Dragon of Scourge

Chapter 61 The Dragon Has Its Own Coup
If he really did that, then he would feel like a hopeless idiot!

As the saying goes, there is no turning back when you shoot a bow.

Mediocrity is the greatest sin in this world!

Being proficient in everything also means not being proficient in everything.

If you don't take a road to the extreme, you will never become the existence at the top of the pyramid.

Some people may object that some people in the real world are extremely good in every way.

But did they go to the extreme?No!None!
Looking at those great scientists in previous lives, which one has not been studying a field all his life?
If Rand does this, it will definitely not benefit his own strength.

It's okay to abuse vegetables, but against those same extraordinary creatures, or legendary dragon species, and future gods, can his advantages still be highlighted?In the end, it can only be said that it will only be reduced to mediocrity.

Rand, who has been a giant dragon for seven or eight years, has already seen through the two aspects of growth.

Physique growth represents his physical strength, strength, and magical power.

The growth of magic is more like representing his talent for studying magic.

Some are like the difference between root bone and comprehension in martial arts and fairy tale novels.

With the growth of magic, he may be able to develop and improve spells by himself.

Treat it as a game character.

Physique represents one's all-round basic attributes, and magic growth represents the amount and strength of skills.

Both of these can be said to have their own advantages and disadvantages.

But Rand chose the former.

The basic attribute is an all-round improvement, so that the dragon does not have any shortcomings.

Skills may be extremely powerful, but how embarrassing would it be if they themselves were not strong enough to use?
He never regretted his original choice.

The simplest reason is still.

Skills can be learned from others!

So...how on earth could he learn the powerful spell that Silver Dragon used not long ago?

There are no available talents under his command.

Go to learn from that silver dragon?

Totally impossible.

He doesn't know where he is now, even if he is opposite him, it is impossible for him to teach him!

After all, one of them is a metal dragon and the other is a five-color dragon.

He just beat up Yinlong again!
Yinlong will only help him if his brain is sick.

Rand was silent, looking up at the sky. Under the blue sky, there were white clouds constantly floating, as well as birds and beasts that occasionally flew by.

Looking at it, Rand's dragon face unconsciously showed distress that even half-orcs could see.

"Master! It's impossible! Let's catch a few human mages! These guys have always been smart! Maybe they have a way!"

The leader of the half-orcs, Gewu Skullbreaker, said suddenly at this moment.

Rand was shocked, and a certain thought in his mind was instantly clear. He turned his head, looked at the half-orc with piercing eyes, and slapped his body happily.

The half-orc leader staggered and almost fell.

"Well said! Gewu! I didn't expect you to be full of idiots!
There is actually such a smart side!Well said!We don't have the ability ourselves, so why not go directly to a capable human mage!

Anyway, there are so many of them!If one doesn't work, just two!If two don't work, then three!five!Ten!a hundred!

But we are not going to kidnap!But another way!
Listen up!We should be like this... like this..."

"Wonderful! As expected of the master!" The orc shaman on the side immediately gave a thumbs up.

The little black dragon opened his mouth on the side, and suddenly saw that the orc shaman was a little upset. Why did this old thing say what he wanted to say just now?
This old thing is targeting me?Want to take my place?

The little female dragon also peeked at the old shaman from time to time.

So, a week later.

The sun was high and bright.

A few people wearing black robes, covering themselves tightly, led a few middle-aged spellcasters who looked a bit downcast, walking on the business road from Haisen Kingdom to Lane Kingdom.

The caster looked around for a while, couldn't help frowning and said:

"You say our employer is on this business path?
But it looks like no one lives here!Also, I seem to have heard before that there are evil dragons on this road.

It's okay to swagger like this, right? "

"Don't worry, master spellcasters! It's all just rumors. If there really is a dragon, how dare we leave? Aren't we afraid of death?"

One of the people who wrapped themselves tightly said, his voice sounded a little old.

"Then tell us! How far is the destination?" A caster looked impatient.

"Destination! We'll be there soon, well, there are still about five kilometers left."

"...

Ok!Then let's walk five kilometers, if I find you playing with us!
Be careful I burn you to death with my spell! "

The casters calmed down and threatened.

Continue walking for nearly half an hour.

Until now, their feet were sore, and they just wanted to complain.

The black-robed man in front finally stopped.

This made several casters happy, and they didn't wait to speak.

I saw the man in black take out a wooden stick from his arms and light it, and then a ball of flames shot up to a height of [-] meters.

Boom! ! !

Afterwards, the flame exploded suddenly, making an extremely loud sound that could be heard clearly within a few kilometers at least.

"Damn! What are you doing?"

Seeing this, the casters became more and more uneasy, and couldn't help asking.

The brilliance of spells surged around them, and fine ice crystals, flames, and pure blue missiles condensed one after another.

"I'm calling for my master, don't worry, he'll be here soon, don't rush to do it!

Don't you want to complete this mission?Don't want so many quintals anymore? "

The man in black turned around, his tone indifferent.

"No! It's not right! We walked five kilometers! But except for the green forest on the side, if you look at other places, you can't see any place for people to live within a few kilometers!

You bastards!Must be lying to us, right?

Think about it too! With a reward of 100 Jintal, how could it be possible to choose us without picking anyone?

But whatever you want to do to us!I can only tell you!Picked the wrong target!
Don't look at me like this, but I'm actually a level 5 spellcaster! "

A spellcaster shouted loudly, regretful in his heart.

Not long ago.

This group of damned black-robed men mysteriously found them who had just been depressed because they had no money to buy magic materials, and took out a large bag of quintals and dangled them in front of his eyes.

They spoke words full of temptation and made him a dream called getting rich!
But now, the dream is broken!
He woke up!

Other spellcasters are also facing enemies.

(End of this chapter)