It rained all the time.

The dim low-pressure clouds still shrouded the Moon Shadow Islands, as if the dazzling starlight before was just a dreamy illusion.

On the muddy mountain path, two companies of Zeelandia's dragon knights protected the remaining sailors of John's merchant group in the center of the team.

Fortunately, in such bad weather, these sailors, who were generally relatively weak and looked a little dazed, were still able to have a 'white wolf' to ride on, and even a few more.

It was a bit painful for these white wolves who had just experienced a hellish battle and were captured again, because not only did they have to carry these sailors and their bodies, but they also pulled a dozen temporarily spliced ​​mechanical cars behind them.

Adhering to the principle of making the best use of everything and not wasting it, before leaving, Li Wei asked his family members to take away all the luggage that could be carried on the Dauntless.

Even the sixteen ship-based artillery pieces that were not broken were dismantled, and the same dismantled gears were used as wheels to assemble them, turning it into a Tushan cannon with a completely different style.

As for the Dreadnought, which was riddled with holes,

Li Wei, whose brain was already 'empty blue' and whose blood vessels were pulsing, was not in the mood or ability to be a porter of nature again for the time being.

It's such a heavy thing that the Luskans wouldn't be able to move it away even if they wanted to.

However, Levi did not intend to give up completely on this ship that had just entered service and was close to being scrapped and decommissioned.

It’s not that I’m going to take it back for repairs. I’ve been tortured into this kind of virtue. Not to mention the difficulty of repairs, even the cost of repairs in manpower and material resources, I can almost build a new ship.

Some people may ask why magic, such as "restoration" and other spells are not used for repair.

Not to mention how to find so many mid-level mages who know the restoration spell to do such a bad thing, but when it comes to magic, there are almost no cheap ones, and it is recognized that the casting materials consumed by the restoration spell are

Gan.

Otherwise, Herbert would not have had the opportunity to use restorative techniques to cure his old lameness after winning first-class military exploits at the Battle of the Sebring River.

The reason why Levi wanted to get it back again was because of the dragon's instinctive habit of collecting treasures.

Not to mention the extremely ugly deficit in the quarterly financial report just to build this thing, the various steels and rare metals used in this Dreadnought are an astronomical sum in a world where the labor force has not been fully developed. Take it back

Once melted, it is estimated that at least two legions can be equipped with a set of full-body plate armor.

Even if she didn't intend to melt it down, she had participated in several battles with him anyway. Taking such a 'famous ship' back would be an 'important historical relic', right?

If you leave it there for decades or hundreds of years, it would be quite nice to use it to open a museum and charge admission fees.

As for Levi himself, he had also transformed into Karthus' version of the elf form at this time, but he was covered with a layer of full-body plate armor that was the same as Alley's.

However, unlike Alley's body, which looks like it has been frosted and dull to minimize the sense of presence, Levi's body looks like it has been polished, the light is discernible, and it is very eye-catching, better than some of the Archon Saints of Paradise Mountain.

The samurai still wanted to attract attention, which made Randall, the real paladin not far away, swallow his saliva.

Since this operation is planned to be passive and default to pretending to be a paladin, then just follow through to the end.

The reason why he did not continue to maintain his true form was because God knows how many days of heavy rains had fallen on this broken island. The soil was very loose. Unless he had been flying in the sky, he was really worried that he would fall into a landslide as soon as he stepped down.

It would be too demoralizing for a bunch of family members to survive a disaster with him and suddenly suffer such an unreasonable disaster and be buried alive again.

More importantly, the scales on his body that had been planed by a wood planer were really ugly, and the new image would undermine the majesty of his 'holy dragon'.

These days, if you can't even conquer other people's senses, why are you still acting like a magician?

Besides, he wasn't completely lying. Although he was not the envoy of Tyr, he could still be regarded as the envoy of Vol'jin, the goddess of wealth, right?

Moreover, this war can basically be said to be the joint acquiescence of the goddess of magic and the goddess of wealth behind the scenes.

The divine mark on the alliance treaty between the coastal city-states of the Sword Coast is proof of this.

Because once the threat of the Luskan pirates on the Sword Coast is quelled in the main material world, the economic and trade prosperity of the entire Northland will surely reach a new level.

With the Hokuriku United Development Bank, the Silver Moon Federation under the Magic Goddess can also take advantage of it after the war.

With the double stack of war dividends and huge financial flows from banks, magicians researched and developed new arcana and magic spells, and 'uploaded' them to the Magic Network, which could continue to enrich their power as the goddess of magic.

It is a common perception among almost every spell caster that the second generation magic goddess is worse than the first generation.

The more magic nets she can regain control of, the more stable they will be, which is naturally something that most spellcasters would like to see.

Levi was quite pleased to see that this magical man who had been addicted to love all day long was finally able to do something serious, even though the wild path he took didn't actually rely much on the magic network.

Just as Levi and the others, led by two new guides, were marching silently towards Cowell on Quines Island, news of the battle in the unknown mountain stream began to gradually spread to the defeated soldiers.

However, they were quickly regrouped by an army coming from the south coast and blocked the subsequent spread of the news.

That person was none other than the legendary Shameful Leitner who was chased around by Alley with a steel golem on the sea.

Of course Leitner does not admit that he is a legend, but if this news is allowed to continue to spread and ferment, Leitner will undoubtedly become the biggest joke in the entire Luskan, a shame that can never be washed away among the five marshals.

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Marshal Luskan was currently standing on the top of a mountain less than ten miles away from Levi, looking at the marching team with a gloomy face as if no one was around and did not hide his destination at all.

For a moment, he was like a lion encountering a porcupine. He wanted to kill him, but found that he couldn't do it on his own.

He could feel that he had fallen into a dilemma.

Facing such an elite force composed of almost all high-level warriors, especially in such complex mountainous terrain, night attacks, harassment, and long-distance attacks are almost meaningless.

Unless he leaves Cowell in the south and gathers all the forces he has at hand, it is possible to encircle and annihilate this army of less than 300 people.

This was only after the silver dragon was seriously injured and could not recover much.

But that doesn't seem to make much sense.

Not only does it delay the most important strategic goal, it also greatly damages the strength at hand.

Presumably, my colleagues would be happy to see me doing such stupid things.

This is much more serious in nature than the failure of the 'receive ship materials' mission. After all, the failure of that mission was due to external factors.

The reason why he didn't report it right away was because he saw that the silver dragon, although he didn't know what he relied on to kill the giant squid, looked like he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

On the ground, even if he didn't die on the spot, he was probably almost dying.

Therefore, almost as soon as he landed, he sent an order to the nearby troops to carry out encirclement and suppression.

How could I have thought that a metal dragon could actually use the healing magic of ancient elves?

So when he saw the stars falling from cumulonimbus clouds and the life energy rising from the forest, he was completely stunned!

The Luskan marshal stood silently in the rain, thinking, until night fell, and then the sky broke again.

The wooden-like Leitner took a long breath and finally had to admit the failure of his initial plan.

Because even he knew that he had lost his last chance to face the silver dragon alone.

One day passed, and the dragon regained the ability to breathe.

Thinking of yesterday's scene of a small half of the sea being sealed off like a cold winter, my whole back became cold.

That is a terrifying ability that is enough to cause an entire army to collapse in an instant.

It is not something that ordinary people can compete with just by relying on the sheer number of people.

"It's better to report it to the president. It should still be too late."

Just as Leitner was saying this to himself, he heard a strange voice behind him:

"No need, I've already done it for you, so of course it's still barely in time, so the president won't hold you too accountable."

Leitner's face stiffened on the spot, and then he slowly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw the disgusting figure approaching at some point, and immediately sneered:

"Then I really want to thank you, Mr. Sulzak."

"Don't be so polite, we are all our own people after all!"

The old Sulzak looked at the other person's shriveled look, not to mention how secretly happy he felt.

How can a reckless man who is obviously ignorant of magic and arcana be on an equal footing with noble spellcasters like them in the Arcane Brotherhood!

"Heh. Just tell me your request. I won't refuse if you can cooperate. If you can't, don't think too much about it."

Leitner was even amused by this 'one of his own'.

Marder, in Luskan, this group of professionals has been squeezed out by this group of spellcasters for more than a day or two. I really don’t know if Luskan can get better if this continues. These non-spellcasters, what?

Only then can we truly stand up.

But now that the other party has arrived, this is the will of the president.

But he could not refuse only the president's will.

Seeing that this reckless man still refused to give in, Sulzak was too lazy to continue pretending to be in love with each other and said politely:

"Hmph, first of all, I need information. Regarding the specific information about your battle at sea, the silver dragon does not need any introduction. I know more about the owner of Minas Tirith, Levis, than you do."

"Oh, really?" Renate pouted angrily at the adjutant beside him.

The adjutant who had also stood with him all night immediately handed a summarized battle report to the latter.

Surzak almost raised his withered hand to open the battle report, and the next second he broke the news.

He looked up in disbelief and stared at Renate, who was gloating about his misfortune, and cursed:

"Fake! You tricked me to death!"

Combined with the scarlet data in the battle report, the old mage who was bent on grabbing power suddenly discovered that he actually knew nothing about the silver dragon lord who broke into Moon Shadow Island.

It turns out that the legendary squid in the organization is also here this time

In his impression, the squid was immune to most magic below legendary level as a demon.

Then he was killed

Killed

Damn it! Why didn’t those bastards report such important information to him?

Then what is this for me now?

Flashing lights in the bathroom?

"No, I have to report it to the president!"
Chapter completed!