Silver Dragons are spawning in this dungeon!

When Hilo woke up the next day, he found that Novi was still asleep and in her dragon slumber.

The wounds on his body have completely healed.

He felt that the surrounding area should be explored and those dangerous factors should be eliminated.

He removed the dragon wings that were draped over Novi, quietly left her side, and roasted and ate the half-eaten wolf carcass that Novi had left over yesterday.

I guess Novi was too hungry yesterday. During the battle, she used Burning Hand in combination with Grease spell. Although she had roasted the dire wolf to a semi-cooked state, it was still not fully cooked. Yet, Novi still ate half of it.

Hilo shook himself, used his Burning Hand to open the frozen opening, crawled out, and then sealed the opening again with his breath.

Hilo's wingspan is estimated to be over 2.5 meters, with a relatively harmonious proportion, and is estimated to be longer than the wings of a silver dragon of the same age.

Spreading his dragon wings, Hilo inexplicably felt that he could fly, but the environment of the dungeon restricted this great ability of dragons: air superiority!

If this were on the ground, you could easily escape from ordinary monsters, but that's not possible in the dungeon.

If it gets blocked and can't get out, it's easy to get stuck here.

It didn't plan to explore too far before Novi woke up, because if other creatures raided its base, it would have nowhere to turn for help.

This time, he planned to see how long this straight passage was, and stop exploring when he encountered a fork in the road.

Later, after Novi's dragon slumber ends, I will take her out to explore.

The dungeons have interconnected paths, like mazes, and some dungeons are even designed specifically to increase the difficulty of conquering them.

Therefore, it's best to be cautious on your first exploration.

Like a cat, Hilo tiptoed forward silently, without making a sound.

After walking about 200 meters forward, we saw traces of life.

There were broken bones and some dry grass piled together, but no living things were present.

Hilo stepped forward and sniffed. Dragons have excellent memories, and he immediately remembered that it smelled like a dire bear.

This should be the lair of that dire bear from last time. Hilo searched it up but found neither treasure nor magical items.

It's a bit of a pity, but it's not unexpected. Dire bears are creatures that act alone and aren't particularly strong.

Therefore, they had neither the ability to collect treasure nor the means to keep it.

If we can find the den of those three dire wolves, we might find some good stuff, but there are probably quite a few dire wolves inside.

Those three dire wolves were just a small group that had gone out to search for food.

Hilo skipped the den of the dire bear and continued exploring forward. After exploring for several hundred meters, the one-way passage was quite long.

There was still no fork in the road. Further on, Hilo found some broken arrows.

Are there intelligent beings? Shiloh wondered.

I don't know how many there are, or what they hunted here.

Hilo felt a sense of crisis. Although the silver dragons in this world did not have the same terrible reputation as the five-colored dragons, they were still hostile.

If you encounter them, you are very likely to be surrounded and attacked.

Hilo became even more cautious, continuing to hug the stone wall on one side as he moved forward.

Suddenly, he saw a flickering light ahead and stopped abruptly.

He tiptoed closer and closer, and then he saw a campfire.

Were they those creatures that used arrows just now?

They're gnolls!

There were two, one carrying an axe and the other carrying a bow.

The two gnolls that were hunting ahead must have been those two; a half-demon wolf was lying by the campfire.

The other half was roasting over the campfire, dripping oil and sizzling.

Jackals eat dire wolves; they're all wolves, why are they so eager to kill each other?

Could these two gnolls have followed the dire wolves here to hunt them?

Are they not going to continue deeper into the passage?

Thinking this through, Hilo couldn't very well make a move. Unlike dire wolves, gnolls didn't possess intelligence.

If the gnolls are outnumbered, they will definitely send people to investigate. Killing these two gnolls will likely attract a continuous stream of gnolls.

Novi is in Dragon's Rest, so he can't make any big noise to disturb her. He can't take Novi around now, which is quite a problem.

Bloodfang, the gnoll who was holding his sword and staring at the meat roasting over the campfire, said: "Bloodclaw, three dire wolves escaped into this dead end earlier. We two might not be safe. We need to go back and call some brothers."

Bloodclaw, the gnoll: "Brother, are you going back or should I go back? We need to leave someone here to guard the place; we can't let those beasts escape."

Bloodfang: "Go quickly, the tribe is running low on food. If we catch these three dire wolves, it will feed our entire tribe for two days."

Hidden in the shadows of the campfire, Hilo, with his dragon-like ears, clearly heard the conversation.

On the contrary, he was certain that this group of gnolls should not be very large, otherwise how could three dire wolves possibly feed them for three days? At most, this group would only have a dozen or so gnolls.

Even if they all come, he will retreat to the one-meter-wide cave entrance and rely on the two dire wolves in the stone chamber to wage a war of attrition against the gnoll clan.

It should be enough to hold out until Novi wakes up. Then, using all my magic power to create a magic shield, I can easily escape with Novi.

If the individual gnolls are not strong, it is even possible for them to turn the tables and kill them all.

Watching Bloodclaw carry the bow and walk further and further away, Hilo did not sit idly by and wait for death. Since he had no way out, he would try his best to eliminate the enemy's manpower.

They stealthily crept up behind Bloodfang, about ten meters away.

Blood Fang suddenly felt a chill, not just a psychological sensation.

It was truly cold; it was Hilo's icy breath, which was directed at Bloodfang's back.

Bloodfang's back was instantly covered in frost, freezing his internal organs, and his breath was filled with white mist.

Seeing that he was taking in little air and exhaling much, Blood Fang stiffly turned his head to look behind him.

What came into view was a sharp, silver claw that slammed directly onto his head.

Although it didn't explode like a watermelon as I'd imagined, Bloodfang's head was flattened in half.

With a tilt of its neck, Bloodfang completely lost its life. The entire process, from Hilo exhaling its breath to the dragon claw pressing down on Bloodfang's head, took less than 3 seconds.

This is a dragon, a natural-born top hunter, who picked up Bloodfang and placed it in the shadows.

They went to the spot where the other gnoll had just been sitting and sniffed the scent of Bloodclaw.

Then I followed the smell directly. This passage was at least 2.5 kilometers long, which was really very long.

Hilo didn't intend to kill Bloodclaw outright; he wanted to find the gnoll clan's settlement and, if given the chance, eliminate them completely.

The silver dragons in this world are not as kind and peaceful as those in the original D&D world. Or rather, the kindness of the metal dragons has been worn down by the iron-blooded reality of imperial power struggles.

Their kindness is reserved only for their own kind, for other metallic dragons, and for allied creatures.

Moreover, dungeons are dangerous places where every creature is hostile; it's a matter of life or death.