Genius 3 seconds to remember the URL of this site [Pen Maze Pavilion.] For Stronk these years can be described as a smooth sailing, he was originally just a small nobleman on the border of Diga and Eli, after living a life of pleasure and began to fear death, he wanted to seek a longer life, but his good fortune as a living creature came to an end.

The magic scroll that he had spent almost all of his money on did not make him a lich, but instead turned him into a half-human, half-zombie monster, and the lich who sold him the scroll quickly subdued him and took everything from him, allowing him to begin his career as a half-slave, half-cannon fodder Death Knight.

But just when he thought that his ghost life was like this and was about to give up, a strange turning point appeared again.

It all started with meeting the young man on the border of Tiga, who killed the hateful lich and gave him everything generously, using the wealth to finally gain the approval of the Clauis family and become a true death knight.

Then he met another man, and since then he has learned necromancy and has led an entire army of zombies because of his specialty, and now his army even has vampires and ghouls, and I have to say that one has given him great trust.

But even so, Stronk had been careful to keep a big secret in his heart, and that was the light green mark that had always remained on the surface of his heart, which the young man had left to him.

Although he had tried to destroy the mark many times over the years, even if it was easy for Lord Sandru to do it himself with his current control of necromancy, it was purely a simple sign and had no other purpose, but for all these years he had not done so for one reason that the magic power on the mark had not only not diminished over time, but had become stronger and stronger.

The reason for this effect is self-evident, that is, the person who left this mark on him in the first place is getting stronger and stronger, and what makes him even more jealous is that he often hears the name from Sandru and several other adults, although many times they are referred to as 'old friend, little friend', but Stronk is absolutely sure that he is talking about the young man.

He didn't dare to speculate about how powerful Sandru was, and he couldn't imagine what terrifying potential that young man had, and under such a contradiction, this mark became his most secret part that could not be revealed, otherwise, if Sandru knew that he had such a connection with the enemy, I am afraid that he would not know how to die.

So when Elson told him that his mission was to set out to capture Cloud City in advance, the joy of temporarily getting out of the haze could not even suppress the hardships of crossing the Steelac Mountains and the fear of facing the Clauis family's soldiers.

It's like reminiscing about eating a lot of soybean sauce once before I was alive, and after holding it for a long night, I finally released that earth-shattering fart, and then the whole person became relaxed.

"My lord, there seems to be something wrong ahead. ”

Just as Stronk was rejoicing that he could temporarily escape from the oppressive atmosphere, the vampire who had been sent out to investigate suddenly reported the anomaly.

"What's wrong?"

The temporary freedom is certainly gratifying, but Stronk has never forgotten his mission, and he has maintained his caution in the first period of becoming a Death Knight, and he also knows the danger of this trip, this uninhabited Steelac mountain range is actually not a flat river.

"We found traces of large creatures in front of us, and from the footprints they left behind, they looked like dragons. ”

The vampire replied quickly.

"Dragons?"

Stronk frowned deeply.

Although the Steelac Mountains are also a place for giant beasts, the most common ones are Beamon and the Manticore, and he has never heard of the dragon owning a territory here, and he has sent people to investigate before entering the Steelac Mountains, and he has not found the existence of dragon cliffs or dragon's dens here, and now his subordinates suddenly told him that there was a dragon in front of him, and he felt a little strange anyway.

And as far as he knew, there was no kind of creature that was easy to deal with in the dragon genus, although the elven fortress and the dungeon had the help of the golden dragon and the black dragon, but it was on the premise of paying a huge amount of worship, if there were no golden treasures as mattresses, those arrogant dragons would not even look down.

"Go check it out. ”

Stronk said in a deep voice, no matter what, since you meet him, he must always be careful, his mission is to return from the Steelak Mountains to the back of Cloud City, which does not include to fight the dragon clan.

In a large, empty valley, several skeleton warriors and zombies were standing apart around a huge footprint, and the slight tremor of the ghosts floating in the sky showed that even if they had become dead, the awe of powerful beings engraved in the depths of their souls still affected them deeply.

Almost as soon as he got close to the huge footprint, Stronk was sure that it was left by the dragon, nearly two meters long and one meter wide, and the deep depression of the earth showed how terrifying the size of the creature that left the footprint was, and the most obvious feature was the bifurcation of the toes, three of them together and one of them extending outward from the edge of the palm.

Dragons are the only creatures on the continent with such legs, including the giant wyverns in the Tartaglia swamp and the lizardmen, the descendants of dragons.

Stronk crouched down and reached into a black mass and sniffed it as the dragon's feces, the experience of judging the dragon's age by the excrement was still what he had seen from an anecdote before his death, but he didn't think it would come in handy here.

He stuck out his tongue and tasted it, chewing lightly before spitting out the green mass.

No way, as he became a Death Knight for a long time, his nose had rotted to the point where it couldn't give him the sense of smell he needed, and even after tasting it with his half-cut tongue, he only felt a sour tingling taste.

But he finally learned that the dragon that left behind the dung had dinner last night was a wild boar passing through the fangs of the dung that had not yet been fully digested.

The most valuable piece of information he had received was that there was not only one dragon in the area, not even a single genus, which was also discovered through feces, because as he followed the smell of his mouth and nose, he found several of the same clumps in the woods not far away.

The shapes are different in size and size, the most important thing is that the feces of one of the groups exude a very strong sulfur smell, which is unique to the black dragon and the red dragon, while the other groups without sulfur smell but also contain strong acidity should come from the golden dragon and the green dragon.

It stands to reason that although the golden dragon and the black dragon are not natural mortal enemies, the golden dragon who likes light and the black dragon who dwells in secluded caves should not be mixed together.

This reminded him of a legend, a legend that had been passed down for a long time but had never been confirmed.

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