"Yetve! It's time to go!!"

The sky was faintly bright, and a frost dragon was already hovering above the heads of the Feather Moon Tribe.

Naturally, such a big movement couldn't hide from Wolf Blade, and he joined Yetif after leaving Hall and Percy's goblin flying machine workshop.

"How's it going, is the altar ready?"

Wolf Feng asked, looking at a tired Yetff.

"Ready, ready to cast the curse!"

Yetif nodded confidently, even if the person being spelled was the dragon master, he didn't panic in the slightest.

"Then leave it to me!"

With the handle, Wolf Feng had no need to hide, and flew directly in front of the dragon on the eggboy.

The dragon seemed to have been in Dragon Valley for a long time, so he didn't know Wolf Blade.

Looking at the armored egg boy under the wolf blade's crotch, he couldn't help but show a little mockery.

"Although it is a deformed dragon, it is really a shame for me to be ridden under the crotch by an orc who doesn't know where it came from. ”

Wolf Feng had no intention of arguing with him, his face was calm, and he said with a slight flirtation:

"I wonder why Lord Frost Dragon is coming to the Yuyue Tribe?"

"Where's Yetif? Get Yetif out!"

The dragon didn't even bother to speak to Wolf Blade, and the huge dragon head looked around for Yetff.

"Eggboy, it seems that the dragon in front of you looks down on us. ”

"Then let him afford it!"

The egg boy said fiercely, and the wolf Feng also laughed, and the body of one person and one dragon rose against the storm, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a five-hundred-meter dragon horse.

"Lord Dragon, you'd better go, Yetif won't go with you!"

"Presumptuous!, are you going to bear the wrath of the Dragon Lord!?"

Although the frost dragon was amazed by the change in Wolf Blade, it still roared at Wolf Blade unceremoniously.

"Anger, can the Dragon Lord take on the responsibility of venting his anger?"

As he spoke, Wolf Feng waved his hand suddenly, and countless banshee warriors suddenly ripped open the cursed altar covered by the huge linen cloth below!

The corpses of two dragons and three Titans are piled up on the altar, and the mysterious and quaint patterns are dizzying!

Harris's body was buried, and he was also a comrade-in-arms in the common tribulation, but the head belonging to Hanes was placed in the most conspicuous position on the altar.

In the center of the altar, Yetif smiled sweetly at the wolf with a crystal staff, signaling that he was ready.

The Frost Dragon was terrified:

"You ...... What do you want to do?"

"What for?"

Wolf Feng snorted coldly and said:

"Go back and tell the dragon lord that the Banshee Clan doesn't want to get involved in the battle between the dragon and the Titans, if it's forced, then don't blame the Banshee Clan for dying in the net, but the monkey curse won't necessarily fall on anyone's head!"

The Frost Dragon is not a fool, he naturally understands what Wolf Feng means, and he has no idea for a while, if he doesn't handle it well and let the curse fall on the dragon master's head, his little Frost Dragon can't afford that responsibility.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a way to deal with it. can only be indignant:

"Don't be too rampant, I'll go back and tell the Dragon Lord, you won't be proud for long!"

After saying that, he didn't look back and flew away.

......

Dragon Valley

"What?"

The dragon lord swept the Kroya monitor lizard behind him out of the distance with a tail in shock, staring at the trembling frost dragon.

"You're saying that Yetife has laid down an altar of curse against me?"

"Where did she get her offering?"

The Frost Dragon lowered its head and said:

"The sacrifice is the two rock dragons and the three Titans who went to pick up Yetif last time......"

"Huh!"

The Dragon Lord sneered, and said with a gloomy face:

"It's nice to put me and the Titans together. ”

A fiery dragon next to him had a short temper, and suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Dragon Lord, Yetif doesn't know whether to live or die, let me kill her hundreds of thousands of banshees first, and see how rampant she is!"

"No! now that the decisive battle with the Titans is imminent, if you really anger Yetif and bring the curse down on me when you fight the Titans, you won't be happy without me!"

The Bursting Fire Dragon snorted and said aggrievedly:

"Then my dragon clan is at the mercy of a little banshee?"

The dragon lord said with a gloomy face:

"It's only temporary, the Titan King is promoted, why am I not on the verge of promotion? besides, I still have the help of the Lock of Time and Space, I may not lose to the Titan!"

The Dragon Lord pondered for a moment, and immediately shouted:

"Can't wait! Immediately notify all the dragons, go to the battlefield, and at the same time give the Titans a war letter! A month later, a decisive battle on the scorched earth battlefield!"

"Yes!"

The Burst Fire Dragon was excited, as long as he could fight, he could improve his strength, this was the scene he had been looking forward to for a long time.

......

Titan Palace,

If the Titans were already shocking, then the Titan King was like a god, with a huge palace standing deep in the jungle, and every house was a towering mountain.

In the depths of the royal palace, the Titan King sat on a huge golden throne, and all the Titans were like the gap between a goblin and a wolf blade in front of him, and suddenly turned into a dwarf.

If there was one word to describe the Titan King, it would be like a god.

His whole body exuded a dazzling golden light, and his two huge heads were one with joy and the other with a sad face, indescribably weird.

"Dragon Lord Battle!"

The head with joy on its face spoke.

"Because he can't sit still!"

The head with a sad face took over the conversation, and the head of joy continued to speak:

"Then let's fight!"

"Fight!"

......

In Wolf Feng's point of view, only absolute strength is the guarantee of all success, and he has a feeling that the time for him to return to the Divine Language Continent is getting closer and closer.

After Wolf Feng obtained Artev's consent, the entire Feather Moon tribe began to invest in the craze of building goblin flying machines, which was originally impossible, but Wolf Blade's assembly line production work and mold casting ideas completely convinced Hall and Percy.

It didn't take long for the two of them to create molds for various parts that could be assembled into working goblin aircraft after meticulous polishing.

In just twenty days, hundreds of thousands of goblin flying machines have been forged.

Coupled with the fact that it has been forged before, it has exceeded a million.

"Wolf Blade! It's done! More than a million goblin flying machines!"

Hall took the storage crystal containing the flying machine and handed it to Wolf Feng, then looked at Yetif on the side and said:

"Have you received the directional teleportation scroll at the entrance to the Abyss of Despair?"

This thing is strictly controlled by the Titans, and there are not many outflows, but money can make ghosts grind, as long as there is greed, then there is nothing that cannot be solved.

Yetif took out a scroll and handed it to Wolf Feng and said:

"It's already good, although it is not directly to the abyss of despair, but the distance is not far, and the time is in time!"

"Okay! Saqqara and I will immediately set off with Holboxie and some of the banshees to rescue Green Dance!"

The horn of the decisive battle between the dragon and the titan has been sounded, and Wolf Feng naturally cannot be left behind!