Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Um?

Hill blinked.

A red ring appeared on the ground... Hill still knew that there must be blood at the entrance to the River Styx, but what was this?

He lowered his head and looked at the strange creature that suddenly jumped out of nowhere: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The creature that looked like a rabbit wearing plate armor raised its head angrily: "Can't you see?"

The metallic black scales with silver glitter look like a three-petal mouth, but in fact it should be quite sharp... It's just that the small mouth has been reduced to look like a rabbit's mouth, and the flat head, and a bit like Even the shark fins and carapace made Hill think it was an iron dragon.

But because of that abrupt and weird miniaturization... he really looks a bit like a rabbit from a cartoon.

Hill didn't know what to say.

Although he had long known that some ferrous dragons would survive near the Styx, there were really very few iron dragons who preferred iron ore.

After all, among the iron dragons, those who are more evil are the regular visitors to the Styx.

Although their main purpose of living in the River Styx is to avoid Tiamat.

"Probably... I've never seen such a small iron dragon, nor such a special rabbit?" Hill said lightly.

"Hmph~" Little Iron Dragon turned to Gilbert and bared his big teeth. A blood-red soul crystal shone brightly on the tip of his teeth, and a few cone-shaped sparks seemed to fly out of his throat, " That means I can’t beat you…”

Hill smiled slightly and watched silently as Gilbert's soul was pulled out, roughly stuffed into the crystal, and then thrown directly into the entrance of the River Styx, which was about to disappear.

The blood-red halo, only as big as a fist, has become looming.

"Aren't you leaving?" Hill asked curiously.

"Since you are here, I don't have to leave." Tie Long's voice was obviously unhappy, "Styx also knows who can cause trouble the most."

"Why did you agree if you were so unwilling?" Hill continued to ask.

"Huh?" The rabbit-like iron dragon rolled its red eyes, "What do you think? My treasure house was flooded by the River Styx... That thing can suddenly change course!

To deceive me into working, you are so vicious! "

Hill suddenly realized: "You lived here originally..."

He laughed softly: "For the sake of purity, you actually live near the section of the Styx controlled by the devil. I really admire you."

Tie Long, who had never thought of saying his name, looked at Hill with a strange look: "You annoying little brat, even in this kind of world, the natural will will be suppressed, and you can still...

Forget it, I won’t tell you, I’m going to find a suitable place to sleep and wait for you to complete your great work.

Styx will be grateful for your contribution.

As for the reward... you will know when the River Styx flows through Trasil. "

Then he blended lightly into the ground and slowly disappeared.

It seemed that the iron dragon's talent was used to fuse the steel, but Hill still felt a bit of the hot breath of hell.

This is a red dragon pretending to be an iron dragon.

Even if Hill would be deceived without the reminder of his natural consciousness, he would not misjudge the opponent's camp.

Unless there is no grass growing in this world, there is not even soil and air.

As long as there is something related to nature, he will not be misled.

It's understandable that the red dragon chooses to impersonate the iron dragon...these two are an absolute feud: the red dragon thinks the iron dragon is a pathetic intruder, while the iron dragon feels that the red dragon has ruined the reputation of dragon creatures.

Once the Dragon Clan determines their racial hatred, it will always flow in their blood.

But Hill could only think of one red dragon that would choose to hide near the world where Asmodeus was secretly doing things, and would not worry about being directly killed by the Lord of Hell if he was discovered.

And the nonsense he said about "taking over as the commander of the Styx because the nest was flooded" made even the natural consciousness of this world, which has been silent, couldn't help but laugh.

Styx never plays the trick of forcing love.

He only cooperates with willing people.

So, this is a dragon egg, has it really hatched? And it’s very suitable for survival in the Styx, right?

Hill really didn't expect that what he heard in Toril was still false news!

How many backup plans has this guy prepared for his child?

etc!

Hill suddenly realized something. If the dragon egg was definitely a male dragon, how could he be so well prepared?

Bahamut, isn't that an accident?

It's not like he hasn't heard that young dragons can communicate with the outside world when they are in the dragon egg. So...have the father and daughter been prepared for the gender switch?

However, the red dragon was indeed quite shocked at the time, and Hill was certain of this.

Hill pursed his lips. In other words, the red dragon actually knew that the gender of his egg might be fluid, but the chance was not that high.

But Bahamut's final blow turned the chance of only one in ten thousand into ten thousand.

But this red dragon really cherishes his child, and has prepared so many backup plans just in case.

Hill puffed his lips. He had vaguely heard about Tiamat's past: the five-color dragon queen was very angry for a while because Asmodeus removed her title of lord of the first level of hell.

And she really couldn't fight against the Lord of Hell, so she could only choose to indulge in a life of meat and wine.

And Tiamat has never liked spending money on her own, so she can't bear to spend money like wine and meat after playing for a while.

She chose some... well, five-color dragons who were in their prime and had just become Taikoo dragons, and gave them the opportunity to become her lovers, but they needed to provide her with a large tribute.

Five-color dragons have the concept of beasts in their hearts, especially the males.

They always hope that the strongest female will give birth to the best offspring for them.

Therefore, most of the five-color male dragons that met the standard went.

Tiamat was given full flesh and blood.

However, no dragon eggs were laid for any of the dragons that took the bait.

What annoyed the dragon most was that Tiamat lost interest in male dragons for a while after having too much fun during those thousand years, and preferred to turn into an elf to seduce humanoid creatures.

It would not lay eggs for any dragon for tens of thousands of years, even if these five-colored dragons lost the right to mate with other female dragons because they became the lovers of the dragon queen... Tiamat was very cruel, and she was taken into her dragon palace. The male dragon is no different from being locked.

Unless there is a female dragon willing to play a once-in-a-lifetime game, there is no chance.

Therefore, the five-color dragons during that period were really full of complaints.

Tiamat's approach not only deceived those ancient dragons, but also caused faults in the five-color dragons... Because of style issues, dragon species such as red dragons and black dragons that have many enemies do not dare to fight in the adult stage. Have children.

No matter what, breeding offspring is a risk. It will not only reduce strength and distract energy, but also make efforts to find more food.

After Tiamat had enough fun and realized what had happened, she was no longer able to give birth as freely as she had in the past because of her soaring strength.

The strength gap between her strongest partner dragons and her has also become very large. If she wants to have children, Tiamat must expend a lot of divine power and resources.

How could the five-color dragon queen do it if she didn't even want to pay for a copper plate?

Then it became what it is now... Every five-color dragon who wanted Tiamat to give birth to a child for him had to prepare for a painful mating ceremony.

For the five-color dragon, that is indeed the most painful thing.

After all, Tiamat could tell if he was giving it his all.

Therefore, no one would be surprised when the red dragon acted so crazy in that world. Hill was just surprised that he could succeed.

Tiamat did say that he could have more children, but she never mentioned whether they would be free.

How could this unlucky red dragon afford the second price?

But Hill actually wanted to know what camp the little female dragon that was poured by the spring water belonged to?

When Shar, Selûne and Lansander were talking about this matter, they also speculated that she might turn to absolute neutrality.

If it is true, then this little dragon who grew up in the breath of Styx will eventually become one of the spokespersons of Styx, right?

Um?

Hill couldn't help but walked to the window and took a look outside...the barren land without a trace of green.

He suddenly laughed and turned around to look: "You don't count, you have no luck at all."

Hill waved his hand, and a little white flame fell on Gilbert. The mage whose soul had left and those things he liked slowly burned out.

Then Hilbert was the only one left in the world.

A stream of light quickly flashed from Russell's room, and Hill's elusive figure finally became real.

He picked up the silver-blue diamond in his hand, used black silk thread... pressed with psychic steel and burning iron... and wrapped it around little by little, finally becoming a two-finger-wide hairband, and then stretched out his hand to tie it. forehead.

The position of the diamond is just behind the ear, like a knot.

Hill glanced at the original position of Gilbert's recliner and continued to wave his hand... The exact same exquisite stone table and iron recliner appeared there again, without even the slightest wear and tear.