Zhao Zhichao guessed well

Those demons really added new combat power after a period of time, and Steward and the Golden Dragon King Raidili Tanglod fought until late at night, and there were more than 3,000 demons destroyed, but for the demon army, it was only a small part, a drop in the bucket.

And those new combat power that appeared, they also had the strength to fight with Rhaetili Tanglod, if it weren't for Stewart by his side, this war would definitely be another hard battle for Restili, maybe it would fall on the dirt again.

However, as they continued to fight, six hours passed, and they did not see where the end of these demons was, as if they were endless, as if they did not want money, and they appeared from the sky without limitation, and they did not know where they came from and what their purpose was.

Watching them pounce like locusts, Stewart finally understood that this war is likely to never end, never end, unless his own world, his own country, and all mankind give up the struggle before it can end.

But he doesn't want to think so, he's not a negative person.

The reason why the Great Wizard was able to become the Great Wizard was not only because they possessed powerful spells and spiritual powers, but also because they possessed a deep mind that no mortal could imagine.

During the battle, they directly deduced the results of the battle in their minds, just like the current Stewards directly deduced the scene sixty years later in these six hours, and after they had a premonition that this battle would never end, they directly abandoned the current battle.

"Lettiri, we can't fight like this, our strength is limited, and these demons are endless, and there are too many enemies of the stars, so let's bring all the humans and other races together to fight against this catastrophe. ”

Steward Enton said as he flew over to Retilly's black, glittering dragon head.

"You're going to gather them, there's a good chance my dragons have..."

As the king of the Tangalodes and their patriarch, Retiri never imagined that the proud dragons would one day be forced to the point of extinction by stronger foreign enemies and would have to turn to humanity for help.

It sighed, after so long fighting, its own strength has also increased a lot, but for this war, it is not worth mentioning at all, and now it really understands that it is possible to continue the Tangolod clan from this world by cooperating with humans, and even races that it once never looked at.

Therefore, it chose to trust Stewart Enton, an old friend with whom it had been for three hundred years.

"Retilly, believe in your clan, aren't Alva and Adel still there, they have escaped, I know, they are also the fastest dragonborn in this generation of dragons, you are the patriarch, you should pick up your pride, believe it, those children will live until now in order to save their lives." ”

Steward Enton shook his beard and said, he wasn't comforting his old friend, he was trying to save the world, he needed the help of the dragons, and he needed Radiri's faith, the kind of faith that looked down on all things!

This is the momentum that the dragon should have.

"I see, Entong, but I need to know how you are going to summon my children. ”

Even if they are still alive in the world and have not been attacked by demons, how can they be notified to approach the royal city of Manuli, this way, although it only takes a short time for the dragon clan, but now the sky and the earth are full of dangerous demons, just a little time, you need to take extremely great dangers.

The last time Retilly saw the dragons of Adel and Alva was ten days ago, and after such a long time, it is difficult to say how strong they are, and whether they have any remaining strength to fly?

You know, there are many demons who fly faster than the dragons, and there are also those who are stronger than them, and Restili is very worried that if she summons like this, it will increase the danger of the children.

"You have their fading scales, right?"

Grand Wizard Staward Enton said that in three hundred years, he was the only human who had come so close to the Tanglaudes, the dragons who had always been regarded as the strongest threat to humanity, and he knew the habits of dragons that no one had ever known.

Although as a king, he doesn't have to include every dragon's milk, but as the patriarch of the Tangalod clan, Retili has the obligation to put away every dragon's milk and hide it in a certain part of his body, but what exactly it is for, Stewart has not been able to figure out for three hundred years.

But he knew that Retilly must have those breasts on her.

The milk piece is the first scale that each dragon replaces when they molt, and it is the hardest piece.

"Hahaha, do you mean milk tablets? Entong little ghost, you actually set your eyes on it?"

What Steward Enton wants to do, the King of Tangalod has understood, isn't this the lifelong wish of these great wizards, and it has not changed since ancient times.

"Believe me, when this battlefield is over, I will personally release the shackles. ”

Stewart knew in an instant what Retilly was referring to, and immediately made a guarantee.

Retilly sneered, snorting with black lightning and flames: "When the war is over, do you think the war will end, Stewart, you are the great wizard, and you, like Cecilia Norman, are trying to use the contract to turn the great Tanglaudes into a wizard's prison!"

Cecilia Norman was another great wizard who fell a thousand years ago, and before that, he had used trickery to turn Rhaethiri's father into a dragoon, and the proud Tanglaude into a horse and donkey, so this is the biggest reason why Restili is still wary of humans.

It took three hundred years for Steward Endon to melt a piece of ice in the heart of King Tanglaude, but it was extremely difficult to melt that iceberg, especially now that he had once again brought up the matter of signing a blood pact with Tanglode.

The effect of using milk tablets to sign a contract will be extremely strong, even stronger than the effect of Cecilia Norman using the dragon's claw to make a contract.

"Retiri, do you want Tangalod to perish? I am not Cecilia, I am Steward, for three hundred years, I have fought with you, quarreled with you, we have drunk together, we have robbed together, don't you know what kind of person I am?!"