Chapter 208 The Villain Lady Arrives 36

Chapter 208 The Villain Lady Arrives 36

The Third Prince's gaze was fixed on the fiery red dragon egg in the center of the altar. It was like a heart of fire, lying quietly among the dazzling treasures, emitting a warm and attractive glow.

In his fantasy, he was already wearing silver armor, riding a giant dragon hatched from this dragon egg, soaring into the sky, becoming a dragon rider admired by everyone, conquering one unknown territory after another, and writing his own legendary chapter.

His eyes were gleaming with unprecedented fanaticism and desire, as if the dragon egg was the turning point of his destiny.

However, this tranquility and fantasy were soon broken by the sound of a heavy stone door opening.

The old men of the Shadow Temple, the warriors of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, and the originally scattered explorers all poured into this tempting hall. Their arrival was like a dark cloud covering the sun, instantly breaking the original balance and harmony.

"How... did you find this place?" The third prince suddenly came back to his senses and looked at these uninvited guests warily, his voice mixed with questioning and dissatisfaction.

The old man from the Shadow Temple sneered, and his smile was full of sarcasm and disdain: "Hmph, do you think you are the only ones who can find this place? In this land, strength and wisdom coexist, which is the way to survive." His words were like a sharp blade, piercing the heart of the third prince.

"You are following us?" Alice couldn't help but shout angrily. She tightly grasped the staff in her hand, ready to deal with any possible crisis at any time.

"Tracking? Don't put it in such harsh words." The leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, a burly man with a stern face, laughed roughly.

"We just happened to find this place. As for these treasures, they will naturally belong to those who are capable."

As he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Everyone seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, their eyes fixed on the glittering treasures, and greed and desire quietly grew in everyone's heart.

"Don't dream, these treasures belong to us!" The third prince took the lead. He drew his sword and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the old man in the Shadow Temple. His eyes flashed with determination. "Whoever dares to take a step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The old man smiled contemptuously, and gently waved the staff in his hand. A black shadow attacked the third prince like a snake.

At the same time, the warriors of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group also drew their weapons and confronted the Third Prince's men. Driven by their own interests, the originally disorganized explorers also joined the melee, and the hall was immediately plunged into chaos and bloodshed.

"Alice, protect yourself!" The Third Prince did not forget to remind Alice in the melee. His sword flashed like lightning, and every swing was accompanied by the figure of the enemy falling. However, the number of enemies was large and their strength was not weak, and he gradually felt powerless.

Alice used her magic to continuously release the Light Barrier, trying to relieve the pressure on the Third Prince. Her eyes were filled with determination and worry. In this battle, any negligence could lead to irreversible consequences.

"Orlando, we must find a way to stop this chaos!" Alice took the time to shout to Orlando.

As the leader of the team, Orlando, the great magician, remained calm and rational. He quickly looked around, looking for a way to break the deadlock.

"Everyone, listen to me!" Orlando suddenly raised his voice, his voice penetrating the din of the melee, "We are here to explore the unknown, not to kill each other! If we continue like this, it will only benefit the real enemy!"

However, his words did not seem to have much effect. Driven by greed and desire, people had lost their minds, and the battle continued. Orlando shook his head helplessly. He knew that only by speaking with strength could these people wake up.

He took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body began to surge. He waved his hands, and a dazzling light burst out from his palms, instantly illuminating the entire hall. In the light, a powerful pressure spread, shocking everyone present.

"Stop!" Orlando shouted again, and this time, his voice was full of unquestionable power. Under his pressure, the originally chaotic battlefield gradually quieted down, and people stopped what they were doing and looked at him in astonishment.

"We are gathered here for a common goal. We can distribute the treasures. There are still unknown dangers in this world. We cannot kill each other for these treasures."

Orlando looked around, his tone full of majesty and determination, "If we can't unite, then even if we get these treasures, we won't be able to survive in this unknown world."

His words were like a stream of clear water, slowly washing away the greed and desire in people's hearts. Gradually, some people began to lay down their weapons and cast their eyes in recognition. And those who were still stubborn gradually calmed down under the siege of others.

"You are right, Orlando." The third prince was the first to sheath his sword. He looked at Orlando with eyes full of admiration and gratitude. He was worthy of being the teacher who had taught him since he was a child. He was so wise.

Then he took a few steps forward. "We really shouldn't kill each other for these treasures."

The old man from the Shadow Temple and the leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group also looked at each other and finally nodded. In this world full of unknowns and dangers, it is indeed not easy to damage the combat power of one's own side now. There may be more powerful treasures in the future. Don't lose the big picture for the small.

"Okay, let's put aside our grudges for now." The old man said in a deep voice, "But we still need to discuss the distribution of the treasure further."

"Of course." Orlando smiled. "We can distribute the treasure according to our respective strengths to ensure that everyone gets their due reward."

The Third Prince's hand, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, was trembling slightly, out of excitement rather than fear.

He strode with big strides through the hall that was a little messy due to the fierce battle. Every step seemed to be in step with the drumbeat of fate, until he stood in front of the fiery red dragon egg.

The luster on the dragon egg was like the first rays of the rising sun, warm and full of hope, instantly attracting everyone's attention. The third prince took a deep breath, as if performing a solemn ceremony, slowly stretched out his arms, and gently picked up the dragon egg that symbolized power and glory, as if embracing his future destiny.

"This is mine!" The Third Prince's words were firm and powerful, and there was an unquestionable light in his eyes, which was a kind of persistence in dreams and resistance to fate. The dragon egg in his arms seemed to be integrated with him, emitting an even more dazzling light.

The crowd around them seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force at this moment, and all their eyes were focused on the red dragon egg. The knights of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group were already excited because of their infinite yearning for dragon knights, and at this moment they could not suppress their excitement, and they stepped forward and tried to negotiate with the third prince.

"Your Highness, the Third Prince, we, the Iron Blood Mercenaries, make a living by guarding and fighting. If we can become dragon knights, we will be able to guard this land more bravely."

The leader of the mercenary group, a burly man, said with a sincere and anxious tone, "Please hand over the dragon egg to us. We will protect it with our lives until it hatches into a great dragon."

The Third Prince frowned when he heard this. He was well aware of the loyalty and bravery of these knights, but the dragon egg was not only a symbol of strength to him, but also the key to realizing his dream.

"Master, I understand your desire, but I must take on this honor myself. I will become a dragon knight and use my sword and heart to write our legend."

The verbal exchange between the two sides was like a clash of swords, and the air was filled with a tense and subtle atmosphere.

At this moment, the old man from the Shadow Temple raised a meaningful smile. He did not directly participate in the fight, but took advantage of everyone's attention to quietly approach the precious treasures scattered on the ground, and with his superb skills, he collected them one by one.

“Humph, dragon eggs are good, but a truly wise man knows how to seize every opportunity that comes his way.” The old man laughed secretly in his heart. He knew very well that in this dangerous continent, only by combining strength and wisdom can one go further.

However, his little move did not escape the eyes of others. Seeing this, some astute explorers followed suit and took advantage of the intervals between arguments to quickly put the treasures within their sight into their own space equipment.

In the hall, for a moment, in addition to the confrontation between the Third Prince and the Iron Blood Mercenaries, a silent "treasure hunt" was also staged.

"That's enough!" Orlando raised his voice again. His dignity could not be violated. "Our dispute will only make others laugh at us. We can discuss the ownership of the dragon egg later, but before that, no one is allowed to hide the treasure privately!"