Chapter 598 The Dragon's Past
"They have a disease, a disease called stubbornness." Sklarzak, who was licking his wounds, suddenly said suddenly as he looked at the backs of several dwarves leaving.
"A long time ago, when I was still young, I came to the World's Edge Mountains to find a place to stay. I was accidentally seen by those butchers who were seeking death..." "You just killed those butchers.
In the Book of Hatred of the Dwarves He wrote down his name and gradually turned into the natural disaster bloody dragon." Imrik concluded smoothly that this situation should not be too common.
"Dwarves will only believe what they see. Those butchers did die in my hands, but this is their mission, and these stubborn dwarves are delusional that the World's Edge Mountains are still under control, and are in a tug-of-war with me. It's really ridiculous that the night goblins have a chance here."
Skalazak didn't mean to ridicule, he just explained the grievances over the past thousand years, his tone was flat, but it is worth speculating how many lives were lost behind it.
"Don't worry, I'll save your life. When it comes to killing dwarves, only the greenskins can match the number Kaledo kills."
Although Imrik was very confident, he was still ridiculed by the Glory Star Dragon. Wave.
"But the opposite is also true. Even Druchi cannot match our compatriots who died at the hands of dwarves." He
shook his head and sighed at these inappropriate words. It was impossible to say that he was not alienated from the dwarves at all.
But in the final analysis, the origin of the Long Beard War is the conflict between elves. It would be a bit unreasonable to rely entirely on them.
"Let's go. The Battle of Longbeard overdrawn too much of both sides' strength. The final beneficiary was Malekith's dead dog, which is unlucky to say the least." Feeling
a little puzzled, Imric vomited on the ground. Spit, it was a pity that Malekith didn't spit in the face last time when he was running for his life.
A skillful pulling movement jumped on the back of Yaoxinglong. Looking at Sklarzak who still had some scars next to him, he said worriedly, "
But if we have to fight vampires, can you do it with your disability?"
"You don't need so much nonsense. , What doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger.”
Although Sklarzak’s injury could not be healed in a short time, through some unknown means, except for the broken dragon horn and the gap in the palm, it was actually healed Granulation appears.
This situation makes Imric secretly interesting. Sure enough, the dragon that can dominate an area has something. The physical brute force that crushes the mountain, the terrifying rapid healing speed, and the excellent use of the terrain. This time the effort was not in vain.
The three of them flew towards the west, still passing by the Red Eye Mountain along the way. The night goblins that originally came out in large groups had disappeared, leaving only a few scattered goblins following the path of the large army, picking up shit and playing with it.
Their short stature, cowardly and crazy character make these farts the lowest level of green-skinned society, but once they gather in large numbers, they can also become a nightmare for the village.
One spirit and two dragons have no interest in the grunt. Unless they meet on the battlefield, it is impossible to pay attention to this vile microorganism.
In order to ease the awkward atmosphere a little, or because he was more interested in Sklarzak's past, Imrik opened the topic.
"I heard from Ingersolls that he met your father once. When did this happen?"
Skalazak said that he didn't know how the dragons could have any family ties. It was already difficult to remember names in such a long life. .
He is still an experienced veteran and talks about the past, "The first time I met his father was during the Great Invasion of Chaos. At that time, there was a colony in Caledor in what is now Tyrell. Minas Nir and I were ordered to deal with it. Chaos Barbarian, I met Elliot once. As for the second meeting, it was at the Battle of Longbeard."
Yao Xing Long, who was showing off his qualifications, seemed a little proud. The dragon also had social characteristics similar to those of dwarves. Lao Yue is majestic. Even if he spends half of his life sleeping, he still has a long beard in the shape of a dragon.
But Sklarzak had no similar concept and did not notice Ingersolls's sense of pride. He only explained some of his life events.
"My father... was relatively stable in the World's Edge Mountains at that time, but since the war between the elves and the dwarves broke out, he had no choice but to go to the Mourn Mountains and become neighbors with the ogres." "Then what?" Imric felt a little
bit Meaning, assuming Sklarzak came from the Sorrow Mountains, there would be quite a lot of scenery along the way.
"He died in the hands of an ogre tyrant. As a young man, I could only hide towards the north, looking for the protection of the frost dragon." Sklarzak was reluctant to explain these things, especially about the situation in mourning. Regarding the mountains, I chose to skip this experience briefly.
"After gaining the ability to hunt alone, I returned here from the Mountains of Sorrow, and a lot of things happened along the way."
He glanced at Imrik, as if he knew what he wanted to ask, "Burial Ground, I suggest you stay away from this place, which has become an absolute forbidden area for life. Vampires occasionally send people to Warrag Fortress to perform evil rituals, and they only dare to dig out shallow remains. Ignorant people passing by may only hear A vague neighing, but if it were you..."
Thinking of Imric's bloodline and the power he might have, Sklarzak thought it would be best to stop going.
"This is something that must be done. I have sworn an oath to purify all the trapped dragon souls in the Boneyard." "I
hope you understand what you are doing..."
He said with a riddle. The dragon refused to answer anything about the Boneyard. He didn't like that place. In addition to symbolizing the end of life, it also became a twisted paradise of life.
If the soul can be regarded as life...
Imrik, who repeatedly asked to no avail, could only choose to give up and consider whether to organize manpower to scout the Bone Burial Ground first.
The baggage thrown to the dwarf ranger was actually urging Thorgrin to implement the plan to recover the Eight Peaks Mountain as soon as possible, preferably within this hundred years.
If the High King still cannot give an accurate answer, he will start planning an expedition to the Badlands. Even if it is for the Dragon Horn and the exchange of the Eight Peaks Mountain for the remains of Caledor II, this operation must be carried out. On the schedule.
He stretched out on Yao Xing Long's back and looked up at Xie Yue Moslieb, who was getting closer to the ground. He knew that the war would be in two days at the latest, and the vampire would not miss the period of rising chaos energy.
Suddenly something occurred to him, so he continued to ask Sklarzak,
"I heard that there is also a giant dragon in Longya Castle. Do you know it?" "
If you are asking Gragg, I do know it, but it is already a thousand and three years old." What happened a hundred years ago seems to have been death at the hands of a dwarf king."
"What a pity."
(End of this chapter)