Wilderness cottage, in the courtyard.

When Amon came out, the courtyard was already full of people, and about twenty young knights from the Dragon Knights lined up straight. When they saw Amon, their eyes were frenzied and respectful.

They almost lined up like an electric shock, saluting, slapped their chests with their right hands, and colliding in an orderly manner seemed to have some kind of passionate power.

They are all specially trained by Amon and follow the path of warriors. However, unlike those warriors in Atlantis, they have never seen the scenery of warriors at high places, and they don’t even know how high and far they can go within this system.

Even though Amon is a pioneer and guide and an existence they look up to, they have hardly seen Amon take action seriously.

They only know that their mentors are very strong, but they have no idea how strong they are.

But now it's different!

They saw it, and with their eyes, their mentor, pioneer, actually defeated the three legends with one against three, and directly killed two.

How incredible this is!

But when they see it, they will no longer have doubts when they see it with their own eyes, and this allows them to see the brightest future.

Amon was slightly stunned and felt the difference. He looked up at the young knights, as if he understood something, and smiled slightly: "Did you see it today?"

"See!" answered in an orderly manner:

"That's good, so, no doubt or worry, I have paved the way forward for you, and all you have to do is move forward until you catch up with my back."

"Yes!" The same neatness is more uniform, but it has a bit more desire.

In the hut, on the rocking chair, Sakchimi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head: "You want to catch up? How easy is it?"

But when his eyes turned, he looked at Amon's back again, as if a familiar person appeared there. The corners of his mouth were listed, and suddenly he said: "But there are always people who are good at creating miracles, and you may have a chance."

In the courtyard, Amon waved his hand and looked at the shadow of the Lion City kneeling among the group.

In a legendary battle just now, there were people protecting the wilderness hut, while the dragon knights dodged early, riding dragons and flying fast.

As for the shadows of these Lion City, they were in great trouble. The legendary battle was so exciting that even the Uwei Crown could not take care of them. Just the aftermath of the battle, there were only eight of them left in the 19 people.

And they seemed to know their ending. Several people were already limping on the ground, looking at Amon one by one, their eyes full of fear, as if they were looking at the demon.

Amon wandered around them for a long time, and finally turned his eyes to a thin man who looked calm.

He looked a little like a nobleman, and his clothes were very exquisite. Even though he was covered with dust now, he seemed to have specially sorted it out before coming in, which gave people a different feeling.

Amon spoke: "Are you their leader?"

The young nobleman trembled, but he still tried hard to calm his mind: "Head, one of the leaders."

Only when he really spoke did he realize that his voice was so hoarse.

"Who else?"

"Dead."

"Then, it doesn't matter." As he said this, Amon said to the young knights beside him, "It's him, everyone else, please feel good!"

A light sentence was said, and the knights immediately reacted. Several people quickly pulled out their weapons and stabbed them directly into the bodies of other shadows.

Even though these people foresaw their own death, they were still incredible until this time.

The only young nobles left could no longer maintain their calmness, and their bodies were shaking like sieve.

Amon is not a person who likes to kill indiscriminately, but he never acts as a Virgin. He never hesitates when he deserves to kill.

Looking at the young nobles again, he said, "Don't worry, if they die, you will not die.

I need you to go back to Lion City, your master; I need you to bring me a letter and a gift, can you?"

"Yes, yes, it will definitely be delivered, I will definitely deliver it as fast as possible."

"That's good!" Amon nodded and walked to the side of the courtyard where there was a small nail hammer, a pair of white dragon leather gloves, and a head, the head of the blue demon fire lion Uwe Rahn.

Amon first took the head up, turned around and thought about it, then put it back, then he picked up the nail hammer and walked back.

He threw the mace to the young nobleman and said, "This is a gift, is it as for letters?"

Speaking of this, Amon looked around and walked to a corpse again, lifted up his coat, and after seeing the white lining, he tore it down, dipped it in the blood on the ground, tilted his head and thought about it, and started writing it directly.

The writing time was not long and there were not many words. After writing, Amon looked at it and seemed to be very satisfied. Then he rolled up the 'blood book' and handed it to the young nobleman, saying, "That's it, it's a letter, you can just send them."

"Yeah!" The young nobleman hurriedly caught it with both hands, and then watched Amon motionless.

Amon blinked and asked, "You have something to do?"

The young nobleman suddenly realized the shock and immediately said, "No, it's okay, I'll leave now and go back now."

"Well, go, it doesn't need to be too fast, but you have to deliver the things and bring a message to your Lion King, just say, "Well, I will do what I say!"

"I understand! I understand!"

"Then let's go!"

The young nobleman left, first staggered out of the hut, and then ran away a little further, as if there was a demon chasing him behind him, only making a group of flying dragon knights laugh.

On the other hand, after Amon handled the matter, he walked out of the courtyard and came to the next to Red Dragon Ultras.

At this time, Red Dragon Autras was still stepping on the head of the White Dragon Assalson with one foot, and that posture looked like a gangster who had won the fight and was showing off.

Sure enough, when he saw Amon approaching, he immediately shouted, "Amon, look, I said, do it, now this bastard has been defeated by me."

White Dragon Assalson is now pretending to be dead, lying on the ground, not moving or resisting.

He could understand it. The current situation was that he wanted to run, but he was imprisoned with his flying ability. No one could escape the real dragon running on the ground with his two legs.

As for resistance, ahem, forget it, I can't beat it!

Amon looked at the Red Dragon, pressed his hand and said, "Prince, pistol, Ultras, don't lose your pistol. You are the winner now, you have to show your demeanor and don't be like a little hooligan."

As he said that, he looked at the white dragon Assalson again, looking up and down, constantly looking at the dragon skin, dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon claws, and even dragon wings. After a while, he said quietly: "As for this dragon, what do you think you should do? Should you kill it? Or kill it?

It is said that the complete real dragon corpse is all the best magical materials. How much does it cost if he is dismembered?"

As Amon's eyes passed, the white dragon Assalson felt trembling all over, as if he was the cattle and sheep in the slaughterhouse.

He immediately stepped forward and threw the red dragon out. After the whole dragon jumped up, he did not attack, but directly pushed the corpse in front of Amon and shouted: "I am willing to redeem myself, I am willing to redeem myself. After you human nobles were defeated and captured, can you all hand over the ransom to buy your own?

I'm going to pay for myself, I have enough gold and gems, and you're sure to be satisfied."

Bailong said it very quickly, but he did not notice that Amon and Red Dragon Autras had the little stars who had succeeded in their eyes.

Gold and gems are good things, especially since the city of Kelma has started a large-scale construction. I won’t talk about manpower and material resources, but I need enough wealth to operate.

Even though a lot of supplies and wealth were looted from the Tigers, it was only enough for the early start, and there were still more places to spend money later.

Why can't the Fourth Legion of Kelma City be built?

Why do everyone knows that they are going to build a new legion, but they are still hesitating?

The reason is that there is no money!

But this white dragon has it. How many supplies can it be exchanged for gold and gems that can fill the entire dragon's nest?

Don’t think that the business environment in this era is bad. As long as there is gold, the power of merchants will always be unimaginable.

Of course, a complete real dragon corpse is actually of great value. If it were the past, when Queen Palici was still there and there were plenty of elf casters, Amon might have considered it, now, let it go.

Even if it is slaughtered, it will not maximize the benefits.

After thinking about this, Amon immediately made a decision: "Today, I have killed enough legends. Since you are willing to pay the ransom, I agree.

However, as a noble true dragon clan, it is still a legendary dragon. Your value is naturally impossible to compare with ordinary nobles, so it is equivalent to your weight.

As long as you pay for gold or gems that are equivalent to your weight, I can let you go.”

"Equivalent to...my weight?" White Dragon Assalson couldn't help but look at his terrible body size of 100 meters. For the first time, I felt that he was too big?

"This, this, isn't this too much?"

Amon was easy to speak: "That would be fine if it was not counted as volume. Is it OK to have gold and gems of the same size as yours?"

"..." Bailong was about to cry:

Amon was angry. He looked at the white dragon with a slanted eye, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Do you have any objections?"

"No, no, opinion!"

"That's a pleasant decision."

Bailong: "Okay, okay..."

White Dragon Assalson was bleeding in his heart. If possible, he wanted to slap himself a few times. He was fine and he was fine. Why bother to join in the fun?

Of course, Amon and Red Dragon Autras, whom he didn't know, were bargaining in consciousness.

Red Dragon: "Five, we need at least 55 cents! Woo woo, with so much gold, I'm rich, I'm rich!"

Amon: "Another nine, after all, you put in a lot of effort, and you can be considered a life and death."

Red Dragon: "19?19! It's rare that you are so conscientious. 19 is 19. I want to make a fortune, I'm making a fortune, Ou Ye!

No, wait...how could you be so good? Isn't this your style?

Wait a little longer, let’s explain clearly who is one and who is nine?”

Amon: "You are stupid! You must be ninth, you are one, do you still need to think about it?"

"Bully businessman, businessman!"

"Then say you want it?"

"Of course I want it!"

Bailong's detention was naturally handed over to Ultras. Anyway, this is his mobile treasure house, so he would never let Bailong run away.

As for Amon, he returned to the wilderness hut again, but there was a real boss waiting for him, and he also had many things to ask for, which was directly related to the future direction of Kelma City.
Chapter completed!