Black Dragon Code

Garcia • Whisperwind has visited Blackwing’s Lair and surveyed the situation here. However, under the invitation and guidance of the Dragon King, he is still the first to take a different approach and carefully study the life of the Blackwing clan. once.

To be honest, she couldn't figure out why Lord Black Dragon did this?

Theoretically speaking, the number of subordinates, the distribution of clans, and the ecological status of a power are strictly closed secrets to the outside world. Even the allies will not easily disclose it. However, facing the leader of the Elf Forest, Caesar showed her so generously, and spoke out from time to time, introducing her in detail like a scene.

Does this mean you don’t plan to let yourself out alive again? This thought arose in Garcia's mind.

Caesar brought her out of Luna's garden, facing the morning light, through the tightly guarded, wyvern neighing canopy fortress, to the settlements of the various clans.

Although her life is gradually improving with the change of Lord Black Dragon’s attitude, she has not been released from captive status and controlled by others, so of course Garcia dare not say no to Lord Black Dragon. Under the gaze of a crowd of evil monsters, you can follow the big Black Dragon step by step and walk through the long jungle.

In the interval, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Dragon King Your Majesty, what do you need me to do?"

"You are too vigilant, Garcia, relax."

Caesar’s smile is very sincere: "I just want to talk to you. Please believe that I have no intentions against you. I have no interest in the Fairy Forest."

"Then when can I return--"

"I said, please take a good rest. I will send you back when the Fairy Forest asks me to pick up the queen."

Caesar interrupted her: "Unfortunately, up to now, no envoy from the Fairy Forest has come to the Blackwing Lair, speaking of which you may not believe it, but I would like to guarantee my life for this. "

This is the truth. Because of the fact that the so-called messenger can't get through because of the fact that Chen Bing of the Black Wing Nest is in the Western Border of the Fairy Forest, the so-called messengers can't get through at all, and after discovering this, those guys fell into a long and complicated discussion. In preparation, no one will step into Caesar's territory.

A hesitant expression appeared on Garcia's face, and she obviously didn't believe it.

But it’s okay. Caesar is unwilling to explain. Garcia believes or not, it is meaningless at this stage. They have just visited the ecology of the Rock Crow orcs and are ready to move on.

This time the road is farther, the farther you go north, the deeper you go into the dark realm behind the canopy fortress. Garcia didn't expect that the black winged nest's sphere of influence will cover such a wide range, this place is quiet Breathless and extinct, but looking at the appearance of Lord Black Dragon, it seems that there are clans belonging to the Black Wing Lair.

The terrain is getting more and more precarious, with twists and turns. Garcia walks with anxiety, and her itinerary is ups and downs. She subconsciously puts her right hand on her chest. Since changing into this costume, this has become her habit Action-this place is too remote, Luna is not there, she is a little worried.

Things did not develop as she thought. The distance was close, and a grotesque old oak tree happened to cover the entrance of the cave. Caesar took her around the pass, and then went on the next step, which suddenly opened up. , The wind hu hu agitated and lifted the young elf's long skirt backwards, and the ears were instantly filled with chattering noise, and the hot breath spread out.

The goblin cunning is timid, greedy and lazy, and is an uncontrollable inferior evil creature. She remembers what she said in the book, but here, the goblin Garcia sees is completely different from what she imagined. Seeing those short Little Brat with brown bodies and ragged clothes, they were working in order.

Below is a scene of in a frenzy, where countless goblins shuttle through it, some are smelting minerals and some are casting armor.

What surprised Garcia is that these goblins don't seem to be as smart as they are written in the book, because each of them seems to only do one thing, in a loop and repeat.

For example, the one she is looking at now, it is casting two iron pieces of a beast-shaped armor, but after this step is completed, it doesn’t seem to know what to do next. He ran to do the same thing for another pair of armor, which caused the goblin behind it to replace it and continue its unfinished work.

The same goes for that goblin. It seems that it can only do this thing. After finishing the quenching and beating, the goblin also slips away, and then the next quenching and beating is a vicious circle. , It can only be replaced by other goblins.

These goblins are really not smart, no wonder Aradia is far less famous than the dwarves.

Garcia thought secretly.

Caesar noticed her expression, but Black Dragon did not speak, just watched silently.

The Elf Queen is not stupid. She does not have the dull thinking and reaction of the longevity species, and her observation ability is much sharper than others. So after only a short wait, Garcia immediately realized the strangeness, her expression gradually changed Surprised, slowly opened his mouth.

She found that the efficiency of these goblins is faster than that of the dwarves when they cast armor, and it is not a little bit faster. Almost every time a new armor is born in the workshop.

Be aware that it is a task that can only be completed by a short man.

In the central city-states far away from the north, the graycastle dwarf casting craftsmanship there is outstanding in the world, but every day, only a dozen armors of that ethnic group come out. When the dwarves are in a bad mood, even one No deputy.

But here, in the workshop of Lord Black Dragon, with such efficiency, Garcia can't calculate how many armors the goblins can produce in one day, but the number is definitely far more than the graycastle dwarves.

Although the things they create are inferior products that have not been tailor-made and careless, but only by virtue of this quantity, it is surprising enough.

"Under the spur of the wolves, the Goblin Workshop can produce 60 armors per day. This is still due to the scarcity of iron ore in the Blackwing Lair and unable to support itself."

Until then, Black Dragon reported an accurate number, and then lowered her head and asked her: "How does it compare to the Fairy Forest?"

"Your workshop is amazing. "

Garcia's voice was astringent: "There is no way to cast iron in the Fairy Forest. We use the lance of corn and sharp bones as the arrow."

while speaking, she has already Unconsciously used the honorific name "you" for Caesar, which has never been seen before.

Today, the Blackwing Lair showed her its strength in all aspects, whether it is in strength, resources or action, it is comprehensively superior to the fairy forest, even the elves are proud of With a vast network and many friends, there is nothing worth mentioning in front of the Black Wing Lair. Lord Black Dragon is obviously also influential in Northern Kingdoms and possesses a lot of minions-there are many things in this place that seem to come from human hands.

After fully understanding this evil land, Garcia's last glimmer of illusion was also shattered. She clearly realized that compared with the Blackwing Lair, the Fairy Forest has no chance of winning.

"Oh? Really? I heard that there are a lot of mineral veins there. It's a pity that you can't use it."

Caesar sighed "compassionately", Then abruptly asked: "Do you know why I dare to break into the Fairy Forest by myself?"

Is this humiliating myself?

This answer is undoubtedly, let Garcia subconsciously think of this, or perhaps the Black Dragon Lord is showing off military force?

As a captive, she had to respond again, so she could only say: "Because you are very powerful."

"No, you read it wrong."

Caesar immediately shook his head, his tone affirmed: "Because you are too weak."

"As an evil dragon, I always suffer from various crusades, so I remember that when I was young, I have encountered a human army. They only have a thousand people. The strongest is just an archmage. But the battle strength shown by those humans is much stronger than the fairy forest."

"You are too behind, this is going to be beaten." He stared at Garcia and said something that she didn't understand.

"In ancient times, the Fairy Forest could indeed stand tall and independent, regardless of foreign objects, because at that time you were strong enough and had a powerful military force to deal with all possible threats, but now, you The power of descent is getting weaker and weaker, and your resistance is getting smaller and smaller."

"Times have changed, Garcia."

Caesar exclaimed, ""In the near future , The Blackwing Lair is bound to expand, and the Fairy Forest will become the source of good racial intelligence and the starting point for the righteous to attack the Blackwing Lair. I will never allow such a threat to exist, even if I really care about Luna’s feelings, But I am afraid this will not protect you. "

Caesar told a little lie. In fact, in his heart, Luna can of course keep the Fairy Forest, but this remark sounds very real to Garcia.

Because everyone knows , The five-color dragon will not give up his ambitions and interests for others.

This is the end of the story. Caesar does not intend to continue. This step is to give Garcia a sense of urgency and lead her to the Fairy Forest The desire to become stronger is enough, and desire is Myriad Evil Origin, which can destroy everything.

It just so happens that many goblins stopped at this time and found the Black Dragon lord and mention at the entrance of the cave. Ya Elves, these greedy and lustful guys all focused their attention on Garcia, who was dressed in bare clothes. Drool came down and even forgot to work. Only under the whip of the jackal could he come back to his senses and wailed and flee.

But as soon as the jackals left, they became forgetful again, until they felt Dragon's Might and finally felt fear and limp on the ground.

I have read all that I should watch, so as not to affect their casting work With the efficiency and progress of the workshop, Caesar turned around and left with Garcia.