Chapter 681: Learn to apply, advanced creation!

The dilapidated Lonely Mountain was now bustling with people.

Soldiers appeared carrying various building materials, directing the orcs to set things up.

In front of the huge dragon carcass, Zhang Cheng dug out the dragon heart, looking at the power constantly emerging on it, his eyes full of light at this moment.

Walking to Zhang Cheng's side, Arthur Dayne said in disbelief: "What exactly is the weapon you used to kill the dragon!"

"The God of War, cannons!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng turned around and said: "Move everything I mentioned to the Lonely Mountain!"

"Yes, Count!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the attendant knight beside him nodded hurriedly.

And just after Geralt walked up, Zhang Cheng smiled and said: "Thank you for your help, witcher!"

"No, this is what I should do, but I think you should consider how to deal with Smaug!"

Looking at the dragon in front of him, Geralt became serious.

"As a dragon, its flesh and blood should be quite good, right?"

Turning his head to look at Geralt, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

Looking at Zhang Cheng awkwardly, Geralt appeared very helpless in the next second: "Actually, I have never eaten dragon either!"

"Isn't that just right? Everyone can have a banquet tonight!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said: "Bard, are you interested in joining my army?"

"Thank you for your invitation, Count, I would be very happy to!"

Seeing the old enemy eliminated, Bard's face was also full of respect.

Because no one expected that the dragon Smaug, who ravaged Middle-earth, would be beheaded just like this!

However, this also proved one point: that no matter how savage a dragon is, it cannot withstand the Three Pure Ones' ideology!

Clear the people, clear the field, clear the cannonballs!

Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Lord: You are the Upper Pure!

Zhang Cheng: Rush up and clear, I understand!

The boiling banquet hall, the gold and silver jewelry at this moment made people's eyes shine.

And facing the soldiers' reactions, Zhang Cheng said: "See these things? From now on, you can use your own hands to take as much as you want. As long as you can carry it, I will bestow it upon you!"

Following Zhang Cheng's words, the soldiers present boiled over.

And the people of Lake-town who had just joined the Count Count Celingen family were immediately dumbfounded.

Because with so many treasures, the Count actually let them take them at will—is he kidding?

Looking at the people beside him in disbelief, Bard immediately said: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true! The Count doesn't care about money. Even on the Westeros continent, our Count Count Celingen family's treatment is the best. After all, even the armor and weapons are prepared by the Count for us!"

Looking at Bard, the attendant knight beside him smiled immediately.

After all, in the Middle Ages, if you wanted to become a knight or help a lord fight, everything had to be self-funded!

That's right, you go to help fight, and you have to buy armor and weapons yourself, otherwise you can only go on the field with a wooden fork!

Swallowing hard in surprise, Bard's eyes were shining at this moment.

Because no matter how the Count Count Celingen family did things, in terms of being a person, they were really impeccable! "You actually distributed part of the gold and silver jewelry to this group of soldiers? Are you crazy? Luo Sai!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Bard revealed an expression of disbelief.

"Maintaining the family doesn't rely on gold dragons. They are the entirety of Count Count Celingen!"

Looking at Arthur Dayne with a full face of smiles, Zhang Cheng of course wouldn't care about money, because he had obtained something more precious, which was "loyalty!"

Try to imagine in the Middle Ages where even eating meat was a luxury, your lord gives you armor, weapons, and even enough salary every month for a family to live for two months, and even if you die in battle, he will help you raise your children and let them grow up to become knights—what would you do?

Moreover, the Count Count Celingen family didn't just give money once or twice. No matter if it was slaves snatched from Braavos or the dwarf treasure vault snatched from the Lonely Mountain, as long as they had contributions, Zhang Cheng would give them grace!

"Long live the Count!"

"I am glory!"

Following the cheers resounding through the entire Lonely Mountain, the Count Count Celingen family soldiers boiled over.

Because as long as they went back from here, they would definitely be able to buy large tracts of land and turn over to become people above others!

Even if they weren't nobles, what was the difference between their life and a noble's?

And Zhang Cheng giving money to the soldiers wasn't just a whim, because with money, they needed land.

The Count Count Celingen family didn't have so much land, so what should they do?

Of course, it was to attack and plunder wildly outside, otherwise what else!

In the bustling banquet hall, Legolas was also full of smiles, because he had received his "reward," which was the white gem necklace that Zhang Cheng had agreed upon with Thranduil in advance.

This was a relic that originally belonged to his mother, but it was withheld by the Dwarf King.

Raising his glass to drink, everyone present was very excited, because they not only defeated the dragon but also received thick rewards!

Arriving inside the Lonely Mountain, there were all kinds of giant beasts placed everywhere.

Digging out the heart, Zhang Cheng stood in a pentagram outlined by blood, and began to mutter in his mouth.

According to the guidance of blood magic, he knew a special method to awaken dragon eggs, which was to use the amplification of various wild beast blood to obtain stronger dragons!

However, Zhang Cheng didn't have much confidence in this. After all, this was his first time using blood magic. If he messed it up, he would have to find a way to find a wild dragon!

As for why he didn't conquer Smaug, it was because the other party was a savage dragon!

The savage Smaug wouldn't easily obey any human!

Moreover, in Smaug's eyes, Zhang Cheng was just an "ant"!

But when it woke up from sleep, the times had changed. Now, humans were no longer ants that could be kneaded at will.

Speaking in Valyrian, the blood around Zhang Cheng began to condense slowly, starting to gather like a living object.

Just as the dragon egg in the pentagram began to bloom with bright red light, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but open his arms and roar: "Come out! The guardian god belonging to the Count Count Celingen family!"

However, after the light dissipated, the dragon egg still had no reaction.

!

Twitching his mouth looking at this scene, Zhang Cheng touched his chin and said: "I should travel through time, go back to when Valyria still existed, find the bastard who wrote this blood magic, and hit his head with a hammer!"

Looking at the blood magic that had no use at all, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become gloomy.

Because if it were a wild dragon, he did have a clue, and that was Sheepstealer in the Vale of Arryn!

That's right, this was the name of a wild dragon, because it liked to steal sheep, so it was called Sheepstealer!

But the last time it appeared was during the Dance of the Dragons, which was the period of the Targaryen family's infighting!

As for whether he could find it, Zhang Cheng was also drumming in his heart, but since there was hope, he should try it. After all, who wouldn't like the scene of riding a dragon and the God of War firing volleys!

Lifting the blood magic, Zhang Cheng held the dragon egg in his palm and said: "It seems you don't like this world, otherwise why wouldn't you want to come out! Actually, I don't like it much either; after all, it's too chaotic here!"

"Clatter!"

A slight cracking sound rang out. Just as Zhang Cheng thought he had auditory hallucinations, the dragon egg in his hand began to bloom with blood-colored light, and then the eggshell tore and shattered. A small dragon with two horns raised its head and opened its mouth to roar.

Listening to the dragon roar that was almost like acting spoiled, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be astonished: "Is this my dragon?"

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