"We also have four magic towers, that is, four chances to attack. ”

This is a crudely flawed estimate, but I have to admit that it is true.

No magic could stop the collision of such a giant beast, and even if it did, the time and essence consumed were too terrifying, almost equivalent to giving up all counterattacks.

"Let's start preparing, we just need to protect the palace, and if that beast destroys all the magic towers, we still have the Essence Zone. ”

It was a cruel decision, but no one objected, and everyone began to act according to the order.

Then the dragon lifted the ruins and rose again.

......

"You see, although the mission has not yet been released, if we really hack that dragon to death, will the emperor dare not give money?"

An explorer stood outside the hall of the Explorers Guild, on a large wooden box, bent down and outstretched to the people in a circle.

"We are saviors. ”

"The army and the sages failed, they couldn't win, and then we, hacked the dragon to death. ”

The explorer straightened up and smiled maniacally.

"Think about it, friends!"

"I only have one question," an explorer standing in the crowd coldly interrupted the speech, "how can we win?"

"Of course," the speaker laughed, "you mean that if I have a way to kill that dragon, you're going to do it with me, right?"

No one answered.

Before the atmosphere cooled down, the speakers resumed their speeches.

"Yes, that monster is strong, and the army and the magicians want it to die, but it's alive. But think about it, what in this world can escape under the Imperial Army and the Magi? It's just a monster, it's not the king of the world, it's not an explorer. ”

An inexplicable atmosphere began to permeate, and the explorers looked at each other with dangerous eyes, eager to try.

That's a simple and easy-to-understand logic, since the Imperial Army is bound to win, then helping to deal with the dragons is a business that only makes money and does not lose money, and the only question is how much capital it takes to be eligible to enter.

"All of us here combined can hack that monster to death, think about it, it has no dragon breath now, it can only go to the magic tower, that kind of beast is the easiest to deal with. ”

But the explorers no longer listened to the speakers, and the greed in their hearts stirred up the blood of adventure, and everyone wondered how many people would be the least likely to complete this adventure.

Then, with a loud clatter of falling wooden planks, a man poked out of the rubble.

"Five-star mission!Savior of the Imperial Capital!No limit to the number of participants!"

A dusty-faced old man shouted and crawled out of the window of the Explorers' Guild.

"Mission content! Hack that black dragon to death!"

The explorers fell silent together.

Then they rushed out shouting.

"Hack it!"

......

"What's next?"

"The nearest magic tower, the beast could see the flow of essence, and it had begun to move towards the steam zone. ”

The sages sitting on the stone chairs moved their gaze, magic allowing them to see everything within the hemisphere of the probing network, including the dragon that was sweeping across the land at terrifying speeds.

"Attack with all your might, don't calculate, if we can't kill that beast, we will just go back to the beginning and defend the palace. ”

"No, the Imperial Army will not be watching," the Duke of Wellington rarely participated in the Sage's conversation, but this time, he did not remain silent, "The fleet of Royal One has been replenished, and besides, the Praetorian Guard has already begun to move. ”

"Let's put that later, that's all we can do. ”

Then the sages fell silent as they looked at the sour oil that had fallen on the dragon.

This time, the dragon was unscathed.

Even its tail, which had only one tail vertebrae left and was boneless, had been completely restored.

"Analyze!"

There was a long silence.

Then one of the apprentices timidly spoke: "I'm sorry...... No result......"

"Get out, waste. ”

The sage rebuked the apprentice, and then fell into a long silence.

The polymaths, who held the mysteries of the world and the truth of magic, stood together in the probing grid, staring at the dragon's tail that had not left any scars, and frowned.

"Divinity, supernatural power, in this monster, what is it?"

"Don't ask me, I can't get out of my chair right now, I can't go around in circles on the floor, I can't think. ”

"Change a magic, sour oil is useless, then change it to a useful one. ”

"Do you want to try all the forbidden arts?"

"The third tower is in ruins, and this is the last chance. ”

The collision of simple thoughts is so swift that it is like lightning in the rain, and after the light flashes, it is all over.

"Isolated by the wind, let's start preparing. ”

That is the result of the argument of the sages, the release of a forbidden magic.

The dragon was close to the tower, the tallest minaret in a cathedral, and the beast knew that it was the building that had caused the wounds on its body.

Although that has healed.

Spirits were dancing in the fire, and the church was in empty ruins.

Then the sound of the dragon flapping its wings suddenly disappeared.

A transparent ball enveloped the black monster inside, like an incomparably pure crystal ball.

Then the dragon fell.

It was as if at that moment, the giant beast had lost the strength to support it.

Then the dragon stood up.

The monster looked around blankly, roaring silently, flapping its wings senselessly, but never being able to rise into the sky again.

Then it gave up flying and ran wildly towards the minaret on all fours.

Countless spirits followed behind the wings, as if they were the wings of the beast, covering the sky and the sun.

"We squandered a precious opportunity and it came out unharmed. ”

With the sigh of the sage, the minaret collapsed with a bang.

"Why?"

"Perhaps the idea of depriving a god of air is itself wrong. ”

The sages finally gave up.

The next tower was in a place where there were no flames, and the buildings near it were not in ruins, and it was impossible for them to use magic that could harm dragons there, as that would kill countless civilians at the same time.

"The good news is," the Duke of Wellington duly interrupted the desperate atmosphere, "Royal One has returned. ”

The massive flagship didn't simply return to the battlefield, it had completed a vital resupply, and now, the Royal One's fleet was fully restored, and the power that had once caused the dragons to roar in pain had returned.

The black clouds approached the behemoths that were running wildly on the ground, and now, they had no scruples.