【Successful Identification】

[Name: Tyrande Lis]

[Gender: Female]

[Race: Moon Elf]

[Strength: High-level Legend]

[Legendary Traits: World Tree Protection, Silver Moon Blessing, Magic Affinity, Archery Mastery.] 】

[The creature's strength is affected by the moon's cloudiness, and its strength reaches its peak when the moon is full.] 】

[The creature is immune to all effects that sense its emotions or read its thoughts.] 】

[Evaluation: A powerful dual-class legendary moon elf.] 】

[Tyrande Liss is a legendary mage and a legendary archer, and with the blessing of the World Tree, she is immune to most elemental attacks, and is immune to magical attacks up to 6 rings. 】

[She participated in the Battle of the Elven Forest World Tree and teamed up with the Eighth Elven Empress to kill a Frost Titan. 】

[At the end of the war, due to the sneak attack of the Flame Titan, Tyrande was seriously injured and dying, and he has been recuperating in the main city of the new elves until a hundred years ago in order to find the traces of a certain elf before he left his home and came to human society to hide. 】

[At present, she seems to have reached some kind of cooperation with a certain dragon god, and temporarily stayed in the dragon tavern to work for the metal dragon clan. 】

"A dual-class legend, and the ability to improve your strength as the environment changes, it's really an amazing talent."

"And is the World Tree Defense War the reason for the disappearance of the World Tree? It seems to have something to do with the Titans, and the old king seems to have mentioned it before."

Looking at Tina and Tyrande, who were having a good conversation.

Ron touched his chin and thought through his newfound information.

The more information he received, the more he felt like he was standing on a giant spider web groping around.

Prophecy, Elves, Titans, True Spirits, Iridescent Dragons, Gods, Death.

It's all slowly coming together.

Perhaps when the whole net becomes more and more complete, until it is airtight, it is the moment when the truth of everything is known.

"Based on the information recorded by the owner of the Elf Diary, the elf girl named Karen, this guy is her grandmother, right?"

A hint of protection flashed in Ron Dragon's eyes, and suddenly everything about Tyrande was invisible in his eyes.

He carefully examined the energy fluctuations in Tyrande's body, and nodded to confirm his guess.

"With her strength, it seems reasonable to kill an ancient red dragon who has just been promoted."

"Still."

Ron looked up in the direction of the central area.

Although Tyrande is strong, he is still far from the level of a demigod.

She is not the source of the fluctuation of that divine power, is there still a strong person in it?

Interesting.

"Tina, who is this?"

After communicating with the Golden Dragon Lady for a while, Tyrande seemed to have discovered the real dragon not far away who was 16 meters long and close to the crystal dragon.

In fact, she had been secretly observing Ron for a long time, and she had a guess about his identity.

Except for the big colored dragon that Tina talked about every day, there seemed to be no other dragon who could invite the little granddaughter of the Golden Dragon King to personally lead the auction at the Dragon Tavern.

Sure enough, Tina's performance next also confirmed Tyrande's idea.

Tina looked at Ron with a smile on his face behind her, and pouted to introduce his identity:

"Sister Tyrande, he's the big satyr I always tell you about, and his name is Ron."

Seeing that they seemed to finally notice him, Ron flew in front of the two of them as he could.

"Good day, Crown Mighty Ron, I'm Tyrande Lis, the current manager of the Dragon Tavern, you can call me Tyrande or Lis."

This beautiful woman who is as gentle as jade does not dare to slack off.

She bowed her head slightly, folded her hands on her flat lower abdomen, and saluted Ron.

Although Ron, who looked like he was just an adult crystal dragon from the outside, didn't seem to deserve such respectful treatment from this elven lady with high-level legendary strength.

(The strength of the adult crystal dragon is only a little stronger than the white dragon of the same rank, and it is the same as the black dragon of the same rank, and the combat power is about the master level.) ）

But she was proficient in natural magic, and she had already sensed the fire of life in the other party's body, which was as strong as the sun.

This is by no means the level that an adult crystal dragon can achieve.

Tyrande is sure that the other party is hiding his strength!

"Hello, Lady Tyrande."

Ron smiled in response, but his expression was slightly playful.

This one's posture is also too low.

Did the other party notice something unusual about him?

He thought for a moment, and when he thought about one of Tyrande's two legends: the class of the legendary nature mage, he figured out what the leak was.

After Ron was promoted to a demigod, the fire of life in his body had reached an extreme.

It is the foundation of life, and no living thing can do without it.

Even undead creatures have their own soul fire—an alternative fire of life.

In the face of Ron's sun-like life force, it is not an exaggeration to say that his current recovery power can be said to be reborn with blood.

And this trait shines like a large light bulb to those who are proficient in natural magic.

Ron really didn't expect that there would be a legend who was proficient in natural magic here.

It's not a big problem, though.

"I didn't expect you to be a moon elf who is rumored to be extinct, Tina often mentions you to me."

Ron said playfully.

In the face of this not-so-nice sentence.

Tyrande smiled slightly, didn't answer his words, and said naturally:

"Tina, the kid often mentions your name to me, and now it seems that you two are indeed a match made in heaven."

As soon as these words came out, Tina suddenly became anxious.

She wagged her tail a few times, lowered her head, and the look on her face was ashamed and annoyed:

"Hmm! Sister Tyrande, what are you talking about! Tina doesn't want to! ”

"Really? That's my misunderstanding. ”

Tyrande didn't know where to take out a small fan made entirely of branches and leaves to block his mouth, and chuckled.

Her graceful figure complemented the red gown, exuding a seductive charm unique to mature elf women.

"That's right, that's right, how could I look down on the big color dragon."

Tina glanced up at Ron, who was full of innocence, snorted, turned her head and said disdainfully.

It's really a standard tsundere girl.

Ron and Tyrande flashed this sentence in their hearts at the same time, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The two glanced at each other, both of them seeing the meaning revealed in each other's eyes.

That tense atmosphere was also diluted a lot in Tina's speech.

Tyrande didn't break the relationship between the two dragons, but just turned his head to the golden dragon Niang Yingying and smiled:

"It's rare that Tina you come to the auction hall that has been built, let's go, I'll take you to the central area for a tour, and by the way, taste what my newly blended fruit wine tastes like."

Tina is a heartless character, and soon forgot what happened just now, and happily flapped the dragon wings:

"Yay! It's been a long time since I've tasted Sister Tyrande's wine, and I heard Aunt Lucy say you haven't been mixing wine lately. ”

After saying that, she also glanced at Ron as if showing off.

Although she didn't speak, Ron could read what she was trying to say—"Look, follow Miss Ben to have a chance to drink this fine wine." ”

Ron had both hands on his hands - "Ah, yes, yes, yes".

"It's not so exaggerated, it's just that it's true that I've been busy these days and don't have time."

"I've already stocked up on a dozen giant wine cellars before the wine, enough to supply the real dragons for this auction, but you're the first to drink the new Tina."

Tyrande led the two dragons into the central area, smiling as he walked.

"Yay!" X2

Tina shouted excitedly, but she quickly sensed something was wrong.

Wait a minute!

Was there an accent just now?

She turned her head to look suspiciously at Ron, who was whistling and innocent.

"See what I do? Did Tina figure it out? Don't want to work harder? ”

"Die! Great Colored Dragon! ”

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After passing through the film, everything in front of me suddenly became clear.

The central area is a building that resembles the Colosseum, while the surroundings are set to a spring climate that is neither cold nor warm.

Three months before the Dragon Tavern was held, Tyrande used natural magic to turn the surrounding wasteland into magic, giving birth to countless wildflowers, large and small.

The colorful petals come together like a sea of flowers, exuding a rich floral fragrance.

"I like to spend that, this legendary elf is about the same as her granddaughter."

Ron silently looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, thinking about something in his heart.

Regarding the matter of the elf diary, he is not ready to take the initiative to tell it for the time being.

In Ron's opinion, this is a bargaining chip for himself, and he should be able to exchange it for something unexpected in this high-level legend.

He didn't believe that the owner of the Dragon Tavern, who had worked for the dragon for so long, would have no special information channels.

Looking for something about the Floating City, it would be better to have her help.

But don't be in a hurry now, there's still plenty of time.

And in front of Tina or Vivien, Ron is actually reluctant to talk about some dirty interests.

They just need to be responsible for the sunshine and be happy.

As for the filth in the shadows, Ron can do it himself.

"By the way, Sister Tyrande, how did you find us? I didn't even say hello to you. ”

Tina asked curiously, following Tyrande, maintaining a constant flight speed.

"You don't think those circles I set up are pretty, do you? I sensed a strange aura suddenly coming, so I rushed over to take a look. ”

Tyrande smiled gently, and looked at Tina with some doting.

Although she spoke, it did not affect her rapid posture in the slightest.

Tyrande's long hair fluttered in the wind, shimmering with a silvery white light, and she also exuded a special temperament on her body, which made people feel comfortable and calm.

Every step she took out was as if she was stepping on solid ground, and her graceful body was advancing rapidly as the glass shattered.

Her graceful posture and confident steps are like a gentle moonlight, caressing the earth, making people intoxicated, wanting to follow her footsteps and appreciate her every wonderful moment.

"It is worthy of being the darling of nature, the moon elf, who is known for its beauty and nobility, walks so elegantly."

Ron condensed the power of guardianship into his eyes and looked at Tyrande carefully for a moment, a little surprised.

"This is their inheritance technique, right?"

After observing for a long time, Ron had studied and understood the other party's footwork, and he could almost reproduce it one-to-one.

Juggling skills +1

It's not much use for themselves, but it's a good way to teach Vivien a clever way to move quickly.

Just as Ron was brazenly stealing other people's housekeeping skills, Tyrande, who was walking at the forefront, suddenly stopped.

"We're here."

Tyrande stretched out his wooden fan and lightly tapped it on the transparent barrier.

Suddenly, a pale green wave instantly dispersed, and a door made of magic slowly opened.

With the disappearance of the magic barrier, the real dragon auction scene is slowly displayed in front of the three of them.

Dragon!

Lots of dragons!

In the vast auction hall sky, countless dragons are displayed here.

Different dragon moans are heard from time to time, and the dragon language is the lingua franca here, and you can hear the real dragon communication in almost any corner.

Led by Tyrande, Tina and Ron slowly made their way through the dragon auction grounds.

Surrounded by giant entertainment measures and tall magic towers, it creates a unique urban atmosphere.

As they walked forward, they approached a large plaza where a deafening dragon groan rang out.

There are dragons fluttering their wings across the clouds, swimming above the blue sky.

Dragons gather together to chat, exchanging their adventures or family stories.

There are also dragons in the form of humans or other races, sitting on a special resting platform made by dragons, tasting free wine and slightly expensive food.

There are not only golden, silver, brass, bronze, and bronze dragons here.

You can also see a few rare gemstone dragon species such as amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, and jade dragons hidden in the corners.

They have a large and majestic body, displaying a variety of colors and different forms.

Some dragons have gorgeous scales that shine like jewels, while others have strong wings and curved horns that are fierce and mighty.

True dragons weave back and forth within the sprawling habitat.

Some fly in the air, some lie on the ground, and some swim freely in the water.

All the tools, accessories, and seats here are made according to the body of a dragon about 25 meters long, and if humans come here, it will probably be equivalent to a real-life version of Gulliver coming to the land of giants.

The presence of the dragons makes the whole auction full of shock and magnificence.

Their low, majestic roar echoed across the earth.

The activity of the dragon group also filled the air with the smell of real dragons, and the faint dragon power staggered vertically and horizontally, exuding a primitive and powerful energy.

"It's amazing, this is a different kind of dragon city!"

Ron was a little shocked.

Tyrande's various operations opened his eyes.

A variety of different living environments are skillfully interspersed by the forces of nature.

Under the influence of magic.

You can even see glaciers intertwined with volcanoes, and forests are inseparable from the ocean.

You can see all the metal dragons here.

A young bronze dragon soaked in magma, and the young silver dragon next door who was lying on the frost and tasted fruit wine elegantly talked about the recent encounter with the blue dragons.

Golden dragons of different ages lie in a circle on a dragon pedestal made of red rock.

The dragons, with their golden scales and majestic momentum, are excitedly discussing their "righteous harvest" during this time and the fair system they have developed.

(Many golden dragons play the role of leaders in their habitats, and they are eager to find what they think is the most fair and just system in order to achieve the perfect social state, but unfortunately this is not such a thing.) ）

The bronze dragon was curiously observing the lovely aquatic creatures that Tyrande had collected from all over the world, and their special breathing structure allowed the bronze dragon to stay underwater for three days and three nights.

As for the brass dragon.

They were gathering around, drooling, and verbally bombarding each other.

Occasionally, the brass dragon will come over and interject into the brass dragon's party, trying to tell a bad joke or prank to lighten the mood, and then before you know it, the two sides will start a marathon conversation competition.

(End of chapter)