Some people will ask, since Claudius has seen Talos, the Lord of the Storm, why doesn't he ask the location of the silver dragon Elijah Lhasa? God is such a thing, the less involved with them, the better, whether these guys are good or evil, chaos or order, one is a dog skin plaster, and they can't get rid of it if they get it, and it's their natural instinct to get an inch. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info so Claudius prefers to use his head melon and intelligence collection, anyway, the dragon has a lot of time, you can take it slowly, and the silver dragon is not an evil dragon, and it will not be slain in a few decades. And the breath that belonged to the gods on the silver dragon, Claudius, who recalled all this, remembered very well that Elija Lhasa was the object of long-term attention by the good gods, and it was impossible for him to be killed so simply.

Claudius looked at the huge map in front of him—one of the trophies he had given to the centurions of the Dragon's Tooth soldiers, a chart that would automatically record it. The chart was brought to Faeron by merchants who traveled back and forth to improve it, and of course spent a lot of money and materials, and Claudius also contributed a few pieces of detached dragon scales, which had become a huge map of Faeron that could be recorded automatically. Being able to keep track of where the bearer has been, this thing seems to Claudius to be similar to a minimap in a video game, just look at it, and don't dig into how accurate it is.

The center of the map can be changed at will, and Claudius now has the center where he was last attacked. With this place as the center, there are several towns within a radius of 500 kilometers. In fact, it was impossible to have such a range, and Claudius could be sure that the druids would not have traveled that far, but the silver dragon was difficult to say. So this was quite a troublesome thing, and Claudius, a merchant who came and went through the trade, obtained a lot of information about the lair or range of the dragon on Ferron. But there was no Elijah Lasa among them, but there were a lot of information about his kind, those evil dragons.

Huge claws moved across the map of Faeron, and Tesel and Kalinsan appeared one by one under his claws, and Claudius's mouth whispered, "There is a red dragon here, and at the edge of the desert is the territory of a blue dragon, and there is more than one green dragon in the forest of Verdas...... There are so many of my kind more than I could have imagined. This part of the Vortex Mountains is the territory of Achilles, the fool, and closer to the mainland, the Red Dragon, the Brass Dragon, and the Red Bronze Dragon have ...... But there is no news of the silver dragon and the golden dragon in the metal dragon. Claudius turned his attention back to his island.

On the map, Hell Island is no longer a small, nameless island like it used to be. Now it is no worse than the island of Ioma, the largest island in the Nlanthel Islands. The entire island is a sloping cross, and a little to the south is about half the size of Hell Island, and Santa Cruz is gradually closing the distance between them. In the center of the island is the main volcanic peak, where Claudius' city is located. And now where the dragon's finger had been drawn, at the lower cross of the island, was the lair of his new acquaintance, the sea dragon Obosinen, and the distance between them was almost fifty or sixty kilometers in a straight line—a distance that would surely grow farther and farther with the passage of time.

The red dragon was a little annoyed, he found that he was still a long way from learning the fourth-level transfiguration, in fact, if it weren't for the permanent magic items, the magic power would have been lost within his area of influence if they were replaced by scrolls. Now the red dragon has found that the effect of his spells has begun to change, many spells with mysterious attributes have been badly effective, and spells with elemental attributes have been partially enhanced, and now he can no longer make himself clean with a magic trick. Thankfully, the underground passages have been pretty awesome lately, and mushroom people have been reporting catching all sorts of creatures. Of course, the main ones among them are kobolds, a race of short, thin, long-billed lizards that seem to stand upright, and they are basically loyal servants of all kinds of evil dragons.

The Red Dragon already had the Mushroom Man as his minions, so he didn't care about the kobolds, who he thought were as capable as rats anyway, and they were pretty dirty, so the Red Dragon allowed the kobolds to live in the sewers of his city - the city's sewers were one of the most magnificent buildings under Minerva's construction, enough for an entire legion of kobolds to live in. There are also some goblins that appear with the kobolds, big goblins, bear goblins and goblins, most of them are hunted and killed by the mushroom people, and a small number of them have fled outside the city, making a living by picking up garbage, and are direct competitors in the ecological niche with the kobolds. Therefore, outside the city, there are often fires between kobolds and goblins, and they try to solve them as much as possible, and they never dare to let the mushroom people find out.

In Claudius's city, there were even human beings, mainly merchants, but there were also some adventurers, and there were not ordinary farmers or citizens. Quick-witted merchants knew that the island was the domain of a red dragon, and that adventurers who wanted to be interested in the "riches" of the red dragon were now largely ornaments hung by dragontooth soldiers on the hillsides outside the city - these greedy adventurers tried to infiltrate the temple of the red dragon, and were then killed very easily, and the corpses were erected with two metal poles, and five or six dozen or so were lined up on special shelves on the hillside, as if they were still marching in a small line in front and back as if they were still alive. The corpses of these adventurers gradually decomposed, and finally turned into skeletons, still strung on metal poles, their hollow eye sockets staring at the city ahead. As for those adventurers who honestly want to collect some materials nearby and sell them for money, they are doing quite well in this place. There are enough houses in the city for them to rent, and at the same time, there are no large wild monsters on this island except for the red dragon and his subordinates - on the contrary, due to the magic of the dragon, it is different from the supernatural but it is the supernatural magic itself, and under the influence of these strange magical powers, there are unique magical plants and materials on this island. Claudius' aura of suppression only works for spells or psionic abilities that leave his body, but it has no effect on his own body. The income from collecting materials in the field is quite good, and merchants in this city have set up shops to buy these materials, and at the same time sell all kinds of goods on the continent of Faeron, and the biggest advantage is that this place has not collected taxes until now! The red dragon who lived in the volcano did not rob or expropriate the cities below him, especially asking them merchants to make offerings, which was also something that surprised these merchants.

But the priests of the gods who came here on the merchant ships were disappointed. Most of the merchants believed in Woking, so the merchants who came here had a few priests who belonged to Woking, and they wanted to build a temple here - the grandeur of the city stimulated them to think that this place had a great future. But their application was denied, and even the request to erect an altar was banned. The only thing that is allowed for them is that you can build your own altar in their own property, but if you try to get someone else to come too, then the mushroom people will come and help you remove it, and you will have to go to the city cell for a few free meals.

The Red Dragon's orders are like this, and he is quite wary of the gods.

And now, just off the coast of Hell Island, a huge black dragon is rapidly approaching the island......