MTLNOVEL Chapter 25: Lich and Dragon (2)_2
Andrew was already sweating profusely but forced a smile and asked, "You want to find a dragon?"
"Yes, a gold dragon."
"A gold dragon? Not a green dragon?"
"No, no, no, not a green dragon. I'm very sure the one I want to find is a gold dragon. Some beastmen said they saw a gold dragon earlier. By the way, why did you suddenly mention a green dragon? Is there a green dragon nearby?" Bruto's eyes began to sparkle.
"Uh..." Andrew's lips twitched slightly, "What do you want the dragon for?"
"In the name of justice... to get him to donate a bit of money. You know, dragons are very rich."
"You're saying... robbery?"
"Yes, exactly. Oh no, no, no, no, not like that. Did I say the word 'robbery'?"
"You didn't say it."
"Yes, I didn't say it, so it's not robbery. How could a just cause be called robbery? I mean, hoping they would sponsor a just cause, that's what I meant, you know." Bruto said seriously, "If you could introduce me, I could give you a bit of commission. Of course, just a little bit, because our just cause is quite expensive."
Andrew exhaled slowly, wiping off some sweat. Though he didn't quite understand why a lich would want money, at least the immediate danger seemed to be averted.
Oh, the danger was not only averted, but he also gained a powerful ally. A bold idea popped into Andrew's mind.
"There is indeed a green dragon around here, but she's very poor, not suitable for, um, not suitable for sponsoring a just cause."
"That's really a shame." Bruto spread his hands helplessly. "Of course, I'm still willing to give her the blessings from the White Bone Holy Light Court; after all, we're compassionate."
Andrew tensed up immediately, "The 'blessings' you're talking about mean..."
Bruto shrugged indifferently, "Just real blessings. Prayers, baptisms, and then getting thanked, that kind of thing."
"Oh." Andrew's heart, which had been in his throat, relaxed. He was now convinced that this lich was just money-hungry. So, he lowered his voice and said, "There are three gold dragons around here."
"Three?" Bruto froze.
"Yes, three, not just one like you said." Andrew said seriously, "They are nearby and have been around these past few days. But I'm not quite sure if you can take on three gold dragons. They don't seem to support just causes much; you might have to 'convert' them a bit."
Bruto tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I have two companions, I can call one over."
"Why only call one?"
"Because I don't want to share the spoils with two people. Hahaha..."
...
At the bottom of the clear but pitch-black lake, Christina lay quietly, her golden hair gently swaying with the water. Bored, she started playing rock-paper-scissors with her hands, occasionally laughing, sometimes looking up, hoping Andrew would appear.
Suddenly, a voice rang out in her mind, "Andrejewitsch—I know you're here! Come out immediately!"
Christina was stunned.
...
Equally stunned were the two gold dragons searching for Christina several kilometers away.
In their shock, they slowly shed their camouflage, revealing their true forms.
"Who is this? It's not Christina's voice." The larger, more robust gold dragon looked at Andrejewitsch.
Andrejewitsch was petrified, "I don't know, I've never heard this voice before. It sounds like a lich, a very withered voice."
"Let's check it out." The larger gold dragon turned around as he spoke.
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"This shout alone will bring him over? Are you sure?" Bruto asked Andrew from the top of a rock.
"Yes, I guarantee it. Soon, a gold dragon will be here. You can ask them to sponsor just causes to your heart's content." Andrew said as he climbed down the rock.
"I thought he would hide from us; turns out just calling out brings him out?" said Simon, who had removed his helmet and rubbed his bald skull, watching Andrew run away quickly.
"Who knows, there's no harm in trying."
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"Quick! We need to leave this place immediately!" Andrew grabbed the dazed little beastman from the ground, slung him over his shoulder, and ran toward the oasis.
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"By the way, the range of your psychic shock just now, how far was it?"
"A hundred kilometers or so, why?"
"Aikleion might hear it too. He's within that range."
"No, he won't hear it. I specifically blocked him out. Hahaha. Just the two of us, I don't want a third person. Imagine the two of us leading an entire undead army dressed in Silver Moon Armor onto the battlefield. Let him be envious!"
"Hahaha! That's a great idea. If it were not three gold dragons but only one, would you even have told me?"
"No, don't think that way, my brother Simon. I would still notify you first after finishing the job and invite you to be the first to inspect my knight corps."
"So you still wouldn't share with me? I knew it!"
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In the sky, two giant gold dragons were flying leisurely toward the source of the voice, and they already had a bad premonition.
In another direction, the last gold dragon was also hurrying over.
At the same time, seventy kilometers away, Aikleion was patiently trying to communicate with a group of beastmen.
"Don't be afraid; I'm not undead! Oh, no, I am undead, but a just undead. I'm just asking for directions. Have you seen a gold dragon? Gold dragon... damn, how do you say gold dragon in beastman language?" Lowering his head, he pulled out a notebook and started leafing through it carefully: "Gold dragon, golden dragon, roar, wings, tail..."
Opposite him, a large group of beastmen huddled together in fear, trembling.
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Christina suddenly burst out of the water. Water droplets fell off her golden hair and clung tightly to her skin.
"Hurry, our opportunity has come, we need to leave this place." Andrew pulled Christina up onto the shore.
"Opportunity?" Christina panted heavily.
"Our helpers have arrived. Maybe not helpers, but they might be. They'll distract those gold dragons for us."
"Distract the gold dragons? They are..."
"Lichs," Andrew said seriously, "very powerful, very frightening epic lichs."
...
The desert wind, carrying sand and dust, lightly blew.
The rolling sand on the ground swept across like waves, one after another.
Two giant gold dragons were flapping their wings, appearing on the distant horizon. Emerging from the darkness, they immediately became the focus of attention.
Under the night sky, two lichs, one dressed in Silver Moon Knight Order armor and the other in White Bone Holy Light Court robes, quietly stood on a tall rock, watching the two gold dragons flying toward them.
The gold dragons unleashed their dragon might madly, but the dragon might clearly had no effect on lichs, especially old lichs with over ten thousand years of experience.
As if predicting something, the clouds in the sky began to churn.
Black magic power gathered, and the white cloak behind them fluttered.
"They're really here, fifty-fifty split."
"Agreed. Hahaha."
Raising their fists, or rather their hand bones, they gently bumped them against each other. The soul flames in their eye sockets blazed wildly.
A lightning bolt streaked across the sky with a rumble, illuminating their fearsome faces. It also illuminated the bodies of the two gold dragons in the distance, symbolic of power.