Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Hey, we're going to kill dragons, this is an epic mission... don't you give two super powerful magician weapons? ”

“I don't have a super powerful magician's weapon, and if there were, we wouldn't have even lost money in front of the Roland and Baratheon. ”

“How is that possible? You've lived so long, you must have a lot of really good stuff. ”

“Even in the age of wizards, things like the sealed treasure book on you and the time treasure book, can be encountered and undesirable... those magician weapons on you are already at the top of the list...”

“ …… ”

Stinghan haunted the old priest, who couldn't help but take out a blue crystal vial and hand it to Stinghan, "This is the only good thing left. ”

“What's this good stuff?” Seeing as the bottles are made of precious materials, Stingham got excited.

“You go into the Cave of the Red Golden Poison Dragon and swallow the medicine in it, and you will understand.” The old priest looked at him and said seriously, "It worked wonders. ”

Looks like you can curb red gold poison dragons or immune them to certain injuries!

Stingham's eyes suddenly appeared golden and quickly put the bottle away.

“It's a red-alkali volcano. ”

The old priest also solemnly took out an ancient cortical scroll and handed it to Erin, "If your team is going to hunt the red gold poison dragon, the most important thing is to rely on you. This is a targeted mystery. Although it cannot block all the power of the red gold poison dragon, it can neutralize its severe toxic acid rot dragon breath. Although this technique is not very useful at other times, your learning skills are so strong that learning such a technique should not waste much time and energy. ”

“You have to keep a low profile.” The old priest went on to warn Bello, "Your Orc blood poses no threat to the red gold poison dragon, and its body can resist the negative effects of any hybrid blood. If you deal with King Hitomi, your abilities can still work. ”

“Your teachers, Lester, where are they? Will they work with you?” The old priest went on to ask.

“We don't know where they are either.” Erin told the truth: "We were separated from your hunting grounds before they entered the forest. ”

The old priest stunned, “So if you go hunting for King Hitomi, they won't intervene themselves? ”

“Should be.” Erin nodded.

“I kind of get what they're trying to do.” The old priest frowned and thought, more wrinkles on his face, "The Roland family has some secretive and surgical power detectors that can detect the approaching of some of the surgical particles that were cultivated into high surgeons, and none of your surgical particles were cultivated into high, purely teams like you sneaking into their interior, less likely to be discovered. ”

“What are our chances of success in hunting for the Red Gold Poison Dragon and the Evil Eye King?” Stingham was still a little scared, after all, that the real dragon was at its peak in any age in Doraster.

“I feel like 100 percent.” The old priest laughed.

“100%?” Stingham looked suspiciously at the old priest and thought he was lying.

“Your teachers should know your strength better than anyone, and since they dare you to go hunting for King Hitomi alone, it means they think you can do it.” The old priest nodded, "In that case, with targeted technical assistance, I don't think you have a problem hunting red gold poison dragons. ”

“And… a team like you that brings together all kinds of top bloodlines…" The old priest's eyes swept through the bodies of Erin, Lin Lorraine and others, and he shook his head, some lamenting: “Such a formation of teams, in any age after the Great Dragon War, is probably a legendary team. ”

“Ha ha, yeah?” Sting Hanston got intoxicated and laughed proudly at his waist.

“Then let's get ready to go! ”

Erin couldn't wait to scream, but suddenly he thought of something and shouted at Maureen, who was still outside the tent, "Maureen, come here for a second, this old man may know your history! ”

“Do you know the Dragon Wars Legion of Demons, it climbs out of the ruins of the Legion of Demons, and it repairs itself and changes its arms? Maureen, the boxes on its back are all made by herself.” As Erin introduced himself, he looked with anticipation at the old priest.

“There's such an ancient hairy metal fighter? Demon Legion?” It was indeed at this time that the old priest noticed Maureen's existence.

He listened to Erin's introduction, then looked at Maureen's unique pattern and her heart tightened again.

“Creator Demon Spirit! ”

“There are creator demons left behind! ”

When he saw Maureen's round metal pendant set in his chest, his body shivered unconsciously and his voice changed.

“Creator Demon Spirit? What do you mean?”

“It is not a warrior of the Demon Spirit Corps, but a warrior of the Creator Corps! ”

“What?” Erin and the others looked at Maureen in disdain, but Maureen still looked quiet.

“The Legion of Creators, a corps of hairy metal founded by some cologne scholars during the Great Dragon War. Those cologne scholars were the earliest and best alchemists of their time!” The Old Priest shook, "said the Builder's Legion's Hair Fighter, the most powerful metal haired fighter of the time, not only can be self-repaired, but can also be used to document various techniques, but also possess powerful close combat capabilities, and most importantly, these metal haired fighters, due to their unique role as memory crystals, have self-learning and evolutionary capabilities. The more battles they experience, the more they learn, the stronger their ability and skill to fight, even…”

“Even what?” The more Erin and others heard the shock, the more the old priest paused, and they couldn't help but scream.

“Some of them are said to be able to learn some of the emotions of people, as if they had our emotions.” The old priest took a deep breath and looked at Maureen, slowly saying, "The alchemists known as the creators at the time were nothing like creating a powerful metal fighting machine, but like creating a whole new metal life. ”

“…" Erin and Lynn Lorraine and others were utterly speechless.

They don't think it's bullshit, because a lot of times Maureen gives them a weird feeling, just like the initial activation of the war, giving them Maureen a sense of being able to think for herself and have feelings for herself.

“According to the record, the Legion of the Spirit was destroyed in the hands of the Legion of the Creator, but the Legion of the Creator also seemed to have disappeared in that battle, the battle was very intense, more than one legion came, and many powerful magicians died in that battle.” The old priest's tone still shook, "he said," so he's not a surviving fighter of the Hairy Metal Corps under the Evil Dragon's throne, but a survivor of the Legion of Creators! ”

“No wonder you had to attack us and fight with us because you thought we weren't Dragonists?” Erin looked at Maureen with great admiration, "Maureen, you are the true warrior. ”

“But it's already partially damaged and I don't remember much.” Chris was also the favorite and caring about Maureen, and she described Maureen's release of the artwork and the smoky scene and the old priest over again.

“It's probably the memory crystal that's broken, that's the most vulnerable part of it, and even if you can find the crystal that's been annihilated in history, it's useless, because it's brand new, and it's blank in exchange, and it's not what it was.” The old priest shook his head with regret.

“It doesn't matter, true warriors, even with some broken memories, just remember their mission and fight bravely! ”

But Erin waved her fist with enthusiasm, "Just like Chris, despite his facial blindness, sometimes his memory is so poor that no one can recognize him, but if you fight for your dreams, for your beliefs, with your teammates, you're happy, Maureen, as long as you fight with us against evil, you're happy, right? ”

“For you, who's as sick as you are, I'd better go to sleep in the sun every day, and most importantly, the happiest part is not to practice.” Stingham looked at Erin like a battle maniac, muttering.

But what stared him and the rest of them wide-eyed was.

As if there had been no reaction, Maureen had always had a quiet expression, but nodded at this time, her silver eyes seemed to shine differently.

“Warriors, let's go! Let's kill the dragon! ”

Erin had a brilliant smile on his face and shouted out loudly.

“Are we really going to slaughter dragons? ”

Moses knew it was true, but there was an incredible feeling in his body.

With these guys, it's really possible to do anything... if you can really kill this guardian dragon of the Roland family... I'm sure Mother would be proud to hear this from St. Lauren.

“These guys, they should be destined to be legends... they shouldn't be afraid to make any enemies of Baratheon, should they regret it next? ”

The old priest looked at these young shadows of war, and the corner of his mouth once again revealed a smile of exclamation.