"Lalala!"

"This is my home! What do you think? ”

Little Lori seems to be very lively, but a little bit of chatter, maybe brass dragons are like this, anyway, they are a very talkative kind of dragon. The behavior of the chaotic camp is completely different from that of the orderly camp, which is why there is a saying that 'chaos has been comic since ancient times'. It's like the cute little Lori in front of her, who had been fighting with Sauron before, and now she has been chattering non-stop, as if the two of them have known each other for a while, so that Sauron can't change his attitude.

Little Lori took him to the inside of the dragon's lair, which is actually a big cave.

Brass dragons like dry and warm environments, and the whole cave is close to the nearby volcano, and occasionally you can taste sulfur magma or something if you want to change your appetite.

Anyway, the brass dragon seems to be able to eat anything.

There is no treasure in the dragon's lair, which makes Sauron think of the spatial crack she opened at the beginning, and this little Lori in front of her seems to have a good spell casting level, which may be a small extradimensional space.

It's a very high-end spell!

Because all half-planes start to grow larger from small extradimensional spaces.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Looks like you're pretty good, too! You've had a lot of fun adventures, right? How about telling me about it? ”

"Do you know how to tell a story?";

"I love hearing stories about humans, but why do dragons always end up being defeated by humans? You humans are so weak that you can die with a single tap! The heroes in those stories are so weak! ”

"Huh?"

"You seem to be pretty powerful with this scimitar! Isn't it some kind of treasure? Can you show me? ”

"It's so boring!"

"Why don't you speak! Why won't your invisibility be broken! Is there something great about you? ”

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Speak! Speak! You're not dumb! ……”

Little Lori chattered all the way, but Sauron didn't answer her, only nodded or shook her head occasionally, or walked quietly behind.

Syllable.

After returning to the dragon's den, the little Lori sat on the hewn stone bed, tilted her head and said, "Hey! Who's that! What is your name? ”

Sauron glanced at her and replied, "Sauron." ”

"Sauron?" Little Lori straightened her long pale blonde hair and muttered, "It's a bit of a weird name." My name is Silk. ”

Silky?

The last two syllables spoken by the other party are dragons, which are simply a combination of syllables like 'sisi'.

This is obviously not her real name.

Dragons have long names. Especially a dragon like her, who has an identity and origin, must have a long list of names.

"Ahla!"

Little Lori stood up and smiled, "You can also call me Alice." But I still like people to call me Sisi. ”

Alice.

Very common names, people with the same name may have a thousand two or eight hundred.

"Do you know how to tell a story?"

Little Lori stared at Sauron with her beautiful pale golden eyes, her pupils seemed to change color slightly, sometimes it looked like pale gold, sometimes it looked like the color of brass. At this moment, little Lori looked at Sauron with a longing expression on her face, her eyes widened, and she begged, "Can you tell me a few good stories?" It's been a long time since I've heard a story! ”

"Otherwise, it's okay to talk about your adventures."

Sauron looked at her helplessly and said slowly, "That elemental hedron is very important to me. How the hell can you give it to me? ”

Little Lori's big eyes rolled around when she heard this.

A fiery red elemental crystal appeared in her white and tender little hand, and she tossed it lightly, and said seriously: "You tell me a story first, if the story is very interesting, I will consider whether I should give it to you." ”

"You know, they're dragons!"

"How can you take something from the dragon's hands without paying a price?"

Sauron sighed helplessly.

He thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Okay." Let me tell you a story first. ”

Tell a story.

Vivien also loved to listen to stories when she was a child, and this was not easy for Sauron, but it was not easy to get a story of interest in a dragon. I can only make it up and sell it now, and see if I can make it up to her satisfaction.

Sauron pondered for a moment.

Immediately, something seemed to come to mind, and a story with a dragon as the protagonist was quickly conceived, after all, Sauron had the ability to 'remember' plus 'erudite memory', and even had the expertise of a polymath. In terms of eloquence, he has also improved a lot recently. He filtered it in his mind, and soon thought of a story that looked old-fashioned but should be very attractive to the little Lori in front of him, and even thought about the framework of the story, and the characters in it were basically dragons. The final villain is the evil and insidious 'Calamity Dragon'.

(Note 1: Calamity Dragons are a depraved, betrayal, and decaying dragon that is known for its brutal manipulation skills, often complicity with the undead.) Sometimes allies, sometimes dominants, weaving a web of deception and deception in the depths of caves, in dark forests, and in stinking swamps. ）

(Note 2: Eloquence, coaxing, deception.) ）

………………

Angry Sand Island.

The battle in mid-air has already alarmed a lot, but this kind of Cheng dù's spellcaster battle, other pirates can't interfere.

Golia's figure was suspended in mid-air, and nearly half of the tarot cards beside her had become dim, and the dark golden 'queen' was still in her white fingertips, but she didn't seem to use it at all. Golia's long silver-white hair flew in the wind, and she didn't see any injuries on her body, but the Duchess of Red Dragon in front of her was not lightly injured, but the other party didn't seem to care about the injuries at all.

"Deal with her."

The Fallen Witch stood in the shadowy corner, staring at the Duchess of the Red Dragon in front of her, and said slowly, "It's just a simulacrum. Looks like she's learned to be good too. ”

Simulacrum.

A spell of the Eight Rings.

It can simulate the caster's body and part of the ability, which can be regarded as an advanced spell of projection.

The Duchess of Red Dragon didn't come over this time, it seems that she has learned a lot after suffering the last dark loss, and she actually knows to send a simulacrum to test them.

Thundered!

An astonishing bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and Goliath had already touched the realm of legends, and even some low-level spells were infinitely powerful in her hands.

"Huh! That's all for tonight. ”

The Duchess of Red Dragon seemed to have given up on resistance completely, she looked at Golia in front of her, and played with taste: "This battle has just begun!" I'll be back for you! ”

In a flash.

Her body dissipated like fireworks under the lightning, and in the end nothing remained.

Golia looked at the dissipated body of the Duchess of the Red Dragon, slowly fell to the ground, and said softly, "This woman is not easy to deal with! She wouldn't give up so lightly. ”

The Fallen Witch let out a soft 'um' and turned to walk to her room.

Golia stared at her departing back, not knowing what she was feeling, and couldn't help frowning slightly, her expression seemed to be a little worried.

in the room.

As soon as the Fallen Witch entered the room, she activated a spell barrier, and she removed her cloak, revealing a bewitching face. At this moment, a strange red appeared on her face, her snort seemed to be a little rapid, her full breasts rose and fell slightly, as if she was trying to endure something, and after a moment she seemed to be a little unbearable, raised her white fingers and gently brushed her chest, and then a charming moan came from her mouth.

It's like an electric shock!

The flush on her face became more and more obvious, and her body trembled slightly, and she slowly withdrew her fingers and muttered, "It's almost time!" ”

"A forbidden ritual to please the Succubus Queen must be performed as much as possible."

"Otherwise."

"His mark will make me more and more painful! ……”

Smack.

The Fallen Witch hesitated and took out a silk black whip, and then she slowly took off her clothes, revealing a tall and delicate body, she gently gritted her teeth and swung the long whip on her white and delicate back, with a crisp sound, and immediately a clear red whip mark appeared.

"Hmm! ……”

The Fallen Witch let out a groan of pain and pleasure, and slowly swung her long black whip again.

Too light yì gain power must be paid for!

Abyssal Demon God.

They will never be good beings.

……………… (To be continued......) R1292