The news of hunting the Black Dragon spread quickly.
Not only did this mission spread like wildfire in Maple Leaf City, but it also quickly spread to the Elf Forest through the players lurking in Maple Leaf City.
The Gloom Mountain Range, Black Dragon Castle.
Merril finished the routine flying work at the Empire border and returned to its nest again.
It had been doing this job for several days. It made an appointment with Salty Meow.
The specific content was to invite Merril to the border on the condition of a whole roasted lamb every day.
As for Little Salty Meow, it called this job 'attracting monsters'.
Of course, Merril didn't know what attracting monsters meant.
It just wanted to eat the delicious roasted lamb.
But on this day, when Merril flew back to its nest, it found that a few Chosen Ones who always prepared food for it were looking at it strangely.
That look … Merril wasn't unfamiliar with it. Every time these crazy long ears fought with the enemy and looted equipment, they looked at it with the same look.
It was the look of looking at treasure …
Usually, there were many Chosen Ones who stared at it like this.
The purpose was not for the dragon scales it shed, but for its saliva.
And Merril often used this opportunity to order these Chosen Ones to serve it.
If it was in a good mood, it would reward them with a dragon scale. If it was in a bad mood, it would spit out some saliva, or simply allocate one or two hundred contribution points in the mission system.
But today …
Why did it feel that the long ears' gaze was creepy, as if they wanted to eat it?
“Rua！ What are you looking at? "
Merril was creeped out by the stares of the players. It opened its eyes wide and roared.
The players shrunk their necks and then smiled awkwardly.
Merril snorted, took the roasted lamb from the players, and then lay down in a pile of glittering gold coins.
That was its wealth, and also its nest.
More than half of the gold coins here were what it had accumulated over the years, while the other half was from the daily contribution points that Myrael had allocated to it through the quest system, which it had exchanged with the players.
The ratio was 1: 1. Gold Thistle for Contribution Points.
This was also one of the motivations for the players to trade with the Dark Dwarves or Humans.
Find the Little Black Dragon and exchange it for contribution points!
Especially for some unlucky people who were good at making money, it was simply a brand new way to get rich.
Of course, using gold pounds to buy certain materials and offer them to the Goddess through the sacrificial ritual was another way to earn contribution points.
After a period of exploration, the gamers figured out the rules of the sacrificial ritual.
Some minerals, metals, and magic materials could be "sold" to the Goddess at a good price!
Of course, the most valuable exchange was with the rich NPC Little Black Dragon …
"This is the contribution points for roasting meat for me. Let's go!"
Merril finished the whole roasted lamb in a few bites, meat and bones included. He smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough yet. He casually rewarded the players with a hundred contribution points before he began to chase them out of his nest.
The players stared at Merril as they shook their heads, sighed, and left regretfully.
Their expressions made Merril's dragon face dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"What's wrong with them today? Why do they look at me like something's wrong? "
The Little Black Dragon asked Salty Meow on the other side.
Salty Meow covered his mouth and snickered.
"Merril, you're famous in the Maple Leaf Territory. There's a high bounty for you there. According to the players lurking there, there are already a few mercenary groups planning to come to the Gloom Mountain Range to capture you."
Hearing Salty Meow's words, Merril's dragon face turned green.
"I knew it. You guys are definitely up to no good by making me fly all the time!"
However, he wasn't very worried.
After all … he was now a dragon with a backer.
"But … what does this have to do with the way the Chosen One looked at me just now?"
The Little Black Dragon asked again.
Salty Meow snickered.
"They just thought of your value and couldn't help but take a few more glances. After all … you're worth a lot of money."
Merril's dragon face darkened.
"Why? Do they still want to sell me to the humans? Do they still dare to target the great Merril? Aren't they afraid that Merril will eat them?! "
But soon, his expression became hesitant.
Merril stuck out his thick dragon tongue, licked the corner of his mouth, and pretended to be nonchalant.
"How much is the human's bounty for me?"
"300,000 gold pounds for the dead and 600,000 gold pounds for the living. If converted into contribution points, even if you buy materials and sacrifice them, you can still get a few hundred thousand gold pounds."
Salty Meow counted with his fingers as he answered.
Merril was speechless.
The Little Black Dragon's expression changed several times before he muttered softly,
"600,000 gold pounds … It feels … like selling myself isn't bad …"
Salty Meow was speechless.
…
"Are all Megalosaurus so greedy?"
In the divine kingdom, Eve, who had been monitoring Merril's movements, was speechless.
This guy … actually had the thought of selling himself. Although it was just a thought, no one else would do it.
Shaking her head helplessly, Eve focused her attention on her plan against Nidhogg.
For the past few days, she had been secretly paying attention to Merril, constantly on guard against any possible attacks from Nidhogg.
However, the development of the situation was somewhat out of her expectations.
She didn't expect that following the news she got the players to spread, the first to attract human mercenaries.
"These mercenaries … were all gathered by Border Earl, and Border Earl is very likely to be involved with Nidhogg. In other words … this is Nidhogg's intention?"
"This guy … is actually so patient. He plans to use mercenaries to test the waters first?"
This result made Eve gradually frown.
"Nidhogg still retains a clear mind?"
The power of the Abyss was chaotic.
All mythical beings who were eroded by the power of the Abyss would become paranoid, crazy, cruel, and reckless.
It was precisely because of this that Eve devised such a flawed plan.
This was a blatant scheme.
Eve felt that using the Little Black Dragon, even if it was an obvious trap that could be seen through, it was very likely that the other party would be lured out.
However, she didn't expect the other party to be much calmer than she thought …
This was very different from the knowledge about evil gods that Eve had obtained from the World Tree's inheritance.
It should be known that it was very difficult for a corrupted evil god to resist their own desires. In most cases, they would act according to their instincts.
"In other words … Nidhogg suppressed the erosion of his consciousness by the Abyss? Although he has the power of the Abyss, he retains his own consciousness? "
"How did he do it?"
At this moment, Eve was even more curious about Nidhogg's state.
Because this almost broke through the understanding of the Abyss in the World Tree's inheritance!
However, although the other party's performance was beyond her expectations, Eve still seemed to have a well-thought-out plan …
"Mercenaries scouting the way? I'm afraid … there are still hidden believers? "
"Since his main body is also in the world of Segers, then Nidhogg should be able to freely switch the perspective of his believers like me."
As she spoke, Eve played with a crude skull necklace, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"It's just experience points delivered to my doorstep."
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