Chapter 365: The Legendary Greed of the Dragon

The red dragon ghost said sullenly, "We are here, right here."

"So fast." Gavin looked around in astonishment.

They were just busy discussing the problem, and didn't realize that they had long left the Yewen Pond, passed through a large forest, and appeared in a place with sparse vegetation. A dangerous mountain like a red tooth rose from the ground.

Gavin asked curiously, "Where is this place?"

"Blood Horn!" The red dragon ghost said sullenly.

Although he was transformed into a ghost, his wisdom was still retained. He knew what Gavin and his friends wanted to do, so he was naturally in a bad mood.

"I mean where exactly it belongs?" Gavin added.

"According to you humans, this place was once called Siren Valley, also known as Death Valley."

"So it's here, no wonder it's so desolate, it turns out to be saline-alkali land." Gavin immediately knew where he was, "Who sent you to attack the Three Rivers?"

"Not a send, but a cooperation." The red dragon ghost corrected.

Even though he has become a ghost, his pride as a dragon is still there, and many personalities are not in his bones, but in his soul.

"Who are you working with?" Gavin naturally wouldn't argue with the Red Dragon Ghost on such a boring question, it's all the same anyway.

"Haven't you guessed it long ago?" The Red Dragon Ghost said in a muffled voice, "The Sambia Integrated Chamber of Commerce, usually a man named Carter comes to me as a lobbyist."

"So it's him, he seems to be a professional lobbyist." Gavin immediately saw a middle-aged man with arrogance in his bones, and then asked, "The legend says that you cooperated with Sambia merchants to bring disaster to Donglu, is it true?"

"It's true, we each get what we need." The Red Dragon Ghost answered truthfully.

He is now completely under the control of the Death Roar, and can't resist any of Gavin's orders, including inquiries.

Gavin hurriedly asked: "Did you leave any evidence or something?"

Although everyone knows that Sambia is dirty, legends are one thing, and having real evidence is another.

Even if it can't actually hurt the rich people in Sambia, it's disgusting enough to disgust them, right? You can't let them disgust you without fighting back.

"What evidence?"

"It's to prove that there is such a cooperative relationship between you, such as memory crystals."

It's a bit exaggerated to say that magic is omnipotent, but it can indeed do many things that modern means can do, or even cannot do.

Spells such as memory projection, illusion, and projection are not of high level.

Many excellent spies are equipped with such magic tools.

"No." The red dragon ghost answered without hesitation.

"What a pity." Gavin sighed a little regretfully.

The other party's answer was not unexpected.

After all, reckless fighting is the temper of red dragons.

Conspiracy and intrigue are what green dragons are good at. If it were them, they would definitely leave relevant evidence to threaten Sambia merchants and gain more benefits from it.

Zalanda smiled and suggested: "If there is no evidence, then make evidence. Your drow shadow knight is the priestess of the undead goddess of vengeance you mentioned. She should be good at this ability."

"That makes sense. We must go back and try this...hiss..."

Not only Gavin was taking a breath, but also Zalanda, Sanoba and Luna.

Because they have now entered the belly of the Bloodhorn Mountain, the dragon's nest of the young red dragon.

What caught their eyes was a mountain of gold coins.

This is not an adjective.

It is the real situation.

It is enough for a young dragon to swim and roll in it.

The collusion with the Sambian merchants has made him rich beyond his age.

Not to mention adult dragons, even middle-aged dragons are ashamed in front of him.

The amount of gold coins alone is no less than 500,000 Nubao.

Although the amount Gavin transferred at the previous ghost wine auction was three or four times this, most of them were literal numbers.

When the real transaction was in progress, the goods were mostly in stock, and the number of gold coins in hand was only about 200,000 at most, and they were scattered everywhere.

Wherever they were piled up, the more visual impact was there.

No wonder everyone in the world likes to kill dragons and rob dragon nests.

Because this feeling is so damn cool.

Normally, even if the dragon is killed, entering the dragon nest is difficult.

Because it is full of traps, monster servants of the dragon, etc.

In order to protect its treasure, the dragon spares no effort.

But this problem does not exist for Gavin and his party.

Because they have the master here to lead the way.

Those dragon servants who were looking around in the tunnel corridor.

When they found that the red dragon had been killed and turned into a ghost, they did not howl in anger and rush out to avenge it, but turned around and fled without hesitation.

They served the red dragon out of fear, not loyalty.

Some of them were brainless and rushed out stupidly, and they didn't even pounce on Gavin.

The red dragon ghost slapped several of them to death, and the rest fled.

Swallowing his saliva, Zalanda raised a new question: "How can we transport so many gold coins? With just a few of us, it would take at least 100 or 80 trips. It's impossible to do it. It doesn't take three trips for everyone to know where the dragon's nest is."

Gavin laughed and said, "Do you think I'm unprepared? Just wait and see!"

As he spoke, his shadow began to stretch, and the shadow of the Vizeme Manor emerged, and a large amount of negative energy was continuously injected into the gold coins.

All the gold coins that were soaked in negative energy began to disappear out of thin air.

The speed was not particularly fast, but it was very stable. It was only a matter of time to engulf the entire gold mountain.

Zaranda said in disbelief, "What's going on?"

"Because this time was too hasty, I didn't have time to take you to the manor to see it. The manor is a bit unusual and has been completely transformed into a shadow. I can guide its energy, transform objects into shadows, and then transfer them to the manor through the conductivity of the shadow plane." Gavin explained concisely.

"Is this ability related to your unique second career system?" Zaranda's associative ability is rich.

He quickly recovered from the shock.

Now he is well-informed and knows that there are many incredible things in this world. This is only one aspect.

The most important thing is that since meeting Gavin again, he has brought too many shocks to me, and I am a little numb.

"I guess so!" Gavin was vague. He could not avoid Zalanda for other things, but when it comes to the gods, especially an evil god, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"You plan to transport the cotton yarn from Tethyr to the valley in this way!" Zalanda used an affirmative sentence instead of a question. "If so, it will directly save the cost of the long journey. If your weaving technology is improved by two or three times on the existing technology, those merchants in Sembia will be defeated by you even if they all unite."

"No, if so, both the gold coins and the cotton threads will be filled with negative energy. How do you solve this problem?" Zalanda instantly grasped the key to the problem.

"There is a way to extract it at the manor." Gavin said with a smug smile, "And injecting negative energy into the cotton thread is not entirely a bad thing. How do you think the ghost cloak came from?"

"Could it be that the ghost cloak is... Be careful..." Zaranda reminded loudly.

A ghost foot stepped down towards Gavin. Who else could it be but the red dragon ghost?

When Zaranda reminded him, Gavin had already reacted and jumped away with a fairy step.

"The gold coins are mine, all the gold coins are mine... No one can take my gold coins... Not even the gods can... Those who steal gold coins, die... All of you die!"

The red dragon ghost roared angrily.

The body was constantly flashing, and circles of mysterious runes were looming in its ghost body. The death roar in Gavin's hand was also emitting the same frequency of light, as if it was regaining control of it.

The red dragon soul was unwilling to accept this kind of restraint and was trying hard to fight for control of the ghost body.

However, he did not attack Gavin again, but turned his head to aim at the mountain of gold coins, stretched his head, and swallowed a large number of gold coins into his stomach.

After these gold coins entered his body, they did not fall directly to the ground, but strangely appeared on the ghost body, just like inlaying them.

What's even more strange is that those mysterious runes in the positions where the gold coins were inlaid were actually suppressed.

It is said that there is some kind of inseparable mysterious connection between the dragon and its treasure.

Now it seems to be true.

For its own treasure, the red dragon ghost can actually resist the suppression from the immortal divinity.

Now it is suppressing the control of this immortal divinity through its own treasure.

It can only be said that greed has reached an extreme and is also a terrifying force.

"When you are alive, you are not my opponent, and when you are dead, you can forget about it." Gavin sneered and did not directly send the red dragon ghost back.

Instead, he turned the target of the Vizeme Manor to the red dragon ghost, and pressed it with overwhelming pressure.

There was only a little divinity in the roar of death, but there were four points of divinity in the Vizeme Manor.

The two added together directly suppressed the red dragon ghost again, and it couldn't even move.

"I'll give you the last choice, either accept the transformation and become one of the manor's shadows, or be annihilated and become the manor's nutrients." Gavin stared at the red dragon ghost coldly.

"My gold coins, my treasures, no one can move, no one can move..." At this moment, the red dragon ghost was completely unreasonable. In its eyes, there was only its own treasure, even above its own life and death, and its head moved little by little.

"You are looking for death yourself, then I have no way." Gavin sighed. It was impossible to eat this red dragon clean, and collect the corpse, dragon soul and treasure at the same time.

The power of the Vizeme Manor was called to the extreme, and it started to tear directly from the red dragon ghost, pumping away the negative energy on it continuously.

Without the support of negative energy, the dragon soul is just a memory carrier.

This incident taught Gavin a vivid lesson.

Next time, if I encounter this situation again.

I must not touch the dragon's treasure while it is guarding him, even the dragon soul is not allowed.

If I didn't have enough cards.

They would probably have fled in panic.

I don't know what kind of monster the dragon ghost that absorbed my treasure will transform into.

The red dragon ghost can't stand the pumping of the Vizeme Manor, and its body is getting smaller and smaller, and its structure is getting thinner and thinner.

With a weak roar, it completely disappeared.

Zaranda couldn't help but sigh: "I've only heard of dragons' legendary greed before, but I didn't expect them to be so greedy that they would directly confront the laws of magic."

"Perhaps greed is one of the laws that built this creature, so it can use this law of nature to confront the laws of magic." Gavin could only attribute everything to the legendary nature of dragons.

At the same time, the transformation of Vizeme Manor was opened again. I don't know if it was Gavin's illusion.

After absorbing the red dragon ghost, the shadows projected all have the outline of the red dragon, and they are also more intense. The speed of converting gold coins has obviously become much faster.