Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 229 Friendly forces trap each other
(Two positives, repeat, change as soon as possible)
After Curelia left, only Ron was left in the dragon's nest.

Ron tapped the gold coin with his fingertips, but his mind was thinking of something else.

True dragons in this world are never invincible, and their strength still has limits. Even if a human is like an ant in front of a true dragon, an ant has the ability to eat up an elephant.

Thousands of human troops and mercenaries broke through the dragon's lair, and killed a dozen or so legendary ruthless people. Even a powerful adult real dragon would have to drink his hatred on the spot.

No matter how strong an individual is, before he surpasses others by several levels, there is still a risk of ants killing an elephant in the face of a huge force.

In order to obtain real security, in addition to one's own strength, it is also important to have a fearsome and dreadful force.

Ron thought for a while and said, "Call Blue Ear, Gold Foot, and Scar to come see me."

……

"Wang Great Master, Lord of Storms, Wang, your servant Wang, came here according to your will."

The three men, each wearing a suit of fine iron armor, saluted respectfully. Blue Ear preemptively said that its accent was less than before, and it could be seen that it was quite proud of it.

Ron shook his head amusedly, ignored Blue Ear's little thoughts, and said, "I called you here because I have something to entrust to you. How many transformed dragon vein kobolds are there now?"

"Report to the master Wang! A total of 670 Wang who have awakened and transformed into dragon veins!"

Not to be outdone, Golden Feet replied firstly that it was originally in charge of all the dragon vein kobolds, and it knew this aspect very clearly.

"In addition, there are 210 two dragon-songer Wangs! And 230 six kobold fighters Wang Wang!"

Ron nodded slightly.

One thousand kobolds is already considered a powerful kobold tribe, and the number of kobold fighters is only about one-fifth.

Nearly [-] dragon-blood dog heads plus dragon songwriters and kobold fighters, even exceeded the total population of a powerful kobold tribe, which had already met Lon's expectations.

"It's time for my territory to expand. I order you to investigate all the kobold tribes nearby and order them to submit to me."

Long En said: "After that, build an underground channel network connecting all kobold tribes. All the places where the underground network can extend will be my territory."

"After these are completed, send orders to all the tribes of intelligent creatures in the territory, submit to the great true dragon, surrender to the Lord of Storms, otherwise, either leave by themselves or wait for death."

"The three of you will discuss and resolve the specific details among yourself, and I will ask the Crazy Horn Tribe to cooperate with your actions."

The three kobolds were full of excitement. It seemed that as Long En expanded his territory, they could also reap glory.

"Yes! Great master Wang! Great Wang, Lord of the storm!"

Ron waved them away, and called the Fire Lizard Dragon over by the way.

Soon, the body and limbs were still thick and short, but the Fire Lizard Dragon that had given birth to dragon horns and wings slowly flew into Long En's dragon nest.

The small wings behind it flutter rapidly, but they can't carry its huge and bloated torso, so not only does it not have the majesty of a real dragon, but it makes people feel ridiculous.

The Fire Lizard Dragon flew up to Ron, didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Ron, and slowly landed on the ground to lie down, and said respectfully: "Great master, here I come."

Ron looked at the Fire Lizard Dragon who acted respectfully and obediently after being slapped, and smiled silently.

"How does it feel to transform into a 'true dragon'?"

The Fire Lizard Dragon lying on the ground seemed to remember the price of its previous arrogance, and shook its body, saying: "Great master, your blood has given me great power, but compared to yours, my power is still not worth mentioning , I am just a pseudo-dragon with some wisdom, and I dare not presume to use the name of a real dragon."

Ron didn't tease it any more, and asked, "You speak fluently?"

The Fire Lizard Dragon bowed its head deeply: "Yes, great master, your bloodline makes me honored to have one ten-millionth of your wisdom, able to use dragon language proficiently, and even learn spells..."

"Oh?" Ron raised his eyebrows: "Where did you learn the spell?"

The Fire Lizard Dragon didn't dare to hide it, and said: "Your servant Glengo is teaching me spells, great master."

Ron nodded slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and just said lightly:

"I know you have dissatisfaction and ambition in your heart, don't rush to defend yourself," Long En stopped the Fire Lizard Dragon who was about to speak in a panic, "I don't care about your disrespect towards me in your heart, nor do you care about your ambition, I All you need to know is that you are just a mutated Fire Lizard Dragon, and you are nothing compared to a real dragon."

"But if you continue to pledge your allegiance to me, one day in the future you may be able to rival the true dragon, and it is not impossible to even trample other true dragons under your feet."

Ron looked at the Fire Lizard Dragon quietly, and the Fire Lizard Dragon also respectfully ate the pie he drew in one bite.

"Great master, I am willing to follow you, as the continuation of your wingspan and sharp claws, to conquer everything for you."

Ron didn't care whether the Fire Lizard Dragon's attitude was sincere or not. He just stretched out his front paws and placed them flat on the Fire Lizard Dragon's lowered head, between the two small dragon horns.

"Since you already have the characteristics of a real dragon, you shouldn't live like a wild beast anymore."

A burst of lightning erupted from Ron's claws, causing the Fire Lizard Dragon to tense up in shock, but there was no resistance.

"Your master, Ron Dragon Ferengore...Angaston Morn, hereby bestow upon you your real name: Igadios."

The claws covering Igadios's head flashed with lightning, and after being slowly removed, a dark mark was left on Igadios' forehead. It could be vaguely seen that his head was surrounded by lightning Among the flying real dragons, there was a slight burnt smell between the scales.

But Igadios didn't notice this, he just stood there in a daze.

After a while, Igadios put his head on the ground respectfully, lowered his eyes, and said gratefully: "The great master, your servant, Igadios, will always stand humbly in the at your feet."

For it, the recognition of its real name is far more willing to surrender than the pie painted by Long En.

Although it can't be like a real dragon, it can obtain the knowledge and abilities that a real dragon inherits in its blood through its real name.

Although the form and nature of the real name given by Long En is more like a human king placing a sword on the shoulder of a knight to confer a title.

Although the process is so simple and casual.

But it has its own name after all, the name that lives as a real dragon: Igadios.

Long looked at Igadios with satisfaction, and after letting him cooperate with the kobolds to conquer more families for him, he waved his hand and said: "Go, learn spells, become stronger, and conquer for me." Igadios' huge bulging eyeballs flashed with inexplicable brilliance and said: "Great Master, Igadios...obey the command."

Long En gave himself a full-body examination with excitement, but found no changes. The "gift" mentioned by the time dragon was completely missing.

"You're not making fun of me, are you? Is it a gift to remind me that there is a connection between force fields and time? This is of no use!"

After a few seconds of speechless silence, Long En calmed down and stopped delving into these things that were originally a bonus and unexpected surprise. At least the purpose of his trip to obtain ancient technology had been achieved.

After Tubaniel asked Long to give it some time to bury all the descendants of the lizards who degenerated into beasts under the influence of the negative energy deep in the Underdark, the group set off on their way back along the passage they came from.

Passing through the passage and entering the crypt covered with fluorescent mycelium, Long before he could speak, the mushroom body that was squatting on the ground and covered with mycelium slowly stood up.

"Are you in trouble? I sense a very scary force where you are going."

This originally ordinary-looking daughter seemed to have received the nutritional supply of mycelium, and it grew to an extremely large size. Its appearance was also similar to that of the former Myconid King Kalapazo. Such a daughter was obviously better able to exert the abilities of the Myconid King. strength.

The Myconid King looked like he was always ready to help Long En and the others fight against powerful enemies. He really regarded Long En as a friend.

Although mutual help was a clause stipulated when the contract was originally signed, Long En was still a little touched by the Myconid King's attitude.

Well, I have to ask my good brother to eat some good and fertile Ollie to keep him full.

"Thank you, but there is no need to worry, we are not in danger."

The mushroom body nodded, and its huge body immediately turned black and corrupted, and was decomposed and absorbed by the mycelium.

"This child body consumes too much. I have to recycle and save energy. If you need it, I can grow another one."

The spores released by the hyphae had already attached themselves to Long's body, and the voice of the Myconid King Kalapazo rang in Long's mind.

Ron nodded, said goodbye to Kalapazo and quickly returned to the surface.

The soul fire in Tubanel's eyes swayed when he entered the sewer near the surface from the Underdark Realm, and it fluctuated violently for a while after emerging from the sewer.

Long En could understand its mood. It was the fear and loneliness caused by being unable to find its own place in a strange environment that spanned thousands of years and arrived in the future.

"How does it feel to be back on the surface?"

Long En looked at Tubaniel, and the soul fire in its eyes had returned to calm.

A smile appeared on Tubaniel's stiff and dry face, which cracked large pieces of withered and decayed muscles. He looked extremely horrified, but his smile was very relaxed and happy.

"Very good, Your Majesty, this city makes me feel like I'm back in the Empire, full of energy and creativity."

After stepping onto the surface and being in a daze for a few seconds, Tubanel quickly found the meaning of his existence. It was to make the lizard people great again. This was the only thing left after all the emotions and emotions gradually left it to survive for thousands of years. belief.

After ordering his family to find a place for Tubanel to live, and ordering preparations to build an Imperial Science and Technology Research Center, Long returned to Kurelia's dragon lair.

It was rare that Kurelia was not in the Executive Yuan. As soon as Long entered the dragon's nest, he saw a beautiful and elegant silver dragon lying on the ground, with various documents and pens floating around him, making a swishing sound of writing, and next to her There is a book floating in front of me.

Kurelia, who had focused most of her attention on the books, only reacted when she heard the footsteps. She opened her scales slightly and shyly panicked and immediately put the books in front of her into the storage ring. Fortunately, the documents and pens around her were not affected. What impact would it have? If these documents were destroyed, I don’t know how many people in the Executive Yuan would have to stay up late and work overtime.

Long En said amusedly: "What are you looking at? You are so nervous."

"No, nothing."

Kurelia pretended to be calm, but the guilty look she averted and her nervous breathing that seemed rapid betrayed her.

"Really nothing?"

Ron approached Kurelia with a malicious smile and suddenly threw her to the ground. The concentrated mage's hand struck at the soft scales on Kurelia's belly.

The nerves at the junction of the hard back scales and the soft abdominal scales of the true dragon are relatively sensitive. Tickling the scales here can make the true dragon laugh uncontrollably, similar to humans scratching the soles of their feet.

"Watch the move! The legendary spell, Long En's Laughter!"

After fighting for a while, Kurelia, who was unable to resist Long's huge strength, finally surrendered and shyly buried her head deep in taking out the book from the storage ring.

""Research on the Mating Physique of Giant Dragons·Volume [-]"?"

Long En flipped through the pages speechlessly: "Can this thing be written in such a thick book? Isn't it too good at word count? It is divided into several volumes. Is the author still a human being?"

Long En suppressed his laughter and asked, "Where did you find this weird book? The "Research on the Mating Physique of Giant Dragons" written by humans doesn't look right at all, right?"

Kurelia buried her head even lower: "I want to study in advance, but there is no such knowledge in the inheritance. It took me a long time to find this book from the Borun Library..."

The Great Library of Borun is one of the Duolan National Great Libraries built using the Grand Duke's library of the Principality of Borun and some nobles' collections. I don't know which noble noble actually has such a thing in his collection.

After hearing this, Long En rubbed Kurelia's neck and smiled: "You don't need to learn this kind of thing, just follow your instinct."

Kurelia nodded shyly, and then was silent for a moment.

"Well, Ron, can you...get off me first? Your scales are touching my stomach..."

Long En stood up calmly, secretly put away the "scales" that were touching Kurelia without changing his expression, and changed the subject: "Have you encountered any problems in cleaning the abyss fissures these days?"

When it came to business, Kurelia's shyness quickly faded away.

"Now we have reached an agreement with all the allies. All countries have jointly provided manpower and materials to form the Abyss Cleaning Joint Department, and officially started the first carpet search of the abyssal fissures. So far, everything is going relatively smoothly, but the manpower is still not enough. After all, Oonia is too big. Yes, and those abyssal fissures don’t just appear on the surface. By the way, Glengo took the initiative to apply to be on the front line of searching for the abyssal fissures, and I approved his application.”

"Glengo?"

Ron nodded, expressing satisfaction with the hill giant shaman who he, Kurelia and Videlpan teamed up to defeat and signed a slave contract and followed him from the beginning.

"Let me commend it in my own name. How is it doing now?"

(End of this chapter)