Beautiful.

Simple beauty.

Winkel has never seen such a refined city. Everything, from the sidewalks to the walls, is made of gold. The builders have even painstakingly rebuilt the entire park, replacing flowers, trees, and grass with high-quality gold replicas.

"Look at these," Allison said, pointing to the golden statues lining the streets. While the most representative are lizards and other reptiles, they also include a wide variety of species, such as shemales, elves, beasts, and half-orcs; Each statue has a very different style of clothing, although they all have unbridled lust on their faces. The ancient civilization that founded this place is indeed a model of small people tolerance.

They even erected a large maggot statue in the central square

a

d

The golden statue of Ake, rubbing his belly greedily, has a crazy expression on his face. What a delicate, friendly dragon city! Van Kell could spend eternity there.

He would. "Minions!"

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" His doer replied.

"After defeating the Golden Killer, we will move the capital of my great empire and my treasures to El Dorado," Wankel decided. "I've finally found a place that suits me."

"There's something wrong here," said Allison, who didn't eat good, becoming more and more agitated. The presence of the lich must have unnerved her. "I don't feel any plants inside the walls."

"When everything is made of gold, there is no need for green." Winkel replied proudly, but this did not improve the mood of the dryad. But even her whimpering and Malfoy's tears of joy every time she looked at Manlin Victor couldn't spoil the dragon's mood.

"It's so clean," commented Felix the cat. "But where are the Minions cleaning?"

Indeed, El Dorado is very quiet. Van Kel could not hear any birdsong or local minions for the rest of his life, but his ears were sensitive.

He didn't care. Indeed, the longer the dragon walked on this gold-brick road, feeling the warmth of the metal on the scales, the more he felt at home. Van Kerr didn't exactly like the Tertonian style of architecture, but he would get used to it.

With this city, his bet with Ice Fang will be easily won!

One glance at the lead pyramid, he returns to reality and reminds him of the threats facing the city. "Sweet chocolate," Winkel said. "Do it."

"Do that? And with whom?"

"The smell."

"Oh, yes." The werewolf sniffed the air, her keen sense of smell putting the dragon in handy. She quickly picked up a scent and guided them through a wide street, eventually leading the group to a square, just on the steps of a flat-topped pyramid.

And also......

They found him.

The embodiment of pure evil that has no flesh and floats. It is a terrifying monster with golden bones and jeweled teeth, and its appearance mocks the beauty of a treasure. Silver robes covered most of its unnatural body, and it flew past the sacrifice of the Orphan Gem. Like a serial killer, he poisoned five golden statues of the Manling warriors with a curse of lead, and prepared to kill the sixth with his bare hands.

“Fu

ibo

!” Vai

queu

Yell.

“Vai

queu

?” The lich retreats from fear of the dragon's judgment and cowardly uses the surviving statues as hoarding shields. “VAINQUEUR !”

“FURIBON !” Van Kerr screamed even louder. "I've crossed oceans, conquered nations, and defeated giants, so I can finally find you!"

“… Don't you have anything else to do? The lich asked contemptuously.

"What could be more important than destroying you, you gold raider?!" After you turn the moon into lead?!"

The lich was silent for a long time, digesting the words. "This is probably the stupidest thing I've ever heard your wyvern ever say."

In this way, the lich added reptilian racism to his long list of negative qualities. "So you deny turning the moon into a lead hell?"

"Happy Cave, Your Majesty." "The politically correct way to put it is the 'happiness hole.'"

"Oh, I know what's going on," the lich let out a sarcastic voice, which made sense when confronted with Maggot's suicide. "I turned the treasure of the dragon into lead, once, once, and that's all people remember me. All right. ”

"You turned the dragon's treasure into lead?" Felix asked, hanging in the crook of chocolate's sweet arm. "It's stupid, even for a bunch of dog food."

“… It seemed like a good idea at the time," Mr. Fulburn said, reveling in his hateful historical negationism. "Why am I defending my choice in front of cats?" I really hit rock bottom today. Just talking to you, I feel like my IQ score is declining. ”

"Hey, Furi!" After partially recovering from his obsession with gnomes, Manling Victor waved his free hand at his enemies. Winkel wanted to scold him, but focused entirely on the lich; In any case, he has to save the golden statue as a hostage.

The Lich deliberately ignored the Chief of Staff before noticing something unusual. "Dalton, why are you wearing only boxers and holding a scythe?" No, on second thought, I don't want to know. ”

"Stay away from the golden statue, you monster!" Vai

queu

Command. "She's innocent!"

The lich let out a low roar, and Van Kel thought it was a sigh. "When I say I never want to see you lizard again, I mean it, and every word you say reminds me why. Can't we coexist by ignoring each other?"

"As long as you threaten all the gold in the world, I will never rest!" The Dragon Emperor roared, and the earth shook with his unwavering faith. "I saw the lead pyramid, Furiben!" Your [Turning Gold to Lead] used to be a weapon against dragons, but now it's a twisted, perverse addiction!"

"It's different!" I want to save everyone from this self-replicating gold! If I don't turn El Dorado into a leader, the new world will be finished!"

When he realizes that the Lich is willing to plunge into the abyss of depravity, all of Van Kkel's fears come to his mind. To make matters worse, his minions seem to have been corrupted by his foul language. "What do you mean?" Manlin Victor asked, his mind controlled by the madness of this villain.

Thinking of this, the dragon's heart is torn apart, and he decides to sacrifice the golden statue as a hostage in exchange for greater wealth. With a terrible roar, Winkel opened his mouth and unleashed a powerful fireball at his arch-enemy, before he could drive Manlin Victor crazy.

"Let's wa

udo !”

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and after a split second, Winkel's fireball melted only gold. The lich teleported out from the path, covered in a layer of stone-like matter and magical protection.

[Curse of Greed] is activated.

You can now turn stones into gold.

Oh?

Great!" Get down!" Winkel unleashed the final attack, raising a finger and charging at his foe; Driven by greed and rage, the dragon moves faster than lightning.

"You...... You reptilian fool!" The lich snapped. "The more you spread, the more powerful the spell becomes-"

Without saying a word, the dragon stabbed into the skull of the enemy.

Instantly, the divine power of greed was activated, and at once the entire lich was transformed into the purest golden shade. The floating undead fell to the ground and were sealed again.

"How did the king do it?" Malfoy asked, stunned by his master's golden cancan. "Have you reached the next level?"

"That's ...... Easy to ......," said friend Victor. "It's too easy".

"This is the divine punishment of the gold itself!" Winkel replied, refusing to let the bad mood of his servants ruin his victory. All of his new levels have paid off!" I saved El Dorado!" Now it's mine!"

"I still think we should find a trick," Manlin Victor said.

Vai

queu

Grunted. "Okay, okay." The dragon absentmindedly said that he was too eager to test his new powers to have time to find an imaginary enemy. "Whatever you want, minion. In the meantime, I'll fix Fu with my gold stamp

ibo

The devastation done to my city. ”

"Oh, can we go with you?" Chocolati

E asked. "This place looks fantastic!"

"Of course, my little girl," Winkel said, glancing with interest at her and the cat in her arms. "Of course."

[Negative empathy] the curse of greed].

He wanted to know how much their gold weighed.

This place gave Victor goosebumps all over his body.

He couldn't tell what the reason was, but the whole city gave him shudders. Furyben couldn't have been taken down so easily.

Climbing the stairs of the pyramid and observing the temple at the top of the pyramid only intensified his intuition. The hall where he, Allison, and Malfi now live should be imposing, with a hole in the roof above illuminating the glittering pillars and the central altar.

But outside of the main statue of a stunningly beautiful woman in the center of the room, many of the statues around him felt that something was wrong; From the greedy expressions on their faces to the fight scenes they represent.

"Mr. Victor, this temple is cursed." Malfoy said his usual cheerfulness had been replaced by unease. "I can see it."

"Vic, I'm ......" Unfortunately, the moment she saw him, Allison covered her face with her hands, trying not to laugh out loud.

Victor clenched his scythe in embarrassment. What did he do after taking drugs? Mill no longer answers his telepathic calls, which means she may have left the plane. Whenever he asked for an explanation, Malfi began to cry.

"I'm sorry." His friend managed to regain her composure, although she was clearly struggling. "Vic, something really isn't right in this place. It was the temple of Sibele, but when I tried to contact her for advice, my goddess did not respond. ”

"How is this possible?"

"I think the other god has more influence on El Dorado, keeping the other gods out."

yes, not suspicious at all.

As for gold's transformation, when did Winkel reach a new level? True, Victor hasn't checked all the abilities of his favorite dragon lately, and he has a way of drawing power out of nowhere...... But why did he think it had something to do with the strange statues outside?

Intelligence check successful!

"Allison, Malfi, we're in big trouble." He said, both looking up at him uneasily. "I don't think the statue out there is a real statue. I think they're human. ”

"You're right." A shrill voice said.

Victor turned almost lazily, and the lich emerged from behind a golden pillar. "Dalton," Furibon said, was very "lifeless."

"Revenge? Is there a trap out there?"

"Yes," replied the lich, annoyed by the nickname. "I learned my lesson. It's stupid to fight dragons, and your dragons are even more stupid. ”

Aha, he's right!" So...... How's your [Stockholm syndrome]?" Hung on?"

"I'm cured, but thank you for your concern. How's your [Lima syndrome]?"

"Still coping."

"I have the antidote if you need it."

"Vic, didn't he catch you?" Allison asked, stunned by the surreal scene. "Why do you treat him like a friend?"

"Well, we've long decided to let the past pass." Victor shrugged. "I'd rather talk to you first and then to Vajkel, but ......"

"We're running out of time." Furiben interrupted their pleasantries. "I need your ...... Your ......"

Since the lich was clearly wrestling with the word, Victor cleared his throat. "Our help?"

"Yes, your help. We don't have much time left. The Knights were affected by the curse, just like the members of my expedition. You just have to look outside to see the results. ”

"Expedition?" Alliso

frowned.

"He's a registered adventurer now." Victor shrugged. "I kept an eye on him."

"I don't think Van Kerr knew about it."

"I stand by what I said, and I'm not going to step into Ishfania again," Fu

ibo

Allege. "If you leave me, I will leave too. But in his current state, your dragon won't listen. He can already turn what he touches into gold, and the worst is yet to come. It won't be long before his greed triumphs over his reason. ”

An ugly picture was formed in Victor's mind. "They turned each other into gold," he realized in horror.

Fu

ibo

Say, "When the cursed man exhausts his flesh and turns it into gold, they begin to touch themselves." "Not the best wording, but you know what I mean."

"What about Jock?" Allison frowned, suddenly worried. "Why haven't we been affected?"

"If they weren't claimed, immortal, or demonic, they were doomed. The undead and demons are inherently resistant to such curses, and the claimants on my team are shielded. This leads me to believe that it has a divine origin. The more the curse spreads, the more powerful it becomes. ”

If falls into its grasp, it will be unstoppable. "How do we stop it?" Victor asked, remembering what Solol had said to them. "Our guide told us that there was an ancient demon sleeping in the city. Maybe that's why?"

The lich shrugged. "I've identified its source, a closed temple in the center of the city, but I can't break the magical barrier around it. I decided to convert all the gold I could find into something that would weaken the curse, but under the influence of the knight's grass......"

"I can use it," Victor said. "If we could slip through—"

“mii

i

iiooo

SSS ......" Wacker shouted outside the temple. His voice is supposed to be endearing, but it has a wicked feel. "Where are you?"

Oh, my God.

It was a horror movie, and Wink was the murderer.