With a band-aid on my face, I rode on the white tiger and slowly led the group towards the next destination, the sacred mountain of the White Elf Clan, Chimilia.

"There has been a legend since ancient times that the white elves had a mountain with a tree on it, and a big silver dragon and a small silver dragon were hidden in the book. Then, one day, the big silver dragon said to the little silver dragon, "Since ancient times, ...... "The eyebrows of the pants danced and said this joke that has become completely old.

"There is only one silver dragon on the sacred mountain of Chimilia." I smiled at my pants.

"Who knows?" The pants shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, "A silver dragon can live for thousands of years. In such a long time, it is simply inevitable to have a small strip. ”

"That's what you say." My eyes narrowed even more, "We're going to meet two or more lanes when we go up the mountain today, not just one dragon." And that's all the pants you want. ”

Everyone is from the past, and they know how difficult it is to slay dragons, and they used to face one dragon and almost wipe out the entire army, and it is hard to imagine how many chances you can have if you fight two dragons at the same time. So, after I said this, the implication of what I just said was that our trip to the holy mountain Chimilia was likely to end in failure. Everyone was misled by me, and they couldn't help but make complicated expressions on their pants.

Dashi staggered his horse to a parallel position with his pants, and then smiled kindly at his pants: "Pants, my dear brother. When I left the town of Wuli just now, the mayor gave me a good horse. When it was time for us to stop and rest, Brother Pants didn't know if he would be interested in going to see it with me? ”

"Look at the horses?" Beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead one by one, and he was still fresh in his memory of being tied to a stone and galloping behind a crazy horse for twenty miles. I'm not a big fan of horses. ”

"Then don't tell such a boring joke." A staff came out of the diagonal ground and hit the back of the head of his pants. The high-end leather hat on his pants that would slay the dragon and put on it was crooked twenty-five degrees.

The pants shouted and was about to have a seizure, but when he looked back and saw that the abuser was Xiao Ni, he had no choice but to swallow his anger. Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw the aggrieved look of their pants.

My mood has also changed a little better, after all, being dismantled by a rampaging NPC guard is not a good memory.

In the distance, I could already see the holy mountain with half of my face covered by white clouds. This is lush and green, and you don't need to think about it to know how many years of afforestation projects that the white elves have popularized here.

I turned my head sideways to Schilling Hansen and tried to exclaim, "How long will it take to reach the Holy Mountain?" ”

"About twenty minutes." Schilling estimated.

"Xingyuan Town in front is the last settlement on the Holy Mountain Road. After Xingyuan Town, there is only the camp of the rangers used by the White Elves to defend the Holy Mountain. Hansen added, "We'd better rest and recharge in Starsource Town." ”

"The sun is going down." I looked up at the sky, "It seems that no matter how much we speed up, the battle with the silver dragon can only be fought at night." ”

"It's a little bit against us." Schilling showed a cautious expression, "The silver dragon's night vision ability is very strong. ”

"Give me the information about the silver dragon." I hooked my hand at the flea, who was flirting with Pella's eyebrows, and the latter's attention was so focused on his sweetheart that I sneaked up behind him and stabbed his mount lightly with a dagger, and he didn't even notice it.

……

"The flea crossed the finish line, ah, what a perfect sprint. An idiom could not be more appropriate. The pants shouted excitedly, "People are on their backs!" ”

A big sturdy tree somehow blocked the flea's horse, oh no, it was the flea that didn't control its direction and crashed into it. Pray you don't get a concussion.

The information on the silver dragon is in hand, but this is only the basic information: the silver dragon belongs to the wind dragon, and it is a very noble dragon, and likes to build its nest in a towering position, like an isolated mountain peak, or surrounded by clouds. They always smell of rain......

None of that is my concern. I only care about two things, first, what special abilities or skills does the silver dragon have.

Special abilities: Cold Breath Spray, Paralyzing Gas Spray, Cloud Walking, Transforming Yourself, Cloud Mist, Wind Direction Manipulation, Feather Fall, Weather Manipulation, Anti-Gravity Technique, Jumping, etc.

"What do you mean by these words?" I raised the paper in my hand at Schilling.

Schilling thought for a moment and then replied, "I guess there are some hidden skills in addition to these skills. ”

"What a guy with a lot of tricks." I crooked the corners of my mouth.

Then, let's focus on another important point: "Silver dragons are not fierce personalities, and will not go to war easily unless they are faced with extreme evil or enemies who provoke them." ”

This is really unexpected good news.

"Who's the most skilled diplomat?" I shouted at the crowd.

"Huh? Diplomacy? What the hell? "A lot of people look at each other and don't know what I'm talking about.

Diplomacy is a very embarrassing existence in "The Divine Realm". First of all, it allows you to enter the magic library at a lower level to learn magic, secondly, it allows you to gain the favor of the other party more quickly and reduce the hostility of the other party when dealing with NPCs, and finally, it is easier to receive hidden quests and random discounts on buying and selling goods from NPCs. The effect is actually average, but the cost of learning diplomacy is extremely expensive, which is three to fifty times more expensive than similar spells. What's worse is that this diplomacy is linked to the character's attack attributes. Players with high attack power are generally more warriors. Do any warriors often go to the magic library? When there are warriors dealing with NPCs, don't they go up and slash directly? The last one is a bit useful for the warriors. However, diplomacy is much worse than other spell support techniques. So, basically no one learns that thing.

Of course, I don't have time to learn that kind of waste skill.

"It looks like it's gone." I lowered my head a little disappointed, "Originally, I wanted to try to use someone with high diplomatic skills to negotiate with Yinlong to solve the problem." This time, it looks like it's going to be in the soup again. ”

At this time, our large group had already begun to enter Xingyuan Town, the last town before arriving at the Holy Mountain. To be honest, this town doesn't smell like an elf, but rather an authentic human town. Few of the people who come and go are pointy-eared and green-eyed.

I lowered my head and pondered the specific battle plan of the team silver dragon, but I didn't want a middle-aged aunt to block the way: "Do you want to buy something, a girl as beautiful as the goddess of light?" ”

"Uh, no thanks." I politely declined her.

"Every day new faces are in front of me who are eager to venture and take risks, even if they are ordinary farmers, if you give me enough money, you can instantly turn into a knight with iron or a mage wielding a wand. There is only the unthinkable, there is nothing that cannot be bought. "The trafficker was patient.

"It's just a façade." I laughed.

The middle-aged aunt also smiled: "No one will care about this." It's like long-distance running, people only remember who they see at the finish line. Young adventurer, would you like to buy something from me? ”

This is not the player is an NPC. I made my judgment right away. Then, I was used to guessing that this NPC would be helpful for our dragon slaying. So, I got off the tiger and pulled her aside. He asked, "Auntie, do you have any good goods to sell?" ”

"It depends on what you need?" That's a big answer.

I thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Is there a prop that can win the favor of a silver dragon right away?" "I'm a pacifist, and if I can surrender without a fight, I'd rather choose a more time-saving and effort-saving approach.

"Nope."

"Is there a prop that can make a silver dragon sleep all day?"

"Nope."

"Is there a prop that can make a silver dragon's IQ drop rapidly, and then it can be at the mercy of others."

"Nope."

……

After asking back and forth like this, the other party's answer was only two words: "no". I went away all at once, and there are really few people who dare to entertain me these days, and even if you are an NPC, I will let you understand that the tiger's ass wave cannot be touched.

I grabbed the middle-aged aunt's collar and spat viciously in her face: "You don't have this or that, what's the matter with stopping me halfway?" It's a brain cramp! Say, what the hell do you have? ”

The middle-aged aunt's face didn't change, she just smiled: "I have a dragon slaying gun." ”