179. Chapter 179 – Invitation from Hell

Chapter 179 – Invitation from Hell

I don’t know if the ‘Powerful Dragon Sword’ that was waiting to be launched was too consuming, this sleep was extremely heavy for David, not to mention that he didn’t have a bunch of troublesome dreams like the previous two times.

Moreover, when he woke up with a refreshing sleep, David heard a piece of news that made him gloat from the Nymphadora sisters, who had rushed here at the first time:

That red dragon ancestor of his, Christos, with his group of hybrid dragon descendants and bannermen, failed to conquer the dark region, and came back in disgrace.

It wasn’t exactly a defeat.

To be exact, it was not a victory at all.

Because they found that the Drow who were originally scattered after David’s [Tiamat’s Wrath] blasted away the Spider’s Nest City were actually recently reunited by a group of master mothers who had parachuted in from the city of Torrell’s Magic Sombrero.

Originally, this was not a big problem for a legendary red dragon that had sworn to seek revenge on the Drow.

A flat push was all that was needed.

But the problem was that this red dragon ancestor of David’s was only a youthful dragon when he killed his way out of the Dark Territory back then.

And today? Extremely old dragon.

Also, because he had been blessed by Tiamat, the five-colored dragon queen, his size was comparable to an ancient red dragon.

He can’t go back to the tunnel he escaped from in his youth!

It was naturally impossible for Christos to make such a low-level mistake, and the one they were going to walk through was the ‘Well of Miracles’ that David had blasted out with [Tiamat’s Wrath] back then.

But the problem was, last year, in order to prevent the gang of panhandling Drow from continuing to smuggle themselves into the High Elf Kingdom from this deep well to make waves, Silver Archduke Mirriam had already taken it upon herself to build a military fortress on this miracle well.

Originally, this was not a big problem for a legendary red dragon who had sworn to seek revenge on the Drow.

A flat push would suffice.

Forgive that Elf King Ariando, who was known for his cowardice and incompetence, wouldn’t dare to fart out much.

But what was unexpected and reasonable was that since the entire Eirarean Plane had dropped the most fragments of the Divine Kingdom, it had already been promoted from an inconspicuous sub-material plane to the main material plane, and under the leadership of the Gods, the High Elves, who had long since retired from the stage of history in the main material plane of Toriel, had also interfered!
“Wait a minute, if I remember correctly, the High Elves of Ellaria originally left their homeland because they were disgusted with the endless civil wars of Toriel’s ancestors, right? This mustn’t be a direct civil war fight?”

Nymphadora opened her mouth, but still told the truth:

“Eh, no, the Elf Queen of Yongju Island, Alashea, under the guidance of the Elf Lord God opened the dimensional portal directly outside the city of Dwensel, and brought 50,000 elite troops to the city, and due to the might of Queen Alashea, and in order to avoid a new round of civil war and unnecessary casualties, Elf King Eliando, in the presence of all the Elves, ceded the throne of the Elf King to Elf Queen Alashea.”

Even though David had somewhat looked down on that Elf King Aeliandor before, he became even more enraged at this moment:

“Hiya! This Elf King, what a coward!”

Nymphadora glanced at David with bated breath, saying that similar scenarios were numerous in the recent past, and that not every orthodox king had the courage and determination to ‘show his sword’ to his ancestors like you, the Dragon Lord.

To be exact, it is likely that you are the only one in all of Eralia.

No, there might be another half.

“Over the next seven months, the elven lords within the elven kingdom, with the exception of the Silver Archduke and some of the local factions from before, bordering Dwensel, have mostly recognized the rule of the elven queen, Alasthia.”

“Hmm.” David nodded, and said that it was worthy of being the Silver Archduke that he had held in high esteem, that is, he was much more hardened than that wimp Aeliandor.

And originally, if there wasn’t this sudden accident, perhaps after the death of that old thing Ariando, the Silver Archduke would have had the best chance to become the next Elf Queen through the Senate.

It’s a pity.

“What! I’ve been asleep for another seven months?”

In hindsight, David’s entire dragon was shocked, he had only ‘drawn his sword once’ this time, and seven months had just vanished out of thin air.

This technically wasn’t considered a deep sleep, but rather repairing his depleted ‘essence’ through the dragon’s sleep, and that’s even with a [Regeneration Stone] in his body that his old mom had given him.

If he didn’t have this thing, he might be able to sleep for another seven years.

Before a dragon arrived at youth, there weren’t many seven years to squander.

And if it was placed on a mortal, it might be possible for this sword to go straight to white.

A veritable age chop.

But for David, at the cost of seven months of sleep, it was still a good deal to keep the territory left behind by his mother, Pavla, and gain the freedom of being relatively free from the constraints of an old dragon.

However, it was only relative, as Nymphadora nodded and signaled for her younger sister Shadera to hand over a compiled statement of the territory’s recent revenues, and then feigned unconcern as Davy flipped through it:
“By the way, that Dragonborn Lust Demon came again some time ago, on behalf of Lord Christos of Barrow’s Flame, she invites you to the ‘Dox Melting Valley’.”

“Got it.” David knew with his prostate gland that this old dragon was again planning to secretly invite himself to Drell’s trouble.

It couldn’t be helped, the Drell side was fine, the fight was over.

On Rose’s side, she was following Tiamat and her mother Pavla, coveting the benefits of the Warrior’s Sleep, so she probably couldn’t care less about the Drow’s lives.

But the surface of the elf side is different, a while ago the elf god Corellon just revealed the miracle of salvation, this time to hit the door is not openly hit Corellon face!

If the elf god system really looks for trouble with Christos, the five-colored dragon queen is in the way of the god war that is in full swing, and may not have the effort to fish for him.

At this time, with David’s personal relationship with the Silver Archduke. More importantly, he had fished for the title of Pathfinder Knight before Elf King Aeliandor stepped down.

Wouldn’t it be a good idea to fight the Dark Regions?

This kind of thing is the same as debt restructuring, the elf queen Alashea took over the whole mess of the elf kingdom of Elaria, even if the elves and dragons of Torrell are no longer at odds, most likely also have to hold their noses and recognize David as a knight of the Pathfinder.

Maybe the high elves are also eager to have such a group of ‘dragon mercenaries’ to help control that group of Zhuoer who is also recovering the power of unity and harmony.

Of course, with Christos’s backward intelligence system, at this moment, he probably hadn’t figured out what his vests were.

“Old thing, you also have the day to beg me, huh huh huh.”

The inexplicable heart secretly happy David so while holding the revenue statement in the Nymphadora green dragon sisters serving eating roasted legs, toward the nest outside, the results just out of the nest was shocked to find that the young dragons in the camp under the valley than his impression of more than double, and then carefully read through the data of some of the same thing is not right, such as the output and consumption of dragon food, as well as the camp’s liquidity.

Nymphadora, who had long predicted this, smiled at him and said:
“Half a year ago, His Majesty the Crimson Calamity’s act of ascending to God shook the whole of Ellaria, and Your Highness’s deed of ‘wielding a sword’ and forcing back a legendary red dragon and its descendants’ bannermen also spread throughout half of the Old Continent of Scannus, so the ‘contract’ that you had taken in and nurtured the young dragons a while ago also spread throughout the Old Continent of Scannus. The ‘contract’ has also spread amongst the five-colored dragons, and not long after your highness fell asleep, one after another five-colored dragons near the territory brought their young dragons to come and have their children join your Dragon’s Legion in order to receive the twenty pounds of gold we promised them, and so the camp’s funds are starting to get a little tight at the moment, relying on the Xiyat women’s oceanic trade alone. ”

Sometimes reality is like this, when you are silent, no matter what big plans you are going to make people just think you are sick and think you are trying to plot his money.

But if one day is a little famous, they are eyeing their own up, put a fart have to praise you meal eat well, nutrition and balanced.

“Gee, I see.” David, however, was a bit disinterested. Still have to play hard to make money.

As expected, no matter which world, money is indispensable!

Especially when you want to do something, you can never make enough money, and the gap will only get bigger and bigger.

I can only hope that my father, Atilicia, will be able to pay off his debts as soon as possible, especially on the Dragon Island side, so that he can feed the development of the territory as soon as possible.

With these worldly ties, want to reach mother’s expectations, still some distance ah.

Thinking in this way, David spread his wings and flew towards what used to be the Duo Ze Wetland and is now the Duo Melting Valley.

The wetlands and swamps that used to be spread over thousands of miles here have completely evaporated under the magic radiation of that extremely old dragon, becoming a sunken valley, with the only exception of the cave in the center, which is covered by a huge rock wall that still emits a sulfurous smell.

The new owner of this place seems to have sensed the arrival of David the ‘little one’ in advance, letting his own dragon descendants and bannermen line up and wait outside the lair, the leader of which is the youngest but the most favored half-blood lust demon Yolanda, waiting for David to land on the flat ‘dragon stopping pad’ in front of the valley, wearing a respectful face. After David landed on the flat ‘dragon stopping pad’ in front of the valley, he went forward to greet him with a respectful face and said:

“Your Highness David Yutos, my father has already prepared a feast, waiting for your arrival.”

Davy landed on the ground but tilted his neck to look at the clouds for half a day, then suddenly laughed up at the sky:
“I have to say, your father is really good at picking places.”

But all the surrounding intelligence higher than the adult white dragon’s dragon descendants were all shocked and angry, where they could not hear the mocking meaning in these words.

This time before Yolanda could say ‘why is your highness laughing’, the deep darkness of the dragon’s cave lit up with two dark red pupils like lava, and even emitted the dragon’s distinctive throaty chants like a go-go-go-go-go:

“Brat, have what to say to speak directly, I know your father is a silver dragon, but speak also do not need to be as subtle as they.”

David didn’t even bother to go in and directly addressed the confusion:
“Lord Christos, I don’t know if you’ve been in the dark region and hell for a long time, I’m afraid you’ve forgotten that there’s still the matter of rain in the Material Plane, right?”

“So what?” Christos didn’t think that a little bit of rain could harm his lair, and the terrain here was open, with a slight flavor of the Dark Regions from back in the day.
“I think I may have forgotten to remind you of this, the original Duo Ze wetland area, due to the dark mountain range’s blockage of water vapor, so every year the rainy season before the summer solstice, is the highest precipitation, counting the days, look at the weather, the rainy season, is almost coming, are you sure that you are ready to stay in this low-lying valley during this rainy season? ”

“.” This old red dragon was silent for a moment.

It was thinking of opening its mouth to save some face for its old face.

Rumble.
As if this teenage red dragon’s little mouth of David’s had opened up, cumulonimbus clouds all over pressed in from the southwest, and in the blink of an eye, pouring rain poured down.

And coupled with the fact that this is almost the original low-lying area in the center of the zephyr, almost in a moment, JuanJuan’s flowing water will converge, towards the old red dragon’s newly occupied and renovated black dragon lair water flooding to the cave, once encountered with the lava inside, immediately smoky ‘like a fairyland’ up.
“. Karmathakas!” The old red dragon head that came to the realm of Elariya once moved with true anger.

In the next moment, a flaming dragon’s breath rose to the sky like a volcanic eruption, expelling the black clouds that pressed in for a brief moment.

But after all, this old red dragon was only a legendary red dragon that could be called a mobile plague, not a demigod that could penetrate the heavens and the earth, so how could it be able to resist the celestial phenomena.

Or this annual rainy season with ‘heaven’s will’.

Seeing that the breath this old dragon was holding was almost out of breath, David who couldn’t stand to look at it still rushed up to the sky, his claws and wings spread out, and his magic power surged out:
[Manipulate the sky]

At last, the dense cumulonimbus clouds in the sky were temporarily guided to deflect the direction, but this seven-ringed interfering celestial phenomenon spell only manipulated the celestial phenomenon of the surrounding area for a few miles, and the rest of the place was still raining, and the water was still pouring silently, but this at least preserved some face for this ancestor red dragon.

“You a red dragon, and you know this kind of spell?” Christos thought better of the adjective ‘useless’.

“Didn’t you just say my father was a silver dragon? ‘Learned’ it from him.” David replied with a wag of his tail.

Not bothering to be polite after that, he asked directly:

“Say, what is it that you are looking for me for?”

By prying open this old dragon’s mouth earlier, he could knock some more treasure back to ease the territory’s liquidity problem.

Which know this old dragon never mention this, but with the tip of the tail from the chest scales gap to draw out a hot gold fire lacquer letter handed to David, said:
“Lord Efilomon’s handwriting, asked me to pass it on to you.”

A letter.

An invitation letter from Bato Hell.

It was also a personal letter from Efilomon, the red dragon bannerman that Tiamat relied on in Batoh Hell.

Rare.

For the name would not be unknown to any Red Dragon, especially their branch of the Sederpunga.

When he was in the Star Realm, he signed a covenant with Varakis, the founding emperor of the Githyanki, gave him a ruby-encrusted dragon scepter and spoke to him the words:

“Forward and conquer all.” It was this red dragon bannerman of Tiamat, Efilomon.

The red dragon was also the true origin of their Sederponga.

David was truly a bit confused at this moment.

This feeling was similar to when he was still in the Blue Planet, first his great-great-great-great-grandfather crawled out of his grave to compete with him for his family’s property, and then at this moment, Emperor Qin Shi Huang directly sent himself an invitation from the underworld.
Yes, this was technically an invitation.

An invitation for him, an outstanding descendant of Sederpunga, to report to the Unification Department of the Evil Scale Fortress of Bato Hell and further his training.

Of course, this was by no means a mandatory order.

According to the meaning of the letter, an invitation such as this one could also by no means be limited to him alone, but rather it was open to all of the outstanding young generation of the five-colored dragons in all realms of the multiverse.

David, however, was in deep shock and contemplation:
“His Majesty, the Queen of the Five-Colored Dragons, has been able to massively send out troops to other realms.”

According to this situation, it was clearly a prelude to a dimensional war.

And what does it mean now, is it going to form the Five-Colored Dragon version of the ‘Whampoa Military Academy’?

Seeing David’s expression, Christos finally smiled mysteriously and pointed his tail to the sky:
“Isn’t this something that will happen sooner or later?”

“Yes, so Your Majesty, the Dragon Queen, is for this.” Davy sighed.

It seemed that this Tiamat Majesty, for the divine office of the God of War, ‘War’, was determined to win.

It was also the only way to get the God of War priesthood in order to take advantage of the gains in the subsequent dimensional wars that were invested in.

After all, as long as one is in conflict and fighting, one is practicing one’s divine title, and by the way, one can also convert and harvest the faith of the other party’s followers.

Purely purely war for war snowballing up belongs to be.

(End of chapter)