon. It destroyed a kingdom by itself, and some cult believers even worship it as a god."

"Oh?" Henry opened his mouth in surprise. "Did I hear you right! Heresy? Could it be that this dragon has gained divinity. Do you want to become a god?"

Burtram laughed and waved his hands: "No, Assadron has no divinity. He was severely traumatized in a certain battle. So he bound a Barlow to his chest as a second heart. , that’s where I got my inspiration from.”

Hearing this explanation, Henry had an expression of enlightenment on his face: "It turns out that, using the power of necromantic magic to fuse the demon and the giant dragon, let one of them swallow the other, and the new life born in the end will have both the demon and the giant dragon." The double power of the dragon is really a bold idea, I believe the research process must be very difficult."

Merge different species together. Especially for such powerful species as giant dragons and demons, even if he is not very proficient in necromancer magic, he can imagine the difficulty.

"That's right, it was very difficult. I failed four times, and I didn't succeed until the fifth time." Burtram's withered face showed a hint of complacency. "Of course, this is also thanks to the test items you provided. You must know that catching a giant dragon is not an easy task."

Henry suddenly had a bad feeling. His face changed slightly and he asked, "Could you be..."

Bertram nodded with a dry smile: "Yes, I conducted an experiment with the giant dragon you locked up with the mithril chain of sorrow. Although I accidentally killed four of them, it was finally successful. And those few The dead guys are not wasted, the souls are made into wraiths. The corpses will also be fully utilized."

"Damn it! How do I see the ghosts of the giant dragons above the castle look familiar?" Henry cursed in a low voice while rubbing the center of his brows helplessly.

He originally thought that a dozen evil dragons would easily cause trouble in the city. You must know that Long Wei is not joking, once horses, dogs and poultry get close, they will be frightened to the point of pooping, so they are temporarily stored in the demiplane of the ring of truth.

But who would have thought...

Each of these liches didn't worry about their masters, and even started a research project without authorization. The most annoying thing is that they killed several of them...

But fortunately, some research results have been produced. Although they are not very useful, they are still better than nothing.

Forcibly resisting the urge to go crazy, Henry gritted his teeth and asked, "What about the rest, don't you think you've gutted all my dragons?"

"No, the rest are wearing the mind control rings found in the mind flayer city. Under the supervision of Ansalon, they are mating desperately around the clock. It won't be long before the first batch of dragon eggs will be born." Burtram clearly noticed the anger in Henry's eyes, and hurriedly dragged another member of the inner circle into the water.

"Forget it, I don't care about this now, tell me where Kangus is? I have something urgent to find him." Henry interrupted the Lich who wanted to continue explaining without hesitation.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand why these evil spellcasters behaved in exactly the same way. The chaotic and evil Shandier thought of mass producing dragon eggs after catching the dragon, and the liches of the Ring of Truth were the first to think of it. It's similar to what I thought. Could it be that the guy from the evil camp is born with a flawed IQ?

Don't they know that even if they are spawned by magic, it will take at least several decades for the dragon eggs to become combat power, and in these decades. These young dragons have to be fed and trained continuously, and the last one may cause a large-scale defection.

Dragons are not beasts. They know who their parents are and what kind of creatures they are from the moment they are born. Except for white dragons, any other kind of evil dragon is difficult to control for a long time, because once the strength is strong enough, it is almost inevitable to turn their faces things will happen.

Since the decisive battle with the City of Shadows is imminent, Henry has no time to take care of these trivial matters for the time being. He just wanted to find the demilich as soon as possible, to see how the preparations were going.

Bertram picked up a slate and scratched it lightly with his finger, and a huge map instantly appeared, with special symbols marked on each red dot, and one of the golden skull marks was obviously a demilich.

He roughly observed the surrounding terrain, and then said: "The leader is currently at the southern end of the Giant's Plain and the Giant's Running Mountain Range. You only need to use precise teleportation to reach him directly."

"Since he's not in the demiplane, I won't stay any longer. Remember, the remaining dragons are never allowed to die accidentally again, otherwise I will be angry." Henry said without hesitation The precise transmission is activated. Seeing a flash of white light, his figure completely disappeared in place.

After confirming that Henry had indeed left the demiplane, Bertram immediately turned around and ran towards the second floor of the castle. While running, he shouted: "Damn! Ansalon! Stop your dangerous experiments! The remaining dragons can't die anymore..."

The majestic top predators of the main plane are so miserable that no one will believe it. In fact, in the eyes of powerful legendary mages and liches, most adult dragons can only be enslaved and studied. Only a very small number of particularly outstanding dragons can be regarded as real powerhouses.

...

The Plain of Giants is located to the east of the Green Field, between the Troll Mountains and the Giants Run Mountains. Its geographical location is unique, and the endless plains should normally be an important food-producing area.

But it's a pity. Due to the frequent occurrence of monsters, there are not many civilians in this area. Only those who are not afraid of death dare to settle here.

Like other places named Troll XX and Giant XX, there are a large number of trolls and giants living in the two mountains. Compared with humans, they are several times stronger in terms of strength and physical fitness, so often more than a dozen A single giant or troll can easily wipe out an entire village.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the demilich chose to bring the crystal shard to this place to recruit monsters. Prepare to send a great gift to the City of Shadows.

As soon as he stepped through the portal, Henry instantly saw a shocking scene.

Thousands of hill giants and sub-giants built tents around the huge magic crystal tower in the middle of the valley. They were obviously controlled by the power of "Clinshinibon" and became loyal lackeys.

besides. On the other side of the valley, hordes of trolls and bear goblins also set up their own camps. Few evil creatures can escape the call of the Crystal Shard, and an army full of destruction (desire) has taken shape, and as long as an order is given, it can immediately create appalling tragedies.

"Great! The total amount is about 15,000, which is enough for the City of Shadows to drink a pot." The corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

You must know that giants, trolls, and goblin bears are not comparable to kobolds and ordinary goblins. A team of 20 giants can kill hundreds of goblins crying, and trolls can kill the entire kobolds. The tribe eats up.

He can even imagine the scene when these guys drink the berserk potion and rush into the City of Shadows to wreak havoc. I believe that the expressions on the expressions of the Supreme City Lord Telamante and the Prince of Shadows Ruivalan will definitely be very exciting... Maybe they can even detonate its internal contradictions.

Since the era of Netheril disappeared, the City of Shadows has not been invaded by foreign enemies for thousands of years. Presumably the residents must be very arrogant, just like a certain superpower on the earth. When they find themselves proud Fear spreads quickly when things are actually fragile.

For a city like Shadow City, which relies on pride and pride, nothing is more terrifying than losing confidence. What Henry has to do is to pull it down from the high place, and then step on it hard, completely crushing everything on the other side. In the most insulting way, he proved to the world that the new magic civilization he established was in line with the correct direction of historical development. (to be continued ~^~)