Chapter 140: Ghost Gathering

"Uh, no," the golden dragon disguised as a young black dragon trembled slightly, "except for his works. He, no, his views on dragons are indeed profound."

"But I think we'd better not dwell on this topic anymore, okay?"

Ron shrugged. He didn't need to be as respectful and fearful of this "Fitzburn" as the golden dragon was, especially after he had read this guy's works.

On the fifth night, Ron raised the hand mirror, and sure enough, after the moonlight shone on the mirror, Polly's disgusting and ugly face appeared on the mirror.

"How about it, have you thought about it, young man?" Polly smiled arrogantly, and her voice came from the mirror.

Ron took the initiative to communicate with her, which meant that he had already thought about it. It also means that her revenge plan can begin!

When Ron and others returned to the hag's hut along the original route, the snakes, scorpions and insects along the way gave way to them one after another, as if they had been instructed by a certain master. Two huge black hounds growled at them at the door, and behind them, rotten Polly stood on the doorstep, greeting the group with a smile.

"Be good, be good!" Polly stroked the two hounds to prevent them from jumping on her guests. She raised her head, and when Ron and others approached, several masks appeared on her hands.

"Come on, put these on, it's a necessary disguise - I didn't cast a spell, it's just an empty mask."

One of these masks was obviously specially made to be worn on the face of the "Black Dragon Hatchling".

"You first." Ron handed the mask to the "Black Dragon Young Dragon". When it put the hag's mask on its face, the scales on its body immediately lit up with an inscription to protect against evil.

"Uh, um, I forgot about this!" The hag was indeed dishonest. When she saw that her trick was exposed, she quickly snatched back the other masks from Ron's hand and lifted the magic on them one by one, "This time Don't worry about wearing it - well, would you suspect that an old woman has any evil intentions? "

"Originally I didn't doubt it, but now it's hard to say," Sera muttered, and the last one put on the mask, "You'd better stop playing tricks, otherwise my sword will be inserted into your spine instead. In your mouth!"

The threats of the barbarians were always so simple and crude. Polly's face darkened, but she said nothing more.

"Let's go," she said, leading the way with two hunting dogs. "I'll take you to the gathering place. It's a bit far from my home."

"Night hissing hound," "Exuri" whispered to Ron, "This kind of fey is born to serve its master. When the original master dies, they will go to find a new evil master, such as a vampire. , necromancer or hag."

"They cannot appear in the sun. When exposed for a long time, they will instinctively fear and flee back to the ethereal plane, and their owners can only recall them after sunset."

"The little dragon cub knows a lot," Polly said from the front without looking back, "Unfortunately, these two hounds were 'gifts' given to me by 'aunt' who separated them from their group. If it succeeds this time, I can have them all.”

"Your ambition is not small," Jin Long stared at the ghost woman's back, "but I advise you to use these powers for the right path."

"You are a black dragon, are you qualified to teach me a lesson?" Polly snorted angrily, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot about this."

"You are just a puppy domesticated by humans. Tiamat's dignity has long been thrown away by you. Who do you believe in now? Asteria? Tamara?"

"You can't be that hypocrite Bahamut, right?"

The hags did not believe in gods, so they had no respect when mentioning them. However, to Ron's surprise, the golden dragon showed amazing endurance at this moment. Even if Polly ridiculed him like this, he did not react at all.

Under the moonlight, Polly took Ron and the others through the wilderness, swamps and jungles, and finally stopped outside a clearing in the forest.

Through the gaps in the woods, Ron could vaguely see two tall, hunched figures swaying in the darkness. They must be the other two dark sisters in the gathering to which Polly belonged.

"I didn't expect you could come back alive." When Polly came closer, a hag who looked vaguely like her squinted at her, "My dear sister, it seems you didn't end up in a good situation, right? ?”

"Informers will also be punished."

"So, 'Auntie' didn't let you go?" Polly laughed happily, "You can still survive!"

"There are always a lot of good-hearted people in Delusion Land," her sister screamed twice, "Isn't it the same for you? They obviously saved your life, but you still turned them into slaves."

"Okay, you two traitors will stop using your words," the biggest and ugliest hag said to stop the sisters from bickering. "Come on, let me see your sincerity and then decide whether to pardon you." The fault of one of you.”

"One of them?" Polly and Sally were stunned at the same time. "You mean, no, you don't mean-"

"Traitors must pay a price," "Auntie" said in a majestic and unquestionable tone. When she said these words, Ron seemed to hear the accent, as if there was another hag in her body who was also speaking. "Only one of you two can survive. The one with less sincerity must choose one of the two prices."

"After replenishing your 'sincerity', leave the place of delusion and you will never come back; or you will pay the price with your life."

Polly and Sally looked at each other, and then replied in unison; "That must be my most sincere apology, 'Auntie'!"

"I brought a total of seven servants, humans, half-elves, vampires, a black dragon cub, and, uh, a goblin!" Polly said respectfully, "I also brought the gift you gave me before. My hound, I know I am unworthy of this courtesy, so I give it back to you."

Sally looked at Ron and his party behind her sister with a gloomy expression: "A goblin? You can really take it. Do we still need a goblin?"

"'Auntie,' although I only brought one servant, I guarantee that he is of great significance to you!" As she said this, the hag pulled out a male elf from behind, "He has a distinguished background and life experience. Legendary experience! He knows everything that happened in that destroyed elf town! He is the remnant of that elf empire!"

"Permit me to dedicate him to my dearest aunt and mother, whose maiden name is the noble von Richthofen, and whose name is: Mindatis Lane!"

Ron: "Huh?"