The old priest Veranica of the Town of Morning Town died many years ago, and the new priest was named Turo.

Turo's situation is similar to Hull at that time. He was selected by the Temple of Mis to select elves with average qualifications and extremely poor qualifications to sign a contract. He simply imparted magic knowledge and sent him to Chenxi Town to serve as a priest.

Chenxi Town has declined, and there are still only more than a hundred elves, living in three villages. There are only seven monsters, and they are all adult monsters without cubs.

There is a large forest between the abandoned Twelve Villages and Thirteen Villages, and there is a large mountain.

At this time, Chenxi Town received the news that the priest Toro was leading a dozen dwarf craftsmen to dig a cave for the little golden dragon to live.

A rare, earth-shaking event!

The news spread.

Warcraft cubs are strictly prohibited from approaching.

The other adult monsters and forest elves could not suppress their curiosity and rushed to watch from all directions. With strength, they helped to carry the excavated gravel.

At the foot of the Thirteen Village, there is a group of elves busy building houses. The contracted elves of the little golden dragon, Paris, will settle in the village alone.

This arrangement is related to the living habits of the dragon clan. The dragon clan has a long lifespan and its growth period is infinitely extended. It can be adult only at one hundred years old, or it may be promoted to the ninth level early and enter adulthood early.

During the growth process, you are in a state of sleep most of the time and should not be disturbed, so you must stay away from the elves' villages.

Upon hearing the news, the number of elves and monsters that rushed to watch increased day by day, and even the monsters in Deer Armor Town in the south and Binglian Town in the north ran over.

Gathered on the opposite hill, waiting for it.

Ten days passed quickly.

The cave for the little golden dragon to live in is dug.

The houses for the elves to live in are still under construction, and dozens of craftsmen can help, and the remaining work will not take too long.

dusk.

Four figures appeared on the mountain road.

Elder Ryan was walking in front of him.

Plain followed behind.

Behind it should be the elf Paris, and a little dragon with a light golden body and a little more than two meters long. It must be Achilles.

"Brother, look! It's here!" Lager shouted.

"Dingdang! Dingdang! Dingdang..." Gray teeth lay on Rag's head, opening his mouth to howl, just making trouble.

"Dag..." Xiya frowned slightly, raised her hand to support her Hawkeye and wait and see.

"Something is wrong." Dag looked around, and the mountains were filled with elves and monsters gathered in the fun. After thinking for a while, he said, "Don't move around first, wait and see."

Next to him, Carol lowered his voice and asked, "Dag, that little golden dragon looks a little weak?"

Dage was solemn and nodded slightly.

Cui Xisi murmured in a low voice: "So that's it, the Golden Dragon Clan sent a sick little dragon over."

Pulan led the little golden dragon and quickly walked into the dug living cave.

Elder Ryan suddenly rushes into the air, lands on the top of the mountain, waves his arm, and scolds: "That is the little golden dragon that settles in our Mis Temple. It is called Achilles. On weekdays, you adult monsters should not get close to here, and do not disturb its sleep."

"Today is a good year festival. Everyone has seen it, let's part. Hurry up and go back to the village to attend the evening festival."

The onlookers dispersed one after another.

Elder Ryan waved and said, "Darge, come with me."

"Oh." Dage agreed.

Shiala followed on tiptoe.

Behind, Lager, Shirley, Tianming, Carol, Choi Xis, Sally, Fink, a large number of monsters and elves from the external combat team wanted to follow, get closer and take a closer look.

"What are you doing with me? You haven't returned to the village yet!" Elder Ryan suddenly turned around, scolded, his eyes widened, and he glanced around.

They all stopped and dispersed reluctantly.

Dag and Shiara speed up and come to the cave.

The body is thin, the thin scales are light in color, lacking the metallic luster that the metal dragon should have, and there seems to be a hint of grayness on the forehead.

Priest Puran came up and spoke quickly, saying, "It is said that Achilles' parents' dragon nest was close to the Dragon Tomb. Before it was born, it was still a dragon egg, and it was infected by the death breath of the dragon tomb. There were three eggs in one nest, and only Achilles hatched smoothly, but his natural physique was much weaker than the normal dragon clan, so using the Imperial Blood Grass is useless..."

Elder Ryan said: "Dag, you have learned a lot of wizardry in the wombs and have learned a lot of evil ways. Let's see if there is any way to help it."

Puran waved to the cave and greeted softly: "Achilles, this is the Lager I mentioned to you, the Earth Bear who knows a lot of magic knowledge."

"Hello, Rag." Achilles was too thin and had a very large eyeball, which was a little protruding from his eye sockets, which was troubled by illness, and his personality lacked the arrogance of the dragon clan. He was even a little shy and cowardly. He looked at Chiara and asked, "Is this your contract elf?"

"Yes, her name is Shiara." Dag replied casually and asked, "Achilles, are you sure it is the breath of death floating out of the dragon's tomb?"

Achilles said: "That's what my father and mother told me."

Elder Ryan asked, "Dag, what's the problem?"

Dage said: "With the strength of the dragon clan's bloodline, how can it be continuously affected by the simple undead energy? This is a kind of curse, the undead warlock's undead warlock's undead warlock's art!"

Dag ignored Ryan and Plain's shock, thought for a while, and added: "The curse is not aimed at it, it is just a slight radiance of curse power that has invaded the dragon egg.

The caster's cultivation is very high. Even if the slightest power is overflowing, if it is another race, the strength below level 11 will probably not be able to withstand it. It is a miracle that it can survive."

Xiyara first clarified the logical relationship and asked: "The magicians of the undead are in the dragon tomb of the dragon clan?"

Elder Ryan asked, "Where did the undead warlock come from? Is there any ability to run into the dragon's tomb to make trouble?"

Who knows this? Dag shook his head.

The elf Paris, who stood behind Plain, raised his head and asked, "Teacher Dag, since you know it is a curse, then do you have a way to help Achilles lift the curse?"

Looking at Paris again, he signed a contract with Jinlong. Not only did he not strengthen his physique, but he became weaker. The curse seemed to be in contact with him along the contract.

"The curse has polluted the soul and infected its dragon crystal..." Dag shook his head and said, "No solution."

After saying that, he added: "The undead warlock who casts this spell has a high level of cultivation, and is probably not an ordinary extraordinary..."

"There are such a powerful warlock on the continent?" Elder Ryan asked suspiciously, "Achilles, your parents didn't tell you what happened back then? For example, a powerful foreign powerhouse sneaked into Mount Valan…"

"I don't know." Achilles shook his head blankly.

"Forget it, then follow the plan." Elder Ryan turned his head and priest Toro, who was standing not far away, briefly explained:

"Prain Priest stays in the town of Morning, and he will preside over the good year of your town this year. Achilles follows and participates, hoping to gain the attention and recognition of the Goddess of Nature. If it is really a curse, Goddess of Nature will definitely have a way to help it be lifted."

"I understand, Elder Ryan!" Turo agreed.

Plain reached out and pulled Paris, the elf standing behind him, and laughed, "Dag, I heard you like to teach students. Look, I have found you the best student."

"Oh." Dag's throat made a response, and at this time, his thoughts had already floated away.

Regarding the undead disaster that broke out at the end of the Third Age, the official statement of the Fourth Age was that due to fierce wars, the world magic network was on the verge of collapse. The Varan Mountain Dragon Clan's settlement formed a space crack along with the undead plane, and the undead invaded along the space crack.

However, the war is far from reaching the severity of the World Magic Net's collapse, but there are traces of the undead on Mount Valan.

Then, it can be concluded that the statement given by the official in the Fourth Era is completely wrong.

Maybe it's a mistake.

Perhaps it was because of unknown reasons that deliberately concealed the truth and distorted historical facts.

What is the real reason?

Dage immediately had speculation: a dragon clan who was originally driven out of Mount Valan, learned various methods from the remote and unpopular undead warlock outside. When he was old, he returned to Mount Valan, obtained permission to enter the Dragon Tomb to rest. But it did not rest in peace, but instead used the help of the undead energy that had gathered countless years of undead spirits in the tomb to practice the undead spirit technique, turned into a undead dragon, and caused a subsequent disaster.

The problem may have occurred very early and to the point where it cannot be curbed.

According to this reasoning, it can also explain why the Valan Mountain Dragon Clan has been acting low-key in the past thousand years, especially the sacred dragon, which has hardly ever appeared again.

There was a big problem inside Mount Valan, and they were busy suppressing civil strife!

...

"Achilles should be hungry for a day, right? Plain, go to the mountain to kill two wild boars and bring them up." Elder Ryan began to instruct:

"Turo, you go back to the village first and arrange the sacrificial affairs, and don't delay it."

"Dag, Shiyala, you go back to the village first, and don't spread the curse."

Each received his order and left.

Elder Ryan also hurriedly left and rushed back to the Temple of Mees to participate in the sacrifice.

...

Late at night, the silver moon is in the sky.

Sacrifices in each village begin in turn.

Dage simply glanced around and confirmed that there were no special sacrifices, and his consciousness was locked in the sacrifice temple of Chenxi Town.

On the altar is a large emerald gem with walnuts, star-level magical material, and natural magic gem - Yun's emerald gem.

The larger the gem, the greater the purpose and the higher the value.

Generally speaking, mica emeralds produced by large green jade veins are generally the size of mung beans and have eighteen-sided crystals.
To be continued...