Chapter 108 Revive, my beloved dragon!

"Hurry up, everyone, work faster. This is the adults' request. Whoever dares to be lazy will be eaten by us!"

The smelly and dirty dog-headed people laughed loudly.

The dog-headed man held a long whip and waved it wildly with a smug look on his face.

"Snapped!"

The whip cracked, shaking the air and making a terrifying sound.

A little wood elf girl screamed as the thick whip hit her delicate skin, leaving a deep bloody mark.

"Hurry up and work, don't be lazy, I like children like you with delicate skin and tender flesh, they taste better when eaten!"

The dog-headed people surrounded the little girl and laughed, looking at the wood elf girl with greed in their eyes.

A wood elf woman ran over, hugged the crying little girl, and said in a terrified voice: "She is still a child. She really can't work anymore. Let her rest for a while."

The dog-headed man had no sympathy. The lackeys were furious: "Who told you to stop working? Beat her, let's beat her together, or the Lord will punish us!"

The group of kobolds showed fear at the thought of punishment. They rushed over with whips and beat the wood elf women hard.

The screams of women and the cries of children echoed in the swamp.

The wood elves who were being forced to work around were all very angry.

But in the end, they could only hold back their anger and continue digging with their hands despite the scolding from the kobolds and members of the Dragon Feast Order.

They had no tools, and the people from the Dragon Feast Cult would not be kind enough to provide them with tools to dig, so they could only use their hands.

To the members of the cult, these wood elves are tools themselves.

The wood elves thought about rebelling.

But there were many charred human figures and some gnawed bones stuck on the wooden stakes around.

These were all eaten by the kobolds, all of them were rebellious wood elves.

The wood elf woman was protecting her children and was beaten to death, but she still went to work staggeringly with blood flowing on her back under the scolding of the kobolds.

The little girl stopped crying.

She held back her tears and dug desperately, as if she wanted to do her mother's part of the job so that these kobolds would stop beating her mother.

"Sir, we have been digging for so many days and have only found one set of dragon bones. Could it be that the other dragon bones were taken away by the Son of Dark Moon seven hundred years ago?"

A member of the Dragon Feast Cult came up to the leading cult cadre and spoke cautiously.

The cult cadres looked at the working wood elves with disgust and said, "Let these elves continue to dig. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we must keep trying.

We traveled through mountains and rivers and finally found the dragon's tomb. We also encountered so many useful slaves, but a dragon skeleton alone is not enough to satisfy us.

Lord Andrew has taken people to look for the Dark Moon Cathedral. I don’t know if there are any treasures in the cathedral.”

"Yes!"

The members of the Dragon Feast Cult responded quickly.

Anyway, the excavation work is done by these wood elf slaves. Since they have the request, just keep digging.

Deya and others retreated quietly for the time being.

After retreating a distance so as not to be discovered by the people of the Dragon Feast Cult, Fanni said angrily:
"Damn it, those bastards didn't even let the children go... I'm going to kill all these evil people!"

Deya said slowly: "Those children may be old enough to be your parents."

Fanny glared at him and said, "This is not a matter of age. They are just children in my eyes. Necromancer, don't you have any sympathy at all?"

Deya raised his eyebrows, not because he was angry at what Fanny said, but because Fanny's attitude now was completely different from before.

I found out the problem with just one sentence.

When she first saw that Upton was a wood elf, she hated it.

But now that she had seen the miserable plight of the wood elves, she had even forgotten her hatred for them and demonstrated her virtues as a paladin.

Are there certain qualities in oneself that are enough to overcome that instinctive disgust?

As a mage, Deya is always thinking about some problems.

Deya looked at Alfred at this time.

The son of the Duke of Campbell looked very hesitant at this time.

Paladin Ken said hurriedly: "Captain, what are you hesitating about? Isn't it our job as Paladins to help the weak?"

As he spoke, Ken secretly glanced at Fanny.

It can be seen that Ken is interested in the little Paladin girl, so he supports her.

Of course, this is also because he is a paladin and has the spirit of chivalry.

"Of course I want to help the wood elves, but there are some things you don't understand, Ken..."

Alfred smiled wryly.

They were sent by the church to find the Darkmoon Cathedral, not to fight against the Dragon Feast Cult and save the Wood Elves.

Even if the Dragon Feast Cult wants to dig up dragon bones, it has nothing to do with the church.

There is no conflict between the Dawn Church and the Dragon Feast Cult active in the Narpo Empire.

However, as paladins, and with Upton willing to exchange intelligence for help, they had reasons and excuses to help the wood elves.

only--

Alfred gave a deep look to the indignant team members.

Have you ever thought that this could kill people?

The Dragon Feast Cult and their servants are not weak in strength.

Even if their team defeats the opponent, there will definitely be casualties!
As the captain, Alfred cannot help but consider the lives of his members.

Deya looked at the druid Upton at this time and said, "You are very calm when you see your people suffer so much and even get eaten by kobolds."

Upton shook his head: "Anger can't solve anything. Nature tells us to face problems calmly.

But when nature is angry, no one can appease her wrath!"

He looked at Alfred and the others again and said, “You don’t have to fight for this matter that has nothing to do with you, and I won’t blame you.

The strength of the Dragon Feast Cult has been enhanced. As for the church ruins you want to find, I can tell you a rough location."

Deya’s mind was racing.

From the words of that Dragon Feast member, we learned that there was another group of members who also went to look for the ruins of the Dark Moon Cathedral.

Under normal circumstances, I should ignore these wood elves and quickly go to the church to retrieve the forbidden artifact.

However, the strength of the members heading to the church ruins is unknown, and there is a giant dragon corpse in front of them that can enhance their strength.

The conclusion is obvious. These members of the Dragon Feast Cult must be eliminated one by one, and the bone dragon must be snatched away first.

The only problem is that we can't delay it too long, we have to resolve it quickly!

After making the decision, Deya acted decisively: "Upton, I decided to help."

His words surprised Fanny: "Necromancer, you are braver than I thought!"

Deya said righteously: "I also have a conscience!"

Who told me there was such a big bone dragon waiting for me there? Fanny's expression eased a lot: "I apologize for my previous attitude, Necromancer... No, Deya, and I can also pretend that I didn't hear the story you told about "The Female Paladin and the Goblin."

Although this Paladin girl has a bad attitude towards Deya.

But she is actually a pure paladin with a strong sense of justice, except that she has a bad temper.

In some ways, she is even purer than Alfred, and acts only according to her heart and chivalrous doctrine when faced with problems.

When Alfred saw that Deya had agreed, he sighed and said, "Well, since you all agreed, I would be unworthy of being a Paladin if I still refused.

But we must not act rashly, we must come up with a strategy."

At this time, Alfred could only hope to minimize casualties.

"As long as you can attract their attention, let me get close to the dragon corpse, and buy me some time, those kobolds and swamp slaad dragons will not be a threat to me.

Although I don't know much about the Dragon Feast Cult, I can guess that their power is related to dragons.

Those kobolds and swamp slaad dragons obey because they are succumbing to the true breath of dragons!"

Deya said this and waved his hand. Two terrifying figures shrouded in the shadow of death and wearing black hoods suddenly appeared beside him.

Knight of the Ringwraiths: King Susaitani!

At the same time, next to the Ringwraith Knight, there were more than twenty two-ring zombies created by Deya himself.

These zombies are not very strong, but they are useful cannon fodder, especially when the opponent has the advantage in numbers, the Necromancer's strongest ability is reflected.

"I will let my undead follow you. With these undead helping you share the pressure, your risk can be effectively reduced."

Deya could guess that the reason why Alfred didn't want to care about the wood elves was that he was afraid that the team members would be too risky.

Alfred had witnessed the power of the Ringwraith Knight in the tavern. This was an undead creature that was no different from a normal 6th-ring warrior except that it did not have mythical powers.

This kind of undead creature is much more powerful than the average Death Knight. Alfred didn't expect Deya to have two!

With the addition of those zombies serving as cannon fodder, he became more confident in this battle.

As to why Deya wanted them to draw attention, they didn't ask why.

Alfred and others thought that as a necromancer, Deya should be able to use the dragon corpses to make those gnolls and swamp slaad dragons lose their combat effectiveness.

They didn't think that Deya was going to resurrect the corpse dragon. The main thing is that a necromancer who can control a bone dragon must be at least six rings or above to do it.

After the decision was made, everyone quickly discussed some finer details.

……

In the swamp, the wood elves are resting.

Even if they are slaves, they cannot all be worked to death. The people of the Dragon Feast Cult understand the principle of draining the pond to catch all the fish.

The wood elves, exhausted after a day of work, ate the unpalatable and stiff berries. Covered in mud, they crowded together in a place that looked like a dirty pigsty.

Although they are not high elves, as wood elves they also have a natural love of beauty and cleanliness.

Just the current stinking environment, which is like that of a pig, is enough to almost make them collapse mentally.

It was just the instinct of survival that made them endure in silence.

No one wants to die as long as they can still live.

In the swamp, Andy, a cadre of the Dragon Feast Cult, was also having dinner.

As a sixth-ring warlock, he was already a mid-to-high level figure in the Dragon Feast Cult.

He was originally a 'Wild Warlock', a type of warlock who could only be promoted and survive through luck and luck, and he was also the lowest-ranking warlock.

Generally, this kind of warlock is caused by impure bloodline and insufficient talent to control the power of his own warlock.

Andy didn't know how long he could live. Would he die one day from the warlock's energy riot, or would he die from a DEBUFF he put on himself in a crucial battle.

But he was extremely lucky. As a warlock, he was noticed by the cult because of his ability to cast spells and joined the Dragon Feast Cult.

In the Dragon Feast Cult, he was appreciated and was given the 'Dragon Feast Crystal'.

Andy was surprised to find that after obtaining the power of the 'Dragon Feast Crystal', he turned from a wild warlock into a dragon vein warlock with more stable power and stronger strength!
This made Andy extremely grateful to the Dragon Feast Cult and even more loyal to it.

He hopes to be promoted through his own efforts and climb higher in the cult in order to repay the cult.

It was late at night and the wood elves were all huddled together sleeping, and the kobolds were also snoring.

The members of the Dragon Feast Order will not delegate the night watch mission to the kobolds, but will do it themselves.

They are a powerful, formal "evil organization", not a ragtag group of ragtag gangs.

at this time--

A cold mist suddenly rose from the swamp, and the breath of death penetrated the skin.

Andy, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up. He immediately stood up and looked towards the east.

The cult members who were on night watch also reacted and shouted loudly to wake up all the other members.

In the cold fog, two Ringwraith knights were walking towards here step by step with a few zombies.

"My Lord, could these undead creatures be?"

A cult member came up to Andy and said with fear.

He thought of the army of undead that appeared in the World Remembrance!
"Don't worry, it's just a lone undead creature... Hmm? Two Death Knights?"

Andy's expression also became more serious.

The worst Death Knight is a 6th-level undead creature.

Although the level of monsters such as undead creatures is not high, they are definitely no match for human extraordinary professionals of the same level because they do not have the blessing of "expertise" and mythical power.

However, their ring numbers are here, and their basic ability attributes are extremely high. They are monsters that must be dealt with with absolute caution and not be taken lightly.

Suddenly, one of the 'Death Knights' in Andy's eyes, the warhorse he was riding sped up suddenly, almost turning into a phantom, and came in front of a member of the Dragon Feast Cult.

The member didn't react at all. He only felt a pain in his neck and his head flew high into the air.

The 'Death Knight' was seen holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He sat on a ghost horse, and his dark face under the hood was staring at the people present, giving them a strong sense of oppression.

Just as Andy was amazed at the smooth movements of the Death Knight, who didn't look like an undead creature at all, but rather a living person.

The earth suddenly shook, and a huge owl beast ran in the moonlight.

The owl beast's huge body, which weighed tons, leaped high into the air, and with a deafening roar, it slapped Andy with its huge claws!

"It's Master Upton!"

"Lord Upton is here to rescue us!"

"..."

The awakened wood elves cried for joy.

At this time, another team of elite Paladins emerged from invisibility in the swamp, roaring and rushing towards the Dragon Feast Cult and their servants!
"It's you, the escaped wood elf. How dare you come back? This is... the Paladin of the Church of Dawn? You actually sought help from humans!"

Andy was very surprised.

Wood elves actually asked humans for help? This is really weird!

And in a place where no one noticed, a crow landed next to the dragon bone and transformed into a human figure.

Looking at the huge dragon skeleton in front of him, Deya licked the corner of his mouth.

Revive, my love... Ailong!
(End of this chapter)