Just the opposite!

Unless they encounter a large group of hundreds or even thousands of goblins, any experienced team can easily kill goblins ten times their own number.

Because these little monsters are too weak, their physical fitness may not even reach half of that of most ordinary adult human males, and their weapons are very simple.

The latter, if they were to wear a suit of better-quality chain mail, could charge into the goblins and kill them one by one, completely ignoring the attacks of their crude knives, daggers, and clubs.

So when the goblin team sent by Fercrag found the location of Zuo Si and his group, they were all killed in less than ten seconds.

There was only one person who took action, and that was the demon elf assassin - Fed.

This extremely dangerous and cold-blooded woman took advantage of the dim light at night and used her stealth and backstabbing skills to the fullest.

There were twelve goblins in total, ten of them had their mouths covered silently from behind, and at the same time, a sharp dagger was inserted through the bone gap on the side of the lower jaw to directly destroy the brain.

Because of their extremely fast speed and without any sound, when the last two goblins noticed that their companions had disappeared inexplicably, they realized that the situation was not good and wanted to turn around and escape.

But unfortunately it was too late.

Before they could run a few steps, they were tripped by traps set along the way and fell miserably into the mud.

Just as I was about to get up, I felt a chill on my neck, and then the sharp dagger came as expected. Then my eyes went dark and I knew nothing.

In front of assassins who are skilled in stealth and assassination, these goblins who lack training and anti-stealth capabilities are like wheat in the fields waiting to be harvested.

When the battle was over, Fide quickly found a scribbled map on one of the goblin corpses. He widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Unbelievable! That dragon actually sent us a map of the entrance to the ruins?"

"I said before, the biggest difference between Felcrag and other red dragons is that he is very good at using all kinds of conspiracies and tricks to achieve his goals, rather than simply using violence."

As he spoke, Zuo Si took the map, glanced at it, and quickly threw it on the ground.

Since we have the demon elf as our guide, there is no need for maps.

"So, our whereabouts have been exposed. Is the dragon currently waiting in its lair for us to come to it?" Fed's expression turned noticeably ugly.

As an assassin, what she hated most was having her every move exposed to other people's sight.

What's more, it's a powerful, evil, and insidious red dragon.

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. In a way, this is actually a good thing. At least Fercrag has allowed us to enter his lair. As long as we don't show too much strength, he will be waiting for us in the deepest part of the lair."

"So... a game?" Isadora's eyes lit up slightly.

"Haha, yes, this is a game of cat and mouse. In the eyes of Fercrag, we are just a group of insignificant little mice. But in my eyes, isn't he the same?" Zuo Si smiled meaningfully.

Pride and arrogance are common problems of all true dragons!

Whether it is a five-colored evil dragon or a kind metal dragon.

As long as you make good use of this weakness, you can gain some advantages even when facing a giant dragon of the ancient age.

Although Zuo Si has not seen a giant dragon of the ancient age so far, he does not know how powerful the most famous dragon kings in the continent of Faerun are.

But one thing is certain, that is, Ferkrag's strength is already very close to the level of a quasi-dragon king.

Otherwise, they would not dare to build their nest within the activity range of Balagos's "Flying Flame".

In addition, according to some records, this dragon had grown up hundreds of years ago and was active in Amn, wandering around in human form, taking risks, and making allies. He even changed his name to Gildan and married a human woman at a gathering point in the Far North, wanting to try the taste of love.

In short, Felcrag's behavior and actions are more like an evil lawful blue dragon than a chaotic evil red dragon.

"Master, what should we do with those two guys?"

The werewolf girl pointed at two warriors not far away, whose lower bodies had been sewn together with needles and thread and who were still bleeding. They were lying on a tree trunk, sweating and groaning in pain, dying.

She showed no discomfort or shyness towards such scenes.

Because when they lived in the sewers of Port Calin, many ratmen didn't wear clothes, so they were used to it.

On the contrary, Isadora, who had received aristocratic education since childhood, took a look and immediately blushed, turned her head to the side and hid behind Zuo Si.

"Kill... Kill me! Kill me quickly! Please!" Thors was obviously tortured by the severe pain.

You should know that for the human body, the more densely packed the nerves are, the more intense the pain will be when it is attacked or injured.

Especially areas such as the eyes, tongue, gums, nose, and lower body, which often lose the ability to resist instantly once hit.

Not to mention being pierced repeatedly with needle and thread like now, and then finally sewn together.

If their hands and feet had not been forcibly removed, the two would have chosen suicide to end this pain.

"Kill you?" Zuo Si had a very cold expression on his face. "Did you let those female adventurers who were brutally raped and killed go when they begged for mercy? If not, then why do you expect me to kill you? Oh, I almost forgot, in order to prevent you from dying from excessive bleeding, I'd better give you some treatment."

As he spoke, Zuo Si instantly completed a magical spell to heal minor injuries and released it at the lower bodies of the two people that were sewn together.

moment!

The wounds that were still bleeding have all healed.

Because no matter how painful it feels, this kind of puncture by needle and thread is just a skin injury, and one treatment is enough to heal the bleeding wound.

But at the same time, those knotted threads were deeply embedded in the flesh, looking like they were entangled like a twist. To take them out, one would have to endure more terrible pain than having the threads inserted into them.

"Devil...devil! You are simply a devil!"

Thors fell into complete hysterical despair, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

But before he could utter a vicious curse, Fed rushed forward and stuffed the kettle full of spring water into his mouth.

After a while, the guy was forced to drink a whole pot of water.

Then, the demon elf said in an extremely cruel tone: "Do you know what the most terrible thing about this punishment is? Or do you think that sewing that thing together will be the end of it?

No, no, no, the fun really starts after you drink a lot of water and then start to feel the urge to pee.

Believe me, having to choose between holding your bladder until it bursts and going through unimaginable pain is a choice that can drive a person crazy.

And this process will continue for several days until you are starved to death or eaten by wild beasts that smell the blood.

In addition, since there is only water but no food, the strong feeling of hunger will make you unable to resist drinking more water.

Now enjoy your well-deserved comeuppance, you bastards!"

It has to be said that the hatred and cruelty that Fed showed towards these two guys completely overturned the playful and cautious image that he usually maintained.

Similarly, she also revealed many of her truest sides and the little secrets she had hidden.

In the end, the two soldiers who committed heinous crimes were abandoned beside a stream, and what awaited them would be an extremely painful and slow death.

As for the others, they went to a safer place and slept for eight hours. They got up at dawn the next day and headed towards Fercrag's lair.

Around noon, we finally arrived at the entrance of an ancient and huge underground ruins.

Looking at the weathered stone pillars standing nearby, the demon elf quickly compared them with the map in his mind and said without hesitation, "This should be it. This relic was originally a mausoleum built by King Strahan III for himself, and was later discovered by Fercrag and used as a lair. However, he only occupied about half of the space, and the other half is still safe and sound under the protection of magic."

"Strohmann III? I seem to have heard about this king and his country when I was young." Isadora frowned and began to search her memory.

"From the collapse of the Calimshan Sean Dynasty to the establishment of Amn, countless kingdoms and city-states rose and fell in this land, and the Kingdom of Strahan was just one of them. However, according to the records of Candlekeep, this country seems to be ruled by a group of wizards and sorcerers. Both the king and the ministers have strong spellcasting abilities. So it is not surprising that they are able to build a luxurious tomb."

As Zuo Si explained, he read the ancient characters on the stone pillars, which were completely different from the common language.

From the unique letters and words on these stone pillars, which are different from the ancient Calishite characters and modern common language, it is easy to see the evolution process of the language and writing of Amn and even the entire continent of Faerun.

Among them, the ancient Calishite language is a writing system created by combining the human language of the time and the language of the giants.

But as time went on, the rule of the giants completely collapsed, and most of the languages ​​and scripts used by the giants were slowly eliminated, replaced by a fusion of some elven and dwarven languages.

By the time of the Kingdom of Strahan, the written language was already very close to the modern common language, except that some of the wording and sentence structure were still a little strange.

However, anyone who has received systematic education can convert these texts into common language for understanding and reading.

Therefore, Zuo Si easily understood the meaning of the words on the stone pillar. It was simply a warning to those who tried to rob the tomb, saying that there were countless traps and immortal guards inside, and if they didn't want to die, they should get away.

Unfortunately, in the face of huge profits, this warning can't stop tomb robbers and adventurers who want to get rich.

"Do you know the secret of the tomb of King Strohn III?" A hint of strong curiosity flashed in Fed's eyes.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. According to some historical records of Candlekeep, the king's son, King Strahan IV, made a mask himself to prevent his father's tomb from being robbed.

Only by wearing this mask can you see things that ordinary people cannot see, and finally enter the tomb.

The mask was divided into six parts, and each part was kept by a powerful guardian.

The masks are only put together when a sacrificial ceremony is held.

You Shadow Thieves know this place, could it be that you are eyeing the funerary objects in the tomb of King Strahan III? Or did you have some shady deal with Felcrag before, but fell out because of the uneven distribution of the spoils?"

"You should ask the bosses about this kind of thing. I'm just an insignificant little follower."

Fide obviously didn't want to talk about something involving the secrets of the Shadow Thief, so he pretended to be innocent.

But how could such a little trick be hidden from a psychic with powerful mind perception ability?

Isadora caught the secret hidden in her mind in an instant, and immediately responded to Zuo Si through telepathy: "The Shadow Thieves Guild reached an agreement with Faircrag to find the treasure buried by Strohan III and split it equally. But later, for some unknown reason, the red dragon suddenly turned hostile and killed all members of the treasure hunting team."

"As expected. No wonder the Shadow Thief gave me information about Felcragg. It turns out he wanted to use me to get rid of him."

Zuo Si was undoubtedly prepared for the possibility that Ailang Linville would use him, and he even guessed the motive almost exactly.

Due to the lack of high-end combat power, the Shadow Thief is okay at bullying and intimidating civilians and merchants, but will appear very powerless when facing creatures like dragons.

How can a human assassin use a dagger that is no more than 30 centimeters long to launch a fatal sneak attack on a huge monster that stands more than 6 to 7 meters or even more than 10 meters tall?

Not to mention the amazing defensive power of dragon scales. Even if it really pierced in, thirty centimeters would only be a superficial injury to the dragon, and it would be impossible to harm the internal organs wrapped inside.

Therefore, unless there are some special weapons targeting dragon-like creatures, the most effective way to deal with creatures like dragons is still magic.

After simply casting a few low-level divine and arcane spells at the door, the group of four disguised themselves as novice adventurers and carefully walked into the pitch-dark underground world.

After passing through the long and narrow passage, they immediately found more than twenty orcs who had set up a pocket formation.

These guys used the terrain to their advantage and surrounded the city in a semi-arc, just surrounding the exit of the passage.

No nonsense!

At the command of the leading orc leader, dense arrows immediately flew over like raindrops.

"Damn it! I knew it would be like this."

Fed cursed under his breath and immediately went into stealth mode, trying to sneak along the wall and kill the orc archer from behind.

But before she could take any action, she saw Zuo Si, wearing scale armor, rushing forward with a shield in one hand and a mace raised in the other.

Due to the fast speed, one of the orcs didn't have time to react before his head was smashed with a bang.

Under the power of terror that cannot be described in words, a fist-sized hole was smashed into the iron helmet worn by the unlucky guy, and brain matter and a blown-out eyeball flowed out from it.

That scene...

It was a memory that the Demon Elf Assassin would never forget.

She had always believed that Zuo Si's fighting style was to hide behind others and gracefully release various spells and divine arts, while summoning alien creatures to overwhelm his opponents.

But now, Fed suddenly realized that he was wrong, and very wrong.

The performance in the past few seconds alone was enough to prove that this chosen one of the gods not only had close combat capabilities, but also had a bestial style, relying solely on brute force without any skill at all.

Taking into account the blessing of divine power, Zuo Si, who currently possesses 35 points of strength attribute and 37 points of constitution attribute, can definitely be regarded as a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Not to mention the orcs, even if their master, the red dragon Felcrag, came, it would be difficult for him to gain any advantage in the clash of pure power.

So even though there was no skill involved in the attack and he was just swinging the mace down hard, he still caused astonishing casualties to the enemy in a very short time.

Oh, no, there is only death but no injury.

Wherever the nail hammer passed, either the brain burst or the bones and tendons were broken, and then the head was blown up.

Moreover, Isadora was very considerate and gave it the third ring of [Acceleration], so that in just a few seconds, the orc team ambushing at the door was killed.

Many orcs threw away their weapons and turned around to run away.

You have to know that the orcs in Faerun have no loyalty or integrity. They basically only serve whoever has the bigger fist.

Many evil spellcasters and cities recruit large numbers of orcs as cannon fodder and train them.

Once they find that the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable to them, they will immediately turn around and run away without hesitation.

"Damn it! Don't retreat! Don't retreat!"

The orc leader, who was wearing full plate armor, roared loudly in anger and even chopped off the head of a deserter with his own hands.

But unfortunately, it did not help to stop the rout.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining seven or eight archers threw away their weapons and rushed into the deeper cave at the back.

When he came to his senses, he found that Zuo Si was standing in front of him, raising the nail hammer in his hand that was stained red with brain matter and making a provocative gesture.

moment!

The orc leader was enraged.

Unlike those useless men under his command, he was very confident in his own strength, so he swung his giant axe and took the lead in attacking.

Bang! With a deafening roar, the axe hit the shield hard, making a sonic boom.

Just when he was expecting to see his opponent being smashed away by his amazing brute force, he found that his opponent was still standing firmly in the same place, only pushed back two steps by the huge impact force.

“This…how is this possible!?”

The orc leader was stunned and could hardly believe what he saw.

Because in his eyes, Zuo Si was neither strong nor had exaggerated muscles, and he didn't even look like an adult, so how could he be stronger than himself?

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Zuo Si had no intention of explaining at all. He simply swung the mace and began to launch a torrential attack at close range.

Since the two-handed axe needs a certain amount of space to exert its full power, when the orc leader is attacked at close range, he is immediately caught in the dilemma of being unable to fight back and being beaten.

You should know that the biggest difference between blunt weapons and sharp weapons is that their impact force can be transmitted directly to the body through armor, causing various bruises.

So even though full body plate armor can more effectively resist the impact of blunt objects than other types of armor, after being hit more than a dozen times, the orc leader still let out a wow and a large amount of dark red blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and he knelt on one knee on the ground, gasping violently.

At this moment, there was no longer any confidence in his eyes, instead there was fear and despair.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, he suddenly saw a huge black shadow rushing towards his unprotected face.

Then there was a sharp pain, and then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

看着倒在自己面脑浆崩裂的尸体，左思又一次甩了甩武器上沾染的血迹，笑着说道：“看来只要简单加持几个强化类的法术，我在近身肉搏中并没有想象中那么差劲。至少对付这种职业等级不高的战士应该不成问题。”

“何止是不差劲，简直强的让人感到害怕。你那不正常的恐怖力量究竟是怎么回事？某种神明所赐予选民的额外力量吗？”

菲德缓缓从阴影中走了出来，眼神中透露出敬畏之色。

一名身穿板甲的兽人战士，即便是她这种影贼公会的精锐刺客应付起来都会感到头疼。

因为板甲会遮蔽大部分的要害，以至于发动偷袭和背刺的时候往往一不小心就会失手。

而失手暴露在敌人面前的刺客往往就意味着死亡。

他们的职业特性决定了根本没办法与身强力壮的战士正面硬碰硬，只能尝试着进行逃跑。

“算是吧。不过我没有像其他牧师那样接受过任何武器与格斗训练，所以在遇到真正的高手时基本没有什么还手之力。”左思不以为意的耸了耸肩膀。

正当菲德还想要继续追问的时候，狼人少女突然开口发出警告：“主人，小心，我闻到了大地精的味道。”

话音未落！

一股淡淡的恶臭突然掩盖了血腥味，从通道的尽头传来。

任何有经验的冒险者在闻到这股恶臭味的时候都会意识到附近肯定有大地精。

当然，这并不是说大地精有多么肮脏且不讲卫生，而是他们身上独特汗腺的作用。

很显然，刚才逃跑的那些兽人弓箭手已经把第一道防线崩溃的消息传递给了后方，所以这些大地精赶过来想要看看究竟是怎么回事。

随着恶臭的味道越来越重，七八个全副武装的大地精便出现在四人的视线范围之内。

“杀光这些入侵者！”

一名大地精扯着嗓子从喉咙里发出像是吼叫一样的声音。

左思闲着没事的时候学习过一些地精语，所以在听到这句的时候立马选择先下手为强，一个箭步冲上去想要故技重施。

但大地精显然比兽人难对付多了。

四名持盾的立刻冲到前边组成盾墙进行防御，而后边的祭祀则在非常短的时间内完成了两个神术。

【祝福术】！ 【人类定身术】！ 前者的作用是为自己和盟友提供有利的加持，而后者则是来限制敌人的行动。

如果换成是低级冒险者，恐怕在面对这种突如其来的法术攻击时分分钟会中招，然后在定身的作用下被轻而易举屠杀殆尽。

可遗憾的是，对于拥有极高魔法抗性和豁免的左思来说，这种低级神术早就已经没有了任何用处。

只见他先是装出一副被定身术影响的样子站在原地，等两名大地精冲上来想要补刀的时候突然暴起，一下一个将其脑袋开瓢。

遁入阴影的菲德也突然出现在一名祭祀身后，用锋利的魔法匕首刺进了他的下颚。

狼人少女按照游侠的战斗方式，先是射出了两箭，随后变身成狼人带着自己的动物伙伴一起冲进去开始大杀特杀。

作为在法师塔里接受过战斗训练的冬狼，这头阴险狡诈的魔法野兽非常清楚自己的优势是什么，所以根本不会像野外那些冬狼一样随便使用自己的寒冷吐息。

刚好相反！

它只有在咬住对方的手臂或是脖子的时候，才会把冰气从嘴里吐出来，直接杀死对方或是废掉对方一条持有武器的胳膊。

好几个大地精就是在这种无耻的偷袭下，整条手臂当场被冻结、碎裂，然后失去反抗能力变成待宰的羔羊。

伊莎多拉则躲在最后边偶尔朝想要逃跑的家伙丢个【催眠术】、【睡眠术】、【眩晕术】之类的最低级法术。

大概半分钟不到，这支赶过来查看情况的大地精就全军覆没。

除了在最开始的时候将对方阵营冲散，左思并没有亲手杀死太多目标，而是饶有兴致观察其他人的战斗。

其中接受过残酷训练和大量对战经验的范格斯自然不必多说，变身后基本就是一台高效的杀戮机器。

再加上有一个冬狼这样强力的动物伙伴负责牵制，大地精往往几个回合就败下阵来被活生生撕成碎片。

伊莎多拉则明显受到心灵力量的影响，倾向于通过控制和魅惑来制造混乱。

尽管施法手段跟对战局的判断还略显稚嫩，可基本已经明确了自己的定位，并不像许多新手施法者那样，非常容易在种类繁多的法术和有限的法术位中种陷入选择困难和迷茫。

等战斗结束，左思立刻询问魔裔精灵：“你们影贼知道这座巢穴中有多少怪物吗？”

“大概两三百兽人，七十多个大地精，还有少量的巨魔、食人魔和一些人类佣兵。不过最值得注意的是一名叫叫做康斯特的法师。”

菲德不加思索报上了影贼公会掌握的情报。

“所以我们要干掉四百多个怪物才能走进这条巨龙的巢穴？！”范格斯恢复成人类模样震惊的长大了嘴巴。

要知道刚才短暂的两场遭遇战已经消耗了不少的体力，让她忍不住开始气喘吁吁。

如果连续来上十几次乃至几十次，怕是累都要活生生累死。

女孩实在想不出，在主人不暴露自身强大施法能力的前提下，究竟要怎样才能解决如此多的敌人。

左思笑着安慰道：“放松。既然是一场游戏，那自然就有游戏规则。如果我是费尔克拉格，就会在损失差不多六七十个手下之后，放入侵者来到自己的面前。更何况这座地下遗迹是如此的巨大，那些怪物肯定分散把守在各个角落，所以充其量只会遇到其中的一小部分。”

“你说的没错。我刚好知道一条近路可以直达龙巢。来吧，跟我来，通道就在这边。”

说着，菲德带头朝右侧一片满是奇形怪状钟乳石的地方走去，并且从背包内取出一捆结实的绳子，套在其中一个最大、看起来最坚固的钟乳石上，自己第一个顺着绳子爬了下去。

注视着通往下层宛如深渊一样黑暗的洞口，伊莎多拉明显有些害怕，下意识吞了吞口水小声问道：“我们真的要从这下去吗？底下该不会有什么可怕的怪物在等着我们吧？”

“别担心，有我在不管遇到什么样的怪物都不会有事的。来，抱住我，我带你下去。”左思第二个站在了绳子旁边。

伊莎多拉赶忙跑过去紧紧搂住左思的脖子，整个人直接挂靠上去，很快也消失在了深不见底的黑暗洞穴底部。

至于最后的范格斯，则让冬狼以一种高难度的姿势站在自己肩膀上，然后顺着绳子爬了下去。

当所有人都来到底部的时候，立刻便看到前方不远处金灿灿的财宝堆，以及趴在财宝堆上睡觉的红色巨龙。

瞬间！

左思明白了自己等人爬下来的那个巨大洞口，实际上就是费尔克拉格给自己留下的进出通道。

巨龙有飞行能力，所以可以直接扇动翅膀从下层飞到上层去。

毫无疑问，对于大部分凡人来说，第一次预见巨龙，尤其是体型格外硕大的红龙，往往都会产生一种无法用语言形容的震撼，并且伴随着恐惧一起支配大脑。

看看此刻范格斯和冬狼僵在原地动弹不得的反应就知道，一人一狼明显已经暂时失去了战斗能力。

相比之下，拥有心灵异能和坚定意志的伊莎多拉虽然表现的稍微好一点，而且还偶尔会去跟维尔梅斯与奇物交谈，但也能感觉到整个身体在轻微的颤抖。

同样的，魔裔精灵刺客菲德几乎在落地的第一时间就进入潜行状态躲在了一块大石头的后面，明显是压根不打算参加战斗。

或者说，她的任务仅限于负责带路而已。

“在这里等我一会儿。”左思放下少女通过心灵连接吩咐道。

“我可以帮忙！”

伊莎多拉明显想要借这场战斗展现自己的价值。

作为一名吞噬了不少蝌蚪的心灵术士，她已经有了能够对巨龙这种生物造成一定影响的能力。

虽然距离那种可以一锤定音的效果差得很远，可提供一些有限的支援还是做得到的。

左思笑着摸了摸女孩的头发：“那就放手去做吧。但有一点要记住，千万别靠的太近。”

“明白！”

也许是得到参战许可的原因，伊莎多拉原本有些惊恐的情绪迅速稳定下来，并且透露出了跃跃欲试的兴奋。

毕竟她冒着巨大风险让夺心魔和新生的主脑给自己植入蝌蚪，还不就是为了这一刻吗？

解决了后顾之忧，左思立刻大摇大摆从黑暗中走出来，以一种毫不掩饰的姿态朝财宝堆上的红色巨龙走去。

After about a few seconds, the sound of footsteps woke the latter from his sleep.

When he saw that it was a very young human, Felcrag immediately showed a playful expression: "You are very brave! Mortal! Much braver than most of the mortals I have met. Because many people would be frightened and panic after seeing me, or kneel on the ground and beg for my mercy."

"That's because they know they don't have enough power to fight a powerful red dragon. As intelligent creatures, survival and reproduction are instincts engraved in their bones. So there is nothing shameful in either running away or begging for mercy." Zuo Si responded nonchalantly.

"You are right. It is not shameful to surrender to a force stronger than yourself. On the contrary, it is a very smart approach. Now, tell me, are you a smart person?" Fercrag lowered his head and moved his huge head closer.

In front of a red dragon of the ancient dragon's age, Zuo Si's frail figure was as small as an ant, and the former's sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Especially the sparks and heat waves emitted from the nose and mouth made breathing extremely difficult.

But Zuo Si was not affected at all. Instead, he calmly asked, "Does this count as recruiting?"

“Hahahahahaha!”

Felcrag suddenly burst into laughter without warning, and while laughing he roared in a deafening voice: "No! You are wrong! Brave mortal! This is not a recruitment, but the only way for you to survive. I can feel that you are wearing a large number of valuable magical items. Hand them over, and then swear allegiance to me, and I will mercifully allow you to live."

"So this is a threat?" Zuo Si asked back, still unmoved.

His calmness instantly aroused the Red Dragon's vigilance.

Fercrag suddenly used dragon language magic at an extremely fast speed to give himself a zero-ring [Detection Magic].

moment!

An arcane light as dazzling as the sun instantly emanated from Zuo Si's body.

arms!

clothing!

boots!

belt!

Amulets! And so many rings that were worn on almost every finger! Obviously, someone who could wear so many high-level magic items and even artifacts could not be an ordinary person.

So Felcrag cast [Stoneskin] and [Protection from Energy Damage] on himself without saying anything, and then asked in a stern voice: "Who are you?!"

Zuo Si smiled and said nothing, but directly removed the deformation effect.

In the blink of an eye, the scales on his body turned into a robe, and his golden hair gradually turned black.

When the transformation effect completely disappeared, Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully: "I'm very sorry. In order to prevent you from escaping, I made some small disguises. But now, these disguises are no longer needed. Dear Felcrag, if you don't mind, can you lend me one of your possessions?"

"Are you the Chosen Goddess of Poison and Disease who has been in the limelight recently? What do you want to borrow? I would like to make it clear in advance that I will not lend my treasures to an outsider casually. You must use something of equal value as collateral."

Felcrag instantly recognized the identity of the human in front of him.

He had been collecting intelligence from all over Amn, so it was natural that he could not be unaware that a chosen one of the gods had settled in the capital of this country in the past two years.

Similarly, he also heard some rumors that the other party liked to target the evil five-colored dragons.

Anyone who was targeted was either brutally murdered or disappeared inexplicably along with his treasure.

No one knows where the missing dragons have gone, but one thing is certain: their fate will definitely not be any better than being captured by the mad wizard Halaster Blackrobe and taken to the Underworld.

Seeing the red dragon's fearful and vigilant reaction, Zuo Si immediately realized that his reputation finally had some deterrent power, so he took the initiative to step forward, with a harmless smile on his face, and said: "Relax, what I want to borrow is not some treasure, but you, or your body, life and soul."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si didn't give the other party any chance to react. He raised his hand and used a [Dimension Anchor], completely blocking the other party's possibility of using teleportation magic to escape.

Needless to say, this is a very obvious signal of war.

Without saying a word, Felcrag opened his mouth wide and spewed out a deadly breath of fire.

As an ancient dragon, the power of his breath is not comparable to those red dragons that are just below adulthood or even in their prime.

The scorching white flames completely melted the gold and silver coins in a large cone-shaped area in front of them almost instantly, and even the rocks on the ground and walls turned into magma under the terrifyingly high temperature.

But when the spitting ended, Fercrag found that Zuo Si, who had just stood in front of him, had disappeared.

Out of caution for high-level spellcasters, he immediately turned around and began to patrol his surroundings, waving his thick tail continuously to try to find the hidden enemy.

Before I could find any suspicious traces, I immediately felt like there was something above my head.

When he looked up, he saw a huge portal opened above his head. The dragon knights Davidian and Wilmes, who had been waiting for a long time, fell from the sky and hit Fercrag hard.

Boom! Boom! As soon as they landed, the three red dragons started fighting with bayonets.

Judging from the size alone, Fercrag is undoubtedly the strongest one, obviously much bigger than the other two and still has room to spare.

But Davian has a very high professional level, so he is not at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

On the contrary, Wilmes, who always relied on his size advantage to bully others, inevitably fell into a tough battle.

In terms of size and basic attributes, she had no advantage at all, but was instead suppressed. In terms of combat experience, she could not compare with an ancient dragon.

So within less than two or three minutes of the battle, he was covered in wounds, and even his abdomen was cut with a deep gash, and precious dragon blood splattered all over the wound.

If Qiwu hadn't used his psychic powers to restrain him at the critical moment, the claw would have pierced directly into his heart.

Finding that he might be killed alive, Wilmes no longer cared about the pride and face of the red dragon. He frantically flapped his wings to push Fercrag away, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Damn it! How long are you going to hide? Are you going to wait until I die?"

"No, I just want you to understand that simply accumulating strength is not enough to make you a true Dragon King. You need to exercise instead of sleeping on a pile of treasures all day long."

Zuo Si lifted his invisibility and cast the magic he had prepared long ago on Wilmes.

Soon, the latter's numerous wounds stopped bleeding and began to heal rapidly.

Needless to say, he had long been annoyed by the sight of Wilmes sleeping in his nest all day, so he deliberately took this opportunity to let him experience firsthand what a truly powerful red dragon looks like.

(End of this chapter)