In the curious eyes of the monsters, the three dragons walked through the cave until the end of the cave and came to a faint door. The decayed aura of the black dragon alone in the door was unconcealed.

Jose pushed open the door and walked in, and saw the black dragon behind the stone table - O'Neal.

The black dragon at this time is in the form of a half-dragon man, with a black dragon's head, a fine black scale on its human body, sharp nails, and a shortened dragon tail behind its butt. It looks a bit similar to the Holy Lord in "The Adventures of Jackie Chan", but is a little slimmer than the Holy Lord.

"Sir O'Neal, we are ordered to report. This is our mission certificate," said Jose, who handed over the parchment.

Since the three dragons entered the door, Black Dragon's eyes have never left the shaved ice in Casey's hand, and just glanced at the parchment handed over by Jose.

Jose took the opportunity to put the parchment roll on the table: "That adult told us, you love sweets and ice, so we prepared a little gift."

Yaliges pushed Cassie, and Cassie reacted and stepped forward to put the watermelon shaved ice on the stone table in front of O'Neal.

"Yeah, it's not bad, you're quite sensible."

O'Neal sniffed the watermelon shaved ice and was about to taste it when suddenly someone pushed open from outside the door, and a goblin with a hand tray walked in.

"Mr. O'Neal, the dessert you're looking for is here, wow!"

Goblin didn't notice the dragons inside the door, and suddenly hit the white dragon. The dessert in the tray was sprinkled all over the floor. His face was pale and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Sir O'Neal, please spare me... For the sake of Old Cole serving you for many years..."

O'Neal swayed his claws with sharp nails: "It's okay, old Cole, my loyal servant, just be careful in the next life."

Old Cole's face completely lost its blood. He got up and was about to run away. He just raised his foot but his body stiffened.

Immediately under the gaze of Sanlong, Old Cole turned into a pool of indescribable black soft substances, and the room was filled with the stinking of rotten corpse.

Jose noticed the black halo spreading under the black dragon's feet.

Corrosion of the halo!

Corroding aura is the innate ability of the black dragon. Within the range of the halo, the black dragon has the ability to kill other creatures far less than it is, and corrode their bodies into slag.

"Hmph! A clumsy waste!"

O'Neal waved his hand, and the corpses that could no longer be weighed on the ground, trays and scattered desserts flew to the garbage dump in the corner of the room.

Even by the standards of a dragon, O'Neal can be called cruel.

Jose lowered his head, and the Golden Dragon Loli didn't dare to breathe. As for the White Dragon, he was already trembling.

But O'Neal seemed to have done something insignificant and tasted a bite of watermelon shaved ice.

Seeing O'Neal's lit eyes, Jose knew that he was satisfied with his gift and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Not bad! Not bad! Very good! What's the name of this thing? Who invented it?"

"You just like it, Lord O'Neal. This is called shaved ice. It's the first time I've made it."

"You made it?" The black dragon looked at Jose suspiciously. A red dragon invented the ice-based food, which was a bit like saying jokes.

He didn't worry too much: "How did you do it?"

"It's very simple. Remove the seeds of the watermelon, mix the rind and frozen pure water, mash and stir well."

"It sounds quite simple. I'm very satisfied with your gift, but!" O'Neal's voice suddenly became a little lowered, and he looked at Jose with a smile: "The task must be done in business."

Jose felt a little tooth pain, but he didn't dare to object: "Of course, everything is for His Majesty the Mission."

"It's all for the mistress," O'Neal nodded and continued, "Your mission is to detect abnormal situations in the forest, find the cause of the failure of the magic, and solve it."

As he said that, he took out a crystal ball from under the stone table: "This is your mission prop - a magic sensing crystal ball. This thing can sense subtle magic fluctuations, can help you complete the task better, and will also record the places you have been to, so don't try to find a place to hide and be lazy."

"Yes!" Jose took the crystal ball and felt that the cold crystal ball in his hand was like a hot potato.

"By the way, don't say I'll take your gifts in vain. You can take this map."

Jose took the map he handed over and took a look. He found that it was a map of the northern part of the Tedanore continent, including the Jogor Mountains, a dark dense forest that is parallel to the East and the Jogor Mountains, a prairie in the north, and finally the five human northern countries in the south.

In a sense, if you exchange a watermelon shaved ice for a map of the North, three dragons will make a fortune.

You should know that there are no satellites in this world, and every map is a big force that consumes countless manpower, material resources and financial resources. Let the members of the team measure the mountains and rivers with their feet, and then splice the collected information together to make a usable map. Such a map has great strategic value.

However, the original intention of Sanlong to send watermelon shaved ice is to exchange for some substantial support and reduce some mission dangers. What is the use of Black Dragon giving a map of Northland?!

They don't need to detect the entire North!

From the perspective of reducing the risk of the mission, the map given by the Black Dragon is worthless.

With a crystal ball and a map in his hand, Jose walked out of the cave with two companions and came to a safe area away from the cave.

"He just sent us away like this?! It makes no sense!"

Yaliges sighed: "Didn't you find it yet? Wolf's aura is exactly the same as O'Neal."

"Wolf? Who is Wolf?" Jose was stunned, and the joking smile of the werewolf governor appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"So that's it! It's cruel enough! It's cruel enough!"

Most of the senior positions in the Red Nest are held by the dragon's relatives, but they are not only the relatives of the Red Nest mistress, but also the relatives of the dragon under the Red Nest mistress can hold important positions.

As the commander of Fort O'Neal, it is more than enough to install a powerful family member in the Red Nest as a supervisor.

"So you're content, it's great that O'Neal didn't make things difficult for us."

Jose turned his head and looked at the cedar on the hills in the distance: "It seems that we are not worthy of his embarrassment, the danger in the forest is enough."

Yaliges frowned slightly and remained silent.

Cassie was also silent, but his silence was fundamentally different from the other two dragons. He simply didn't understand the situation and dared not speak randomly.

Stay silent for a long time.

"Do you have any ideas?" Jose looked at the Golden Dragon Loli.

When it comes to communicating with others, his identity as a Red Dragon has a natural advantage in the Red Nest, but when it comes to combat and specific actions, Golden Dragon Loli has received systematic education from her parents, which is no worse than herself who has an adult mindset.

Therefore, Sanlong had already agreed that Jose would come forward to communicate with others, and in terms of tasks, they would discuss and decide.

Yaliges took the map of the North and frowned: "This map is too big, and only reference value is available in a small range. We need a guide who is familiar with the terrain."
Chapter completed!