A Golden Dragon?
And … It seems to be a young Dragon?
Andris was slightly taken aback.
"Sir Cell, do you have a Golden Dragon nest in the Death Desert?"
He looked at the Orc priest.
"How is that possible? There aren't any large magical beasts here, how could it satisfy the appetite of the Megalosaurus? "
The Orc priest shook his head.
After hearing his words, Andris still wanted to say something, but suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he stopped.
He looked at the Golden Dragon that circled for a while and gradually disappeared in the northeast direction. His eyes flickered a few times, then he suddenly stood up and said, "Alright, it's time.
"Alright, it's getting late. Since we've already completed the transaction, it's time to head back."
But just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by the Orc priest.
"Hey hey … Why are you in such a hurry? It's been a long journey, it's good to rest more. "
The Orc Cell said with a smile.
But Andris noticed that the Orc priest quietly gave a few signals to his subordinates, and then a few Orcs secretly left.
Andris's heart was moved, and he suddenly laughed.
"Sir Cell, although we want to continue resting, we have some other matters to attend to, so we can't delay here."
However, his words were quickly exposed by the Orc priest.
"Hehe, Sir Andris, you're here for the Golden Dragon, right?"
Andris's expression slightly sank after hearing Cell's words.
That's right, he was here for the Golden Dragon.
If the Elves were the most popular and expensive slaves in the slave market, then the Megalosaurus was the Megalosaurus.
Dragons were the most sought-after and legendary magical beasts in the magical beast market.
Even if the Megalosaurus never thought of themselves as magical beasts, but arrogantly thought that they were a higher level than intelligent creatures like humans …
In fact, whenever a Megalosaurus appeared in the slave market, it would cause a huge sensation, and every Megalosaurus would be auctioned for a sky-high price.
Of course, the only Megalosaurus that could be auctioned off by humans were those young Dragons that had not yet grown up.
Not only that, every time a Megalosaurus was auctioned off, the Megalosaurus would retaliate afterwards. In serious cases, it could even cause the destruction of a city or even a small human country …
Even so, humans still flocked to the Megalosaurus.
This was because they had a longer lifespan than elves and had greater growth potential!
Moreover … if they were to go underground, the wealth that a Megalosaurus could bring was enough for anyone to take the risk.
Hence, when Andris saw this golden dragon, he already had an idea.
Unfortunately, he was not the only one with such thoughts.
Looking at Cell's faint smile, Andris was silent for a moment before he suddenly laughed.
"Sir Cell, don't you know that Metal Dragon Whelps are usually accompanied by their elders?"
"Hey, Mr. Andris, don't think that I'm just a priest. I used to be an adventurer when I was young. If there was really an adult Gold Dragon accompanying us, we would have been chased away by the Gold Dragon when the Baby Dragon was flying so close to us."
Cell chuckled.
Andris was silent.
That's right.
If there was really an elder accompanying them, it would be impossible for them to see the Dragon Whelps.
There was no doubt that this should be a lone Gold Dragon Whelp …
And such an existence meant a chance to strike it rich for any adventurer with an idea …
"Two-eighty, we'll take eighty."
Andris suddenly said.
"Hey, Mr. Andris, isn't your appetite a bit too big? This is the Desert of Death! Moreover … With such an empty terrain, if you rashly go up, you'll be discovered in an instant, right? "
Cell chuckled and let his Half-Orcs show off their simple linen clothes that almost blended with the color of the desert.
Andris narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
"Thirty-seventy, that's already the limit. Sir Cell, you should understand that only our Sauron Chamber of Commerce can bear the revenge of the Megalosaurus …"
Looking at Andris' serious expression, Cell chuckled and said, "Hehe, you're right.
"Deal."
Seeing that the other party agreed, Andris let out a sigh of relief. He pondered for a moment and said,
He pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's hurry up and get ready, in case we can't catch up with it later. Also … you guys are familiar with the terrain, send more people and clothes."
"No problem!"
Both parties reached an agreement and quickly organized an adventurer team to capture the Gold Dragon.
Among them, the Sauron Chamber of Commerce sent out almost half of the mercenaries. There were a total of thirty mercenaries, all of whom were Black Iron-upper level senior mercenaries.
The Half-Orcs were not at a disadvantage. They sent out eighty Half-Orc warriors in one go, and more than half of them were Black Iron-upper level.
This strength was more than enough to deal with the Gold Dragon Whelp that was at most Silver Rank and only had the intelligence of an eleven or twelve year old child.
The adventurer team was led by the Silver Warrior Andris. They quickly chased in the direction where the Gold Dragon disappeared …
The Gold Dragon Whelp's speed was not fast, as if it was playing.
Andris led a temporary hunting team formed by hundreds of humans and Half-Orcs and quickly caught up with the Gold Dragon Whelp.
They wore the light yellow linen clothes provided by the Half-Orcs and blended in with the desert.
Therefore, the Gold Dragon Whelp did not notice them.
After flying for a while, the Gold Dragon Whelp seemed to be tired from flying and landed in a depression.
Andris's eyes lit up and he quickly called for his men to chase after it.
At this moment, he could almost see himself catching the Gold Dragon Whelp and bringing the three elves back to the stronghold of the Sauron Chamber of Commerce. He would be rewarded by the higher-ups and directly become a high-level manager of the Sauron Chamber of Commerce!
Status, fame, and a lot of wealth … They all seemed to be beckoning to him!
At this moment, even if he was a Silver Warrior, he could not help but breathe heavily.
However, just after he led hundreds of team members into the depression, he found that there was nothing here …
"Where's the Gold Dragon?"
Andris was slightly stunned.
He should not have seen wrongly. The Gold Dragon Whelp was definitely flying in this direction!
The afternoon sun was very hot, baking the earth and making Andris's heart, which was teased by the Gold Dragon, more and more restless.
A breeze blew, bringing along the sand and dust of the Desert of Death.
Covering his nose and frowning, Andris glanced at the surrounding high terrain and said,
"Let's go to the highlands and take a look."
He had never liked to stay in such low terrain, as it would make him feel passive and unable to control the whole situation.
However, at the moment when the breeze blew, the expression of the Orc scout in the team suddenly changed.
"There's the smell of elves! There are so many of them! "
Elves?
Andris was slightly stunned.
At that moment, he thought he had heard wrongly.
How could there be elves in the Desert of Death?
However, in the next second … His expression suddenly froze.
Accompanied by a rustling sound, hundreds of tall figures suddenly appeared on the high ground in three directions.
They had different hair colors and were fully armed. Everyone's equipment was so gorgeous, shining dazzlingly under the golden sun.
And their aura was stronger than the previous one. The weakest was at the peak of the upper level of Dark Iron, and there were even more than ten Silver Professionals!
These elves were holding their weapons high, looking at the hunting team below, looking excited and shouting.
Several flags with black dragons painted on them were also erected on the three high grounds, fluttering high in the air … …
They were really elves!
Andris's eyes widened.
If he saw elves under normal circumstances, he would be very happy because elves meant gold pounds, and elves meant beautiful women …
However, at this moment, his pupils shrank, and his expression changed slightly.
As a member of the Sauron Chamber of Commerce, especially a mid-level member like the leader of the merchant team, he was very familiar with some news on the continent.
In the Continent of Segers, since the World Tree withered, elves of different races rarely lived together.
And there was only one type of elves with such mixed hair colors, fully armed, and gorgeous equipment in the records of the merchant team …
That was the elven mercenaries who appeared in the war in the underground world, the evil elves from the Elven Forest!
"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap! Retreat! "
He thought to himself and hurriedly ordered.
These elves were so powerful. If they were really those fellows in the legends … then they were in danger!
It was rumored that the elves who gathered in the Elven Forest were different from the harmless "little cuties" that the merchant team usually bought and sold. They were ruthless characters who killed without blinking an eye!
Hearing Andris's order, the temporarily formed hunting team panicked for a moment.
However, the elves were the first to move.
Suddenly, a small Elven girl emerged from the Elves. She was wearing a dark red robe and a Mage hat. She raised a magic staff with a large magic stone embedded in it and shouted excitedly, "Let's go! Let's go!"
"Kill!"
Following her command, the elves in the three directions also let out excited shouts.
"Kill!"
Then, Andris saw the elves either chanting incantations or raising black metal pipes, aiming the deep mouths of the pipes at them.
Accompanied by a series of rumbles, hundreds of blue rays of light shot out from the mouths of the pipes, turning into tongues of fire that directly hit the bewildered half-orcs and mercenaries in the depression.
Screams sounded, and the temporarily formed hunting team instantly fell into chaos.
Nearly half of the members were injured, and seven or eight unlucky humans and half-orcs were directly hit in the vital parts. They died, and even their corpses turned into ashes under the horrified gazes of their companions.
"What magic weapon is this?"
Andris was shocked.
He was also injured, and his arm was hit by a tongues of fire.
He saw a bloody hole appear on his arm, and he could even see the sand on the other side of the hole.
Such a terrifying penetrative ability shocked him.
"Retreat! Go back the way you came! "
He shouted again, and took the lead to retreat.
It was a trap!
This was an ambush! A premeditated plan!
However, the second round of attacks came again.
This time, it was a beautiful magic.
Ice blades, lightning, vines, rocks, fireballs …
Usually, only the mages in the human army could gather such offensive magic of various attributes, but at this moment, they were released by the elves, and smashed down from above …
Screams sounded again.
After this round, many humans and half-orcs who could not hide in time were either slashed by the ice blades, or convulsed by the lightning. Some were directly tied up by the vines that suddenly emerged from the ground, and some were directly pierced by the rocks that pierced through the soles of their feet or lower body. Some were directly turned into charcoal by the huge fireballs, and turned into ashes like sand …
After two rounds of attacks, more than half of the hundred over members of the hunting team lost their ability to fight, and more than twenty people died without leaving behind a corpse.
Such terrifying lethality shocked the half-orcs and mercenaries who were lucky enough to survive.
"It's the elves! Those evil elves in the legends! "
"Run!"
At this time, they finally recognized the identity of the other party, and no longer had any desire to fight. They all turned and ran, and retreated in the direction they came from …
There was no other way.
The strength displayed by the enemy was too strong.
However, just as the people who ran the fastest were about to escape from the depression, two new figures suddenly blocked their way.
One was an elf who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with black hair and red eyes, and wearing a black robe.
The other was a half-dragon girl who looked to be in her twenties, with red hair and red eyes, and an enchanting figure.
And behind them, there was a Little Black Dragon and a Little Gold Dragon roaring at the half-orcs and humans …
It was the Gold Dragon!
Andris's pupils shrank, and he almost gritted his teeth.
However, most of his attention was focused on the strange young elf and half-dragon lady who stood in front of him.
He could sense an incomparably terrifying aura coming from the other party.
The last time he felt such an aura, it was when he was chatting with the Border Earl of the Holy Mania Empire …
They were Gold Professionals!
For a moment, Andris's hands and feet were cold.
The other half-orcs and humans did not clearly perceive the strength of the elves and the girl, but they could feel that the other party was unfathomable.
In an instant, the defeated team was once again in chaos.
However, just when Andris was in despair, he suddenly found that the two people were just standing at the exit of the depression, preventing them from escaping. They did not seem to have the intention to take the initiative to attack.
And this discovery gave him a little more hope in his despair.
"Break out in another direction!"
He shouted again.
Then, he turned around and rushed towards the direction with the least number of elves in the other three directions.
The other team members also quickly followed his movements.
The hunting team was fleeing, and the elves' attack was still ongoing.
There was another series of loud roars, and in the blink of an eye, the temporary hunting team that only had two-thirds of its members left had more than ten people screaming and falling down, turning into ashes …
Just a moment later, except for those who lost their ability to fight and fell to the ground moaning, and those who were scared out of their wits, the number of humans and half-orcs following Andris was less than half of the original number.
But … at this moment, he finally rushed to the top of the barren hill.
Close quarters combat.
The anger of being ambushed, the fear brought by the Gold Professionals, and the strong desire to survive, finally turned into a high fighting spirit.
Andris pulled out his beloved long sword, roared, and fought with the elves who were blocking him.
Dozens of humans and half-orcs were caught in a chaotic battle with the elves.
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