Under the baptism of the silver dragon's divine power, the Wind Howling Mountain finally opened its arms to the outside of the mountain.

This power that surpassed the magic of nature made Vincent and his subordinates feel an unprecedented shock, and of course, the lord's heart was full of joy and anticipation.

Rather than using this transcendent power to protect an old world, it is better to transform a new world from now on.

Under the impact of the power of ice and fire, a straight road wider than the widest avenue in the castle appeared in front of everyone, and although the ground was not smooth, it seemed to the mountain people that it was a smooth road that had never been seen before.

The most important thing is that the road is visibly shorter than going over the mountains.

"Let the leader of the dwarves take the people to repair the road, and we will also line up some skeletons to try to make this a big road before winter comes." Vincent gave Ninia an order, "The silver dragon has fulfilled its promise, now I'm going to go out of the mountain to get the statue first."

"Master, you've only made three statues before, can you satisfy it this time?" Ninia whispered in Vincent's ear, "This silver dragon doesn't have a good temper."

"I was far from what I am now, but I can still satisfy it, and now I have the protection of the god of art, and even the most discerning dragons are concerned." Vincent said confidently, "I'll go back as soon as I go, I don't need to go back to the castle, but I still have to do it when I get out of the mountain."

Next, Vincent took advantage of the fact that the silver dragon had not yet returned, and explained the next aftermath to Ninia.

The culprit "Iwawhisker" Zark pretended to be forced in front of the silver dragon, and he was already too dead to die, and to be honest, it was a big pity not to catch him, which was tantamount to cutting off the clue of the Freedom Cult.

The silver dragon doesn't care about the ruling order of these low-level creatures, so the dwarf town must now give up its autonomy forever, change its evil and return to the territory of loyalty, and all dwarves who did not directly participate in the rebellion can not be held accountable, but the dwarves and bandits who participated in the rebellion must all be brought to justice.

Regardless, the mine was saved, and the few bandits inside didn't really have much place to escape, after all, the exits that had been found outside were either sealed or guarded by militia and undead.

There's no point in resisting inside, it's really not okay for undead creatures, monsters, and lichs to attack fortifications, but hunting bandits in the dark is still not a big problem.

If they don't surrender, Vincent doesn't mind letting Syd throw all the bees in, poison all the people inside, and let the monsters go in to have a good time, clean up the mine and start work.

However, the search should still be as much as possible, even if Vincent does not advise, Ninia will not give up.

If nothing else, it is to find the old leader "Heavy Hammer" Dimara's son Kalul, such a talent is rare in the territory.

Although the golem looks stupid and stupid, Ninia knows very well that it is because of the aesthetic problems of the dwarves, and if the designer is Lord Vincent himself, he will definitely be able to create a stunning work of power and beauty.

Chief Magician La Nina has proven that the Golem can be driven not only by cult weird magic, but by more traditional means, which is exactly what she has dabbled in in the High School of Magic.

That precious core of magic power was vital to Iwasu, but the silver dragon didn't care about it, letting it soak in muddy water and dust.

So Schiff ran over and delivered the extra-large blue crystal from Eitland to Vincent.

The first golem has been blown up, and even if you put the magic crystal, it will not be able to recover, and it is estimated that it will have to be rebuilt in the future.

As for the trivial matters of pacifying and guarding the town, liquidating the bandits' ill-gotten gains, judging them for their years of sins, and rewarding other meritorious ones, Vincent believes that Ninia can be on her own—she has always been better than she thought.

"Why are you so close to me?" Vincent noticed something unusual, "My toy, are you cold?"

"Master, I'm a little tired, and my body seems to have been hollowed out." Ninia said wearily, "I feel at ease by your side, as if my body is filled with strength again."

A faint layer

The golden glimmer reappeared on the girl's body, and Ninia's eyes had aura and brilliance again, and Vincent knew that this was the state that would only appear when his chaotic aura was transformed into the power of light.

This time the battle consumed too much of Ninia's strength, and seeing Ninia's weak and strong spirit, Vincent's demon heart felt a little unbearable.

This seventeen-year-old girl had faced not only bandits, but also magic weapons and magic dragons, and to be honest, if he knew that there would be such a crisis in this judgment, Vincent would not have let Ninia lead the army alone.

"You should have come with me if you could," Vincent shook his head helplessly, "but you are needed here."

"I'll go anywhere you need to." Ninia smiled without complaining, "Master, thank you for coming to my rescue tonight, I thought I would never be able to change into new clothes in the future......

"Don't be stupid, you'll have a lot of new clothes to wear." Vincent turned his face and looked in the direction of the dragon roar in the air, "I'll leave it to you, I'll see you in three days." Five

"Yes, master." Ninia saluted Vincent's back, "I'll wait for you to come back."

The silver dragon slammed to the ground, triumphantly looking down at the little creatures on the ground who looked up at him in awe, and finally set his eyes on Vincent.

"See that way?"

"Great dragon, this road will be named the 'Silver Dragon Avenue'," Vincent complimented aloud without concealing his joy, "if such a thing cannot go down in history, what great deeds can be?"

"There is no need to say superfluous nonsense, the power of giving does not need to be witnessed by mortal history." The silver dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a useful expression, "You can go, pay attention to keep the agreement."

"My army will set up camp here, hunt down the thieves, and restore peace," Vincent said in a stressful voice, fearing that the silver dragon would think too much, "I promise that the operation will no longer make noise."

"If it's the Nuggets, it's not unacceptable...... And one more thing, thou shalt let thy army know," the silver dragon commanded, "let the dwarves continue digging and recover my treasures."

Hey? This was something Vincent didn't expect, he thought that the silver dragon was unbearable, and for the safety of the territory, he was already planning to close the mine.

But then again, the treasure accumulated over so many years is buried in the mountains, and no one will be reconciled.

"These mountain diggers must atone for their sins and recover my lost treasures." The silver dragon said, "Only they can do it, but thou shalt oversee them, and thou shalt not possess any of them for thy own purposes, can thou do?"

"It's a small thing." Vincent patted his chest and said, "They will be 100 percent loyal."

Let the living be obedient, this is the devil's specialty.