Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 566: We are professional

A few days later.

Bagst, who is quite talented in foodies, has mastered multiple dishes and skilled cooking skills under the guidance of recipes and famous teachers.

The rich breakfast was placed on the tablecloth, and Bagst occupied a huge corner by himself. He ate seven flying dragons cooked by himself. He burped with unfulfilled feelings, got up and untied his apron, packed up the camp, and then opened the way forward with a wide-blade sword.

As a black dog skilled in fighting and fighting, Bagst is not only able to eat, but also has a burly and plump figure to an exaggerated level.

Both arms are twice as thick as Bawanxi's thighs, and the two front armors are larger than Bawanxi's head, and they are more than 2.5 meters tall. Combined with a fully enclosed heavy armor and a fairy sword comparable to the door panel, it is like an invincible human-shaped tank.

A large number of dragon-like monsters, including the earth dragon, bipedal dragon, and ceratops along the way, were roughly dismembered under Bagst's hot and brisk sword light.

  The large stream of blood splattered, and a little bit of charming scarlet fell on Bagst's face and eyes.

But this familiar battlefield and familiar smell did not arouse the madness in Bagst's body, and she replaced it with some wonderful desire.

“Gurl~~”

Bagst's throat unconsciously wriggled, his pink tongue rolled over a wisp of dragon blood at the corner of his lips, and his eyes shone.

The earthy smell is not very earthy and has a rich sense of layering. It should look very chewy and high-quality!

The giant sword as wide as a door panel swung forward, and a ground dragon that had not yet died was quickly disintegrated. A beating heart was then taken out by Bagst, who rushed forward and put it in the magic circle while it was hot.

However, it is not enough to have only one dish for supper.

Bagst turned his head and looked at the monsters of various sub-dragons that kept rushing out, and licked his tongue excitedly, and in a more fierce posture, he rushed towards these high-quality ingredients waiting to be developed for various purposes.

For a moment, limbs flew everywhere on the scene and blood splashed everywhere, making people feel like they had entered a large slaughterhouse.

"Bagster, you stinky dog, so rude! Be careful, the new shoes and clothes I just got!"

Ba Wanxi, who was affected, cursed with a dark face, lifted up the corner of her skirt, walked like a cat, and dodged left and right in the falling corpses and blood like raindrops, for fear that the surrounding dirty environment and random attacks of her comrades would defile the artwork she had been busy with for several days and nights before she worked hard.

It seems that Bawanxi, who took the initiative to avoid the war, was not strong enough and did not seek any advantage in front of the human-shaped tank Bagst, rushed towards Bawanxi on the other side.

“A bunch of idiots!”

Bawanxi pursed his lips and sneered. The long whip of thorns in his hand turned into blood and squirmed, gathering into an exquisite silver-gray cone hammer between his fingers and palms. The center of the hammer was inlaid with a blood-colored red heart-shaped gem.

As Bawanxi lifted the hammer lightly and put it down lightly. The blood that was stained around turned into a vortex and sucked into the center. The dragon beasts that were charging forward were dragged in, turning into blood mist in the bursts of broken bones and flesh.

The crystal white little hand moved forward, and several **** of impurities were removed, and the golden dragon blood automatically flowed into the sheepskin water bag on Bawanxi's hand.

Soon the water bag was filled, and Bawanxi threw it behind her back, raised her smooth chin and asked proudly:

"How about it?"

"Elegant! Very elegant!"

Luo En clapped and exclaimed in his arms.

After receiving the response, Bawanxi was very happy:

"Then what you promised me?"

"Okay, I'll teach you how to make wine with these things when you look back."

While agreeing, Luo En put the sheepskin water bag filled with dragon blood into the magic circle.

Although I don’t know how so many sub-dragon monsters were bred, the dragon blood on them is a real good thing. They can not only be used to cook and make wine, but also to draw magic circles and scrolls.

Anyway, who has no raw material loss in brewing wine? How much share is deducted, isn’t it the expert who has the final say?

Thinking of this, Loren looked at Bawanxi, who was working harder to juic the dragon beasts ahead, and his smile on his face became brighter and sincere.

What a good boy (Palu).

Morgan was amazed at the two fairy knights who were completely different from each other on the battlefield:

"In just a few days, Bagst and Bawanxi have controlled their madness and have completely changed. You are the best teacher I have ever met!"

Not so.

Luo En was a little embarrassed to be touted and muttered in his heart.

That is to let the dog demon who likes to swallow his opponents raw, learn to add seasonings and cook, and use knife and fork and meal plate;

Let the vampire who likes to cut his opponent's throat and drink blood, learn to make wine and use cups...

Suddenly, Loren seemed to have thought of something and looked up at Bagst and Bavansi who were rushing ahead.

A dog demon who can make opponents into vegetables, a vampire who can make wine and use cups?

Wait, isn’t this the upgraded werewolf and vampire!

In later movies, Lorne was suddenly confused about the werewolf and vampires who spoke London-like, suits and ties, and used civilized methods to eat people and kill people.

So, is the old London cannibal aristocratic style passed down on this land? Especially among fantasy creatures?

However, this also proves that his thinking is correct.

The way to keep the fairies rational is to let them learn human nature and civilization, discipline themselves in a more concealed and elegant way, and suppress their beastly nature.

Praise mankind and praise civilization!

Lorne secretly teased, and followed the footsteps of Bavansi and Bagster's two high-quality Paru together with Morgan and Vivian, and continued to advance towards the fog area ahead.

After walking a hundred miles in a row, my eyes suddenly became clear.

“What a big lake!”

Bagst stopped and looked at the misty water light under the thick white fog ahead, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

However, when Bawanxi next to him waved his hand to inspire the magic power to dispel the fog in front of him, he couldn't help but cover his nose and looked disgusted.

"What? It's so disgusting!"

When everyone heard this, they walked up to check and found that there were vague and wriggling pieces of meat floating in the swamp that was a hundred miles apart.

  The things of different sizes absorb the magic power free from the air and lakes in the ups and downs of their heartbeats, and then they split and proliferate, and their volume continues to expand. Finally, at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually forming flesh and blood tissue similar to embryos.

"Roar!!"

Just as everyone was about to get closer to observe, a harsh roar came, and several purple-red embryos that had expanded to several meters shook violently.

"Puff~~"                                         

After the soft wing membrane stretched several times, the new monster quickly evaporated the water on the body surface, and the bones and scales also hardened.

For a moment, several juvenile dragon beasts with a length of several meters rushed out of the swamp, opened their eyelids, and acted as predators' vertical pupils to lock in a few humanoid creatures on the shore that broke into their territory.

 Puff puff puff puff!

However, before these monsters approached, the magic spear, the blood-lighted thorns, and the swinged fairy sword plowed across the lake alternately, and instantly sent these dragon beasts that had just come out to see the sun.

"Now, I probably know how these mixed-blooded dragon species came from."

Luo En murmured, his eyes swept across the strange pieces of meat that were almost covered with maggots.

Vivian squatted down and poked a piece of meat squirming and proliferating on the shore. After satisfying her curiosity, she asked everyone with a smile:

"Bak them or stir-fry them? I can't eat so much."

Morgan gave this sister a blank look and snorted coldly:

"Dispose it all! We have never seen a living creature except these sub-dragon species. The ecology here has been destroyed by them. If it continues, it will turn into a major disaster. Once so many dragon beasts prey on the surrounding areas and fly out of this forest, Orkney outside, and even the entire northern border, and the entire Britain will become their hunting grounds!"

Without further ado, Morgan, who was thunderous and decisive, chanted the divine words directly, summoned a spear woven by magic, bombarded the wriggling pieces of meat on the water, and cleaned them one by one.

As the thick fog mixed with rotten and **** smell gradually dissipated by the airflow stimulated by magic, the whole picture of the water gradually appeared in front of everyone.

“What is that!”

Habertlot, who was standing beside him, exclaimed, his body tensed unconsciously, and his hair stood up.

Similarly, the two fairy knights, Bavansi and Bagst, couldn't help but put on alert and grind their teeth at the lake in front of them. Just like a hyena encounters a lion on the grassland, it is invisibly aroused instinctive fear.

-Long Wei!

Morgan, Vivian and Lorne looked at each other and looked towards the lake at the same time.

I saw a huge figure with a lizard-like skull with ferocious bone spurs that were nearly two thousand meters long, and was filled with lizard-like skulls.

Under a brief gaze, some indescribable power burst out from this huge skeleton, hitting the depths of the soul of the waiter, making people unable to help but want to lower their heads and worship them.

The three of them stirred up divinity and power at the same time, erasing this spiritual interference and continuing to check.

To be precise, this is a semi-corrosive keel.

Two-thirds of the bones are exposed, while in some other parts, one-third of the flesh and blood are stuck to the bones.

Not only that, the flesh and blood clumps were peeled off from the dragon's skeleton bit by bit under the soaking of the lake, floating towards various areas of the swamp like sprinkled fish roe.

So that's the case!

Everyone suddenly realized.

The deteriorated dragon species in the forest are mostly caused by the flesh and blood peeled off from the bones.

only…

What kind of monster can have such surging vitality even after death, and use its rotten flesh and blood to derive a whole ecological group of dragon species.

"Albion Dragon! The holy beast of the Warner tribe actually fell here!"

Morgan looked at the pale dragon skeleton on the water and frowned tightly.

Absolutely guessed right! Only those Warner tribes who master the laws of life and are proficient in Syd witchcraft can cultivate such monsters that can influence the surrounding environment with their powerful creative abilities even after death.

At this time, Luo En couldn't help but feel sank.

Sure enough, something went wrong!

The Albion Dragon, who should have guarded the Warner Gods Holy Land, has died for some reason.

According to the decomposition and decay rate of the corpse, it may not take a day or two.

This can also explain why the Warner Holy Land, which should have been hidden, solidified in the forests of the northern border and was noticed by a small textile fairy in Habertlot.

Because the divine beast responsible for protecting this spiritual tomb has fallen, and a large number of defense and concealment techniques are gradually ineffective.

I'm afraid this is why the Warner tribe failed to use this move and finally got trapped in Northern Europe and entered the end of Ragnarok with the Asa tribe.

But Albion...

Loren frowned, and two related memories emerged from his mind.

First, this is the ancient Greeks' name for the British Isles (now England, Scotland, Wales, etc.), which means "white land" or "white hills". This version can be traced back to the works of ancient historians Herodotus and Ptolemy.

Secondly, this is also a mysterious place in medieval folklore in European medieval folklore. It is considered the place where human beings originated and the birthplace of some magic and myths. This version can be traced back to medieval literary works, such as The Legend of King Arthur.

Albion...white land...

Albion Dragon...British...

-The White Dragon of Britain? !

Luo En's mind had a light of inspiration, and he raised his hand to find a pale scale from the floating minced meat. Various clues and information in his brain connected the complete veins.

In King Arthur's legend, King Arthur is called "The Red Dragon of Britain" or "Son of the Red Dragon". His body contains the power of a dragon species. He is a super warrior created and taught to adults by Meilin and the fairies of the lake. According to the prophecy, she will lead the Knights of the Round Table to turn the tide, establish a sacred Knight kingdom in the holy city of Camelo, and continue the mystery of Britain forever.

The fundamental purpose of King Arthur's cultivation was actually to defeat another "dragon" in the Kingdom of Britain, that is, the "Britain's White Dragon" - the humble king Futigen!

It was King Arthur's lifelong enemy, and its essence was the illusion born in the British Isles, representing the once will of the earth.

Combining reality, you can unearth another truth:

- The "Danu Gods" descended from the sky defeated the Warner Gods, who were indigenous people in the catastrophe. The Warner Gods crossed the ocean and went to Nordic Europe to recuperate on the new land.

- But they did not completely give up taking back their homeland, so the Bailong Futigen was born from the faith of these indigenous peoples and the will of Britain through a special secret method, and thus regarded the Danu tribe and King Arthur as nemesis that must be eliminated. So, this is the British "Battle between the Red Dragon and the White Dragon".

- In the end, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. After losing the support of the Warner Gods, coupled with the erosion and destruction of the will of the earth by many major catastrophes, the strength and life of the White Dragon have been decayed, and even to the point where he died early.

This is probably the whole of the grudge between the Warner Gods and the Danu Gods.

(This chapter ends)