The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

As the night grew darker, David, who had wandered most of the city streets, finally found his target in the lower town of the port.

When he walked out of an uninhabited alley, he appeared again in the image of the tool man elf from last time.

However, in order to lower the target's wariness, he deliberately slightly adjusted the elf's face, which might be considered handsome in human eyes.

His face was pale, with bags under his eyes and a strange blush.

In short, at first glance, it seems that the kidneys are not in good condition.

As David approached without any concealment, the short elf standing on the street corner in the cold wind immediately licked the corners of his mouth and smiled at him.

Rather than pretending to be aloof or turning away like when meeting other serious elves or police officers.

"Let's get some goods first."

David took out a silver coin and stuffed it into the other person's open palm.

"Uh-huh, wait a minute."

The elf closed his eyes and let out a soft sound, then as if by magic, he pulled out a reagent bottle wrapped with spider silk from behind.

"What the hell?" David looked embarrassed and put away the slimy reagent bottle, then wiped his hands on his robe.

What's in this potion bottle is naturally not the [Mixture of Anger], but the notorious drow specialty, the psychedelic potion.

But since they are all selling psychedelic drugs, greed will often drive this kind of organization to monopolize all the gray products that can make profits in a region. For example, [Mixture of Anger] is also famous in the field of combat.

The elf seemed to feel the disgust from David and was quite dissatisfied:

"Is there anything else?" Xin said that the city gate guards and the sheriff were so strict in interrogating her. Otherwise, how could she bring the goods.

David took out another Devin Serkin and immediately dispelled the other party's dissatisfaction:

"I want to buy some goods."

The elf's eyes lit up, he took the gold coin and put it in his mouth and bit it. His smile suddenly became enthusiastic. Even when he looked at David, the 'consumption ghost', he looked handsome and attractive, but the greed in his heart was driving him. She asked for more:

"You want to be my downline? That's not even interesting."

David was disdainful, but extremely generous and said:

"That's not for buying goods, it's a referral fee for you."

"And the amount I want is so big that you can't eat it."

"Take me to the stronghold."

The elf was a little unconvinced when he heard this sentence, but when he saw David's indifferent eyes, he instinctively obeyed out of fear.

Originally, she wanted to reach out and hold David, but when she felt the obvious rejection and contempt from him, she immediately stamped her foot and led the way honestly, but she was cursing in her heart.

As a drow, especially a female drow, there is basically no one who is not superstitious about their charm towards foreigners.

And when this alien is not interested in him, he will be classified as a damn homosexual.

Although they generally do not reject same-sex people, the prerequisite is that they are all polysexual.

This is a chain of contempt that is in line with Drow's three views and thinking logic.

As David followed the drow disguised as a high elf into the sewers, he soon saw many drow who had taken potions and vented their strong energy along the way.

Some drow would even show a seductive look as he glanced across them.

It was like an invitation, an invitation to join their carnival.

As David went deeper, he saw more and more how intricate the Devensere sewer was after several expansions. It was like a huge maze, and his nose was always filled with a smell of mold, rot and other unknown things. The stench of fame.

The walls and even some floors were covered with greasy moss.

But the drow in front of him walked vigorously and lightly, and his steps made almost no sound on the wet ground.

Entering this place, which was already deeper, darker and more complex, was like returning to your own home.

I'm afraid that within a few years, this place will become the second spiritual home of the drow.

Above is the prosperous Devonsere, as well as a bunch of simple and bullying "distant relatives". Compared to the cruel and dark Underdark, this place is simply blessed.

At this moment, David finally understood why the high elves in Devenseel had nothing to do with the drow hiding in the sewers.

The right time, the right place, and the right people do not take advantage of each other!

The most important thing is that although high elves also have [dark vision], they can only see about 18 meters clearly without any light source, while drow, who have been in the dark area for countless years, can see at least 40 meters. meters away.

And Drow is famous for being good at secret combat and assassination.

The high elves in this intricate sewer, if the difference in strength is not too big, it is basically impossible to fight head-on with the drow.

Zall would not choose to confront them head on.

You can’t just launch a ‘Sewer Crusade’ to clean up these ‘rats’ in the sewers, right?

If one day we are really crazy and pass this resolution, it is estimated that the entire Elf Kingdom will start a war of words.

Just when David was gloating about this, the drow in front finally paused and stopped in front of a stone gate with obvious traces of drow carvings and the guarded drow.

The drow responsible for guarding was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that his companions had brought David, a real "high elf" here.

The two communicated in drow sign language. When the drow put the silver coin that David had used to 'buy goods' into the other's hand, his attitude immediately relaxed, as if he hadn't seen David. Turn around and prepare to push open the stone door.

"Thank you, but I'll do it myself."

"What are you doing?!"

Just when the guard turned around and looked at David warily, his hands quietly put their hands on the backs of the two drow's necks.

The scene at that time was extremely strange. The two drow had obviously sensed David's strange movements. They immediately bent down and reached for the poison-tempered daggers on his waist and thighs. However, under David's pair of [ Under the indifferent gaze of Greedy Eyes, it seemed as if she had sent her neck to his lowered hands.

Click.

Following two crisp sounds, the two drow could no longer move except for their widened and rotating eyes.

David first threw the guard away like trash.

Then he took out his own gold coin and a dozen silver coins belonging to the other drow in the ravine, and then stuffed the sticky bottle of psychedelic medicine back into the drow's mouth, and then placed it in the drow's mouth. The other party wiped his hands before throwing him away.

What's more, he dares to ask for a red dragon's money.

"It's really asking for death."

David shook his head, and the elf's handsome mouth suddenly began to lengthen as he sneered, growing sharp teeth.

His legs, which also began to bulge with muscles and grow red scales, kicked away the Shimen that was blocking him.

The figure that couldn't help but start to get taller supported Dongyan, who was slightly shorter, and stepped into the relatively open 'water storage room'.

How could the unusual movement outside the door be hidden from this group of drow with astonishing senses.

Therefore, when David, the 'monster' who was constantly transforming towards the giant dragon, walked into it, the hundreds of drow who were either indulging, drinking, talking, or conferring all stopped what they were doing. , all turned around, then held the weapons at hand, looking at David with vigilance and malice.

"This... strange visitor? May I ask you, what is the purpose of your visit?" the female drow named the leader asked.

There was no mention of the two drow who died in vain.

Anyone who can ignore the hundreds of middle-level talents in their entire organization is either a lunatic who has taken too many medicines.

Or, he is the kind of lunatic who is definitely not easy to mess with.

The one who came was obviously the latter.

A group of drow instantly checked all the possible enemies they might have provoked in their minds recently, but they couldn't find anyone who had anything to do with the dragon.

David, who was nearly three meters tall in his half-dragon incarnation but was still swelling, looked around at the drows and said in a deep voice:

"Get out of my territory."

"伱!"

After saying these words that made all the drow stunned and angry, David completely transformed back into his true form as a red dragon.

It’s just that I don’t know if I’ve been eating too much recently, and because my body shape is different from the silver dragon form, after this change, my head directly penetrated the ‘ceiling’ above.

There was a loud banging sound.

Drow, who had been forced back by the sudden appearance of the red dragon, was also confused by this scene.

But looking at the red dragon whose forehead suddenly got stuck in the crack of the rock, some drow realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"kill him!"

Half of the drow were already stepping into the shadows, ready to step forward to slay the dragon.

But a completely opposite voice suddenly appeared from a corner.

"Run!"

“It’s that Said Punga!!!”

All the drow who had already pounced on them felt weak at the feet and almost vomited blood on the spot.

You fucking recognized it!

Why didn't you speak earlier? !

Second update of the morning~