After experiencing the first manufacturing failure, Lady Luck does not seem to be on Roland's side, and the next 30 manufacturing attempts all end in failure.

“…………”

Roland stared at the dragon corpse in front of him with a gloomy face, lost in thought.

In just over thirty minutes, 30 blank cards were exhausted, and now he only had 3 cards left in his hand.

In other words, if Roland's last three attempts fail, he will lose his chance to harvest a level 70 minion.

"Christie, can you come over for a moment?"

After being silent for a long time, Roland said abruptly to the centaur girl beside him.

"Huh? Okay, Pastor Roland. ”

Christie was stunned for a moment, and with a puzzled look, she came to Roland's side.

"That...... Christie, can you help me hold this card for a while? ”

"Oh, okay."

The centaur girl suspiciously took the blank card from Roland's hand, and she was very puzzled, could there be anything special about this white card?

However, no matter how Christie observed, she didn't notice anything unusual on the blank card, so she could only hold it tightly in her hand as Roland instructed.

So there was such a strange scene, four big hands clutching the small blank card, which was very funny.

"yes, that's it, come on, Christie, and aim it at Grove's corpse."

Suddenly, a trace of expectation appeared on Roland's face, and he said slowly.

Roland felt that his luck must have been used up, so the idea of letting the centaur girl Christie try it came to his mind.

Although the odds are slim, it is also a helplessness, and it is much better than doing nothing.

As the thought in Roland's mind moved, a pale golden light immediately appeared on the blank card, slowly sinking into the head of Grove's corpse.

When about a minute passed, the expression on Roland's face immediately became nervous, according to the previous law, black dots would appear on the blank cards, and then completely fail, whether it can succeed or not depends on this moment.

Seeing that the golden light was slowly weakening, Roland's heart couldn't help beating violently, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the white card surface.

Suddenly, there was a soft hum, and something strange happened, and the pale golden light slowly transformed into a rich black, just like the dark element that Roland had extracted before, depressing, gloomy, and terrifying.

It worked! A hint of surprise flashed in Roland's eyes, and he had a hunch that this card had been successfully manufactured.

As the black light gradually became stronger, the blank card instantly turned a gloomy black, and a trace of pattern appeared on the card surface, a border filled with a large number of intricate patterns, which depicted a domineering black dragon, and the black flames erupted from the dragon's mouth, devouring the city below.

【Evil Black Dragon. Grove】

Required Character Level: Level 40

Grade: Epic

Cost: 1000 mana

Description: The user will summon an evil black dragon. Grove. (Evil Black Dragon. Grove, a level 60 elite monster with skills: Dark Dragon's Breath, Undead Summoning. ）

Notes: "Look, that's Black Dragon Grove, it's stealing Querley's sheep!" ― From the mysterious voyeur A

Although Grove's level has dropped a lot after becoming a card, it is still an epic card after all, and it will definitely not be weak.

"Christie, thank you so much for your help."

Roland was content to put the card back into the card slot, and immediately smiled at the centaur girl with a grateful smile.

It seems that this Christie's luck is still good, well, if there is any task of opening the treasure chest and touching the equipment, I will leave it to her to do.

"Oh...... By the way, Pastor Roland, these are the scales and blood you want. ”

Christie just nodded stunned, as if she was very puzzled, she just grabbed the little card with her hand the whole time, and did nothing.

Suddenly, she called out to Roland, who was about to turn away, and handed him a bottle full of dragon blood and a heavy cloth bag.

"Well, that's great, Christie, when I get out of here, I'll give you a set of dragon scale armor, which is very resistant to demons."

Roland said to her with a strange smile on his face, and then put the dragon scales and dragon blood into the storage ring.

Now that he's helped the dwarven tribe of Redstone Mountain eliminate an evil dragon, it shouldn't be too much to ask that group of dwarves to help create a few sets of dragon scale armor. And...... The dwarves still owe him a due.

The centaur girl on the side looked at Roland, who kept laughing sinisterly, and couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Hey, Pastor Roland, are you alright?"

At this moment, a piercing roar from behind them caught the attention of the two of them.

When I looked closely, I saw a group of ragged creatures approaching from a distance, mixed with some dwarves who were also wolf-bèi.

That's right, they're the prisoners saved by Roland and the dwarven army of Redstone Mountain, only now they're more like a pair of refugees.

"Damn dragon, I'm going to kill that nasty creature and give it a taste of the power of my hammer......... It'......"

The dwarven patriarch Dyson rushed over with a face full of anger, and immediately waved the sledgehammer in his hand, roaring in his rough voice, but when he saw the dragon corpse behind Roland, the whole person fell into a state of panic, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Even those who arrived later looked at the dragon's corpse not far away in shock, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

After struggling to deal with the demonic monsters, they immediately rushed to Roland's direction, hoping to take advantage of the situation to kill the wounded dragon.

You must know that although they have the help of Bustolton's army of undead, they have always been inferior in the face of those seemingly endless demonic monsters, and finally rely on the lich Bsoton to summon a bone dragon to win.

But what they never expected was that when they arrived here, what they saw was a cold dragon corpse, and traces of fierce battle on the ground around them.

Suddenly, a guess sprung up in everyone's hearts...... It's just that all of them don't dare to believe this fact.

"Pastor Roland, may I ask...... Did you kill that terrible evil dragon? ”

Alberta, the white-robed mage, swallowed his saliva, cast his awe-inspiring gaze on Roland, and said.

In an instant, everyone looked at the young man in the white priest's robe, waiting for his next answer.

"Yes, I saw that you haven't arrived for so long, so I'm going to kill that guy first, after all, it's still more difficult to trap a dragon."

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Roland nodded and said lightly, as if it was none of his business.

As soon as the words fell, the discussion between everyone stopped, and their eyes looked at Roland strangely.

"Now that we've dealt with this damn dragon, shouldn't we leave this place...... By the way, Mr. Bustolton, the dragon's corpse is yours. ”

Roland saw the strange atmosphere between everyone, immediately clapped his hands, and said.

"I'm very happy with the outcome of this deal."

"That...... Mr. Bustorton, can you give me some dragon's blood...... I'm willing to trade something else. ”

"I want it too, I want some dragon blood too."

When some mages heard this, they immediately went to the lich to make a deal, hoping to obtain some precious pure dragon blood.

And Roland can only mourn for them in his heart, if he makes a deal with that lich, he will definitely be pitted very badly.

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I originally wanted to be three more.,And then I took ten tickets for indifferent lives.,But I didn't think there was some accident today.,I don't know if I can do another chapter before twelve o'clock.,Boom ~~~~~.