To attack a dragon, and to be a descendant of a golden dragon, you can't do it!

Reynolds has given up completely.

It's not that you can't fight, but you can't fight.

In the eyes of the dragon, any action is a provocation, you are spitting, and they will think that you insult it.

The same is true of the golden dragon, which can't even look up, because it thinks that if you look at it directly, you will look down on it, and if you look down on it, you will fight and kill your whole family, and in their words, the majesty of the dragon family is inviolable.

If you attack a dragon, a dragon with the blood of a golden dragon in its body, then it is a challenge to the Golden Dragon City, and the majesty of all dragons, then the best outcome is that the whole family is killed by the dragons.

Reynolds is not afraid of death, he is afraid of the death of the whole family.

And he didn't have to look back to know that his men had completely lost their fighting spirit.

It's one thing to attack the Wolftooth Tribe, it's another thing to attack the Golden Dragon.

It's like a first-grade elementary school student going to a fight, the Wolf Tooth Tribe is the heavyweight champion, and the Golden Imperial City, that's basically Superman, although no one can beat it, but there is still a difference.

As a veritable king of mercenaries, Reynolds can be said to be a tyrant who stomps his feet and trembles on the southern side of the entire continent.

Compared to the Wolf Tooth Tribe, Reynolds has been famous for a long time.

The Wolftooth Tribe has fought countless battles, and the iron-blooded mercenary group under Reynolds is also an old driver on the battlefield.

It is worth mentioning that, like the Wolf Tooth Tribe, Reynold's mercenary group is also a multi-racial battle collective, with Beamon Orcs, Terran Warspirit Warriors, and several Wasteland Barbarians and Steppe Elves.

When there is a war in many countries, they are willing to hire Reynolds' iron-blooded mercenary group, and this famous mercenary group in the human race has never stumbled, and has made a great reputation for decades.

Recently, Reynolds has been feeling a little uncomfortable.

The Wolftooth Chief is the overlord of the wasteland, and if you fart, nearly 10,000 barbarians will listen attentively.

He, Reynold, is also the president of the Mercenary Association, and all Terran mercenaries must obey his command at the first order.

But with the birth of the Wolftooth Tribe, the Bard sang not his name Renor, but the legendary Wolftooth Chief of the Wasteland.

Especially after the start of the war between the two clans, even many mercenaries worshipped Chu Ci, the chief of the human race, as an invincible idol.

All this made Reynolds feel tired.

The Kingkiller found him in the City of Mercenaries a few days ago, and Reynolds wanted to distance himself from this guy.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a good impression of the Holy Court, Reynolds would have wanted to capture the monarch killer alive and sacrifice it to the Great Pope, and now everyone knows that the Holy Mountain is catching the monarch killer.

However, in the end, the monarch killer still persuaded Reynolds, and between words, Reynolds entered the trap.

It wasn't money that moved Reynolds.

This guy is the president of the mercenary association, and he can make money even if he lies down and does nothing every day.

It wasn't the beauty that moved him.

Don't look at Reynold's long side, because of his power and status, although he is less than fifty years old, he has already married more than a hundred beauties of various races.

Fiona didn't say anything about this just now, if she talked to these two single dogs, Chu Ci and Yan Entropy would have ordered an attack.

What can impress Reynolds is actually a false name.

When Chu Ci used the Holy Court to brush up on his prestige, Reynolds didn't want to use the Wolf Tooth Tribe to brush up his reputation.

It took nearly thirty years for Reynolds to become what he is today, and it only took half a year for the Wolf Tooth Tribe to overshadow everyone's light, which made Reynolds convinced.

The Kingkiller told Reynolds that as long as the chief of the Wolftooth tribe was killed, the bards of the continent would continue to sing the name of Reynolds, that Reynolds had defeated the invincible Wolftooth tribe, and that his iron-blooded mercenary group was the most elite armed force on the continent!

The monarch killer's arrangement for Reynor was clear, saying that even if he killed the Wolf Tooth Chieftain, it would be fine, and the Holy Court had long coveted the military technology and talents of the Wolf Tooth Tribe

But he will not be held accountable, and maybe he will be thanked.

Afterwards, he didn't know that this group of people belonged to the Wolf Tooth Tribe, so he said that he saw a group of barbarians in the wilderness running to the hinterland of the Terran to burn and loot, and only moved in a fit of anger.

Reynolds was fooled like this, and it was arranged clearly.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, the monarch killer not only gave advice, but also swore that he could use the power of the domain to ensure that the teleportation crystal could not be used.

Originally, Reynolds didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the kingkiller had this kind of strength.

Later, he believed it, because two black-robed elementals joined forces, and in an instant, they cast a small forbidden demon realm.

In the end, the monarch slayer also made a promise, that is, once the wolf-toothed chief hung up, the Duchy of Versailla would henceforth be Reynolds' territory.

Reynolds understands the kingkiller, and sooner or later the Holy Court will send an army to attack Versailla, so it is better to be a man of the mountains and rivers, and it is out of anger to fool him into killing the Wolf Tooth Chieftain.

In the words of the kingkiller, it is because he "degenerated" to what he is today, thanks to the Wolftooth tribe, Fiona fooled the Wolftooth Chieftain, and the Wolftooth Chieftain fooled the Holy Court, so his regime was not recognized.

As early as when he was in Wolf Smoke County, Reynolds had been monitoring Chu Ci and his party.

This guy is the president of the Mercenary Association, and Chu Ci and the others have not avoided people, and it is easy to control their every move.

The teleportation circle has lost its effect, the giants are not there, and the marksman wind elves have also returned, Reynolds feels that God is helping him in this matter, and he feels that he has brought too many younger brothers, and he is a bit of a bully, after all, the other party only has dozens of warriors.

At most, in a quarter of an hour, the elite mercenaries he led will kill all of them!

Reynolds, who was burdened by fame, no longer thought about whether a few extreme powerhouses in the Wolf Tooth tribe would seek revenge on him, and after being bewitched by the Monarch Killer, his mind was full of killing the Wolf Tooth Chieftain.

He wanted to prove to everyone that he, Reynolds, the king of mercenaries, was the most powerful warrior on the continent, and that the iron-blooded mercenary group under his command was the true undefeated army.

It's a pity that everything is in the mirror, thousands of calculations, Reynolds just never dreamed that Chu Ci would go out with a golden dragon descendant.

Whoever attacks the Golden Dragon Descendants will suffer the unending revenge of the Golden Dragon City!

Golden Dragon City will not consider what kind of association you are or what kind of king, let alone how much money you have, he will only consider how many relatives you have, and then record them in a small book, and kill them all one by one!

Dragon City is a transcendent existence, and its will cannot be disobeyed by anyone.

Reynolds had nothing to love, tilted his head, looked at Chu Ci, at Monsoon, and finally at Fiona.

He saw the dodge in Chu Ci's eyes.

He knew that it wasn't that Chu Ci was afraid of him, but that this guy would laugh when he looked at himself.

He saw the gaze in the monsoon eye.

He knew that it was not that Monsoon liked him, but that he wanted to engrave his appearance deeply in his heart, and recall it when he was in a bad mood in the future.

As for Fiona, her eyes were full of pity.

Yes, mercy!

Renaud also felt quite pitiful.

Opening his mouth, he wanted to shout hard to vent the grievances in his heart.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't shout out, he was afraid of scaring the monsoon, and when the monsoon came, he would say that he had insulted the dragon clan.

Seeing that there was no movement below, Chu Ci estimated that the other party was also cowardly, and hooked his fingers both funny and angry.

"Cube man, come over here and ask you something. ”

In the face of Chu Ci's insulting gesture of hooking his fingers, Reynolds was furious, gritted his teeth, and then walked under the city wall like an angry little daughter-in-law.

I have to say that Reynolds, who has already confessed to it, is quite righteous, and raised his head and shouted: "This matter has nothing to do with the Mercenary Association, my subordinates don't know that you are the wolf tooth tribe, let alone the noble dragon clan, let my subordinates go, it doesn't matter if you want to kill or chop, what does it matter to me alone." ”

Chu Ci was not too surprised, because when the monsoon was full of evil taste, it became "Fang."

After the block dragon", these thousands of mercenaries who were originally high morale shouted and shouted to kill instantly lost their voices, and their faces were full of horror, and it was obvious that many people wanted to jump their horses and flee immediately.

For these ordinary mercenaries and warriors, the dragon is the existence at the top of the pyramid, and it is not something that can be compensated by numbers at all.

Yan Entropy said with appreciation: "Ah Fang is quite particular, and he knows that he is thinking about his subordinates. ”

After a while, Yan Entropy gave people a good nickname.

Fiona turned her head to Chu Ci and said: "Looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like he is in cahoots with the monarch killer, it is very likely that he was just bewitched by the monarch killer, and the mercenary association is huge, and there are more mercenaries in Versailla than the regular army, if you kill their president, I'm afraid... Chu Ci, just think about it for little Terry, he has already surrendered, there is no need to kill him. ”

Fiona has her own considerations, as long as she kills the monarch killer, it is a sure thing for Chu Ci to help her restore the country, and the mercenary association is still one of the giants on the south side of the continent, if she can sell her favor, it will also be a good thing for Versailles.

If Fiona were to return to the capital of Versailles to be regent after the restoration of the country, she would definitely not say this, but she already saw herself as a member of the Wolftooth Tribe, born as a member of the Wolftooth tribe, and died as a dead person of the Wolftooth tribe, so it was not too selfish to say this.

Chu Ci bowed slightly, then looked at the city, and shouted to Reynolds: "Did that bastard of the monarch let you attack me?"

Reynolds didn't deny it, but shouted yes.

Chu Ci asked again, "Do you know where the monarch killer is?"

Reynolds shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Chu Ci frowned and asked, "The monarch killer and you agreed to ambush us in Red Rock City?"

"No, he didn't say involved, he just said let me lead the mercenaries to ambush you. ”

Yan Entropy glanced at Chu Ci and said in confusion: "That kind of thing monarch killer, you don't think that you can wipe us out with just this group of garbage." ”

"No way, the monarchicide is not an idiot. Chu Ci raised his eyebrows: "That guy is going to die as a thief, he definitely has a backhand, maybe he is ready to take advantage of the time when we are going to kill." ”

Yan Entropy picked up the binoculars and ran to the highest corner tower to start observing the situation.

He also had a hunch that things were definitely not that simple.

Chu Ci thought for a moment, lowered his head and asked in a deep voice, "Let me ask you, do you know the true identity of the monarch killer?"

Renaud was slightly stunned: "Isn't it the Grand Duke of Versailles." ”

"He is one of the invaders of the other dimension, and according to the judgment of the Holy Mountain, this guy is the famous Witch King of the Darkest Age. ”

"What?" Reynolds looked at Chu Ci with wide eyes, and after finding that this guy didn't look like a joke at all, a cool breeze rose on his back, and the whole person was not good.

You don't need to judge Chu Ci with Yan Entropy, you also know that this guy really doesn't know the true identity of the monarch killer.

If it is an ordinary person, they may not know what kind of ghost the witch spirit is, let alone know where the blood of the witch spirit king is sacred.

But Renaud is different, he is the president of several giant mercenary associations in the mainland, and he knows far more about the situation of the invaders in the other space than ordinary people.

The Witch Spirit is also a race, a race that specializes in necromantic elemental mystics and soul lineage mysteries.

The ratio of male to female witches is extremely inconsistent, male witches are basically similar to ordinary warriors of war intent on the human side, while female witches are the patriarchs of the witch spirits, and a female witch spirit can command thousands of witches in the clan.

And among the male witches, there is only one guy who is particularly famous, and that is blood, which can be equal to the female witches.

During the Darkest Ages, Bloodshed once ran alone to the Immortal Graveyard, resurrected hundreds of elves who had died in battle, and severely damaged the elven army in the Goddess Forest.

In addition, this guy has also hardly shaken three Terran Holy Ranks and several Dragon Knights, and his strength is absolutely unfathomable.

As soon as he heard that the monarch killer was the blood of the witch king of the Darkest Age, Reynold's heart was cold and transparent.

He knew he was going to die!