If the true Lord of Waterdeep, Kelburn Blackstaff, is not present, then the one-vote veto system practiced by the Lord of Waterdeep cannot be implemented.

Although Marco, who is acting as the lord of the city, is also a high-ranking magician, with his status and authority, it is still an impossible task to subdue the guardian temple.

After all, the Guardian Temple has contributed the most city defense forces and security forces to Waterdeep, and almost all the military and paramilitary organizations in Waterdeep City have the priests of the guardian god Heim serving them. Under this premise, these high-ranking priests who followed Heim naturally also had a corresponding say.

It is not surprising that the Guardian Temple would make such a decision, as the Guardian God Heim is the guardian of the order, but the deity's strict code of conduct will only protect the order he accepts. This seemingly idealized law of the gods is projected onto the human world, that is, the temple of Heim will only maintain a social order favorable to the temple.

It is true that the Patron Temple is consistent with the rules of the gods of goodness most of the time, but when there is a conflict between "order" and "goodness" on certain occasions, the Patron Temple will always be the one who makes the most cold choice.

Just like at the moment when the Dragon War broke out, the followers of Heim who patronized the temple chose to sacrifice Skull Harbor. But if the question is changed to "A group of children are playing in the middle of the carriageway, and a high-speed carriage is coming in the distance, should the carriage crash and save the children, or should they sit back and watch the carriage run over the children?"

But according to this cold concept, the intervention that Marco, the acting lord of the city, hoped for, could only fail.

Marko's voice rang out in the teleportation magic, both pleading and questioning, "Can we only watch this hero face the furious black dragon alone and then die?"

To this, the priest of Haim relented with his usual good chivalric demeanor and replied: "Then we will bury this warrior and remember him." ”

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With a slight wave of his hand, the aftermath of the wind was dispersed, and Wei Ye, who had plucked out his ears, raised his head and looked at the deep dragon eyes of the black dragon:

"I heard that, I haven't officially fought yet, and these people are already preparing to take care of the funeral for me. ”

The "funeral aftermath" is bitten very hard, but the language is naturally conveyed between two independent individuals in a psychic way. Ulharindoros' tall body was almost as tall as the wall of incantations built on the hill by Waterdeep, and his low roar conveyed something different: "Your funeral will not take place, because they will not find the body, not even a small piece of debris will be left!"

For a dragon, such communication has reached its limit, and the long black wings of Ulharindoros suddenly unfurled.

The black dragon is already known for its slender but tall stature in the dragon race, and the wings of Ulharindoros thoroughly implement this characteristic of the black dragon. The black dragon's slender wings were incomparably huge, like two dark clouds torn into long lines by a hurricane, and it was difficult to find even a trace of bats, iguanas, flying snakes and other animals from the long wings that were so dark that they were not reflective.

Ulkhalindoros is not only a black dragon, but also the embodiment of plague and decay.

Just the light wings of the black dragon created a strong gust of wind in Skull Harbor, and the shacks that the lords of Waterdeep had worked so hard to demolish disintegrated one after another in the wind, and the people who didn't have time to escape rolled like tumbleweeds—

However, this existence that has terrified countless human beings is only exchanged for someone's boundless emotion: "It's a pity that the god of plague in this world didn't ask you as a brand endorsement, maybe even the god of storm and destruction will like you like this." ”

Whether it is the god of plague or the god of storm and destruction, they are all based on the calamity of nature itself, and the black dragon that can naturally manipulate toxins, acids, blight, and corruption is also an out-and-out calamity dragon in a sense.

But Ulharin Daurus, who vibrated his wings, immediately understood his situation-

Flame.

That kind of flame with the power of sublime goodness naturally restrained the toxins and epidemics that the black dragon could manipulate, and in this burning flame, it was as if Ulharin Daulus was the outsider.

Although there are not many examples of successful dragon slaying, both humans and dragons know how to win a dragon slaying war. For dragon slayers, the best way to do this is to keep the sleeping dragons in their nests, so that this mighty creature that soars through the sky loses its all-important air supremacy, while for the dragons, the red dragon chooses the volcano, the white dragon chooses the glacier, and the black dragon, who knows how to corrupt all things, lurks in the swamps filled with poisonous mist.

Skull Harbor doesn't have the black dragon's favorite poisonous swamp, but it does have a good harbor that leads to the sea, which is not a bad choice for Urharin Daurus -

At least on the surface of the sea, those strange flames must not be able to burn wantonly!

However, for the dragon race, a strategic retreat or victory transfer rarely happens, unless the two sides have already discovered the imbalance of strength at the beginning of the dragon war.

And for a black dragon who has lived in Skull Harbor for many years, it is actually a very simple thing to change the battlefield environment to gain an advantage.

A dragon word sounded, and in the ears of most humans, it was just a roar of unknown meaning that almost burst people's eardrums, but Marco Hubbell, who had been following this dragon war, clenched the staff of the Great Sage, and almost wanted to rush in front of Ulharin Daurus, and fiercely picked up the staff and beat the evil dragon-

"Powerful Seismic, is this dragon going to completely destroy Skull Harbor!"

However, at the same time, Wei Ye didn't know when there was a white jade bucket in his hand, grabbed a few thumb-sized bluestones and threw them towards the ground. A few bluestones hit the ground instantly, but they turned into exquisite stone peaks in a blink of an eye, and the stone body was full of cloud seals, hidden with mountain shapes:

"Ying Tianxing, attracting the earth's qi, the true form of the mountain spirit, Nanyue'an Town-E!"

This white jade bucket in the bluestone, is the original Wei Ye chiseled the peach blossom mountain for the jade wave pool, and sealed the white carp Jun when the mountain stone was mined, at that time it was only used as a stone to play with, but today it comes in handy.

But seeing the stone peaks and green blue rocks, the light was like wisps, as if the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue had been moved to this calamity-ridden skull harbor, and the force of the shock was forcibly suppressed, but it was pushed backwards in the direction of the underground labyrinth!

(End of chapter)