Chapter 412
Three magicians in golden robes rode black dragons and hovered in front of the vine cage, obviously heading for Cheng Yu.
"Master Cheng Yu, you are in trouble."
Next to him, an old refugee reminded Cheng Yu in a low voice.
Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
The refugee old man said mysteriously, "Do you know why the Black Dragon Grand Duke is called the Black Dragon Grand Duke?"
Cheng Yu shook his head. He was not from the Red Moon Empire, so how could he know why the Black Dragon Grand Duke was called the Black Dragon Grand Duke.
"Because the Entus family where the Black Dragon Grand Duke belongs raised a fifth-level black dragon, and that black dragon is the symbol of the Entus family." The old man whispered.
"That's not right. The dragon race is a very proud race. How can the Entus family raise it just like that?"
Cheng Yu was able to subdue Mayville mainly because Mayville was injured at the time and her strength dropped sharply.
He helped Meiweier heal her wounds, and with the temptation of delicious food, he slowly raised Meiweier's favorability to 100, and then he won Meiweier.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for humans to subdue the dragon clan.
The old man's voice was trembling slightly, "The ancestors of the Entus family once got a black dragon egg. The Entus family hatched the dragon egg and raised the black dragon from childhood. It followed the Entus family to fight north and south and defeated many powerful enemies."
"So it was raised from childhood."
Cheng Yu said how could the black dragon be with humans.
He looked up and looked forward, looking at the fifth-level black dragon in the air.
The black dragon's body and limbs were as thin as bamboo poles. It can be simply described as a thin dog, which is completely different from Meiweier's bloated and domineering body.
The dragon clan likes promiscuity and gives birth to various strange dragon subspecies. Pure-blooded black dragons are very rare. Cheng Yu estimated that this black dragon is a dragon subspecies, not a pure-blooded black dragon.
After hovering for a while, the three men on the back of the black dragon looked at the vine cage together. The middle-aged man on the right side of the silver-haired old man said, "I heard that there is a magician who is good at plant magic here and killed the cavalry of the Black Dragon Army."
The voice was as loud as a bell and deafening.
The refugees below felt pain in their ears and quickly covered their ears.
Cheng Yu felt the magic contained in the voice and knew that this person used some kind of sonic magic.
The vines of the vine cage retracted underground.
Oh!
Doris on the top of the cage fell down unexpectedly, her face in close contact with the ground, and she fell flat on her face. She got up, patted the dust, and looked at Cheng Yu with resentment.
Cheng Yu ignored Doris and focused on the black dragon. He admitted directly, "Yes, I killed the five hundred cavalrymen."
"You evil executioner, you actually killed the righteous black dragon cavalrymen."
The middle-aged man in the golden robe was indignant and angrily accused Cheng Yu.
These nobles actually claimed to be righteous, which really made Cheng Yu feel a little funny. This is like a highly centralized emperor saying that he is not a dictator.
After the middle-aged man accused Cheng Yu, he changed the subject and the anger in his tone disappeared. He said in a condescending manner, "However, the Black Dragon Grand Duke likes to make friends with talents. If you are willing to submit to the Black Dragon Grand Duke, the matter of killing the cavalry can be written off, and you can also get a good reward."
The Black Dragon Grand Duke was angry when he heard that the five hundred cavalrymen were wiped out, but his first thought was not to retaliate, but to recruit the other party.
After some investigation, it was learned that a very powerful plant magician killed the cavalrymen, and the vine magic was not even afraid of fire.
If such talents can be recruited, wouldn't they be stronger than a cavalry of 500 people?
So three magicians were sent to negotiate.
Of course, the Black Dragon Grand Duke also considered that Cheng Yu might refuse his invitation, so he sent the fifth-level black dragon that protected the family to come together.
The dragon race is the most powerful creature on the Celsis continent. The combat power of the fifth-level black dragon is comparable to that of the sixth-level legendary powerhouse, which can be called the combat power ceiling of the Red Moon Empire.
If Cheng Yu dares to refuse, he will be killed directly.
"Not interested."
Cheng Yu refused casually.
There was a hint of ruthlessness in the eyes of the silver-haired old man, "In this case, then die."
Ah~
The fifth-level black dragon subspecies opened its bloody mouth, with a mouthful of fangs clearly visible, and roared at Cheng Yu, with a terrifying momentum.
Where has Xia Lin seen such a scene?
With a look of fear on his face, he hid behind Cheng Yu, holding the corner of Cheng Yu's clothes, trembling, "Master Cheng Yu, you have provoked the dragon clan, and we are going to die."
In the eyes of ordinary orcs, the dragon clan is an invincible existence, even if it is a subspecies of the dragon clan.
Cheng Yu: "Everyone has to die since ancient times, and they will die sooner or later."
Xia Lin: "(ｰ̀дｰ́)"
The silver-haired old man took out six silver swords, each of which was about the length of a chopstick, with runes all over the surface. He injected magic power into the six swords, and the runes on the surface of the six swords flowed and flew in six directions around.The moment the six silver swords landed, a huge magic circle with a diameter of more than 600 meters appeared on the ground.
"What is this?"
Cheng Yu was in the center of the magic circle, trying to condense magic, but the magic in his body stagnated and could not condense a magic circle. The vine slapping magic and fly magic could not be used.
"Hahaha, you can't use magic anymore." A middle-aged man laughed.
The silver-haired old man in the middle also laughed, "Your magic has been sealed. You can't use any magic within two days. Your vine magic that is not afraid of fire is useless no matter how powerful it is."
The Black Dragon Grand Duke is a cautious person. Not only did he send out the fifth-level black dragon to protect the family, but he also asked three magicians to bring high-level magic props [Silver Sword of Sealing Magic] to seal the opponent's magic first, and then kill them, striving for stability.
For a magician, the magic is sealed, just like a good cook can't cook without rice.
Cheng Yu smiled faintly and looked at the three people on the dragon's back, "Do you know why I learn magic?"
"Tsk, I don't care why you learn magic." The silver-haired old man said disdainfully.
"I learn magic just for fun, you don't really think I'm a magician?"
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Now it's the turn of the three people to be confused. They thought Cheng Yu was a powerful magician from the beginning, and his strength was probably above the third level.
Cheng Yu rubbed his wrist. After this period of time, his strength and defense attributes have reached more than 90,000, close to 100,000, comparable to a ninth-level warrior.
He suddenly exerted force and punched forward.
Like water flow, air is also a fluid medium. The powerful force carried by the fist acts on the air, causing the air in front of the fist to compress rapidly, forming an air flow bullet, which hits the fifth-level black dragon a hundred meters away.
The invisible air stream shot out with a bang, hitting the body of the fifth-level black dragon, staining the sky with blood, and directly opened a big bloody hole in the fifth-level black dragon.
The fifth-level black dragon fell from the sky with its wings spinning, and fell to the ground with a bang.
However, it was not completely dead yet, and its wings were flapping and struggling desperately.
The three magicians also fell to the ground, looking at the fifth-level black dragon that was about to die, their eyes were full of shock and fear. This person's magic power was obviously sealed, and they didn't feel any magic power fluctuations. Why could he kill the fifth-level black dragon from a distance?