One thousand two hundred and seventy-one: The evil dragon collided with the volcano, and the earth s
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Yan Wan snorted with satisfaction, stood up and said: "I fought to the death with this dragon before, and this account has to be settled separately. Moreover, I also contributed a lot in this battle, and the treasures in the castle are also Give me a share."
"..." Matthew gritted his teeth and nodded helplessly.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the scarred dragon struggled violently, swung its claws to avoid the enemy's attack, raised its head and howled, took steps forward with an aura of grief and anger, and moved forward in a certain direction. Rush away.
"The effect passed so quickly" Yan Wang blinked, a little confused.
Matthew coughed and threw away the abandoned scroll: "It is a dragon after all. Its scales have strong immunity. It is very lucky that it can last for such a long time."
Yan Wan's eyes followed the evil dragon: "What is it going to do? Is it trying to swim away?"
"I don't know...wait a minute." Matthew was about to shake his head when he suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the map from his pocket.
He spread it out and looked at it, pointed his finger in a certain direction, and said seriously: "It is going to commit suicide, and it is going to try to trigger a volcanic eruption."
"What kind of unscientific operation is this!"
Yan Wan was stunned and ran towards the castle anxiously: "Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and find the key to the gate of hell. And those treasures."
Matthew raised his head and glanced at the evil dragon, which was getting smaller and smaller in the night, knowing that he couldn't catch up. He could only call on the knights to follow Yan Wan to the castle.
Regardless of whether the evil dragon will successfully detonate the volcano, they must find the key to the door of hell as soon as possible. As long as they find this thing, they are done.
Click!
Yan Wan and the others, who were digging through the pile of gold coins, suddenly trembled and raised their heads in unison, their eyes falling on the falling gravel in front of them.
"It's going to collapse, run quickly."
Yan Wan showed an ugly smile and stuffed things into the bag faster and faster with one hand. When the bag was completely full and nothing could be stuffed, he sealed it carefully.
He roared loudly, stepped on his feet, and plucked onions from dry land and jumped up. Picking up the bag weighing a hundred kilograms, Sa Yazi ran towards the way she came.
Not far away, a torrent as hot as molten iron gradually seeped down from the top of the mountain and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.
In the hazy sky, the black clouds had already been torn apart by the erupting volcano, turning half of the sky a bright red.
The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, and the surrounding temperature also rose rapidly, accompanied by continuous earthquake-like tremors.
Yan Wang fled outwards, taking the lead and leaving everyone behind. On the way, I also picked up a large piece of flesh and blood scales from the demon dragon that I had just chopped off.
If you are a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist, it will be good to save your life. As for other people, just love them to death and don’t care about them.
The persona can be re-established if it collapses, but nothing is lost if the life is gone. Yan Wan doesn't think he has the strength to bathe in a magma pool now.
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After a night.
Yan Wan hugged the heavy bag in a panic and sat on the shore without saying a word. His face was black and covered with mud, just like a refugee who escaped from an African mine.
There was a fire in front of him, and dragon meat was being roasted. As for the scales, he peeled them off and planned to see if he could find someone to make a piece of equipment.
Next to them, Matthew and the others were in no better condition.
And it seemed that in order to highlight his identity as a bishop, Matthew was still wearing a robe, which was naturally inconvenient for walking. In order to escape last night, he originally planned to tear open two slits in the robe.
However, he later discovered that the quality of this thing was too good. In desperation, he took off his robe decisively and ran away.
Now... From the corner of his eye, Yan Wan glanced at Matthew, who was shirtless and exposed his ribs, sitting shivering in front of the fire to keep warm.
"Hey, have you found the key to the gate of hell?" Yan Wan couldn't help but ask.
Matthew shook his head: "No."
Just kidding, do you think anyone has a perverted physique like yours?
After running for several kilometers carrying one to two hundred kilograms of stuff and swimming in the sea for two hours, Yan Wan was stunned to drag the bag ashore.
Others, on the contrary, threw away everything they could for fear that it would delay their escape.
"What about you?" Matthew's eyes filled with resentment couldn't help but fall on the bag beside Yan Wan. This grandson wanted to make a fortune before he left. He was extremely greedy for money.
Yan Wang was extremely vigilant, holding the bag and moving a few steps to the side, and cursed: "What's that look in your eyes? Don't forget that you still owe me money."
With a dark face, Matthew stretched out his hand and gestured: "The key is in the shape of a third ball, black. Look for it and see if it's inside."
"good."
Yan Wan frowned, opened the bag, poured everything out, and plucked the jewelry and gold pounds all over the floor. He kept muttering: "This is not it, and this is not it either."
Blah blah blah...
Yan Wang shook the bag and said it was gone. The things on the ground were neatly divided into three categories by him. Gems, gold coins, trash.
Why is there garbage?
It's simple... Creatures like dragons like shiny things, and worthless things like glass are also shiny, so naturally they are within the scope of their collection.
Yan Wan kicked the pile of rubbish aside in disgust, put the gems and gold coins away again, and sealed them carefully. Then he raised his head and said to Matthew, "Did you see it? I didn't notice it anyway."
On Matthew's side, several pairs of eyes were watching carefully, and even a knight took out a device to detect demonic energy. Unfortunately, Yan Wan had demonic energy, and it was very strong, but... don't forget that this guy is roasting dragon meat. Woolen cloth.
They subconsciously believed that the demonic energy emanated from the dragon's scales and flesh, so they didn't think much about it. When they saw that there was no trace of the key, they couldn't help but have a look of disappointment on their faces.
When Yan Wang saw this, he curled his lips secretly. Fortunately, I was prepared.
As the old saying goes, 'Be careful and sail the ship for thousands of years.' My ancestors did not deceive me.
Matthew looked at the island and sighed: "It seems that the key to the gate of hell is still in the castle, and may have been covered by the magma."
Yan Huan scratched his head: "If you don't tell it, it won't spread. But I think there is a possibility. If there is a devil's spy in your Holy See and exchanges with the devil dragon on some conditions, it is not impossible to take the key away in advance. Probably, right."
"..." Matthew was speechless, why do you always think that there is a demon lurking in our Holy See?
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A few days later.
Yan Wan and the others slowly returned to Green City.
As he expected, after the evaluation, a bar was added to Yan Wan's badge.
Home.
Thor threw the badge to him and said teasingly: "Tsk, tsk, do what you do. After a while, I'm afraid he will be on equal footing with us."