Seven days later.
In a mountain range near the central mountain range, the giant floating ship slowly descended from the sky.
The mountains here were undulating, and the perilous peaks stood in great numbers. The continuous green sea of trees here was also cut into countless broken green flowers, scattered around the perilous mountains like stars.
Green dragons belonged to the Forest Dragon Clan and liked a warm and humid environment, so they would never place their lair on the cold and empty mountain peaks. That was why the Green Dragon Ao Gu's lair was in a valley at the foot of this mountain range.
Because the Green Dragon had been here for a long time, there were no longer any large ferocious magic beasts within several hundred kilometers of this mountain. Even the former Demon Wolf Overlord had no choice but to move far away with his descendants after the arrival of the Green Dragon.
To be honest, because of the Green Dragon Ao Gu's tyrannical personality and bad temper, even the elves did not dare to easily step into his territory.
Therefore, when the Green Dragon Ao Gu was conscripted to the frontlines of the war, this valley became an unguarded treasure house.
No, it was not actually unguarded …
In order to protect his wealth, the Green Dragon Ao Gu drove a group of kobolds from a nearby cave into the Dragon Cave and conscripted them as his servants. In this way, the Dragon Cave had servants to take care of, and at the same time, they could watch the door for him.
It had to be said that although these kobolds were not very strong, they were very good at serving dragons.
Thus, in this secluded and remote valley, Green Dragon Ao Gu had lived freely for nearly a hundred years!
It was because Grimm's group had investigated this place thoroughly that they dared to barge in and arrived at this secluded valley on the floating airship.
It was only when the huge metal hull of the floating ship descended above the valley, completely blocking the bright sunlight, that the kobold guards who were lazily curled up at the entrance of the Dragon Cave realized something was wrong.
Along with the ear-piercing sirens and the noisy barking of dogs, the entire Dragon Cave was in complete chaos.
The kobolds, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, turned around and hid inside the dragon cave when they saw that the enemy was strong. They closed the crude wooden door made of wood and branches with a bang. With the size of the entrance to the Dragon Cave, these two wooden doors couldn't even cover half of it. From afar, apart from looking at it, it didn't have any defensive function at all.
The forest magical beasts that were enslaved by the green dragon to act as watchdogs poked their heads out of the surrounding caves to peep a few times. When they saw that something was wrong, they immediately shrank back.
This time, the enemy seemed to be very aggressive. It was better not to go out and die.
As for the Green Dragon's punishment? No matter how severe the punishment was, it couldn't be more terrifying than death!
Grimm, who was using his powerful mental power to monitor the surroundings of the Dragon Cavern, saw this, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face.
As he gently nodded, the twenty or so Metal Puppets that had been waiting at the edge of the ship descended from the ship under the leadership of the Goblin Ripper.
* Thud thud thud … *
After a series of muffled loud noises, they pulled out their thick mechanical legs from the deep earth, and black muzzles poked out from their metal bodies. Then, they walked towards the dragon cave gate that wasn't too far away, their footsteps shaking the earth and mountains.
For a moment, the entire valley was filled with the metallic clanking of the Metal Puppets!
Standing on top of the floating ship, Grimm coldly looked around at the green forest around him. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a cold smile.
Out of nowhere, Grimm started to chant an obscure witchcraft incantation.
As his voice grew louder and louder, the undulating forest around him gradually responded with a trace of magic. In the air, strands and strands of magic elements that were hard to see with the naked eye began to quickly gather towards him, condensing into a Gate of Summoning filled with mysterious runes in the air.
Soon, with a violent surge of magic, a wormhole appeared in the middle of the Gate of Summoning. The Grade 3 Thunder Dragon AvLi once again revealed its robust azure body in front of everyone.
It struggled to move its body in the air, and only after three minutes did AvLi finally break free of the wormhole.
"Kid, you owe me from last time …"
As soon as it came out of the wormhole, the Grade 3 Thunder Dragon impatiently complained to Grimm. However, before it could finish, it stopped abruptly. The Grade 3 Thunder Dragon turned its body towards the northeast, sniffing the air as if there was something in the air that interested it.
"Lord AvLi, I've already promised to introduce you to a group of Green Dragons. How is it? Have you smelled the scent of a dragon? "Grimm asked politely.
"Not bad, not bad …" AvLi sniffed the air, its domineering eyes filled with unconcealable excitement, "I've looked it up when I got back. This Faern Plane isn't registered in the Dragon Race's Scripture, so it's still considered a wild dragon. If I can guide them to the glory of the great Dragon God, I'll definitely be rewarded by him … "
The more it spoke, the more excited it became, and AvLi's enormous azure dragon wings began to flap violently.
"Little Wizard, if you succeed this time, I'll give you credit. These two summons will be free of charge. If you have any enemies you can't deal with in the future, just call me. As long as it's not those Grade 4 old fellows, I'll beat them until they run away … "
Having said that, AvLi didn't have the time to converse with Grimm any longer. It quickly rose into the air, flying towards the dragon's cliff in the central mountain range.
Grimm waited until the violent winds from the Grade 3 Thunder Dragon died down before turning his gaze to a distant snowy peak.
"Hmph, you guys sure can keep your composure!"
… …
A group of Elves was hiding in a cave made of ice crystals at the top of the snowy peak that Grimm was staring at. They were observing the movements in the Dragon Cave Valley through a magic mirror.
There weren't many elves in this group, but every one of them was shockingly strong.
There was a Weapons Grandmaster, a Magic Archer, a Druid Elder, a noble and elegant dragon covered in emerald scales, and a powerful and terrifying green dragon. However, the one that truly attracted everyone's attention was a young, cold male elf.
The male elf wasn't that tall, but his limbs were strangely soft, flexible, and well-proportioned. He only wore a thin set of elven leather armour, and carried two long and narrow blades on his back. A golden braid trailed behind him, reaching his waist.
On his body, there was almost no dazzling magic aura, and there was no bulging muscles. However, when he stood there quietly, all the elves in the area couldn't help but focus their gazes on him, their gazes filled with admiration and respect.
Even the two proud dragons couldn't help but hold their breaths when they saw this male elf, afraid that their breathing would offend this honorable Grade 4 powerhouse.
Yes, the person in charge of the demon slaying operation today was the Grade 4 Galestorm Swordsaint, Agassi!
For a long time, the attention of the Elven Kingdom had been firmly pinned down by the Pale Witches of the Huiyin Islands. Almost 40% of the kingdom's troops and more than half of the powerhouses were stationed in Greenwater City, completely blocking the Pale Witches outside of the Calan Continent.
Unfortunately, what they didn't expect was that the Grade 2 team of 30 witches had actually turned the heart of the Calan Continent upside down and plunged the people into misery and suffering.
Not to mention the elven villages that were slaughtered along the coast, the witches lured a Grade 3 Druid Elder into the Scar of Death, triggering the Undead Rebellion there. This was a blood debt that could not be washed away even with all the water in the Milky Way!
Moreover, while the elves' main force was pinned down by the Undead Tide, they actually ran to the Central Mountain Range and destroyed the Pegasus Spring, the holy land of the Pegasus race. This punch landed on the elves' bodies, it was simply a bone-piercing pain!
Almost without hesitation, after consulting the gods, the elves sent such a powerful team to ambush these hateful witches.
In order to track them down, Vissena, the Goddess of Luck of the elven pantheon, specially held many prophecy rituals for them. Finally, the elves figured out the ultimate goal of these evil witches in the Calan Continent.
It turned out … it was actually for a low-grade Quasi Relic created by the fallen God of Prophecy, Hanson, the Prophecy Scepter.
This Prophecy Scepter was tailor-made by the God of Human Prophecy, Hanson, for his descendants. At the same time, in order to accommodate the strength of the younger generation, the Prophecy Scepter's materials were reduced again and again, and the power of laws was weakened again and again. Only then was this Quasi Relic reduced to the point where it could be used by a Grade 2 deity.
It was a pity that Hanson had unfortunately fallen in the last continental expedition.
This deity also died tragically on the Calan Continent.
Thus, this Prophecy Scepter fell into the hands of the elves on the Calan Continent.
Of course, Vissena, the Goddess of Luck, did not care about such a "weak" Quasi Relic, and the other elven prophets could not compete with the Grade 2 green dragon.
So, after many twists and turns, this Prophecy Scepter finally became one of the many collections of the green dragon Ogo.
After knowing the ultimate goal of these witches, the elves took the opportunity to set up this trap.
On one hand, they pretended to recruit the green dragon Ogo to the frontline, and on the other hand, they gathered a large number of strong elves around Ogo's dragon nest, ready to take advantage of the gap when the witches entered the dragon nest.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, this time the elves did not mobilize the elven army at all. Moreover, in this ice cave, there was a divine emblem of the Goddess of Luck, Vissena.
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