"Don't ramble, if you have any ideas, say it."

The silver dragon saw that Vincent had other ideas.

"Maybe, maybe, you can help us a little bit." Vincent plucked up the courage to speak his mind, "With your incomparable strength, give us a way in and out of the mountain, and I promise to bring you the statue within three days."

"Roar, Roar, want to open the mountain for you?" Silver Dragon laughed and asked, "That's what you're for, isn't it?"

The dragon's blood-red pupils stared at Vinson, the dragon's coercion made it difficult for everyone on the scene to stand, and Vincent, despite his extreme discomfort, still managed to stand upright and face the dragon's gaze.

"Yes, as a lord, it is my responsibility to bring peace and prosperity to the mountains." He said in a slow but firm tone, "We don't want shelter, but we can't do without a way to live, but I'm just a weak, pitiful and helpless little demon......

"Are you teaching you to do things?" The silver dragon asked, "Keeping you alive is already the greatest mercy."

"With a road, the people can live, and you can get more respect and worship, how can the poor afford to contribute gold? I'm afraid they all ran out in the end." Vincent still did not give up, "Not only for the territory, but also for you to be honored again, all you need is a way, and there will be a steady stream of people and gifts of awe and gratitude."

Looking at the endless overlapping mountains in the distance, and at the exhausted group of tiny creatures beneath his feet, the huge silver dragon fell into contradictory contemplation.

It is impossible to place the nest outside the mountain, and it is the nature of the dragon to live in seclusion, which cannot be changed.

But the mountain is unchanging, it is really boring, and the lonely dragon does not have any collectibles here, and the long years have become extremely boring.

Could it be that there are fewer and fewer people who worship treasures, is it really because of the heavy mountain barrier that it is difficult to reach?

He is still young, and he still has a lot of years to enjoy, but he is not the evil dragon predecessors who have become greedy and tyrannical because they have passed half of their lifespan, and are willing to risk being hunted by powerful enemies to plunder treasures everywhere.

It's just a way out of the mountains, and it's completely whimsical for small creatures, but it's not impossible for dragons.

Wingless creatures are powerless, and decades have passed, and it's not impossible to show their strength in front of them.

And those golden figurines are really tempting, if you can get them often......

"After opening the way, can you guarantee that the statue will be delivered within three days?" The silver dragon asked viciously, "This is a serious promise at the cost of everything you have, and if you can't do it, you will lose everything."

"A gentleman, Wuyue is light, as a lord, I will not lose my word." Vinson said frankly, "Losing credibility is more tragic than losing life."

"Leave tonight, you only have three days." The silver dragon began to flap its wings, "Now, you and other insignificant little things, find a place to hide, and you have to fulfill your promise."

With that, the huge body of the dragon as a mountain soared into the air, and the huge leather wings puffed up a stormy wind, blowing the unprepared people below to the ground, rolling all over the ground in the rain.

"What is the guardian dragon for?" La Nina, who had just been treated, said in horror, "It's headed by a mountain, is it really going?"

"I've heard of Wuding Kaishan, but I've never heard of Yinlong Kaishan." Vincent said with emotion, "Thanks to this illogical world, the people of the mountains finally have a way out......

"Master, let's go, there's a cave over there." Ninia urged, "We'd better listen to it."

Hundreds of people and undead raced against the clock to storm the dwarven mines, and in addition to hastily piling up stones, La Nina used protective magic to add safety to the cave entrance.

However, it soon became clear to them how correct the dragon's advice was.

Between them, the silver dragon flew to the steep hill where the bandits had built the fortress, circled a few times disdainfully to observe the terrain, climbed up sharply, chose a suitable position, and swooped down in a swooping position, spewing out a huge breath of color completely different from just now.

After a loud bang like the sky cracking, just

The hill that still stretched in front of the town changed from an irregular triangle to a bowl with a complete collapse in the middle, and the smoke from the burning trees, melted lava, and falling stones filled the space.

The eerie red color reflected and rolled in the early morning night sky, and a huge shock wave echoed repeatedly in the mountains, and everyone in the cave saw a hellish scene in the distance.

This unimaginable magic amazed Vincent, and his mind had automatically attached the Divine Comedy of Nuclear Explosions to his vision.

The militiamen who stood guard in the fortress, who had witnessed the destruction rarely seen in the world at a closer distance, lay on their stomachs in the fortress and did not dare to move.

The reason for surviving was that the dwarven fortress was built in a high and dangerous location, and the silver dragon decided that it was not suitable for opening a road, so he chose lower ground to destroy it.

A continuous stream of flames shot out from the silver dragon's body, stretching eastward along the razed hills, where there was a narrow, relatively flat valley, and the dragon's terrifying flames widened it without much effort, turning it from a line of sky to eight lanes.

The god-given brute force ignored the changes in the terrain, and the silver dragon only chose to fly the shortest distance out of the mountain, occasionally shooting out large balls of dragon breath to flatten the hills that stood in the way, or widening the canyon with continuous flames, and all obstacles were wiped out in the face of the heat and explosions that melted everything, leaving only a strange pathway landscape completely different from nature.

If one were to stand on one side of the town at this time, they would be able to see the rolling plains below the mountain from the newborn pathway, which was a sight to behold in an unprecedented way, and it would definitely make you feel like you were in a dream.

The autumn rain falls on the hot flowing magma, emitting white steam that fills the sky and turns into a cloud that cannot be dispersed.

The rain could harden the magma, but the silver dragon apparently didn't have the patience to do so, and it flew over the town again, gradually decreasing in altitude as it flew, allowing its massive body to be flush with the top of the passage.

Just when the lords and subordinates who were watching with binoculars from a distance thought that the silver dragon was still unfinished and planned to burn the mountain with fire again, something unexpected happened.

A powerful wall of ice like a wave grew from under the silver dragon's body, and continued to extend along the direction of the road that had just been opened up outside the mountain, and the surging ice instantly cooled the rock walls on both sides, and the ice swelled in size and exaggerated force, loosening more of the rock that had become fragile due to the burning.

The flames were gone, and a chill that was not at all like this season swept through the town, and if it weren't for the mages and lichs who used fire magic to keep warm, the people inside would have frozen in the caves.

The blend of ice and fire continues in the mountains, and the ancient mountains are repeatedly carved beyond recognition.

"Brother, have you figured out how to pay for such a terrifying dragon?" Syd usually looks cynical, but this time he was also dumbfounded, "With the magic of ice and fire at the same time, this is a half-blood dragon, I heard that half-blood dragons have a bad temper."

"It didn't know that I made those three statues, and they actually exchanged them for a mountain road, which is simply a gift from the gods." Vincent was not afraid at all at the moment, but said excitedly, "If you want to get rich, build roads first, this is a good helper for territorial construction, a construction team that fell from the sky!"