Chapter 837 The Burning Fortress

The giant dragon crashed to the ground, and the earth shook violently.

On the originally flat ground, countless cracks appeared from scratch and continued to expand, extending rapidly like a spider web.

There was something obviously wrong with this vibration.

It's not like Thunder Dragon has never fallen before. It's normal for a body weighing hundreds of tons to cause vibrations when it hits the ground, but it only lasts for a few seconds at most.

How could it be like this now, like an earthquake, the more it shakes, the louder and quieter it gets?

Seeing that the crack was about to spread to his feet, Puxian shouted, "Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

Without enough time to celebrate their victory, the hunters took off running.

The next second, the ground collapsed.

Taking the position where the Thunder God Dragon fell as the origin, the constantly trembling ground collapsed into countless large and small boulders, and together with the lifeless Thunder God Dragon, they fell towards the unknown abyss below.

The hunters quickened their pace as fast as they could.

Strip material? If he was swallowed by the abyss of the earth and his life was gone, what material would he have to talk about? !

It would have been too embarrassing if he had not died in the process of hunting the Thunder God Dragon, but had died inexplicably due to a geological disaster after the hunting.

Gordon ran as fast as he could with the pork chop, his heart almost beating out of his throat.

Finally, the tremors of the earth began to weaken, and the sinking ground behind them slowly stopped. The hunters did not dare to push forward, and continued to run forward for a hundred meters before looking back with lingering fear.

In the center of the originally flat basin, there was a huge pit covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters. It was so dark that it seemed to lead directly to hell.

"Nima, what's going on?!" Gale cursed out of habit.

Anhil stared at the deep pit in the distance and said: "This island should be hollow and there is a hole in the ground, otherwise it would be impossible to collapse such a big pit."

Feng Ying calmed down for a moment, but her mind immediately jumped to another direction. Her eyes widened, "Where is the Thunder God Dragon? Where is the Thunder God Dragon as big as mine?!"

Lieyan's face was also full of entanglements, and they were both still in the "lack of money" stage.

Regardless of whether the Thunder Dragon's materials can be used to make good equipment, for such a large body, if the body is properly disposed of, how many copies of the ancient dragon's blood alone can be obtained?

And those shiny golden scales and carapace, even if they are not used to make equipment, you can still make a lot of money by selling them to merchants!

Gordon did not answer Feng Ying's words, but looked at Pu Xian, "Master Pu Xian, what about us now?"

Puxian frowned and thought for a while, "Send off the signal flare and let the ship dock. Dongfeng, you go to the shore and wait for them. Bring Huo Ya Shui Yun over. Others don't get off the ship yet."

Also, the wounded were first taken to the ship for placement. "

Dongfeng nodded and waved to Xianglan.

Xianglan shrank her neck, obviously not wanting to go with this scary old guy, but it was a therapy cat, and she was responsible for the placement of Manjusri and Ni Tai who were seriously injured and unconscious, so there was no reason not to go.

"Master Samantabhadra, do you think Thunder Dragon is still alive?" Hayata asked Samantabhadra.

The reason why she guessed this was very simple. The "ability" of the fire buds and water yun to resonate with the wind and thunder dragons could be used as a detector to a certain extent.

If it weren't for this, Master Samantabhadra wouldn't have to call the twins here.

Puxian crossed his arms and nodded, "Although it lost its vitality after the last explosion, it is an ancient dragon and its vitality cannot be underestimated. I would like to confirm it again."

Gordon and others nodded one after another. Even the youngest Feng Ying Lieyan here can be said to be "experienced" and naturally knows the importance of last-hitting.

The hunters were resting on the spot. Feng Ying and Lie Yan bravely went to the bottomless dark pit and looked down.

As a result, a large area of ​​the cracked ground at the edge of the giant pit collapsed, and the two little girls almost didn't fall. Fortunately, with the help of flying insects, they rolled back and crawled back.

Gordon was speechless and punched each of the two girls on the head.

"So what did you see?" Anhil asked them.

Lieyan rubbed the bag on her head with one hand and gestured with the other hand, not knowing what she was expressing.

Knowing that this guy had the idiosyncratic habit of pretending to be mute, Anxier simply looked at Feng Ying.

Feng Ying held her head and muttered: "I can't see anything. The pit is too big, too deep, and too dark, unless I go down to check."

"No." Puxian shook his head decisively, "With flying insects helping to slow down, you may be able to get down, but you won't be able to get up.

It’s impossible to tell what the condition of the underground space is. It’s easy to say if it’s flat ground, but what if it’s water? What if it were countless sharp rock spines? What if there are other dangerous monsters? "

Feng Ying wanted to fight for it again, but Gordon stared back.

Anxier also nodded and said: "The ones here who can skillfully control the flying insects are either too old or too young, or they are too weak. If the Thunder God Dragon is really still alive, it's hard to say who will take the last hit. "

Pu Xian looked at Lie Yan, Lie Yan looked at Feng Ying, Feng Ying looked at Huo Xiao, and Huo Xiao raised his hands as if surrendering.

Hayata felt helpless at Ansir's too straightforward way of speaking. Fortunately, at this moment, rapid footsteps came from the distance.

"Here they come."

Wearing special armor in the style of witch uniforms, fully armed Huo Ya and Shui Yun trotted over.

The hunters all looked at Shui Yun. This dragon girl who always gave people a calm and calm look paused slightly, as if she was not used to being watched.

"It's okay~." Noticing her sister's nervousness, Huo Ya comforted her in a low voice.

"Do you feel it?" Puxian asked Shuiyun in a deep voice.

Shui Yun pursed her lips, closed her eyes and felt it carefully for a long time, then raised her head and said: "The breath of the Thunder Dragon has completely disappeared."

As she said that, she bowed to the hunters, "Thank you for your hard work."

The expressions of Gordon and others all relaxed, and Puxian laughed out loud, "The light is so bright! Everyone in the village should have prepared a banquet!

Let's go home!"

Peggy is an ordinary merchant. He will buy mountain products in the villages near the East Trad Wetland (Feng Ying's poaching ground) and then sell them in East Doruma.

The profit is not too much, but it is safe and stable, enough to support the whole family.

Carrying a huge package on his back, walking on the small road to East Doruma, Pei Ji was in a good mood.

The package was full of mountain products he had purchased in the past two days. The temperature this year is suitable, and the production of specialty mushrooms in the East Trad Wetland is gratifying, as well as the high-quality carefully selected antlers.

These things, the chambers of commerce in East Doruma have always bought as much as they can, and they can make a lot of money!

However, before going to Dongdoruma, Peiji had to make a detour and go to a nearby castle.

It was a small fortress, and Peiji had a childhood friend from the same hometown who served as the captain of the garrison there. He was asked by his family to bring some things to him.

It happened to be late, and he could stay for a night. Anyway, the rules of the fortress were not strict.

Just thinking about this, Peiji's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"What's the smell?" The merchant frowned.

There was a pungent smell in the air, which smelled like the burnt smell of some burning oil, as if it came from the direction of the fortress?

With a sense of uneasiness in his heart, Peiji tightened his straps, quickly climbed to the top of the hill in front of him, and looked into the distance.

The scene that came into his eyes made his pupils shrink suddenly.

In the billowing black smoke, the familiar fortress had disappeared, replaced by a burning ruin.

The recent chapters have been a bit stuck, and today I suddenly realized a problem - I seem to be following the plot too much.

Although I have tried my best to write the battle differently, it is still difficult to jump out of the scope of the Rise game plot.

Lieyan needs highlights, and the protagonist group will be relatively supporting roles.

Thunder Dragon has given everyone a chance to play, and it is a bit difficult to do it again in the Origin of Hundred Dragons.

I even considered letting the Wind Dragon swallow the Thunder Dragon and create an original Wind Dragon of the Origin of Hundred Dragons.

But to put it bluntly, they are all monsters that float in the air and fire map cannons, and it is difficult to write something new in the battle process.

So, "Origin of Hundred Dragons" should be left to Lieyan.

Fengying will stay in Yanhuo Village temporarily, and together with her friends, she will finish this battle for her hometown and solve the Night Walk of Hundred Dragons. This is her coming-of-age ceremony and her original intention of becoming a hunter.

Gordon and others are about to embark on another adventure

(Fengying will not be away from the team for a long time, to put it bluntly, it is just a hunt 0v0)