The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 197 Dragon launches
Half a month later, as David had expected, the red-robed mage who regularly came to the Bedouin barbarian tribe to buy "old magic items, old components, and old ancient books" appeared out of thin air in the Analok Desert. The floating city was attracted, or to be more precise, it was sent by the Sel Red Robe Mage Association.

The movement caused by the arrival of the 'City of Shadows' was so great that it was directly detected by the red-robed mage club on the other side of the continent.

There is no doubt that this red robe who has been stationed on the edge of the Analok Desert for a long time is the closest.

So this red-robed man named Davo rushed over without even having time to purchase the remains of Nether, and was caught by David and the others without any suspense.

As a red-robed mage who is cautious by nature, he cannot easily put himself in unknown dangers. However, his existence has long been betrayed by the Bedouin barbarians who are eager to please their new master.

When David, the red dragon, captured him into the city and tied him to an 'anatomy table', Davo's heart collapsed.

It was as if he had gone back to his time as a red-robed apprentice and was randomly selected by his instructor as a lucky one, and then became the teaching and experimental props of this class.

But in the hands of a mentor, as long as you are smart enough and are deemed worthy of being trained by the mentor, at least it will not be so easy to die on the spot.

But now, he has fallen into the hands of a group of notorious 'Netherites'!

You must know that these madmen have already traveled to space through magic ships thousands of years ago, and even reached the legendary Yuman's dock in the sky. They were restricted from entering because of their unscrupulous abduction of aliens. ', and finally rejected Grand Arcanist Oberon's follow-up strategy of continuing space development because the return on investment in space was too low.

When the old devil Dalonas, who played the role of Shado, the Lord of the Ghost City, came after hearing the news, with a curious and serious face, he used a scalpel to remove his scalp covered with black tattoos from his skull. The mage finally couldn't stand it any longer and said in tears that as long as he was spared, he would be willing to abandon the Red Robe Mage Association and become a lackey loyal to the "City of Shadows".

Under this pressure that was similar to a psychological shadow, David quickly got what he wanted to know from the red robe's mouth, but it was somewhat different from what he expected.

Although the history of Ser, where the Red Robe Mage is located, can be traced back to 1000 years ago in the Vale Calendar, which is the end of the Netheril Empire, the Red Robe Mage Guild had not yet been established. It's more like witchcraft than magic.

Even if the Floating City Valley of Netheril was smashed to pieces in Calendar-339, they in the far east didn't even know about it. As the saying goes, nothing can be eaten as hot as a mouthful. .

At that time, the Elfane elves were active near Analok.

Later, after the rise of Nether with the help of their magic and Nether scrolls, this group of elves established Myth Drannor in Cormanthor to the east. However, it was developed for more than 3000 years and has been tepid until Nether. More than 500 years after his death, in 261 of the Vale calendar, the year of the Ascension of the Star, Iltagrim began to organize the elven mages to make the Mystery Lock, which was finally completed, marking the beginning of Myth Drannor's Golden Age.

According to rumors, this mysterious lock that can protect and hide the entire city-state has been operating sleeplessly for more than four centuries, until it was captured by the "Army of Darkness" led by three demons in 714, and began a large-scale migration to the overseas Everjum Island.

Hearing this, David and Dragon Dad Artilicia looked at each other, how could they not understand the truth.

The remains of the Mythron core in Netheril's remains were definitely taken out by the group of Elfain elves, and most of them had a relatively complete one that was repaired by the elves and used against the Mystic. Power supply for the Strano Mythlock.

Even if it wasn't destroyed in that war, it was probably brought back overseas to Evermeet Island by the elves during their retreat.

If Miser can nuclear, it's probably out of the question.

It’s impossible to go to Evermeet Island, the home of the high elves, to get Mysel energy cores, right?

Even if there were any, David didn't think it would be possible to get such a thing from the legendary Everlasting Island with only half a bucket of water, and it would be possible to alert the snake.

In the next half month, they successively arrested several spies from the Zhentarim, Silver Moon Federation, Zokara and other surrounding forces. The information obtained from their interrogation also confirmed this. .

Just when all the dragons, including the dragon father Artilicia, thought that David would temporarily shelve this plan that had lost its 'implementation path' and find another way, David once again kicked the old devil away in the middle of the night. The gate of Lonas.

Before the old devil, who was playing with and studying Nese's 'curios', had time to refuse, David, who was holding some recently collected astronomical observation data, said directly:

"Why don't you ask me to fight, help me calculate the trajectory, and help me design an acceleration device that can automatically absorb magic energy? The power requirement is not high, but it needs to be able to work continuously."

The old devil took the information, and sure enough, it was all about the King-Slaying Planet:
"Oh, are you still ready to use my soul engine?"

"I don't have that many souls to burn. Is there any way to use the magic energy in the blood or air in my body as energy?"

The old devil Dalonas was finally a little surprised:

"You are preparing"

That's right, since he was destined to fail to obtain the Miser Energy Core, and his plan to advance in technology in a short period of time had come to nothing, David could only use the stupidest and most intuitive method, and immediately grinned:
"I'm going to launch myself into outer space."

By the time King Killer comes to Faerûn, the day lilies will be cold, too passive.

"." Dalonas always felt that the red dragon in front of him was going crazy due to the pressure from the Dragon Queen's mission.

Even if he is a devil, he knows that space is not a star realm, and it is not a place where all living things can survive.

"Just say you can do it, right?" David always felt that the other person's eyes were looking at a white dragon.

Dalonas is too lazy to care about so much. Anyway, the guy in front of him is also a soul projection. When he turns around and dies, he will always use another body to come back to him.

The old devil smacked his lips and said:

"If we just focus on absorbing magic energy to accelerate, there is a ready-made method."

"Huh?" David wondered to himself, could this old ghost really be a genius? He had come up with a 'new invention' less than a month after arriving in Faerûn?
The old devil Dalonas raised his fingers towards the shadows, and saw that the red-robed mage who had been completely 'tamed' by Dalonas took off his tattooed scalp at his signal. , Dalonas picked it up and handed it to David:
"It can do it."

"That's it?" David asked, "Is it possible that you want to give me a tattoo?"
The result was true, the old devil patiently explained:

"Don't underestimate this kind of tattoo. It is a kind of magic rune application. It is relatively primitive, but effective enough. As far as I know, you dragons have a promotion career of [Skin-Carving Dragon]. Although I I don’t know where the rune tattoos of these red-robed mages come from, and whether they have any inheritance relationship with the Nether civilization, but just this one in your hand already has [spell storage], [magic protection], and [magic communication] , [Magic Energy Absorption] and [Teleport] are five major functions. Among them, [Magic Energy Absorption] can more efficiently utilize the magic energy from yourself and even from the surrounding environment. Although it cannot be used for dead objects, for you, Isn’t it just what you need?”

"Then give me one." David immediately no longer hesitated.

"I need a month. After all, you are a dragon. I have to design it according to your body shape."

The old devil said, raising the information on the 'King-Slaying Star' in his hand:
"And calculating it also takes time."

A month later, when he saw the old devil Dalonas personally carving David's skin on the high tower of Ghost City, he immediately attracted the attention of the Netherese below.

From the perspective of their memory inertia, this was probably another great attempt by Consul Chateau.

Artilicia, who came after hearing the news, wanted to dissuade her, but she opened her mouth but didn't know how to speak.After all, in the eyes of this old Silver Dragon father, it is clear that there are at least two gods on the King-Slaying Planet. Even if they are not physical, they are still gods.

Who can guarantee that if the soul is projected under the gaze of the gods, it will be safe and sound?

The most important thing is to fly directly into space with a flesh and blood body.?

Is this something a dragon could possibly do?
Immediately, I thought of David's strange ability to be like a fish in water underground. Maybe his son could really do it?

David opened his eyes, looked at Father Long who looked a little anxious, and immediately smiled and comforted:
"Don't worry, the real me is still lying on the sixth floor of Baator Hell. What if the Elf God really finds out? Can I still follow the projection to the territory of the Lord of Nine Hells?

"Besides, the leader of this plan is the Five-Colored Dragon Queen. If you can't trust Tiamat, can't you still trust Mom?"

【arrogant】

After hearing what David said, Artilicia felt that it was indeed the case.

Even Tempus, the god of war who is as powerful as God, does not dare to directly fight Tiamat and the others in the Baator Hell. It seems that the elven pantheon may not be able to do anything to David.

The most important thing is that David's role in this incident was just a frontline 'sentinel'. Has anyone seen a general rush directly to the enemy's hinterland headquarters in order to hunt down a sentry?

"We still have plenty of time, can't we think of other ways?" Atilicia could only instinctively dissuade her.

David shook his head:

"The original plan deviates too much from the actual situation. When it is determined that the Miser energy core cannot be obtained, this is the best way to ensure it."

Artilicia certainly understands this.

From David's point of view, even if they were lucky and those Nether souls 'remembered' how to make the Myser energy core, they would not be able to build it in just a few decades.

Because these magic research results are never achieved overnight, but require the support of a series of preliminary research and even an entire magic industry system.

On Blue Star, it would be like humans suddenly 'unearthing' the 'alien blueprints' for a nuclear fusion engine. It would be difficult to produce them in a short time. Even if the model happens to be a tokamak toroidal coil, suitable for superconducting The discovery and mass production of materials can take decades.

Artilicia, who also wanted to understand this, knew that David was determined to complete this task. She patted David's chest and sighed dejectedly, without any further dissuasion.

He wanted to replace it with his own body, but he didn't have David's ability to "take it for granted".

David, whose projected body was receiving tattoos and skin carvings, took out the trajectory map of the 'King Killer' comet deduced by the old devil Dalonas and handed it to him:

"In 32 years, if the calculation of the comet orbit of Dalonas is correct, I will meet King Killer in 32 years."

"So long?" Even though she had expected it, Atilicia still felt a little emotional.

In 32 years, counting the time, my son David Eutus has just entered young adulthood.

But he grew up in this way.

“Yes, so you should take Tanya back to Baator Hell first.

"The Five-Colored Dragon Queen has already agreed to your pharmaceutical and military supply transaction. When you return to Avernus, just go directly to the Dragon Queen's vassal Efilomon.

"As for me, don't worry too much, it's just a matter of getting some sleep."

Artilicia felt inexplicably distressed when she heard this.

From his perspective, there was no way he could simply take a nap.

With their current rudimentary technology, David may have to correct his course according to the direction of King Killer every few years, so as not to yaw in the empty void, and may have to endure loneliness. torture.

When he thought of this, Father Long almost cried because he felt the same. If only he could be stronger.

'I'm such a waste! '

With the completion of the carving and debugging confirmation of the old devil Dalonas.

"Poof!" The glyphs on David's scales gradually lit up, and his wings used the 'Sky Comet Engine' that had accumulated [Slaanesh] to increase to six at the same time to spurt out dazzling flames, and then filled the city with [-] 'Nesir' Under the gaze of the dead people, he spread his wings and flew towards the sky, towards the unknown sea of ​​stars.

At that moment, many people seemed to have a vague image of their Nese Grand Arcanist's first manned space flight on a simple magic component in their minds.

Among the crowd, a young man who came out to fetch tap water suddenly had his eyes lit up, and said to himself in confusion:
"Why not just use the magic ship?"

"Hey, magic ship?"

"Why do I know this kind of thing?"

At the same time, in the stratosphere, David, whose accumulation speed was far less than the speed of the rocket escaping from the gravity well of the planet Toril, was moving towards higher altitudes through advanced teleportation techniques. At the same time, he kept telling himself that this was happening. nautical miles.

The stars and the sea are also seas, right?
【Power - Arrogance】

　Recommended new book by the veteran author of this dragon novel: "Bronze Dragon: The Tyrant's Road to Conquest"

　　"Don't let the bronze dragons who pursue absolute order become rulers. Their aversion to chaos will make them become tyrants a thousand times more terrifying than the evil dragons. In order to maintain the order they believe in, they don't even mind massacring a city or even exterminating an individual. racial ways to maintain their dominance.”

　　——Sage, Friedrich Quinn

　　Anyone who dares to disobey my order will be destroyed!

　　——The overlord who rules the seven seas, the co-lord of the races in the deep sea, the shadow of the Scourge soaring over the coastal nations, the immortal tyrant, Tyrell Aurelion Nazdormu
　　


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