Chapter 0718 The Trouble with the Metal Fortress

"Welcome back, my master!"

A slightly muffled voice suddenly came from the side.

"What's going on with these dragons? Have they become your slaves..."

"Okay, Gazlowe, let's talk about these things later. You should first tell me about the situation in the Lance plane during my absence!" Grimm quickly interrupted the brain monster's words and successfully changed the subject.

"Uh... Master, the situation here seems... maybe... not very good!" The brain monster Gazlowe said hesitantly, as if he had something to hide.

Before Grimm could ask further questions, he felt the floor under him tremble, and the mountain above the high dome also shook inexplicably. Then, a loud dragon roar came through the thick rock wall and metal wall, circling over the empty metal fortress.

Are the dragons attacking the metal fortress?

Grimm frowned again.

"Master, since you left the metal fortress, those dragons have been attacking here like crazy. They come here every two or three days to disturb us, and there are six to seven of them each time. The levels also cover level 1, 2, and 3. It seems that they are fighting with us!" With the backbone, the level 3 brain monster Gazlowe immediately entered the complaining mode.

It can be heard that he has been tortured by these uninvited flying lizards in recent days!

"Project the outside image in for me to see!" Grimm said in a deep voice.

This Lance plane is a rare dragon treasure house. What is in it is not a dragon, but a moving magic crystal mountain. So no matter what, he will not give up this forward base and this safe metal fortress.

In this case, the safety of the metal fortress is undoubtedly his biggest concern!

A metal platform rose slowly on the floor in front of Grimm, and a white crystal inlaid on it projected a huge light curtain, showing the situation outside the metal fortress at a glance.

It can be seen that the light curtain is located at the top of a mountain more than ten miles away. From this angle, everything that happens outside the metal fortress can be clearly seen.

In the light curtain, outside the mountain where the metal fortress is located, seven giant dragons are flapping their wings and soaring in the blue sky, raising their necks one after another to make loud dragon roars that shake the world. From time to time, a giant dragon will suddenly fold its wings and dive down, and dozens of energy rays will be shot up against the metal fortress, washing the rock wall and the metal outer wall with a terrifying dragon flame.

This black angry flame is like a thick and surging pillar of fire, sweeping out a huge fan as the giant dragon's head swings left and right. The sticky and highly adhesive black flames constantly wash the rock wall on the mountain, and the extremely high temperature makes the rock melt quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the rock wall swept by the dragon flame flows down from above like molten copper liquid, revealing the dark golden metal outer wall below.

The metal fortress with Gazlowe in charge certainly would not sit still and wait for death. One after another, terrifying energy rays shot out like dense fire lines. Even with the dragon's tough scales and super high magic resistance, it was difficult to resist this level of magic attack.

It only had time to exhale once, and blood holes were shot out on the huge body of the diving dragon. Large puffs of dragon blood splashed out, instantly dyeing it into a blood dragon.

The dragon felt pain, raised its neck and screamed shrilly, frantically flapped its wings and pulled up its body, struggling to escape from the attack range of the energy ray.

Grimm couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is only what the dragon can do. If it were another monster, it would have been pierced into a candied haws by the dense energy rays with an attack intensity of up to 210 degrees. How could it be possible to roll all the way out of such a terrifying attack!

That should have been a level 1 dragon just now!

Even it could wade back and forth in the artillery fire of the metal fortress, and those level 2 dragons...

Before Grimm could finish thinking, the thing he was worried about happened.

A level 2 dragon saw its companion being injured, and it actually neighed and grabbed a terrible boulder weighing half a ton from a nearby mountain peak, struggled to fly to a high altitude, and then folded its wings and dived down at high speed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the metal fortress extended dozens of black hole muzzles from the inside, condensed dazzling magic light, and then fired rapidly at the diving dragon.

It was like watching a high-definition magic animation. The level 2 dragon opened the way with a fierce dragon breath, offsetting most of the energy rays. As for the remaining few rays, they hit its metallic dragon scales, although they broke a few blood holes, but they were not enough to threaten its life.

The dragon dived at high speed...

When the fierce hurricane passed through the dragon's sharp bone spurs and ridges, it made a shrill and sharp howl. The dragon, relying on its extraordinary flying skills, continued to dive and accelerate, dragging the boulder behind it with its claws, smashing down like a swift meteor.

When the speed and momentum reached the peak, the dragon's hind claws loosened, and the whole body rolled out from the flank. And the boulder that accelerated to the extreme, under the attention of everyone, roared and hit the outer wall of the metal fortress.

Boom...

After a loud noise that shook the earth, the outer metal wall sank inward into a deep pit. The huge metal roar made Grimm and others' ears buzz, and for a while they could not hear any sound.

At some point, Arms and the emerald dragons and green dragons had gathered behind Grimm, watching curiously what was happening in the light curtain.

"Fire dragon clan!" Arms leaned down his huge body, leaned close to Grimm, and said gloatingly: "It's Philippa and her army of lovers, you are in trouble!"

Philippa is the 3rd-level female fire dragon entrenched in the Doomsday Castle.

At the request of the 2nd-level wind dragon Chax, she sent her dragon army to attack Grimm and others without checking. Unfortunately, this dragon army of up to 300 people and the 200 dragon cultists who accompanied them were wiped out by wizards in the depths of the Swamp of Sorrow.

Since then, this female fire dragon has been completely out of control!

She came to disturb the metal fortress several times before, and suffered a great loss under the intensive bombardment of magic artillery. For this reason, she not only did not give up, but ran back to the Doomsday Fortress desperately to gather people.

So, the male dragons who had been her "guests" came to her call, and they followed her to harass and attack the metal fortress. Thanks to them, the energy reserves of the metal fortress not only did not increase during this period of time, but were gradually exhausted, which also troubled the level 3 brain monster Gazlowe.

Although the level of the level 3 brain monster Gazlowe is very high, its own attack and defense capabilities are indeed very weak. And almost all of its power is placed on the magic furnace and the metal fortress.

It can be said that the magic furnace is its heart, the metal fortress is its body, and Gazlowe is just a brain monster who commands them!

Gazlowe also tried to send those metal magic machines to rush out to drive away the dragons.

Unfortunately, it was like sending sheep into the tiger's mouth. A group of 100 people were sent out, and less than two hands were able to crawl back intact. The rest were all smashed to pieces by these tyrannosaurus!

Since then, Gazlowe never dared to send people out to challenge these dragons again. Relying on the solid metal fortress and inexhaustible magic energy, they used magic artillery to forcibly defend their positions.

However, in this way, the development plan of the Lance plane that Grimm gave it before leaving was also ruined.

These dragons also learned their lesson. They acted as the main force to entangle the metal fortress because they were thick-skinned and thick-fleshed. The dragons and affiliated forces under them were transferred to the vicinity, forming a tight stranglehold, which tightly blocked the metal fortress inside.

To be honest, the level 3 brain monster Gazlowe has always been arrogant and arrogant.

Even if it became Grimm's contracted servant, it only thought that it was a momentary carelessness that made it miss. Deep in his heart, Gazlowe refused to admit that this level 2 wizard was smarter and more resourceful than himself.

But after all these days of torture, the Level 3 Brain Monster Gazlowe had to painfully admit that facing a group of rogue dragons that did not play by the rules, it could not come up with any means to deal with them, and could only rely on the giant ships and cannons to keep them out of the fortress.

As for the blockade and strangulation lines on the periphery, it was basically helpless and could only hide in the metal fortress and muddle through.

Therefore, when he suddenly saw Grimm returning, and brought back such a large group of dragons, Gazlowe's heart, which had been tormented for a long time, became hot again.

For the first time, it hoped from the bottom of its heart that this "weak" wizard master could come up with a way to expel these damn dragons from its territory as soon as possible.

Facing Gazlowe's eager request, Grimm did not respond, but turned around and looked at Arms beside him.

"Lord Arms, what do you think of the current situation?"

"Hehehe... Little guy, are you begging me this time?" The eyes of the 3rd-level Thunder Dragon suddenly lit up, and he immediately became mercenary: "This time you came back, you blackmailed me a lot. Now you want me to help you fight for nothing? Two hundred thousand magic crystals, I won't do it if there is one less magic crystal..."

It has to be said that after being with wizards for a long time, even the dragons who have always been arrogant have become mercenary and petty, and they are calculative.

Grimm smiled slightly, and his young and delicate face was full of unconcealable teasing.

"Lord Arms, you brought back so many dragon companions this time. I wonder where you plan to place them? You can't stuff them all into your territory, right?"

Arms was stunned, put away the smile on his face, and began to consider this headache for the first time.

As a 3rd-level dragon lord, Thunder Dragon Arms' own territory is only three or four hundred kilometers. Such a territory, in the human world, would be more than enough to accommodate 20 to 30 human lords. But for the dragons, such a territory is still too small.

This time, I suddenly brought back 11 dragons, and it was really cool to lead them to the city, enough to make all the dragon lords envious. But if I want to settle them down, my small territory will be stretched to the limit and look a bit shabby.

Arms couldn't help but narrow his eyes...