Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 286: Falling Cup as a Number
Lyon only knew where the Verdant Corridor was from the map.

Northeast of Watch Harbor is a vast forest adjacent to the Talia Alliance, which may cover an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, an area equivalent to half a province on Earth.

With such a large area, even if Leon flew to a height of thousands or tens of thousands of meters to have a bird's eye view of the earth, unless Slancus saw him and took the initiative to fly into the sky, even if the opponent's nest was not carefully hidden, but a palace was built and placed outside, it would not be easy to find the nest.

Now with Hinton leading the way, the green dragon's territory was next to the Emerald Corridor, and it was undoubtedly very familiar with the situation in the Emerald Corridor. Lyon easily found Slankus's lair.

The nest was quite large, perhaps covering an area as large as several small towns. It was surrounded by towering trees and dense vines, as if it had grown naturally from the forest.

Lyon followed Hinton and landed in front of a towering ancient tree that was nearly one hundred to two hundred meters tall and located in the center of the nest.

At first glance, the trunk of the towering ancient tree with a diameter of several dozen meters was hollowed out and transformed into a hall, which was undoubtedly the place where the Slankus people lived and worked.

The lush tree canopy covers an area of ​​several hundred meters, entangled and twisted to form a magnificent semi-elliptical building with a high dome, which is large enough for a dragon to lie comfortably on it. Several observation decks can overlook the forest, observe the territory, and monitor any potential threats. It must be the place where Slankus's dragon form rests every day.

A closer look revealed that the bark of the tree was covered with sticky dark green resin, emitting a sweet and rotten aroma. The ground where the tree's roots had penetrated was oozing muddy green water, causing the plants growing around it to mutate into thorny tentacles or carnivorous flowers.

"This banyan tree was once a holy place for the wood elves. After being occupied by Slankus, it was twisted and transformed into its current appearance," Hinton introduced.

"This thing looks really good." Leon looked around. The aerial roots of the banyan tree hung down to the ground like a giant python, and intertwined into a web in the air, forming a natural aerial corridor and trap. Because of the human soul, he was a little greedy for that big tree and fantasized about moving it to a volcanic island...

I wonder if Cecilia has the ability to grow such a big tree. Considering that the other party is now content to dig a hole under the tree and build a nest next to the roots, it may be a bit difficult.

"Who are you?" Two half-green dragon guards, several meters tall, held up their spears, unafraid of the red and green dragons. "Don't you know that this is Lord Slankus's residence?"

Leon looked at the two half-green dragon guards, thinking that half-dragons belonged to a template that could be applied to beasts, humanoids, giants, or monsters.

When a creature becomes half-dragon, it retains all of its original information but gains blindsight and darkvision, a damage resistance determined by scale color, dragon language, and a breath weapon.

Leon came here to cause trouble. He didn't mind slapping his master in the face by beating the dog. He flapped his wings and stood up. He was more than ten meters tall. He knocked a half-green dragon guard away with one claw and said, "I hate it most when someone points a weapon at me."

"Alarm, enemy attack." The half-green dragon guard who fell to the ground shouted, "Blow the horn."

Another half-green dragon guard took out a huge horn and just put it to his lips to blow it, when countless vines and brightly blooming flowers appeared on the horn, preventing the half-green dragon guard from blowing the horn.

"That is Lord Slankus's guest. You have offended him. Why don't you leave immediately?" An elven druid came out. It was obvious that the small spell that stopped the half-green dragon guard from blowing the horn was cast by him.

"That's the elven druid that Lord Srankus corrupted," Hinton said.

The Elf Druid turned into a bird and landed in front of Leon, then regained his human form and saluted, saying, "I am the steward of Lord Slankus. Lord Slankus asked me to wait for the two distinguished guests here. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

Leon snorted and said, "Pretentious. Who the hell does he think he is? He wants me to see him. You let him come out to see me, otherwise I will burn this place to ashes."

As soon as Leon finished speaking, the air became tense in an instant, until a man walked out of the hollow tree trunk.

The man had a sharp-edged face of a middle-aged noble, with fine green scales at the end of his eyes, and his pupils were turbid dark green. He wore a dark green velvet robe and a dead leaf-shaped obsidian brooch on his collar. He said, "Sir Leon, seeing is worse than hearing."

His voice was as deep as a dark river in the forest, and every sentence ended with a slight hiss, like a snake.

"Are you Slancus?" Leon asked.

"As you can see." Every move of Slankus was impeccable.

"You know why I'm here, right?" Lyon was too lazy to be polite.

"I'd like to hear more about it." Slancus said. "Submit or die." Leon stared at Slancus, "Choose one."

"I know about death. It means both sides gather their men and fight each other, right?" Slankus said.

"I heard that Lord Leon is very powerful, and even a mature red dragon is no match for him. A dragon plundered the pirates' Moon Bay and demolished a pyramid from an ancient fallen empire. There are many antiques from the ancient fallen empire on the market in the Talia Alliance, and they must have come from Watch Harbor..."

"If three red dragons, one blue dragon, one green dragon, and one bronze dragon attack me together, I admit that I am no match for them." Slankus continued, "If that is the case, I am happy to surrender."

"I'm sure Your Majesty would be very happy to see a powerful dragon lord and a dragon kingdom rise up to spread terror and influence on His behalf in the material plane." Slankus smiled.

"I heard that you are her priest? You are willing to submit to me. Are you planning to preach for her?" Leon bared his teeth. "I tell you, I have no interest in spreading terror and influence on her behalf in the material plane."

"A lost child will return to his mother's arms one day, right?" said Slankus.

Leon frowned and said impatiently: "Don't say those nonsense anymore. I just want to ask you, do you choose to surrender or die?"

"I choose to surrender." Slankus said, "But I want to know, if I choose to surrender, what treatment can I get?"

"What do you mean?" Leon felt a headache.

"I have prepared a banquet. Let's talk slowly while we eat." Slancus invited, "What do you think, Lord Leon?"

Leon thought about it. He was used to discussing things at the dinner table, so he said, "Okay."

Slankus gave the elven druid a look, and the latter immediately understood and retreated, then asked Leon to leave.

Lyon turned into a human form, turned around and saw Hinton also turned into a human form, a young and feminine man, who went to a pavilion hidden in the shade of trees, where he saw that wine, meat, snacks and fine wine had already been prepared.

Sit down.

"I am willing to submit to Leon."

"I just want to know, how does Lord Leon want me to submit?"

Silancus tasted the wine and said, "Do you want my territory, Lord Lyon? Or do you want me to continue to rule and just pay you a tax every month... How many gold coins do you want for tax? Can you use supplies instead? How do you plan to deal with my army, Lord Lyon?"

Slancus continued, "If we have to hand over all the territory, who will Lord Leon send to rule here? Apart from the green dragon, the red dragon, blue dragon or bronze dragon may not be able to rule here well. Then, how will Lord Leon arrange me, the legion commander or the tribune?"

Slankus asked more than a dozen questions in one breath.

“I need to think about it.” Leon was a little annoyed and didn’t bring Cecilia over. “Or do you have any ideas?”

"My idea..." Slancus took a sip of wine, "I heard that Lady Angelista is Lord Lyon's mother... Lord Lyon is so charming, I'm sure she still has her charm. Why don't I marry her and Lord Lyon become my son, and then he can rule my territory naturally."

Hearing this, Leon’s expression darkened and he said, “I think you want to die.”

"I think you want to die. How dare a dragon run into my territory and act wildly." Srankus roared, finally stopping pretending and revealing his true face.

Yes, green dragons are eloquent and sophisticated when manipulating other creatures, but they appear ostentatious and rude among their own kind.

"You are about to die." Slankus turned the wine glass, his expression changed, and he threw it to the ground.

(End of this chapter)