"Lord Shi Fanlin, that ancient green dragon will be solved by you. Looking at the legend of the five-meter-tall human snake tail eagle wing in front of him, the red dragon Cynthia said very respectfully.

"Yes, but after winning this war, I want half of the treasure of the ancient green dragon. Shi Fanlin looked at the group of evil dragons in front of him and said his request.

"This one can be a bit of a problem. "Immediately, there were dragons who raised objections, among a green dragon tribe, it must be the green dragon with the highest status who holds the most wealth, and now Shi Fanlin is about to take away half of the treasure as soon as he opens his mouth, how can these five-colored dragons be willing.

"Why do you want so much if you don't start fighting?" a dragon echoed, and as soon as the voice came out, many dragons immediately nodded in agreement.

"If I hadn't dragged this ancient green dragon, you wouldn't have been able to defeat this green dragon tribe, so it's not too much for me to ask for half of the treasure. Shi Fanlin said categorically, he was just memory loss, and he was not broken brain, how could he be robbed by these evil dragons, and if he wanted to make a move, he had to be paid enough.

"But your greatest role is to contain the legendary green dragon, unless you can defeat that green dragon alone, you can't take that much. ”

"If I can defeat that ancient green dragon alone, then, I only need to pay you the value of this news, Green Dragon Tribe, I can solve it alone. The old god Shi Fanlin said.

"Without our help, you can't defeat that green dragon tribe, you are a fool to be the other green dragons, will you watch you fight alone with their mastermother? You're too naïve, aren't you?"

"Don't quarrel, you haven't beaten down the Green Dragon Tribe yet, and you're arguing over what you haven't gotten yet, look at your little bit of interest. Finally, Cynthia stepped up.

"Shi Fanlin, you want fifty percent is too much, but I can promise now, if this war can be won, thirty percent of the treasure possessed by the legendary green dragon will belong to you, if you want more, then it depends on your performance on the battlefield, you are not a fool, I am not a fool, all the credit is obtained according to the strength of the battlefield, the more you contribute, the more you will get. The spoils of war are not distributed according to strength. ”

It would be too silly to set the reward in the first place, if victory is in sight, some guys may even paddle secretly, and if the spoils are distributed according to their exploits, Shi Fanlin will have to work hard if he wants more.

"Then who will determine the amount of this battle exploit?"

"Of course, it's the old rule, none of us obey anyone, so naturally we are looking for His Royal Highness Muria's personal guards to testify. Soon, at the call of another dragon, eight storm giants riding giant rooks landed in the sky.

They do not participate in the war against the Green Dragon Tribe, but they do act as witnesses to record what happened on their battlefield and use it as a basis for evaluating their exploits.

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"Damn imps, if you dare to destroy my tribe, this hatred, I will remember. The huge body, like a huge ancient dragon carved from jasper, looked at his lair in the sea of fire, and his eyes showed anger, "You better pray that you can always be together, otherwise, I will take revenge on you one by one." Let you feel my pain at this time. ”

"And you, you patchwork monster, I remember you. Finally, the scarred Gu Green Dragon looked at Shi Fanlin who was holding a knife in both hands on the opposite side, if it weren't for this monster to contain her, her tribe would not have been destroyed to such an extent.

"I want to run away. Seeing the ancient green dragon who began to speak ruthlessly, Shi Fanlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the slender hand tail of his lower body slammed into the air, and the whole person immediately rushed towards the green dragon.

"I'll admit you're strong, but if I want to leave, you can't stop you. Seeing the monster wielding his twin knives and slashing at him at great speed, the green dragon smiled proudly, and the huge dragon body easily tore through the space, and then escaped into it,

"Do you really think you can get away? idiot. Seeing the ancient dragon fleeing under his sword, Shi Fanlin did not pursue, but looked back at the edge of the battlefield, where a storm giant riding a giant peng saw this, recording everything that happened in this war from beginning to end.

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"Those damn little monsters, I've memorized your breath all, you just wait for my revenge!" said the ancient dragon who was shuttling through the gap in space indignantly.

"Who do you want to take revenge on?" a lazy voice with a hint of impatience suddenly came into the ears of the ancient dragon.

"Who?" In the gap in space, the green dragon who was shuttling at great speed suddenly heard this sound, and his scales were about to stand up in fright.

"I am the ten-winged archangel, Asimio!" A dazzling light appeared in front of the green dragon, and then formed a burly and strong figure, he was wearing gorgeous armor, holding a large sword, pure white wings stretched behind him, and looked at the green dragon who was many times larger than his size with an expressionless face.

"Ten-Winged Archangel!" Seeing this humanoid creature exuding a legendary high-level, the ancient green dragon, who was still thinking about how to retaliate, was shocked, "What are you stopping me for?"

A bad premonition rose in the heart of this ancient dragon, although according to common sense, it is impossible for angels and five-colored dragons to mix together, but she has seen too many things that break her common sense today.

For example, among the five-colored dragons that attacked her tribe today, many of them were simply monsters dressed in dragon skins, and the one she was most impressed by was a black dragon that could be sprayed with five different dragon breaths, and a metal dragon covered with a huge magic guide structure and carrying two magic guide cannons in his hands.

These are just the two more conspicuous monsters in the group of dragons, and there are more strange existences among them, such as the moment when they fight him, they are huge monsters that seem to be cobbled together from the bodies of different powerful legendary creatures.

"On the orders of the Dragon Monarch, I have come to capture you. The ten-winged archangel Assimio said with a solemn face, "Don't make senseless resistance, and follow me to meet the Dragon Monarch!"

"Delusional!" Instinctively feeling that the Dragon Monarch in his mouth was not a good thing, the ancient green dragon let out a roar, and after spewing out a mouthful of dragon breath at the archangel with all his might, she turned her head and ran, she was only stiff with a legendary high-level archangel when she was full.

"Isn't it good to be honest and tie your hands? Seeing the fleeing green dragon, Acemio sighed, the ten wings behind him flapped, and he turned into a ray of light and chased it, and in the process, the light on his body continued to spread, and finally turned into a pure white sword qi storm, enveloping the green dragon, and then a terrible scream sounded in the gap in this space.

"Why do you have to do this kind of useless struggle? Suffer this pain in vain? Isn't the end result the same?" After a long time, not far from the original Green Dragon Tribe, a heroic angel tore through the space and walked out, under his hands, grasping the tail of a giant dragon nearly sixty meters long, this ancient dragon drooped on all fours and wings, as if dead.

"Do you think you can escape from my men? In that case, you underestimate me, do you?" the archangel sighed, as if to say to himself, and shook off his green dragon, which was covered in bruises but had begun to scab over.

The huge difference in size between angels and dragons creates a huge visual impact. Under the incessant taunts of the angels, the green dragon, who had already begun to pretend to be dead, couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at the angel angrily, "As an angel in the heavenly realm, don't you feel ashamed to be mixed with the five-colored dragon?"

"They are not the five-colored dragons you know, this group of good dragons who like to be evil and promote good. The decaloft, the chief angel, Acemio, said righteously, believing that Muria's men were all good dragons, and whoever dared to deny it would fight until he admitted it.

"This is what you call a good dragon. The ancient green dragon tilted its head slightly, looking at its lair with sad eyes, and black smoke billowed from its original tribe into the sky, and from there there were the cheers of the evil dragons, the kind of sound she was familiar with, it was the cheers of the dragons.

Thinking of the treasure, this ancient dragon thought of the collection that she had not yet had time to take away, and when she thought of this, this dragon shed tears of pain, and under the pain, she felt that the wounds all over her body were not felt.

"Why are you crying?" Assimio looked at the green dragon in his hand with tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, which made him amazed, he had lived for thousands of years, and it was the first time he saw the ancient dragon crying, who would dare to believe it?

"I took this dragon with me. Asimia, who had grabbed the green dragon, carried the ancient dragon and walked around among the five-colored dragons that were burning strongly, letting them know that they did not have to worry about the retaliation of an ancient dragon, "You can act with confidence in the future, no matter what you do, we will fight for you behind your back." ”

After saying that, Asimia ignored the amazed eyes of the dragons, tore open the spatial rift and returned to Sinapus with the green dragon.

"What kind of place is this?" the ancient green dragon looked at the cloud island in front of her with a look of horror, and she saw the young dragons that were shuttling and playing in front of the cloud island, as well as the large number of patrolling giants, and the dwarves and elves who were building on the cloud island.

"Sinapus, where your fate will be decided," Aceio glanced at the frightened green dragon, looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and kindly reminded, "remember to behave well later, and it is up to you to choose whether you will be sealed in a pillar or become the ruling class in the future." ”

Soon, under the awe-inspiring gaze of a group of giants, the angel dragged the ancient dragon into the Wind King's castle.

"Your Highness Muria, fortunately not dishonored!"

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