Chapter 90 Black Dragon BBQ

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"This..." Ron and Sylvia looked at each other. From the effect point of view, the spell attached to this gem is obviously more powerful than the conventional elemental weapons, but it lacks the flexibility to adapt to changes.

"It's better to have it than not to have it," Driver came over, "Three times a day, just right for me to use!"

The cloak, dagger and short bow can all be enchanted with strong acid at the same time, which is indeed a good improvement for Driver.

"I still have a shield," Ivy joked, "and you can't use two weapons at the same time, but I have no problem."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't you already have the lightning gem? Can you stop snatching it?"

"The lightning gem is with Ron," Ivy winked at Ron, "You can wait in line!"

"Okay," Ron pretended not to see Ivy's eyes, "Don't tease him-Drivedo, I'll give it to you after the slate is unlocked, and Ivy really needs it now."

"After all, you can't use the amethyst slate without elf blood."

Drivedo looked at Ivy with an unhappy face as she took the gem triumphantly and rolled her eyes.

"It seems that the seven gems correspond to seven different elements," Sylvia said, "but in fact, there are more than seven known types of damage, right? Which ones did the Hailan Empire abandon at the beginning?"

"Fire, cold, light, eclipse, lightning, thunder, strong acid, poison, mind..." Ron counted on his fingers, "I guess it might be mind, after all, this should be the strength of many elves."

"Almost all types of elements of elves are strong, or there are no weaknesses," Ivy interrupted, "Mind casters are just not common, not non-existent."

"Anyway, we have to find a full set of gems," Sera said indifferently, "Won't we know when we find them?"

In the eyes of the barbarians, these gems and the like have nothing to do with themselves-a real warrior should face all challenges head-on, instead of hiding behind magic, witchcraft, shamanism and the like!

"There is a big difference between having weapons and using them," You, who was leading the way, disagreed with Sera's point of view. "You can use that double-edged axe to chop people in half, but you also have to prevent others from playing dirty tricks on you."

"Most of the elves' attainments in magic are reflected in the schools of prophecy, change, enchantment and protection, which are used to resist the intrusion of outsiders."

"It was not until the rise of the Hailan Empire that the aggressiveness of elven magic began to become stronger and stronger in a short period of time."

"This is true," Sylvia nodded, "In addition to the spells that have been widely spread, many spells will be named after the founder, and among these spells, the names of elven wizards are almost invisible in the energy-shaping magic."

The vampire said, looking up with some longing: "I had two dreams before: to get freedom, and to leave my name in other people's spell books!"

"'Sylvia's Vampire Touch'?" Victoria said jokingly.

Vampire touch is a widely spread spell. If there is no special innovation, Sylvia may not be able to label this spell.

"I will let you taste 'Sylvia's vampire touch' now!" Sylvia smiled and rushed over, stuffing her cold hands close to the body temperature of undead creatures into Victoria's collar.

Mindatis ran away again, and he probably wouldn't have the courage to approach Green Swamp Town again - it is now the lair of the black dragon, so there should be no danger along the way.

There are a few kobold scouts who occasionally cautiously stick their heads out of the woods, but they all shrink back immediately and do not list Ron and his group as hunting targets. And according to You, the kobold tribe here should be the followers of Axuri, and to some extent her colleagues, so there is nothing to be wary of.

When Ron and his group arrived at the black dragon's lair, they happened to see Axuri dragging a dead stag to their home. Seeing Ron and his group, the black dragon was stunned for a moment.

"Let me make it clear first, I won't share with you," Exure's first reaction was that Ron and the others were here to eat for free, "The teacher just left two days ago, and I finally caught this one to start a new life."

"Don't worry, we just ate, there's no reason to have another meal before lunch," Ron was not being polite, there was no crisis along the way, they were guaranteed three meals a day, and they just had breakfast this morning, "We're here to borrow the stone slab."

"Oh, then you go in." The black dragon happily dragged the dead deer away and opened the cave entrance, but when he looked up, he saw Sera and Driver surrounding him.

"What are you doing?"

"You're just eating like this?" Sera reached out and ripped the stag's corpse a few times, "It's not delicious to eat raw, and there's no seasoning."

"Where can I find it?" Axuri blinked his vertical pupils, "If you have it, I'd be willing to trade with you."

He also knew that cooked food tasted good and even better with seasoning, but that was the privilege of red dragons, gold dragons, brass dragons, and even blue dragons. They, the black dragons, could only spit out strong acid.

Only when the teacher came could Axuri occasionally have a good meal, and at other times they still ate raw meat and drank blood.

Admittedly, the dragon race has almost the most powerful digestive system of all creatures, but that doesn't mean they don't want to live a refined life. If a dragon is reduced to eating dirt for a living, he might even regard it as a lifelong shame.

"You don't know how to release fire?" Driver looked at him with a look of pity that made Exuri extremely unhappy, and then took out a set of fire-making tools, "Sera, go find some branches, let's show him our skills!"

"Okay!" Sera was unwilling to follow Ron and the others in a magic ritual, so she readily agreed and went to the surrounding woods to find a large bundle of dry plants that were good for ignition, and took out a small bottle of salt she brought with her, "It's a pity that there is no pot, otherwise I could cook it."

"Don't cook it!" Driver shook his head like a rattle, "Roast it! Roast it and it smells good!"

As the owner, Exuri naturally couldn't sit idle, and immediately dug out a pile of bricks and stones from the ruins and set up a barbecue grill. One person, one goblin, and one dragon started a picnic. After a while, the aroma had already spread across the black dragon's territory.

"Woo... I want to eat..." You didn't go to the nest either, but now she regretted it a little - it was too uncomfortable to only look at a virtual undead creature but not eat it! Why isn't she a ghost? If so, she has no memories of her past life, so at least she won't be so greedy!

"Good fellow, it's only been a short time since breakfast, and you're already eating again?" Ivy poked her head out of the entrance to the black dragon's lair, "Sera, Ron is calling you!"