"Please, I just planned to go out for a walk, but inexplicably there was a task indicator."

At this time, Diapolo, who had entered the jungle, stopped and a dark guard slowly sank into it in the shadow of the bushes behind him.

"But it is true. Being able to become a chief requires a brain in addition to strength. There is no simpler existence at the leader level."

After whispering a few soft words, Diapolo wandered in the mountains without any psychological burden.

Even if he goes back empty-handed, what can the bullhead do to him? Suspicion is always just suspicion. Without showing any evidence that cannot be produced, who will help bullhead surround him?

Honey~

The frost was white and cold, and the frost visible to the naked eye spread from above, and the crystal clear ice also condensed from the air, as if it was about to freeze it in it.

"Oh, I've stepped on the mine."

Diapolo knew what he had stepped on. The trigger magic array was like a landmine. It was extremely concealed. If you were not careful, you would get hit. Of course, this was because he didn't pay attention to his feet.

But Diapolo had only heard of this thing before and had never seen it. After all, no one would bury mines at the sea, so he was caught after just after walking around.

"But it's a pity, it's a little less powerful."

Just like time was flowing back, the floating deep white cold air and the rapidly condensed and thickened ice began to disappear. In a faint, a heat force quietly spread, causing the newly thawed grass under Diabolo's feet to turn a burnt yellow color.

"Next time, I can't get the same loss for the second time."

As if there were, Diapolo glanced at a bush beside him, and then continued to move forward aimlessly, and after he left for a long time.

The bushes that drifted with the forest wind suddenly turned into a half-elf ranger lying on the ground, wearing a dark green cloak.

At this time, the tall, muscular, but the face was completely opposite to the figure. The young man looked pale. At this time, he had only one thought.

"I was discovered!"

"But why?" Then the confusion followed, the elf ranger's hair and the leather armored vegetation were soaked in a lot of sweat. "Since I have noticed my existence, why catch me?"

"That's because I'm too weak, so don't care!" When the half-elf-hero man was thinking randomly, Diapolo also looked here helplessly.

"Is my acting skills so bad? No, it's too difficult to pretend to be blind. Oh, it's really hard to be a dragon."

Diapolo planned to run to the ground camp after getting the letter of fame, so he would not kill people randomly and leave a bad record for himself. God knows if there are any spells there to see the relevant information.

But to be honest, the half-elf ranger's disguise skills are quite good, because Diapolo really can't recognize it just by judging from the appearance.

Because the opponent's hidden technology is physical hiding, it is combined with several spells with extremely slight fluctuations in the element. The effect this causes is one plus one greater than two.

But unfortunately, Diapolo can see the soul of a creature, so if he cannot conceal his soul fluctuations, all the existences hiding disguised in front of him are like fireflies in the dark, which are obviously amazing.

Diapolo swayed at the battle boundary between the ground camp and the underground camp. He watched the standard adventure team with more than five people kill monsters, the tunnel worms devour thieves, and occasionally appreciated the agile posture of the elf ranger jumping on the branches.

boom!

Amazing elemental fluctuations came from the mountains not far away, and the wind blowing from afar became a little hot. Diapolo looked up at the sky and could clearly see a red light column that rushed straight into the sky and then decayed continuously.

"Good guy, who is shameless? Carry the magic cannon in." Seeing this amazing attack aftermath, Diapolo couldn't help but exclaim.

Because even the dragon will avoid its sharp edge and will not face hardships when using wisdom to condense extraordinary power and attack. Of course, for a specific analysis of the specific situation, the magic cannon that adult dragons are afraid of will be ignored directly when they arrive at the ancient dragon, so it depends on the caliber of the cannon.

For example, although this attack, which was suspected to be a magic cannon, seemed amazing, Diapolo guessed that there should be no major problems with his physical condition.

So after a second of careful thinking, the black-haired boy rushed to the starting point to join in the fun.

A scorching breath filled the air, and black and red ash slowly fell from all around. The warrior wearing thick red armor stood in the scorched earth, his eyes covered by blue crystals staring coldly and ruthlessly at the trembling monster.

"You can be proud of being able to die under the fire of the Red Dragon."

The sound of a particularly young voice echoed in the air with a metal tremor, and then the red light once again condensed into the muzzle that appeared in a tail shape behind him,

boom!

The clustered light burst out again, shooting towards the flying monkey with broken wings exposed on despair.

Honey!

A slight hissing sounded. This time the Red Dragon Cannon did not destroy the monster's body as before, and then smashed the forest, earth and stones, and finally shot into the sky.

This shot was amazingly powerful, no less than the attack of a conventional magic cannon. It was blocked by a palm that looked slender and slender with fair skin, and could not enter a single inch.

"Who are you?"

Such an amazing scene made the Red Armored Warrior who launched this attack stop outputting. He was not stupid. He knew it was invalid, so how could he waste the energy stored by the "Red Dragon" in vain?

“It’s pretty powerful.”

With an extremely appreciative and hiding a hint of excitement, Diapolo looked at the red armored warrior in front of him, and he wanted to listen to the sound in front of him, who should be very young, showing his palms.

"Look, you hurt me."

You can see a round burnt mark on the perfect palm. However, the burnt mark is constantly falling off at this time. Just as the wind blew by alternately igniting the hot and cold air flow, the burnt mark disappeared, and the skin in the palm of the palm returned to its previous pureness and flawlessness.

"Are you humiliating me?"

Such a scene and provocation were unintentional. The guy in the armor where the dragon could vaguely see the shadow of the dragon. That's what he thought, and he was so angry that he was trembling by the scene in front of him.

"No, it's not humiliation, it's recognition." Diapolo shook his head seriously, "You, or the armor on you, is really good."

"That's of course, [Red Dragon] is my graduation design ten years later." The Red Armored Warrior who had guessed what level of Diapolo was not panicked, but instead became confident after hearing Diapolo's words.

Not only did he point out that he was the designer of the same thing as a mecha, but he also stated that it was an unfinished item.

"Are you an armed designer?" Diapolo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that he was lucky. "Did you design the armed forces on you?"

"Of course, I won't cheat people with such things."

"Then how did you appear here?" In a flash, Diapolo's face became a little strange.

Armed is a suit that can increase the user's abilities in all aspects. The biggest feature of armed forces is that they can be mass-produced, and even armed forces with excellent structures can be strengthened and improved on the original basis.

Armed can turn the weak into mediocre people, turn the mediocre people into strong people, let humans have the possibility of slaying dragons alone, and make everything impossible into possibility. This is an extraordinary creature that can change the world pattern.

Therefore, the existence of being able to design armed forces is regarded as a treasure by the forces of various countries. It has a transcendent position that is incomparable to other industries, but it is also subject to extremely terrifying restrictions.

Therefore, this kind of armed designer with a status equivalent to a national treasure should not appear on the battlefield of fighting with aliens no matter how they think.

"Is your country dead?" This is the only possibility that Diapolo could think of. Armed designers have no personal freedom, and they cannot even arrange their own food and daily life, let alone travel.

"Your country has just perished. I'm just here to experiment with the [Red Dragon] I designed."

"Well, are you an apprentice?" Diapolo had a flash of inspiration and thought of another possibility.

"..." This time, every part of his body was covered with red armor, and the guy said nothing.

"So that's it, I'm saying." Diapolo nodded, ignored the flying ape secretly running away behind him, and continued to talk to the interesting little guy in front of him.

"I will be promoted to a formal armed designer soon." The designer wearing [Red Dragon] maintained his last stubbornness, "Forget it, why do you say this to someone like you who don't know how to talk about this? You don't understand it even if you say it."

laugh!

A red elemental flow gushed out from behind him, and vaguely formed a pair of dragon wings. This guy was about to soar into the sky under this driving force.

"It's not a good habit to leave without saying goodbye."

Seeing the [Red Dragon] who was about to leave, Diapolo smiled and pressed. The armed armed force, which was nearly three meters tall and seemed a little out of place with everything Diapolo had seen before, solidified in the air.

"If you want to leave, at least you have to say goodbye to me, and then you can only leave when I agree."

"However, it is impossible to agree to you, judging from your appearance."

With a sigh, a staff inlaid with a gem of human heads and a head-sized gem was smashed at Diapolo.

boom!

The staff fell to the ground and hit the ground, and the earth suddenly surged like waves on the sea.
Chapter completed!