Dragons are imaginative and creative, so Sylvia's Emerald Palace is not built on solid ground like ordinary castles.

It is a real castle in the sky, lying in mid-air.

More than dozens of towering trees, under the magic of the green dragon, once again super-giant, reached the point of majesty, their crowns close to each other, intertwined with each other, twisted together with magic, forming the most solid base of the Emerald Palace.

This is the canopy fortress and the highest point in the entire green capital, and Sylvia only needs to sit on the throne to see the whole picture, every mountain, every river, every field and every jungle.

The Wyvern flapped its wings and landed, and this group also had another name: Pterodactyls, and they were probably the closest dragonborn to a real dragon in appearance other than the drakes.

However, these guys' fighting abilities don't match their appearance, and they can't win the championship among the Dragonborn, not even in the middle of the ranks, the true dragons have created countless races in Eladiyah's millions of years, and the powerful Dragonborn are countless.

The Wyvern retracts its wings so that the central joint of the wings rests on the ground, so that it lands on the ground and walks forward, passing through a wide passage large enough to accommodate twenty people in parallel.

If you don't know that the owner of this place is an evil dragon, people will probably think that this place is a fairytale castle, full of magnificent atmosphere, in line with all the imagination of wonderful fairy tales.

The entire palace is carved from expensive crystal, while the passages are flanked with gilded tassels and the floors are inlaid with glowing pearl stones.

When you enter the main hall, you can see large-scale jade and glazed sculptures, and the real dragon likes shiny things, so the hall is densely covered with colorful gems, and people can't open their eyes at all.

Sylvia's wealth is evident.

Green dragons have always had the highest requirements for nest size among the five-colored dragons, they have a unique aesthetic, and they are extremely luxurious in comfort and enjoyment.

"The border is being harassed, and this is the third time today, my master."

The bipedal wyvern didn't look at the woman on the throne, lowered his head and said, "The enemy is attacking from all directions, and our area of activity is shrinking. ”

She had just killed a gray centaur and was still stained with blood and shredded flesh on her teeth, which the owner did not like to see in her palace.

"Little Black Cub ......"

Sylvia leaned lazily on the Emerald Throne, holding her chin with one hand: "Ambush, harassment, guerrilla, are you so unconfident?" ”

She was not a little annoyed by the battle report of the two-legged wyvern, but was a little proud, feeling that she had the upper hand.

The other party didn't dare to fight her head-on, which showed that the guy didn't have the strength to face himself at all, and could only rely on these petty fights to block the great poisonous mother.

It's like a child who can't get candy and cries and screams, naïve and stupid.

Sylvia thought.

"It's just, you haven't shown up yet, what are you waiting for?"

The Mother of Poison has changed her seat, and since the first attack, the war has been going on for a week, and the green capital is attacked from all sides every day, the fields and forests are burned, and the food and materials are looted.

But the other party also failed to please, although every time, before the support of the Green Capital troops arrived, the enemy had already fled and retreated immediately, but her fierce and strong servants were not dry food, they were all clans left over from the Green Capital battlefield.

They also bite off a piece of meat from their attacker.

Therefore, every time, the other party also has to leave a large number of corpses, so that the exchange of battle losses continues, and the green dragon, who has a strong base and reserve force, feels that it is not a loss.

Orcs, gnolls, canines, manticores, gray centaurs...... The confirmation of the corpse allowed Sylvia to roughly figure out the composition of the enemy's forces, and the existence of the orc jackal made her confirm that it was indeed the black dragon that fled at the beginning.

However, it was a bit troublesome that she couldn't determine the specific location of the other party, and after so many days of searching, the bipedal wyvern and the blood bat still hadn't found the lair of the black dragon forces.

God knows where they came from, as if they had come out of the ground.

What are the consequences of this? So far, the Green Capital Legion has not been able to find the other party at all, and then pushed it down in a frenzy.

At this point, Sylvia felt that it was easier and simpler to fight the Red Dragon, and if she didn't accept it, she would do it, and there was nothing to say about it.

"You're really bad, don't you know how to set a trap and ambush on purpose? Or hide in the shadows, and then follow the monsters on the other side until they reach their lair. ”

Sylvia pouted and commented, "It's a disappointment for me. ”

"We are incompetent, ask for your forgiveness, master."

The bipedal wyvern continued to keep its head down, the lizard face buried in the shadows bared its teeth, didn't you say that this was all a small fight, play with them first? Well, the results were not good, and he said that he was a waste.

"Okay, I know you stupid guys aren't smart enough."

Sylvia pursed her lips, as if she had forgotten her previous orders, and said again: "Inform the various clans, gather their subordinates, and don't die alone."

"Also, sweep the area in a large force and regain control of the land." She's tired of playing games like this.

One order after another was given, and the behemoth beast of Midori began to move its muscles.

"Also, give the ogre a mission."

The Ogre Tribe, Sylvia's most relied on main battle legion: "Let them set traps, show their feet, lure them to attack, and then chase them until they kill them or find their lair." ”

"I don't believe it, that little black dragon can really burrow into the hole."

Sylvia muttered, she was not afraid of anything that would happen to the ogre chieftain, the ogre with three heads was quite powerful, and he was her most powerful dependent, right-hand man.

Even against that black cub, the ogre chief will not be weak, after all, that black dragon is only powerful in special elemental resistance.

It can be seen that seven years is really quite short for dragons, and the green dragon didn't think that the black cub could be any different from before, and didn't even think about it at all, falling into a blind spot in his thinking, and his judgment of Caesar was still seven years ago and had not yet been updated.

Of course, she couldn't update until she met Caesar.

"I see, master, please rest assured." The wyvern bared its teeth and walked backwards.

Because of the playful mentality of the green dragon Sylvia before, these same subordinates were very aggrieved, and they kept pressing, never letting go of their hands to fight with the other party, not to mention taking the initiative to find an opportunity to catch a flaw and attack.