Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 62 The Kingdom of the Thousand Islands and the Spellscale

Most of the sea ships I met before sailed out from here.

Those sea ships are equipped with weapons that can threaten real dragons, and the threat of this archipelago to Long is definitely not lower than that of sea ships.

"Wait? Is this the archipelago strait known as the 'country of a thousand islands'?"

Long En recalled the records in a certain travel note, in which the description of "countless white sails shuttled between the islands" was exactly the same as what Long En saw.

The "Land of Thousand Islands" is located in the archipelago strait between the northeast of the Romon Empire in the northernmost part of the Oonia Continent and the Lunia Continent.

Due to the special geographical conditions, this sea area has never been definitively belonged to, and it is a truly lawless area, attracting countless merchants, pirates, adventurers, mercenaries, and fugitives from Oonia or Lunia to gather here.

Every day, hundreds of sea ships moored here for rest, which made the business of this archipelago extremely prosperous, which in turn gave birth to a large number of bandits and hired businesses.

No one cares about your origin here, as long as you are loyal to gold coins and have enough strength, you can get a good job, such as a guard or a pirate.

You can see all kinds of intelligent creatures in this sea area, from humans to kuo-toa, from elves to liches.

"Is it the legendary land of thousands of islands where gold flows in the sea?" Long En said, "Since we've arrived, why not go visit and see how prosperous the business is here."

Ron turned and flew to the sea far away from the archipelago, avoided the ship and fell into the sea, and cast the four-ring transformation technique, transforming into a big fish and diving into the archipelago.

On a small island where only sloops docked, a blue-scaled dragonborn covered in a linen robe walked out from the corner of the coast where no one was watching. The moisture on the robe and body evaporated quickly.

Ron, who got in easily, walked casually on this island less than the size of a small town. On both sides of the road were various two- and three-storey taverns, hotels, casinos, brothels, and restaurants. I saw many customers.

This is just an unpopular island in the country of thousands of islands, and the business is so prosperous, those bigger islands can be imagined.

In front of a three-story building covered with pink ribbons, a middle-aged human woman in gorgeous clothes flapped a purple velvet fan in her hand, greeting the guests who came in and out.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she walked quickly to Ron's side.

"Oh hehe~ powerful and handsome Lord Dragonborn, are you looking for a place to spend the night?"

Ron glanced at the woman, did not speak, and continued to walk forward without the slightest pause.

The woman twisted her plump figure, and followed Ron without giving up.

"Guest, I don't think you will have the heart to reject a lonely kinky girl~"

The scale man's body was covered with scales of variable size, which was very in line with the dragonborn's aesthetics, but Ron still didn't stop.

"So how about the snake girl? What about humans? Cat people? Lizard people? Ogres?"

There are so many types, but are lizardmen and ogres a little...

Ron shook his head helplessly, released a little bit of dragon power, shocked this low-strength human being, and warned her not to follow him.

Ron continued walking, not noticing the sinister eyes of the middle-aged woman behind him.

……

Ron threw out a silver coin, took the charcoal-grilled fish handed over by the peddler, and then twisted off the third arm that was trying to steal the money bag from his waist.

Leaving the thieves whimpering and rolling on the ground, Ron stuffed the whole grilled fish into his mouth and pulled out the wooden stick.

Brushed with special hot and sour sauce and sprinkled with shredded seaweed, the charcoal-grilled fish is full of burnt aroma, with a moderate degree of hot and sour, which is completely different from the Principality of Polun.

After chewing the grilled fish in his big mouth together with the fishbone, Ron suddenly noticed that there were two creatures following closely behind him.

Ron changed several stalls as if nothing had happened, and continued to taste the food he just bought.

After confirming that the two creatures were still following him, Ron took a piece of barbecue in his mouth, and walked into a deep alley while unbuttoning his belt.

A tall human who had been staring at Ron exchanged glances with a thin Gnoll, followed quickly, and turned into the alley Ron had just entered.

"What a stupid dragonborn, dare to wander around alone. This task is really easy." The wolf man whispered to his companion.

The human next to him laughed disdainfully: "The brains of the dragon descendants are not much better, just like their eggs are bigger than their brains, and they can be sexually interested in everything and regenerate them. They are arrogant and stupid. "

"is it?"

The humans and jackals walking side by side turned around in an instant, only to find that Ron, who was supposed to be in front of them, appeared behind them.

While Ron used the phantom to hide himself, he also created a phantom of himself and walked into the alley, easily tricking the two guys who were following him into it.

Ron crossed his arms, with a ferocious dragon mouth smiling: "Should I say it now, or should I beat you half to death?"

The jackals and humans on the opposite side drew out their weapons and rushed towards Ron without saying a word.

Then these two guys with fairly good strength were instantly knocked down by Ron with his terrifying speed and strength.

The fallen humans wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths in horror, unable to figure out why the power of this dragonborn was so terrifying.

Seeing Ron take a step forward, the man hurriedly said: "I said! We are..."

"boom!"

A blue-scaled fist the size of a sandbag hit him in the face. After a burst of punches and kicks and the man's weakening screams, Ron grabbed the tail of the wolf man who was trying to escape, and dragged it back.

The jackal looked at his companion who was beaten into a shapeless form, swallowed and said, "We are..."

"No hurry," Ron grinned and showed his fangs, "I have given you a chance to choose just now, since you have chosen the latter, then I will beat you half to death before you talk, I have always Keep your word and do what you say, and the main thing is to be honest and trustworthy.”

Under the terrified gaze of the wolf man, a blue-scaled fist quickly grew bigger, followed by a scream.

……

"It turns out that I was targeted by someone, and I wanted to catch myself to draw blood, and use the blood of dragon descendants to pretend to be the blood of a real dragon to make huge profits."

Ron shook his head, this place is too messy, it's really scary to be watched by dragon dealers every time you take a walk.

"Crack-"

Ron stomped the heads of the two guys in front of him.

An eyeball full of doubts was squeezed, ejected, hit the wall and bounced back, rolling down to Ron's feet.

Ron smiled, and said to his eyeballs, "I said I'll beat you until you're half dead, but I didn't say you'll live after you finish."

After clapping his hands, Ron said to the empty alley, "Are you coming out by yourself or should I find you out?"

A tall and graceful figure quickly appeared in the empty alley. The man was staring at Ron's fist, as if he was ready to run away as soon as Ron made a move.

Ron looked at the humanoid creature in front of him, his expression gradually becoming a little weird.

An exaggerated black leather jacket decorated with a large number of metal spikes and chains, and tight leather pants that were deliberately torn to expose the thighs. The fiery red long hair was modified into a soaring hedgehog shape by hair oil, and a strand of hair was left to cover it. right eye.

Looking at this weird guy, Ron almost swears and yelled, "Damn! It's not mainstream!"

Empty of the strange thoughts in his head, Ron saw the parts of her face and neck where the skin was exposed, and the skin was covered with a layer of fine scales.

"Scales? Are you their accomplice?" Ron asked.

The non-mainstream shook his head, his spiky hair swayed, and the earrings on his ears jingled.

"Don't blame the good people! Are you dragonborn so unreasonable! I just wanted to help you!" the non-mainstream complained.

"And, I'm a spellscale, not a scaled person!"

Spellscale?Ron was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly remembered this rare species.

Whether they want to admit it or not, warlock spellcasters all contain thin dragon blood in their bodies, which is why they can perform some simple talent casting spells like real dragons.

And when two warlocks are combined, their fused dragon blood may awaken and mutate, making the child they give birth to become this kind of creature between human and dragonborn.

Unlike the extremely low-probability mutation of human warlocks, in the densely populated spellscale tribes, the combination of spellscales and spellscales will inevitably give birth to spellscale children, and will not reversely mutate into humans, so , most of the spellscales that can be seen are from the spellscale tribe.

Spell scales are a strange race. Each spell scale has its own unique aesthetic, and they also make weird clothing for it, just like the spell scale in front of Ron. For Ron, she This attire is simply insane.

"Help me?" Ron said with a smile: "Then tell me why you want to help me, there must be a reason?"

"Because you are handsome!" Spellscale replied solemnly.

Ron nodded approvingly when he heard this, and said, "You are very honest, I believe your reason, you can leave."

Ron turned to leave, but the spellscale behind him hurriedly chased after him.

Ron turned his head, pointed at the two headless corpses on the ground, squinted his eyes and looked at Spellscale and said, "Why are you still following me? Don't you want to be like the two of them too?"

The spellscale stood still, but said with a smile on its face, "You can't catch me, I'm a high-ranking mage."

"Oh?"

Long En aimed all of his dragon power at the spell scale, and the powerful dragon power made her tense.

Ron frightened the spellscale, turned his head and left, but the spellscale followed.

Ron turned impatiently and looked at the spellscale, "Why are you still following me? What exactly do you want?"

Unexpectedly, the magic scale stuck its neck and boldly shouted at Ron: "You are so handsome! I fell in love with you at first sight! I want to woo you!"

Ron: "?"

　Because of the graduation project, I went to bed at two o’clock, started at 06:30, went to school for a whole day, and came back from 07:30 to write more than 3000 words until now. I couldn’t stand it anymore. My eyelids kept fighting. Today I’m posting it in one chapter. I’m sorry for the big guys who voted. I kowtow to you. I won’t ask for votes today. I’ll take a shower and go to sleep.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)