Mages Are Too OP

What does your low fertility rate have to do with my floating city?

Roland looked at them in bewilderment.

Seeing his appearance, Minke stroked his white beard and explained: "Every dragon clan needs special substances to give birth to offspring. For example, the golden dragon needs to absorb a certain amount of ebony stone, and the brass dragon needs to eat soil frequently. Wait. If our Silver Dragons want to have offspring, the female body must have a special substance, which is only found in the carapace and flesh of the Astral Zerg."

Special chitin? Roland understood somewhat.

But he still had doubts: "Then why don't you silver dragons go hunting for some Astral Zerg?"

A few old dragons smiled bitterly, and Minke continued: "The star world is too high, and we generally can't fly up. Even if we master anti-gravity magic, we can't fly up."

"Then how did you have offspring before?" Roland asked curiously.

The old patriarch Minke said: "We didn't have to fly up before, the bugs in the astral world would fly down from time to time and then be preyed on by us."

"It seems that there are indeed no insects coming down now."

Roland nodded. He has collected quite a few books in the game world, and has read a lot.

Many books have mentioned that hundreds of years ago, strange bugs would indeed descend from the stars and bring disaster to the human world.

At that time, the silver dragon was always active.

"No insects have fallen from the starry sky for more than two hundred years now." Minke said helplessly: "This is because the human order god system has wrapped the entire main plane with divine power, not only the insects can't get down, but even the evil gods. It is difficult to break through the barrier layer they set up. I have to say that the current god of order is the strongest in history."

Oh... Roland understands.

Perhaps in the view of the gods of order, the dragons are also bugs, extra-large, intelligent reptile creatures.

It's not so much that they can't fly to the insect world, it's better to say that they can't break through the enchantment layer.

And...there are also racial differences between the gods.

Most of the gods in this world are born from the will and collective consciousness of human beings. The order is the good side of human beings, the evil is the negative emotions of human beings, and the middle is the elemental gods of some worlds, or actually The god of neutral races.

For example, the water god is an elemental neutral god.

Dwarf gods, forest elves goddesses, etc. are racially neutral gods.

Including, of course... Metal Dragon God, Bahamut.

Metal dragons are indeed order races, but the problem is... the human order gods are preventing them.

After all, dragons are alien creatures, and their individual strength is too strong.

Having said that, Roland already understood why the Silver Dragon Clan wanted to move their entire clan to their own floating city.

Because the floating city can fly directly to the star realm.

Even if there is an enchantment, with the terrifying magical energy of the floating city, let alone drilling a hole in the enchantment, as long as the method is appropriate, it is possible to break the space barrier.

Roland thought for a while, drank the sprinkled water in his wine glass in one gulp, and then waved his hand, and there was a golden liquid in the glass.

Astragalus Oil.

"Let's see if this thing can supplement your nutrition?"

In fact, when they saw the juice, the five humanoid dragons had already moved their index fingers.

But they all held back and did not move.

In the end, Minke said, "Voty, try it."

Volti nodded, held the cup gracefully with both hands, and then lifted her head to drink it up. After a while, her eyes lit up and she said, "Grandpa, it works!"

"It really is insect oil." Minke's eyes flashed with excitement: "It's just too little... Our size is too big and we need a lot. Your Excellency, this is a kind of summoning magic, right? The spell models are sold to us."

Roland shook his head.

Jilong's face was a little anxious, Minke's expression was even more anxious, and he was about to speak.

Roland stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, and then said: "It seems that you haven't walked around the human world for a long time. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but this spell, I have sacrificed to the goddess of magic Misra. If you want to learn, just exchange your faith with her."

Faith!

Several old silver dragons seemed hesitant.

Bahamut Dragon God is a good god, and he doesn't mind if he believes in multi-believers, as long as he believes in not evil gods and demon gods.

But... Metal dragons are all devout followers of the Dragon God. If they believe in a human god, will it affect their reputation among the dragons?

That's something they have to consider too.

Seeing their confused expressions, Roland was not in a hurry to persecute.

It's good that this happens, but it doesn't matter if it doesn't.

Misra's demands on believers are not so urgent now.

Because of the full spread of the teleportation array, more and more people are willing to believe in her.

Now in her kingdom of God, the souls of other believers can be vaguely seen on other pillars.

For her, everything is looking good.

"We will consider this matter slowly. The most important thing now is to clean up the dust for Your Excellency Roland. Come on, have a drink."

Minke seems to understand some of the rules of human drinking table, and his speech is particularly down-to-earth.

After drinking wine with these old dragons for three hours, when the banquet was about to end, Roland asked, "Patriarch Minke, I have a question, which may be harsh. I hope you don't get angry."

"Just ask."

Roland paused for a while, and then asked: "I heard that your dragon clan has a public cemetery, and there are a lot of keels in it. Can you let outsiders take some of these keels?"

"Sorry, no!" Minke shook his head.

"That can't be helped." This answer was within Roland's expectations. Under normal circumstances, no one would want the remains of their ancestors to be desecrated by outsiders: "Then, Patriarch Minke, can you tell me, the five-colored dragon Where are the keels usually hidden?"

"Do you want to strengthen the floating city with keel?" Minke asked.

Roland admitted it generously.

Minke thought about it for a while and said, "The five-colored evil dragons are not as united as we are. The place of their death is generally not told to the clansmen, but there are traces to be found."

"Can you tell me then?" Roland asked.

Minke thought for a while and said: "If you want to build and strengthen the floating city with keel, the best way is to find black dragons...their bones are the hardest. Generally speaking, like green dragons, they are used to staying in swamps. in the forest, or near the waters of the forest. Where they die, these are the places. It is hard to tell on the ground, but from the air, it is quite easy to find... The place where the dragons died, the woods and the creatures, will be more prosperous than nearby."

Oh, the whale fall phenomenon.

Roland understood.

"Looks like Your Excellency understands." Min Ke thought for a while, then said: "Then let's not talk about so many chores, let's drink. If Your Excellency is willing, you can take any of these women back to rest, as long as you don't hurt them. ."

A group of silver-haired beauties of the dragon race glared at Roland.

Roland was unmoved.

After drinking so much that his stomach was about to explode, Roland left the cave and teleported back to his floating city.

As a legendary powerhouse, Roland will naturally not be affected by such a little alcohol.

He stood in the floating city and thought about his future policy for a while, and then he planned to find the tomb of the five-color evil dragon... The metal dragon is a dragon of order, and he always felt bad about digging their ancestral graves.

The five-color evil dragon is different.

Fighting evil is done regardless of means.

To take away their keels and build a stronger floating city is to fight evil.

In the cave just now, Minke said: "Although the magic goddess can get the method of summoning insect oil, this is only a backup method, no matter what, we must have our own stable method to obtain star insects. . Roland must not let go. We must find someone and have enough friendship with him. If something goes wrong in the future, we can have another choice. "

Everyone nodded.

At this time, Minke looked at Volti next to him: "Since you and Roland are on the line, and the relationship seems to be good, then you can follow him."

"Become his mount dragon?" Volti's face turned a little red: "How do the other four clans explain? They know that our silver dragon clan's face is not good. After all, we are not the faceless and skinless of the five-color dragon. idiot."

Minke snorted: "We have long been a joke, no new baby dragons have been born for more than 200 years. And for more than 200 years, they said they would help us find a way to solve the problem of not being able to produce offspring, just saying If you don't practice, your lip service is not real, and you can drag it on. When your generation is old, the silver dragon will never end in the future? I will never allow this to happen, so they laugh as they like, can they still drive us out Can't the dragon race?"

"I'm afraid Roland doesn't like me very much." Volti was a little worried: "He didn't look at me at all just now."

"That's the time to show your femininity and make your body better." Minke encouraged: "Besides, even if femininity isn't enough to impress him, you can impress him with your own strength. Generally speaking, no one No one can refuse to become a dragon knight!"

Volti thought for a while, then nodded.

At this time, Minke's expression changed: "Hey, the floating city has started, you go quickly."

Oh!

Volti quickly went out of the cave, and turned into a ball of silver light while running, and then a huge, streamlined silver dragon rushed out of the light, and flew quickly by running, chasing the floating city in the sky. And go.

Then Minke's face became extremely serious: "Ring the star crystal bell on the top of the snow peak, and everyone gathers for a meeting. We have to decide whether to believe in one more god."

Roland is flying the floating city to the Kingdom of France. He intends to pick up those masters of architecture and sculpture and inherit the great cause of the construction of the floating city.

But after flying for a while, I saw a familiar silver dragon hovering outside the floating city.

He temporarily turned off the barrier, and the silver dragon fell, turning into a beautiful female elf.

Wearing a white robe transformed from dragon scales, Vorti twisted his waist and walked in front of Roland, smiling: "Don't wait for me."

"I thought you were going to stay here..."

"Without me leading the way, how do you know where the five-color dragon's territory is?"

It is!

Then she walked to Roland, stood beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you mind if you have an extra dragon mount, the kind you can ride at night."

Roland coughed violently.

It has to be said that after a man has strength, it is very easy to find a spouse.

In other words, they will find it on their own.

When you have no money or ability, it is even more difficult to find a goddess you like.

And then the rich and powerful, most don't want to waste too much time on women...it just prevents them from having more.

Because...they are tired of these things.

Like Roland... If you need strength and strength, you need real estate and real estate, or real estate that can fly. Even if he doesn't have a handsome face, he is still full of charm.

No wonder Volty was willing to contract into a mounted dragon.

When Roland coughed too much, Volty smiled and said, "Don't be so exaggerated, I'm just asking you. If you don't want to, I won't leave. We can become friends and get along like friends without any problem."

It's strange for Roland to believe this.

When he was in his first love in college, he said the same thing: I just want to be a friend with you, I really have no other thoughts.

Three months later, he took his first love to open a house.

Heh... I've used this method before.

Roland muttered in his heart.

Under the guidance of Volty, the floating city crossed the ocean and came to the south of the Western Continent.

Compared with the desert wilderness to the north, the southern part of the western continent is refreshingly green.

Above the endless green forest, Roland quickly locked onto a dark forest.

This forest is not only darker in color than the surrounding area, but the trees are generally much taller than the surrounding area.

Volty was next to Roland and pointed there: "If there is no accident, there should be a five-colored dragon that just came of age."

Her body is fragrant and soft.

Roland hadn't made out with Andonara for several days, and it was a little uncomfortable to be so next to Volti.

Then he pulled away slightly.

"How do you know it's a newly grown dragon?"

"Because that strange forest is not big or small, that is, the body shape before and after adulthood."

I see.

Roland drove past the floating city and stopped above the woods.

Then Roland looked down and giggled.

It was only because he got close to him that he discovered that in the woods under his feet, there were two very powerful magical energy reactions.

Then Volti sensed it too.

Just half a beat slower.

"This magic power fluctuates, the...white among the five-color dragons!" Volti's eyes froze: "And it's still two ends, what are they going to do in this place?"

Roland did not rush down, but threw a large number of colorless and transparent small magic spiders.

Watching the spiders disappear below, Volty felt some scalp tingling.

She vaguely knew the role of these little things.

What made her even more helpless was that as soon as these little spiders left Roland's hand, they could hardly be perceived by outsiders.

What a powerful reconnaissance tool.

Is this the essence of a man who can make a floating city?

A large number of magic spiders soon fell into the woods.

Then countless pictures passed into Roland's consciousness.

Then Roland discovered that in the woods, there were two strong men with horns on their foreheads, kneeling in front of a black altar, muttering something.

And on the sacrificial altar, there was a mess of meat pieces with no discernible shape.

It seems like a sacrifice?