After the young dragons returned to the dragon's lair and put the reindeer in front of the sleeping dragon mother, Amos flew to the pile of gold coins and began to sleep, he was completely accustomed to the rhythm of dragons' life of eating, sleeping, eating and sleeping, which was originally his ultimate dream in his previous life!

A few days later, the four Amos siblings were woken up from their sleep by the dragon mother.

Amos opened his mouth and yawned, not understanding why the dragon mother had to wake up waiting for the dragon, there had never been such a precedent.

"Follow me. The dragon mother said in a deep voice, and as she spoke, she took the lead towards the entrance of the cave and flew into the sky.

The four young dragons had to follow.

The dragon mother slows down so that the young dragons can keep up with her.

Silent all the way, the dragon mother flew south with the four young dragons, and it didn't take long for it to fly out of the North Wind Ice Field, which was the first time Amos left the territory of the dragon mother.

After flying over a stretch of rolling majestic mountains, the scenery became very different from the barren icefields of the north wind, and with the dragon's vision, there was no difference between day and night.

The steep ridge is covered in snow and ice, and below the snow line is a large verdant coniferous forest that spreads from the mountainside to a rushing river.

On the other side of the river there is a city of intelligent creatures, and in the square in the center of the city, people sing and dance around the campfire, and Amos can hear the cheerful singing of people even from a distance.

Under the cover of night, the dragon mother led the young dragons to land in the snow halfway up the mountain.

The dragon mother stared at the city that revealed the festive atmosphere everywhere, and her eyes revealed endless greed.

Sandonar, a holy city under the Chogori Mountains, a pearl on the Zhuo Milk River, and also the commercial center of the Northland and the political center of the barbarians.

The Mother had been spying on Sandonal's wealth, but soon she had retracted her gaze and seemed to be deeply jealous of certain presences in the city.

The Northland barbarians are a nomadic people, and the harsh winters and harsh living environment of the Nordhill Northland have created their fierce character and strong body.

In the custom of the barbarians, every baby will be put outside the door in the ice and snow on the night of the birth day to be tested by the barbarian god Balino, and only the strong baby will survive, which is said to have been handed down tens of thousands of years ago, during the reign of the frost giants.

In ancient times, tens of thousands of years ago, barbarians were only slaves and livestock kept by frost giants, and their survival resources were extremely scarce, so they had to abandon their offspring that were not strong enough.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance, and the barbarian hero Sandonal, who could not bear the tyranny of the frost giants, led the barbarians to rise up, successfully ending the tyrannical rule of the frost giants, and in the final battle, Sandonar and the frost giant chieftain died together.

The grief-stricken barbarians buried Sandonal's remains on the banks of the Zhuo Milk River, and built the first and only settlement around his cemetery, which was named Sandonar in honor of the hero who brought hope to the tribe.

Sandonar also became a sacred place in the hearts of the barbarians, and later with the convenient shipping conditions of the Zhuo Milk River, the barbarians and the central region of the mainland carried out trade, and exchanged with each other, and Sandonar also developed from a settlement of hundreds of people to a trading city with a population of tens of thousands.

At this time, a sharp figure rushed out of the taiga, and came to the dragon mother in a few leaps.

This is a snow-white winter wolf with a body length of 4 meters and a white scale on its forehead.

Amos had seen it, and it was the most powerful member of the Dragon Mother, the Winter Wolf, Fingal, a top-tier Ice Hunter with a creature level of 16.

Fingal walked up to the dragon mother, bowed his wolf's head, and said humbly, "Welcome, my master. ”

Winter wolves are powerful hunters on the ice fields and live together as a family unit, with the average winter wolf pack consisting of seven or eight adult wolves, plus two or three cubs.

As soon as the winter wolf reaches adulthood, the biological level can reach level 10, and among them, powerful individuals can even break through to level 15 or above, and their intelligence is not low and they can speak.

Mother Long nodded in response to Fingal, and asked in a deep voice, "Where's that bastard?" Why don't you come out to see me?"

As he spoke, a black figure flew from the foot of the mountain clinging to the forest.

Amos's eyes narrowed.

Dragon Wings?

Dragon-vein Warlock!

When the warlock landed, the dragon wings behind him shrank and disappeared, and his entire body was covered in a black cloak, revealing only half of his face, and he carried a badge of flame on his chest, one dragon claw, clutching a puff of flames with eyes.

Worship the Dragon!

Amos suddenly realized that the content of the dragon inheritance is all-encompassing, and the dragon worship cult is also recorded in the inheritance, the dragon worship can be said to be an organization that worships the dragon as a god, and the most in the organization are dragon vein warlocks and necromancers.

There are even some dragons joining the group, providing various services to the dragons, and are connected to most of the famous dragons.

The Warlock bowed and said, "Salute to you, the great Lord of the North Wind Icefield, the legendary White Dragon Salina. ”

"Hmph!" said with two puffs of white gas from the nostrils of the dragon mother, "You're late, Warlock." ”

"I beg your pardon, Sandonar has strengthened his garrison during this time, and it took some time to get out of the city. ”

The unknown warlock pondered for a moment and said, "But the news I brought is definitely worth your wait. ”

"Oh~," Mother Long no longer delved into the question of the warlock's tardiness, and asked curiously, "What's the news?"

"The payment for Sandonal's purchase of goods this time, according to sources, is as high as 800,000 gold coins,"

The Warlock didn't sell it either: "And the leader of the team is your old friend Severy. ”

When the dragon mother heard Severy's name, her momentum suddenly became cold, and she gritted her teeth and said, "This is really good news. ”

......

Listening to the conversation between the dragon mother and the warlock, Amos finally understood why he had waited for the dragon to come here.

This year, there was an outbreak of plague in the Northland, which had a long incubation period, and only a small percentage of livestock were sick at first, and it was harmless to humans, so it did not attract the attention of the ruler of Sandonal, and by the time Sandonar realized that something was wrong, it was too late.

The plague broke out completely, a large number of livestock died, for the nomads, livestock is the fundamental guarantee of life, a large number of barbarians are about to face the problem of survival, to add insult to injury, the lower reaches of the Zhuo Milk River appeared unknown monsters, and the shipping route for transporting grain was also cut off.

Sandonal's high-level deliberations decided that after the Mudara celebration was over, they would organize a team to go south to buy food to tide over the difficulties, and one of the three legends of Sandonar, the legendary barbarian warrior, the Berserker - Severi would suppress the formation.

The Worship of the Dragons, who learned the news, passed the news to the Scourge of the North Wind through Fingal, Sarilina, and asked the Dragon Mother to come and plan together to plunder Sandonal's southward team.

The warlock and the dragon mother discussed some more details of the cooperation, and finally said: "Then I wish us a happy cooperation, Lord Sarilina, the matter of cannon fodder will bother you, and I will retire in the next place." ”

After the warlock left, the dragon mother called Amos and the other dragons to her front and said, "Go, children, go and gather those lowly kobolds, goblins, they will be honored to fight for the true dragons!"

The young dragons responded, "Follow your will, Mother. ”