Chapter 364: Master Noire

"Don't blow." Renne persuaded, "There are too many people nearby."
The horns of Dragon Summoning have a wide range, at least forty to fifty miles.
Now I don't know how many mercenaries and adventurers in the deep mud swamp are searching for the black dragon's lair. In the past few days alone, Renn had met them seven or eight times, and the sound of the horn would surely alarm the mercenaries and adventurers in the range, and the Rose Knights and wolf cavalry would also arrive.
If the good dragon is unwilling to sign the dragon's oath, it will definitely go through a battle, and it may not end well.
Emily calmed down, this was indeed not a good choice.
"Let's find the dragon first, hoping to outsmart it." Renn glanced at Galadelos. The good dragons can generally communicate, not necessarily fighting. The fastest mobile phone update::
He had an idea immediately.
The Dragon Summon can only sense the good dragons within the range. Using this feature, after many tests, the position of the good dragon can be roughly determined.
This is a very simple positioning method, and Amelis understands it as soon as she listens.
The two dragons rode the Phantom horse and ran, randomly choosing a direction. Every few minutes, Amilys sensed it. If she found that Dragon Summon did not respond, she immediately turned her head, slightly changed the orientation, and repeated the test. .
In less than two hours, Shanlong's location became clear.
"Go there."
Rehn pointed in a direction and took the lead on horseback.
The speed of the Phantom Warhorse was very fast, and it galloped in the swamp, passing through puddles and grasslands one after another, and the gray mist around it became denser.
After a while, Ren heard a slight noise.
"Ok?"
He slowed down and looked at the source of the sound. The eye of the soul penetrated through the layers of fog. A few hundred meters away, there was a tall human figure with long horns on his head. He seemed to be a male, lying down in a bush of grass. Searching for something.
Because of the gray fog blocking, even the eyes of the soul can't see clearly.
Ren pointed to the direction of the figure.
The Phantom Warhorse approached, and the figure heard the sound of horseshoes. He stood up and turned around, revealing his appearance completely.
"Tauren?" Renn was slightly surprised.
This is a male tauren, tall and strong, nearly two meters tall, with an extremely large body like a wall, with a large mane growing behind his huge head, a pair of hard hooves on his feet, and one behind him. The flexible cow tail flicks back and forth from time to time to drive away the flying insects close to him.
The most striking thing is that he has a pair of huge horns.
The black horns are like sharp swords, which grow from both sides of the head. The long horns that are at least half a meter long have a slight curvature and are slightly upwards, which are very eye-catching.
There is peace in the tauren's copper bell-like eyes, wearing a simple linen robe, holding a crooked wooden staff, wrapped around a green vine, and a few leaves on it, full of vitality.
With a large cloth bag slung across his body, he seems to be gathering medicine.
"Druid Tauren?" Renn couldn't be sure, his eyes were uncertain. He found that he could not see through the bottom line of the tauren, as if a layer of mosaic blocked his soul, making the eyes of soul temporarily invalid.
This is the third time he has encountered this situation.
The first time was the shadow assassin Ys, who had a magic item to cover the soul; the second time was the simulacrum of the black robe duke of the holy soul wizard, who could see the soul, but it was chaotic, and could not get useful information.
The situation of this tauren is similar to Yisu, and he should be carrying a strange magic item.
"Mother Earth is protecting you." The tauren greeted with a gentle face. He didn't have the slightest hostility. He gently waved the stick, and a few fresh and elegant lights fell.
The faint green shimmer has a cleansing effect, removing the dirt on the body, refreshing Renn and others, and the exhaustion of running around in the swamp for days is wiped out, and the whole body is comfortable.
And after the blessing, the poisonous flying mosquitoes dare not approach.
"The wind of nature."
Rene recognized that this was a druid's exclusive spell, made a prayer gesture of the earth goddess, and replied in tauren language: "Thank you, master, I wonder if you can ask the name of the master?"
"I'm just a believer who follows the path of nature. I can't talk about a master. You can call me Blackhorn." The tauren replied with a smile.
"Blackhorn!" Emilys was surprised: "You are the Blackhorn master? The legendary druid master who lives in the deep mud swamp has been studying the cultivation methods of black soul mushroom for many years. I once wanted to visit you , To buy a batch of Black Soul Potion, but the master’s whereabouts were not found."
The tauren looked at her and nodded in relief, "So you have heard of me."
Renn's gaze fell behind Heijiao, and there were signs of just being turned over in the grass, leaving a few shallow pits, and there were still a small half of rhizome remaining in the black silt.
This is the rhizome of Black Soul Mushroom. He also found several Black Soul Mushrooms in the past few days, one worth hundreds of gold shields, so he picked it easily.
But without leaving rhizomes like the other party, can it grow longer?
The tauren was very interested in Amelis, and said, "If you want to buy a black soul potion, you can go to the Icethorn clan. I usually entrust the refined potions to them for sale."
"Even if you can meet me in the swamp, it is a kind of fate." He took out a green leaf with a unique symbol on it. The leaf flew up and fell into Emily's hand. "You hand this leaf over." Give Chief Corfu of the Icethorn Clan a chance to purchase Black Soul Potion at a discount."
"Thank you, master." Amelis solemnly put away the leaves.
Noire waved his hand indifferently, his gaze swept across the three of Ren, Galadelos and Sindala, his expression was slightly invisible and he paused and said, "You can go now."
Ren keenly noticed the changes in the tauren.
Even though the eyes of the soul cannot see the state of the soul of the other party, some emotional ups and downs can still be seen, and there are faint color changes.
He gestured to Emilys from behind.
Emilys suddenly realized that she didn't want to leave like this, so she asked: "Master Blackhorn, have you been living in seclusion around here for many years?"
"Yes." The tauren nodded, "but my residence is a secret, it is not convenient to receive you."
"Master misunderstood." Emilys said quickly: "I just want to ask the master, have you seen a dragon in the swamp?"
"The dragon..."
The tauren’s face was calm and did not reveal any surprises. He smiled and said: "How can I not know how lively in the swamp these days. Before you, I have met human mercenaries several times and asked me about the dragon. Whereabouts, unfortunately, I have never seen a dragon."
Emilys was a little disappointed, but she couldn't tell if what the other party said was true or false.
In fact, she had quietly blessed herself with exploration skills, but she couldn't see any clues in the tauren, and she couldn't even determine whether it was deformed.
"Thank you Master Noire, I won't bother you to gather herbs." Amelis will leave after thanking her.
Ryan frowned and said suddenly, "Wait."
"What's wrong?" Everyone looked at Renn.
He also couldn't be sure whether Blackhorn was a giant dragon, or whether it had anything to do with the dragon, but Dragon's Summon showed that there was a giant dragon nearby, so Blackhorn was the biggest suspect.
The method of verifying authenticity is simple.
Renn stared at the black closely and said, "Take the horn out and show it to the master."
Amelis also figured out the key, and did not hesitate to take out the Dragon's Summon, restore it to its original shape, and turn it into an odd-shaped horn more than half a meter long.
The Tauren's expression was full of puzzlement, as if he could not understand the situation.
He looked at Dragon Summon and asked curiously: "What is the purpose of this horn, why should I show it to me?"
Emilys replied softly: "Master Blackhorn, this is the summoning of the dragon. You can use it to make a dragon oath with the good dragon. As long as it blows, you can summon nearby good dragons."
"Dragon's Call!" The tauren was very surprised. "Are you the dragonborn of the Drogonburg family?" As a legendary druid who has lived for hundreds of years, he must have heard of the legend of Congatro.
"Yes." Emilys said bluntly.
The tauren laughed in surprise, "You don't think I am a giant dragon, do you?"
While he was speaking, he looked at Renn, obviously knowing that the group was led by Renn, and he was suspicious of himself.
Renn did not answer.
He has been observing the color change of the black soul. After Amelis took out the Dragon Summon, the black mood fluctuated violently, which was completely different from the indifferent appearance, not just because he was surprised by Amelis. Dragonborn identity.
Even if this druid is not the transformation of the dragon, it is inseparable from the dragon.
Rennes had more than 90% certainty.
So decisively said: "Blow it."
Whenever the horn of the dragon's call is heard, the dragon will show itself and respond to the call. This is a rule set by the good dragon Baham. At such a close distance, even if Blackhorn is a legendary mid-level adult dragon, Renn is confident that he can win it in the shortest time. U U Reading www.uukANAshu.com
While he was speaking, he took out the Thunder Hammer and the Arcane Torrent Staff from the ring, and the blood cloak was also worn behind him, quickly blessing himself with Wind and Thunder Wings.
With a snap, a pair of lightning-like wings stretched out to illuminate the dim swamp.
In just an instant, Rennes entered a state of combat.
Galaderos and Sindala also moved, flailing behind the tauren from both sides. Neither of them showed the real dragon, but cast spells first.
Amelis immediately brought the horn to her mouth, mobilizing her spirit power to blow it hard.
The Tauren's complexion changed drastically.
His eyes instantly became gloomy and anxious, and the wooden staff in his hand was inserted into the soft wet ground, and countless thorns and vines broke through the soil, like a thick viper, entwining the four phantom horses, and quickly climbed up, especially Amelie. The location was instantly overwhelmed by a large number of roots.
At the same time, a brilliant starlight fell from the sky and hit Amelis who was about to blow the horn.