Following the direction pointed out by Gnosh Blood Axe, the White Dragon Lord flew towards the territory of the Brute Hammer Clan.

The orcs of this world still follow the ancient tradition of living together as a clan, and each clan has its own territory.

The big clans occupy the land with abundant water and grass, and the cattle and sheep are full of herds, while the small clans can only struggle to survive in the land that no one wants.

This is the case of the Blood Axe clan near the Blade Fortress, the water grass in their territory, although not bad, but close to the territory of humans, is always facing the threat of human armies.

Of course, the blood axe is not the worst, the worst are the wandering orcs who caused the original tribe to dissolve due to natural or man-made disasters.

Stray orcs roam the grasslands, competing with vultures and wolves, and every time they close their eyes, they don't know if they will see the next day's sun.

The White Dragon Lord flapped his wings and streaked across the sky amid the exclamations of the orcs on the grassland.

A few hours later, I saw a large orc clan with tents stretching for hundreds of meters, and the side of the tent was still painted with a simple black hammer mark.

Found your goal!

The White Dragon Lord swooped down and landed on the edge of the tent, opening its mouth wide and letting out a terrifying roar.

A cone-shaped sound wave spread from the mouth of the White Dragon Lord to the tent.

Whether it is a cow or sheep as a meat feeder, or a wolf for battle, under the roar of the evil dragon, collapsed to the ground, shivering.

The White Dragon Lord used the most direct and provocative way to announce his arrival.

If this tribe is guarded by dragons, with the proud character of dragons, it is so provoked by its kind, and it is bound to not give up and come out to find the white dragon to fight alone.

In the large tent in the center of the Brute Hammer Clan, Ogem sat cross-legged on a black wolf skin, listening to the reports of his subordinates, frowning.

"Chief, although the true dragon is still only in the young dragon stage, it has to eat a split-hoof cow every week, and if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the clan's split-hoof cow will be eaten by it." ”

Ogham also felt a little headache, and the root of its headache was that half a year ago, it was overjoyed to welcome back the real dragon in person.

At the point where the population of the Brute Hammer Clan is about to reach 20,000 people, if the clan wants to go further, it is impossible without the support of the true dragon.

But the strength of the Brute Hammer clan is more embarrassing, it is the bottom existence in large clans, and the powerful adult true dragon can't look down on the Brute Hammer at all.

So, Ogham was pleasantly surprised when he found a young dragon that had no clan to feed him.

Because the average baby dragon is kept in captivity by the elders on the overseas dragon island, although he doesn't know how this one is outside, Ogham knows that this is a great opportunity from heaven.

Without even thinking about it, Ogham agreed to the young dragon's conditions and brought it back.

The amount of food that the real dragon eats is very terrifying, and he has to eat food equal to his own weight every day.

Originally, this was also affordable for the Brute Hammer Clan, which was a large clan.

But what Ogham didn't expect was that the real dragon it brought back was a very picky eater, and non-split-hoof cows didn't eat it.

The split-hoof ox is a combination of a rhinoceros and a buffalo, with hard horns on the nose and head, brownish-red hair, and thick pillar-like hooves that are forked, as if cracked, hence the name.

When the Split-hoofed Ox reaches adulthood, it can reach a length of 10 meters and a height of 4 meters, and is the main animal force for the Orc clan to transfer grazing sites.

Orcs are a nomadic people, and whenever cattle such as cattle and sheep eat the grass in one place, they have to change places in order to continue grazing.

At this time, it is necessary to use the huge strength of the split-hoof ox, and only the huge split-hoof ox can pull the wooden cart carrying the cowhide tent.

Without the Split-Hoof Ox, the Hammer Clan was trapped in place.

So, now Ogham is in a very bad mood, but it reassures his subordinates.

"You go down first, I'll talk to the real dragon later. ”

"Yes. ”

Ogham rubbed his temples, trying to figure out how to speak.

Suddenly, a terrifying dragon roar appeared outside the clan.

Ogham was taken aback.

Could it be that the parents of the young dragon have come here?!

The orc chief quickly stood up, lifted the curtain in front of the tent, and walked out.

The White Dragon Lord frowned when he saw a strong orc, armed with a black one-handed hammer, walking out with a group of people.

was provoked like this, and they were indifferent.

Isn't there a real dragon in this large clan?!

However, the White Dragon Lord didn't know where the other large clans were, so it wanted to ask the orc chieftain who was coming towards him.

Ogham approached, looking at the White Dragon Lord's huge body, and his heart was full of surprise.

This body type, among all the true dragons, is probably the strongest part.

Ogham stiffened his head and walked over.

"Honorable True Dragon, is there anything you are here for?"

The White Dragon Lord looked at the somewhat timid orcs and didn't care, this is the general attitude of ordinary races in the face of giant dragons.

"I've come looking for my kind. ”

Ogham chuckled in his heart and quickly suppressed the panic in his heart.

"We don't have your kind here, if you want to find other true dragons, you can go to the Soul Breaker Clan, they are home to a great true dragon, and the Soul Breaker tribe is ....... ”

The White Dragon Lord's eyes narrowed when he heard Ogem's sudden accelerated heartbeat.

This orc is lying!

But the second half is not lying, because such a lie cannot withstand the test, then the first half of the sentence is lying.

The white dragon lord held the dragon's breath in his mouth, and stretched his head to the top of the orc's head, his golden diamond-shaped pupils looking down at the orc in front of him.

"Really?!Tricking me will pay a high price!"

Ogham looked at the dangerous blue in the white dragon's mouth, felt the chill emanating from it, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Damn, it already knows!

"Ahem, ahem, I suddenly remembered that half a year ago, a young dragon came to the Brute Hammer, and I will take you to meet it, but before that, please allow me to offer a gift as an apology. ”

The White Dragon Lord raised his eyebrows, the dragon breath in his mouth was extinguished, and he looked at the orc chief in front of him with a smile.

Ogham looked at the dragon's head that the white dragon had withdrawn, and breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he was not killed by a claw.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ogham commanded his subordinates beside him.

"Hurry up, get those crystals, they're hidden under my seat. ”

The orcs on the side received the order, hurriedly turned over and rode on the wolf, and ran towards the inside of the camp.

A moment later, the orc rode back on a wolf, still holding a black wooden box with ornate patterns on the surface, which was clearly not the rugged style of the orcs who admired practicality.

The White Dragon Lord looked at the box in the orc's hand, and his heart was full of surprise.

Because, in the box, it senses the long-lost elemental fluctuations.

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Chapter 184: Hope