211. Chapter 211 – The Old Man’s Laboriousness

Chapter 211: The Old Man’s Many Labors

David had seen camps deflected because of shifts in thinking logic and behavior, just like the dragon father, Attilicia.

Theoretically a silver dragon born on Dragon Island honoring the educational heritage of the metal dragon’s claws of justice, its camp order is basically order-abiding goodness.

That is to say, the biological camps of this world are not static, but he has never seen one like himself that can change at any time and change so frequently.

He had never even heard of it, let alone seen it!

However, due to the lack of more case data to analyze, for the time being, he wasn’t really sure of the cause of this result, was it due to him being an Ectoplasmic Dragon, or was it due to the interference of powers?
This thing that was destined to be impossible to figure out at this stage was put behind David in the blink of an eye, and he dropped his attention on top of the other information in his panel.

Due to the [Jealousy] power stealing the target’s ‘ability’, David didn’t have too many surprises when he looked at his wide array of skills and his career system that almost dominated the entire domain, except for his unique attributes that caught his attention.

Especially that as high as 41 perception, even if you remove that +12 in parentheses is mostly from the [Dragon’s Book] support, the basic perception also reached a staggering 29.

Originally, he had always thought that he had only inherited the ‘savage’ side from his mother Pavla, and was only suitable for being a Red Dragon Berserker, so much so that when he saw the effect of Lizlette’s Bloodscale Berserker, he didn’t hesitate for a second before he looked for the bannerman, Ephraimon, to ‘copy’ a copy of it face to face! ..

“Hiss perception is so high, doesn’t that mean I’m naturally more suited to be a priest cleric or a druid? Hmmm. And a ranger and a red dragon warrior monk.” .

A high perception also meant that he was strong in terms of intuition and insight, after all, both priests and druids had to rely on this stuff for their cultivation.

The former could get ‘closer’ to the gods, while the latter was able to more easily connect closely with nature, equivalent to the bandwidth of the internet. There was no need to mention the Ranger, just look at the Elves, as for the Martial Monk, the watchwords were [Guardian Evasion] and [Telepathy].

But the line of priests was meaningless to David.

As long as he was willing, the moment he first met Tiamat face-to-face, he could have been directly promoted to Divine Chosen by the Five-Colored Dragon Queen, equivalent to the Pope who walks the earth.

Like other priests are still trying to study and refine their communication technology slowly climbing from 12345G, he casually pulled out the dragon queen white sent to the hands of the Huawei Sister Te 60 Pu meat, will be able to link up through the satellite phone to the sky of the ‘five-colored dragon queen Tiamat’ number, just highlight a far ahead.

But the problem is that he David is a hugging Pavoula’s thighs lying down immovable mambo dragon, mother Pavoula also does not want him and radical paranoia and exceptionally greedy five-colored dragon queen tied too tight, he naturally have to listen.

Because of this, his priest profession is only level 1 because he is a follower of Pavoula.

Unfortunately, his own mother didn’t seem to have much interest in developing divine magic, let alone compiling canons and scriptures.

Which meant that in addition to the Bloodscale Berserker at the moment, he was more suited to moonlighting as, in fact, a Druid and a Martial Monk?

”Tsk.” He hadn’t even seen a ‘creature’ like a Martial Monk in Ellaria yet.

‘I should have known that I would have looked for a group of Martial Monks in Toriel to ‘make a copy’.’

As for the druids, on the surface it looked as if they didn’t have much of a future.

But David was aware that the two ancient deities associated with the natural realm, Sivanas, the Father of Oaks, and Shantiya, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, were both powerful gods.

There was still something to be done, only the path was lacking.

Theoretically, the ultimate of this path is at least qualified to become a planetary will ‘Gaia’ like existence.

Just as the Earth Mother Goddess Shantia did in the early days of Toriel on the continent of Meerobros, she gave birth to all things without a sound.

Of course, his core of a red dragon most likely can’t do the thing of nurturing everything to reproduce nature, his magic energy radiation, will only put everything into the fire.

In other words, if one took this path, one might be able to turn oneself into a . ‘sun’?
‘Crap!’ David himself was shocked by the idea.

Because there was a real theoretical possibility of implementing it, and the key to it could be in the hands of his mother, Pavla:

If He could one day take full control of pushing nuclear fission into atomic fusion, and be able to withstand and utilize that kind of greatness Himself.

‘No, perhaps, there is another way.’ Davy slapped his tail.

‘The Ring of Tokamak!’ The subject could be given to Papa Dragon and Toriel’s gang of Nethereal dead to try.

At that time, as long as a vacuum environment is created in it, continuously injecting electrical energy to form a huge spiral magnetic field, heating the magic energy particles to hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius, perhaps, it will be able to ignite the fire of fusion, realizing the dragon to create a small sun, and from then on, obtaining an inexhaustible amount of magical energy no longer afraid of encountering a set of dumping the blue bar into the empty situation.

“As if . There is messed up wow!

I just don’t know what it would be like if this method really came to fruition someday?
A legendary destiny or a demigod?

Because if you can control and restrain such a large number of spiral magnetic fields, does it count as controlling one of the four major forces, electromagnetism, or not?

“In that case, the most urgent thing is to find a stable power supply.”

David muttered, the corners of his mouth grinning as his thoughts opened up through the data integration and analysis of the [Book of Gargoyles].

He remembered that there were several nests of blue dragons coming from the southern desert of the continent of Scanis, and it was entirely possible to try conquering them down and have them provide sustainable experimental power.

“Damn, it would have been possible to fix things with a single Mithril energy core.”

On the contrary, all the Mithril Energy Cores in that big desert in Torrell had been packed up by those Moon Elves and brought back to Neverwinter Island!

At the thought of this, David instantly became [furious].

Once the red dragon was angry, the devils at the teleportation site immediately acted as if they had received a red alert, and a large number of heavily armed Blood Armor Devils and Steel Devils surged in unison to surround David’s group of dragons.

For a while, it looked just like the scene when David and his group first entered Batou Hell thirty-two years ago.

Only one dragon descendant, Yolanda, was missing from the group.

I don’t know if he had taken care of the black hand from the Lust Demon family who had lured them into the Blood War Battlefield.

Just as the little devil in charge of this stronghold’s teleportation registration and reception came in a hurry, and David was also ready to take out the Red Dragon King’s Order given by Efilomon to apply for the dragon clan’s diplomatic immunity to make way for this group of stereotypical devils, a familiar voice rang out from behind the devils:

“All of you go back to your positions, just leave this place to me.”

“Yolanda?” David, who was instantly amused at the sight of the visitor, especially upon realizing that the other party was actually wearing a gorgeous but cool leather jacket with a metal military insignia embedded in it that represented Avernus’s military rank, immediately asked with a smile:

“What? You are now the highest responsible for this teleportation stronghold?” It was rather like preparing to take a flight back home only to find that the ground supervisor who had popped up was actually a rich young lady he had known back then.

“Well, coming over for a turn.” Yolanda said with this smile, and then, without beating around the bush with David, she got right to the point:

“Of course, more importantly, I heard that you came back from Torrell, so I specially guarded here, waiting for you.” Davey’s heart was instantly moved, to be able to make Yolanda go out of her way to wait for herself here in such a low profile.
He instantly thought of an unthinkable possibility and slightly narrowed the pupils of his eyes, asking somewhat incredulously:

“That old fellow Christos, it couldn’t be that he’s still in the Dark Territory and hasn’t come out, right?”

Yolanda smiled bitterly, “Yes, the High Elves are worried that when he returns to the New Continent, he will affect Granier, and in order to utilize my father’s hatred to weaken the Zor-Elves to the greatest extent, when my father led his army to enter from the Well of the Miracles, he started to build a large construction, and built a magic lock to block the entire Well of the Miracles and all the controlled passages.

“You also know that my father’s straightforward nature, when I was able to escape from the dark region smoothly all rely on a brute force, get what you want after the battle and died, only this brilliant performance attracted the attention of the Queen of the Dragon, and will be guided directly to the Castle of the Evil Scales.

“Originally this is nothing, my father would have wanted to take the opportunity to kill the gang of Zhuoer that imprisoned him, a snow shame, a time is also too lazy to break into a variety of maze locks.

“But now thirty-two years have passed, the evil scale fortress side has issued the order to go to the main material plane of Torrell, I worry that he continues to pursue in the dark region, will miss the military opportunity.”

Hearing this, David did not know Yolanda’s intention.

Feelings are not only the return of the road is blocked, but killed red-eye, directly on the head ah!
Immediately smiled and asked:

“So, you want me to fish his old man out of the dark region?”

Yolanda actually knelt down on one knee and solemnly requested:

“That’s right, when he insisted on returning to Ellaria to take revenge, he was opposed by his mother, but he begged to Lord Efilomon, and received that lord’s approval, and only then did he have the opportunity to return to Ellaria.
Speaking of which, this Dragonborn Lust Demon also seemed to be worried because of this ‘childish’ old father, and took a deep breath as he lowered his lovely face:

“I still hope that your highness will be able to fulfill your request, in the future, if there is a need to use our family, I will definitely do my best to cooperate with your highness.”

“Well,” David has actually been moved, but still pretended to think as he rubbed his chin with his paw.

Because this for other people as difficult as heavenly things, for him David, but almost a paw lift.

He didn’t have to go through the trouble of cracking the layers of magic locks that the High Elves had constructed with great care.

By utilizing the [Hubris] power, he was able to enter the dark region and bring Christos and the others out, just as he had done in the great desert of Torrell Anarok.

Only with the perspective he was standing in, he was thinking about something yet more.

Originally, there was a key element missing from his previous strategy against that group of High Elf immigrants from Eternal Gathering Island.

That was the lack of high-end combatants, the legendary kind, once targeting the New Continent and especially the Devonshire Raiders.

Duke Mirriam of the Wheel of Silver was indeed a Legend, but she was after all a High Elf as well, and it was still a toss-up as to whether or not she would be willing to cooperate with himself in raising his blade against Dwensel.

Star world Seder Ponga family’s upper tier of war power he may not be able to pry in a short period of time, unless the current head of the family is a female, he can directly with the red dragon king order with the blood scale berserker to force the order, but this kind of dry the consequences of the same serious, or perhaps fell into Seder Ponga’s public enemy of the females, and then all the married red dragons as a little yellow hair chased around and beat up is not unlikely.
But if it is his own old ancestor Christos, especially the opponent is still locked him in the dark region of thirty-two years of the gang of long ears, it is estimated that even if he is allowed to slaughter the city estimates that this old red dragon will not bring half a bit of hesitation, of course, he does not have to do it to that extent is it.

Also, at that time, Christos to return to Batou hell, then, inevitably to route the old continent Scannis, then you can ‘hostage to repay’ let that old man to help himself to dry service that gang of Kutaro Desert blue dragons, is not also a claw work well.

This is not two birds with one stone, simply blossomed ah belong to is!
When I think of it, David’s heart was suddenly happy.

Greedy

As for this completely according to their own plans slowly go will not delay the old man to report to Torrell?
Other dragons might be completely unaware at this moment and could only follow the orders from above, but as the advance man of the Dragon Queen’s strategic mission, he knew one thing clearly and explicitly:
That is, there are still twelve years to go before the Killing King’s Star arrives at Toriel’s main material plane, and the five-color group of dragons counterattacks Toriel’s main material plane.

It’s still early.

At this time to run to Toriel, that is also early lurking dry waiting.

As for why Efilomon drafted Christos back early, it’s just a matter of time and place.

At that moment, there was a need to massacre the Drow to weaken the Drow’s power of faith in order to suppress the speed of the Spider God Queen’s progress towards higher divine power, so that the Pentacolor Dragon Queen could snatch the [War] priesthood into her hands ahead of time.

Therefore, David believed that during that time period, there were not a few swarms of dragons in the realms that were doing the same thing as Christos.

But now that this most significant purpose of the battle has been realized, the Spider Goddess has also gotten her wish to become a High Divine Power, and is already prepared to take revenge on her ‘cruel ex-husband’ Corellon and even the Elven Divine System, there is still a chance to fight the Zor-Elves at this time ah.

That is not a pure waste of war power.

Standing on the perspective of the gods, Christos’ revenge to the Zor, but is just a piece of the gods’ chess game.

I don’t know if that old comrade knows this, or simply pretends not to know just to hunt for pleasure.

Thinking about this, David could not help but be glad once again that he was not like that orphan Christos.

He had a good mom.

Otherwise God knows how that old bitch Tiamat would be counting and squeezing herself all day long.

Sorting all this out, David immediately stared at Yolanda, who was kneeling on one knee, and blurted out:
“Yes, but I want a batch of Flaggsos green steel, a thousand tons.”

On the spot, it was a straight up dragon situation that materialized.

He needed this material to get a customized Tokamak ring from Pops to prepare for his ‘uncontrollable fusion’ experiments for the rest of his life.

Right, he wants to be not so controllable, too controllable has no deterrent ah!

Yolanda also couldn’t help but take a deep breath because of David’s big dragon opening, when she heard David laugh and continue:
“Can you give a cost price for the sake of ‘old friends’, of course, with my current financial situation, I may have to pay in installments.”

He can’t squeeze too hard at once, it’s not easy to get a rich dragon family’s golden lady to be a friend, always have to learn to learn a little water to flow is not.

Yolanda, however, took a long breath and smiled brightly at David:

“Of course.”

After finalizing his goodbye with this dragon descent Lust Demon Miss, Davy turned his head and twisted his body, leading a line of dragons, pinching his nose as he stepped towards that ultra-long-distance teleportation portal.

The continent of Ellaria.

And the Moon Elves of Neverwinter Island who owed their plants.

I, Davyutos.
I’m back!

(End of chapter)