"The monster was pierced by the Archbishop's thunder, and most of the remaining body was melted shards, slimy and mud mixed together, and there was really no way to fish it out. A pitiful-looking priest covered in red and black stains said, "But Mr. Feige's prediction is correct, and there is indeed a passage down there." I took a look and saw that the walls of the passage were cemented with some kind of gum, and it looked stable and passable. ”

"Personally, I tend to wait for the dragon. Feige sat down, flipped over and over with a piece of "crab leg" in his hand, and tapped on it. "I've changed my mind, if you go in through the cave, you're looking for death, and you'd better not go in either. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"This monster is mainly responsible for digging holes, look at how long this leg is......" Feige broke the crab leg open, and inside was a delicious-looking white and tender meat. He swallowed hard and tossed the crab leg to Mackintosh: "Even though it's cooked, how resistant is the shell that I can break with my hands against the swords of the paladins? Have you ever seen a sword mark on a corpse? I didn't find it from the shell I threw on." Therefore, there is a high probability that there is something else that will kill the paladins. ”

"What kind of thing would it be, why don't you come up down the hole and kill us?"

"How can I guess that? Maybe the thing won't see the sun, maybe it's afraid of another thunderbolt, maybe it's received some order to retreat. Feiqi shrugged his shoulders: "When the dragon comes, let it dig up all the ground, won't you know?"

"Then what are we doing now, just waiting for the dragon?"

"Except to keep an eye out for anyone coming in or out of the manor......" Feige mused, and after a moment said, "yes, just wait for the dragon." ”

The aroma of the meat and crab pot around makes you feel hungry, and it is really torture to not eat at this time. Feige found a flat stone that jutted out of the ground and sat down, Shani took out the bread and ham wrapped in a napkin, and Beni took out a jug of ale. Under the stunned gaze of the priests, Feige teleported some grapes from the field and placed them on the cloth. "With the fruit garnish, the quality of the meal has improved all at once. ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't eat grapes for winemaking. Acidic, especially acidic. ”

"It's okay, I don't eat much. Feige picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, just biting it lightly and wrapping it in one bite, then quickly swallowed it raw, and then stuffed it with bread in his mouth. "Acid boosts appetite, and that's enough. ”

"Oh my God, you're the weirdest person I've ever met!" Archbishop Mackintosh sighed, first letting his apprentice priests keep watch and watch, then sat down as well, and asked for a loaf of bread from Feige, "Tell me, do you mean anything by doing this?"

"No, it's just nothing to do. I've never seen dragons in my life, but I've heard that they're very powerful, so I'm in the mood to watch a good show now. Anyway, the person on the other side can't do anything about you for the time being, at least at this distance and in this position, they can only stalemate. Since the dragon will definitely be able to break the stalemate, why shouldn't I be patient?" Feige glanced at the archbishop suspiciously, "What, do I give you the impression that you are a person full of intrigues?"

"Anyone who has seen your performance at a jousting tournament will feel that way. Oddly enough, the Hall family has historically not been your style, especially in battle. ”

"What's that style?" said Fitch, sipping fresh bread and ham to the scent of the wind, and sipping on the ale, which was already the best portable food for wild adventures. "I learned to manage the family, and leading soldiers to fight is Andrew's education, so you have to tell me. ”

"It's all the orthodox style of play that opens the position, plays steadily, breaks through suddenly, and quickly crushes. ”

"Oh, I see. I actually like this style too, and I would definitely prefer to do it if I have it at home. Fei Qi put down the bread, picked up a stone from the ground, threw it with a wave of his arm, and sighed, "Alas, it's not all because there are no conditions!"

The stone flew a long way, bounced off the pole holding the vine in place, and then fell into the green leaves with a rustling sound.

Feige waited for a moment before continuing, "Archbishop, I've always been curious about this question: how did you convince the three dragons to become partners and let them assist in the defense of the Holy Three Castle?"

"Actually, it was not me who convinced, but the goddess, and I was only the medium through which her great voice was transmitted. Mackintosh thought for a moment and added, "In addition to the voice, I did rely on my devout faith and powerful magic to enter the dragon's lair, and this gave me the opportunity to talk to the three dragons. ”

"What did you tell them?"

"I hope they don't destroy the crops and don't take away the cattle and sheep from the villages. The rest of the conversation was taken over by the goddess, I don't remember the specifics. I've struggled to recall it for so many years. If I can remember, maybe I can convince a few more dragons to serve the church. ”

"Are there many dragons?" Feige asked curiously, "How do you listen to what you mean, as long as you have this idea, you can find dragons?"

"To the west of the Sunset Mountains, the patrol once saw two red dragons flying through the mountains. You can't get to such a remote place on two legs, and the rugged terrain and barren hillsides can kill people. But riding a dragon, those distances are nothing. ”

"I'm also impressed by what you said. Feige picked up the stone and threw it in the other direction, like a child who had lost his temper and destroyed the flowers and plants. The stone smashed a few vines, and the sour green fruit fell to the ground into a pulp.

"What are you doing here? Don't smash it, it's a pity. ”

"When you're full, there's nothing to do. Feige swallowed the last slice of bread and sandwiched the ham, then grabbed another handful of gravel and threw it forward. Suddenly, he pulled out his staff on the ground, and a small fist-sized fireball flew out.

"What's going on?" Archbishop Mackintosh was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw a crossbow arrow coming towards him from the grape field, the black tip of the arrow was dull, but it had a terrifying momentum. He found himself at no idea what to dodge, looking straight at the crossbow bolts but not dodging. Thankfully, the vigilant apprentice reacted and unleashed a small bolt of lightning with the emblem, knocking the bolt away.

Feige's small fireball flew more than forty meters, drew a small parabola, rushed into the field, and then exploded into a cloud of flames. The flame was so powerful that it ignited the dead leaves on the ground, and the vines were not destroyed. However, everyone could see it clearly, the small fireball flew into a position, first disappeared, and then the fire swelled out from behind. "Illusion Barrier!" a priest held up the emblem, the intricate incantation continuing to drive divine power. Then, a glittering cloud of dust appeared out of thin air where the fireball had just exploded, covering everything in range. Thus, what was hidden by illusion showed its outline.

It was a man in a cloak, aiming with a crossbow in his hand. "Archbishop, be careful!" several priests stood in front of Mackintosh, only Feige snapped his finger at the man.

"Come on, I'll wait. But if you're going to shoot me, you'll have no time to run away. ”

As soon as the man threw his crossbow, his body suddenly became shorter, and he fell to the ground. The lightning bolt summoned by the archbishop slashed down, only to blow the crossbow away, but this time it failed to hit the enemy.

"It's a pity, it's authentic. Fei Qi patted the ash on his hand, and then said, "Why are you looking at me with very strange eyes, what the hell is going on, can't you think about it yourself? ”

"Don't bother to think about it, hurry up!" McIntosh slapped his face: "There are other things to say together, don't always hide it, this kind of behavior is very uncomfortable!"

"It's simple. The crab shell monster first ambushed the paladin outside the manor, then dug all the way through the ground. How does it know where to dig, how does it determine its position and distance, and how does it work with the crow illusion in the sky? Obviously, there must be someone in command. Dig tunnels, drill out of somewhere, secretly observe and direct operations - if I were the one to defend the manor, I would definitely choose this. ”

"The crow is an illusion, but it's not the only illusion, so I wanted to see if I could see through it. I've been talking to you all the time, but also to arouse the interest of the person on the other side, so that they can get close to eavesdropping. ...... like this," Feige spread his hands: "Actually, that's it, nothing profound." The only thing that hasn't been said is that the dragon will not let it fall to the ground after it comes, and it will keep flying in the air to attack, at least tearing down the manor to the ground. ”

Mackintosh sighed, then turned back to his students and said, "Don't be stunned! I don't know if there is such a tunnel! What should I do just now, Feige has already set an example, I don't need to say more, right?!"

A group of priests said yes in unison, and then in pairs, they threw rocks and sand to see if there was any illusion-created barrier around them. Two of them cautiously walked into the field to check on the place where the man had disappeared.

A dark tunnel entrance, not knowing where it will lead. Don't drill a big hole before, and this small hole is naturally the same thing. The crossbow that the man had dropped looked delicate, and it was picked up. Feige shook his head, showing off his heavy monster hunter crossbow, saying he didn't need it. So Mackintosh waved his hand and told the priest to use it—and by the way, some of Feige's crossbows.

The priest of the Holy Word, even though he knew that he was going out on a hunt mission, still had far from the equipment he could carry. Feige had always believed that being as prepared as possible was necessary for victory, and that there was no need to be reminded that Shane and Beni were often out on adventures, but the priests of the Church were a different matter entirely. Although the lightning magic is accurate, ruthless, and fast, it is never a bad thing to have a mace, a shield, and a light self-defense crossbow in your hand.

However, there was no need for Feige to wake them up, after all, these were not his own apprentices, but Archbishop Mackintosh's. He sat quietly on the sidelines, seizing the time to regain his spirits and prepare for the dragon that was about to arrive.

Finally, the dragon came.

As its massive body swooped down from the clouds, the sun shining on its blue scales, its ferocity revealed through its teeth, claws, and strong tail, and its eyes read "Unstoppable." It was an adult pure-blooded blue dragon with the power of thunder in its body.

The blue dragon flapped its wings, and the wind swept in, and the sand swept in its face until it landed in front of Mackintosh. The blue dragon uses this action to express the meaning of "I'm here, say something quickly", and the stiff neck and high head show the unique dignity of the dragon clan.

Archbishop Mackintosh wiped his face, then stepped forward to touch the blue dragon's belly. He wouldn't look up at the dragon and speak, anyway, the dragon's hearing is super strong, and it won't be able to hear it when he talks to his belly.

"There are enemies underground, and the people we want to capture are in that manor. Now the situation is unknown, a whole team of Sacred Heart's Judgment Paladins has been killed, and they haven't even been able to enter the courtyard. Be careful, the enemy has illusions and has tamed monsters. ”

"Monsters, do you mean the smelly stuff in the pit?"

"Do you know what this is?" Feige asked.

"I don't know. I've been living in the boring cave of the Holy Three Castle for a long time, and I've never seen anything like it, but it should be delicious. The blue dragon leaned down, took a bite from the hole, and chewed. It didn't continue to evaluate or take a second bite, but flew straight into the sky.

"Just keep attacking in the sky, you don't have to land!" Feige saw that Mackintosh had forgotten to say, so he hurriedly shouted.

In fact, there is no need for Feiqi to command, the dragon is not stupid. It glides away from Mackintosh, then flapps its wings and accelerates suddenly, slamming low over the vineyards and estates. The dragon flapped its wings and swirled a vortex behind it, like two flattened tornadoes. The grapes, the vines, the shelves, the straw and the bricks were all sucked up, stirred, tossed, and smashed. The dragon swept by, and there was a mess behind it.

After flying over the manor, the dragon swung its wings downward and ascended vertically. It folded its wings, unfurled as it was about to reach its lowest speed, and one rolled over and plunged down. It opened its jaws, and the thunder that had been brewing erupted from its chest, striking the tallest mansion in the manor.

It is a three-story wood-and-stone building with more than twenty rooms, and six chimneys (fireplace and kitchen) represent a comfortable and discreet luxury. In the blink of an eye, the thunder shattered the roof and continued downward, destroying tables and chairs, beds, and floors along the way, then the next floor, and then the next floor, and the basement. Feige's eyes widened, he felt like he had seen the effect of the burrowing bomb, especially when the wine and food stored in the cellar were instantly evaporated and caused an explosion, lifting half of the house into the air.

The blue dragon didn't change the direction of its movement, but shrunk its shoulders slightly, and then crashed into the debris of the bombed house. There was a clanging sound, and the fragments crashed against the scales, in vain, and they all turned back to the ground. The blue dragon turned its head, and an arc slashed, and the thunder sliced the entire house in the middle.

"It's horrible. If it's a person in the thunder, I'm afraid it will turn to ashes, right?"

"It is the lucky ones who turn to ashes, and those who fail to die on the spot are called pain. Mackintosh said, "The energy that the dragon spews, whether it is fire, acid, ice, or thunder, is not our daily life, and it also contains the dragon's magical curse power - I must say that it is very vicious and extremely difficult to remove." Generally speaking, only the bishop of the Word or the archbishop of another church has sufficient medical experience to treat such wounds. But once the dragon attacks the town, where will there be enough healers to deal with it? Even if I try my best, I can only deal with about ten wounded, what about the rest? I can only wail and wait for death. ”

"That'...... I didn't find out how to deal with dragons in the Monster Hunter books, what's going on?"

Mackintosh waved his hand: "Dealing with dragons? Monster hunters act alone, how to deal with dragons? Only a well-trained army, in favorable terrain, with the close cooperation of smart commanders and brave warriors, plus the protection and strengthening of divine arts, can deal with a dragon." Of course, it must also be in the case of the dragon deciding not to die. ”

While they were talking, the blue dragon had already flown into the distance and turned back, launching a second wave of attacks. This time, the inn, stable, barn, or storehouse were out of luck, and they became some kind of collection of pieces no bigger than a millstone, or ruins.

"Come out! I hear you! Do you think you can hide?" the blue dragon flew twice around the ruins, lightning swamming between its scales before gathering to its throat. "Do you think I'm lying to you?

It hovered in the air, flicked its head downward, and a flash of thunder slammed down. The blow began and ended very quickly, faster than the white pony passed through the gap, making it difficult to determine if it had happened. However, as long as you move the perspective a little and look at the deep hole that suddenly appears in the ground, you can see that what you just did was not an illusion.

"Is it something else that uses speed to compress energy?" Feige kept watching all of the dragon's movements with his global vision, and didn't forget to take a sneak peek with a cat teasing stick. Although the cat teaser has always been an "o((⊙_⊙))o.-scared" expression, it does not affect his work.

"Write it down, it's all future research material. Fei Qi was still thinking about the blue dragon's action just now, which seemed to be some kind of powerful way of using energy. "It must have been a trick. If that blow were to the dragon, it might blow up a hole, and it would definitely not be able to withstand it by the throat muscles and endothelium. ”

He blinked, approached Archbishop Mackintosh, and said, "My lord, what are the preferences of this blue dragon that can make me stutter about it?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to ask how it can use Thunder so well......"

"It likes to sleep big. If you think you have a solution, then you can do it yourself. Mackintosh shook his head with a smile and persuaded him: "Feiqi, as long as you guard against arrogance and rashness, and slowly practice divine arts, with your ingenuity, I believe that the power of your use of thunder will definitely surpass that of the blue dragon." So...... Oh, what the hell is that?"

Following the direction of the archbishop's finger, a black cloud emerged from the ground. All of a sudden, the sky was filled with a buzzing sound, like thousands of bees roaring. Feige had the best eyesight of any non-dragon in the room, "with an ant-like body, but with blue and yellow horizontal stripes, a mosquito-like mouth and mantis-like forelimbs." ”

"Abyss killer ant swarm, the church discovered this kind of monster ten years ago, and it was already eliminated at that time, how can it be ......" Mackintosh frowned and stomped his foot hatefully: "Yes, Chitana followed the exorcist at that time, she must have found a way to keep some of it, and then cultivate it." This madman, if this kind of thing is released and spreads, it will cause a catastrophe!"

"Abyssal creatures, is that from another world, a type of demon?" Feige pretended to know nothing about this knowledge, and hurriedly asked, "Is this creature powerful, and what are its weaknesses?"

"Swords have little effect on them, and their attacks are ubiquitous and difficult to defend against. The previous squad must have been killed by this creature, and no amount of armor could stop them from searching for the crevice. Mackintosh gritted his teeth as he said: "It's just that this creature is afraid of the sun, and it won't find its target when the sun shines on it." Only seven or eight out of a hundred are able to mutate and gain the ability to withstand sunlight. You see, you see how much this is! How much food has she fed in the last 10 years?"

"If she did this kind of thing ten years ago, and has been feeding demon flying ants, why is she still in the church, isn't her divine power deprived?"

"I don't know. You can't understand until you catch her!" Mackintosh clenched his fists: "This kind of scum of the cardinal, shame, shame!"

The ant colony rushed towards the blue dragon, who allowed them to surround themselves. Then, before the ants could begin to try to find the gap in the dragon scales, the blue dragon sent a bolt of lightning towards him. In an instant, all the demon flying ants turned to ashes, and the blue dragon shook its body and spun and flew out of the gray mist, the blue light flashed and took on a new look.

"A question occurred to me, what if those ants pounced on us?" Feige looked at Mackintosh with a worried expression.

"Ten years ago, this creature caused a lot of casualties, but at that time there was a way to deal with them. Mackintosh spun his finger in the air and said, "First protect yourself with the divine shield, then change the state of the shield and summon a thunderbolt to strike on it." The Goddess's Thunder strengthens the Goddess's shield while also destroying ants. Most official priests have this ability, and can deal with at least a certain number of enemies without falling behind. Lo and behold, the dragon has already begun to fight back. ”

The blue dragon flies around the colony, repeating the work of washing the floor with lightning. In a few moments, a fire broke out underground, and the flames rose from the hole where the thunder had pierced, and a pillar of red light rose into the sky. Apparently, the desperate attacks of the Demon Flying Ants still didn't work, and the underground—both the colony and the nest—was completely destroyed.

The blue dragon still circled over the house, keeping its mouth shut and quiet. It's listening, it's searching, it's patient, it's capable, it's intelligent......

"It's a top terrible hunter. ”

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