"When I was young, I lived in a cedar forest near an elven settlement in the northeast of the continent. There were several green dragons living there, and we maintained a proper coexistence. We divided the territory and plundering range, and were on guard against each other, but we would occasionally communicate, such as when breeding or doing some trading."
Isendra began to tell the story, "When I just became an adult and occupied a territory, there was an older guy - I can't remember his name, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he once spread the news everywhere in the forest, saying that there were treasures hidden in the desert in the north. He said that when he wandered to the north before, he saw with his own eyes that the gods and their followers were fighting in the desert, angels and demons were fighting to the death there, giants were building fortresses there, the undead gathered near the gate of the underworld opened by the god of death, and many selected believers' armies built expedition bases one after another...
That is the chessboard of the gods, where the gods use their own resources, deploy troops, and compete with each other. Sometimes, they even play in person. Therefore, there are many treasures, magic tools, and even divine tools hidden in that desert! "
"There are indeed many ruins in the northern desert, such as the area occupied by the Dragon's Lair. So, is there any credible part of the information he provided?" Ganon said.
"It's probably true, but that guy certainly doesn't have such good intentions," said Isendra. "Since it's such a battlefield, it's also very dangerous for dragons. He spread this news in the hope that other dragons in the forest would try. If a lucky young guy gets something, then he'll have a chance to grab it. He's relatively strong in that forest."
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