They stood at the edge of the Black Wing's lair, and this time they went to visit the Black Dragon Lord's mission, a total of a hundred people, of which only three were negotiators who had been ordered to negotiate, and the rest were actually all combatants.

Although a hundred-strong combat force would not be able to stir up the storm in Blackwing's Lair if a conflict did break out, it would at least allow the mission to have some self-preservation, and it could delay the time and prevent it from falling immediately.

Yes, as long as it doesn't collapse at the beginning, there are archmages in this mission, and they are also prepared to have magical artifacts, if something really goes wrong, they have the ability to open the void portal.

The Elven Forest troops in the rear are ready for battle, and if they really go that far, the Elven King can react immediately and support immediately.

Garcia was quite well prepared, as if facing a great enemy, and before the war began, he was already mobilizing his army like this.

After all, no matter what you say, the other party is still a five-colored dragon in the end, and the cognitive perception that the five-colored dragon brings to other intelligent races is deep-rooted, and Garcia has to consider some unexpected situations.

The messenger spoke to the gnolls roaming outside, and then waited in silence with a contemptuous attitude.

In his opinion, aside from the legendary dragon species, except for the golden dragon and the silver dragon, all other dragons among the true dragons are not worthy of respect, and the act of asking to visit an evil five-colored dragon in this posture is simply ridiculous, and the other party is not even the red dragon of the five-color crown!

Although the Tia elves are a good race, not all elves hold the same opinion as the elven king, and as elven descendants from ancient times to the present day, it is difficult for them to grovel to other creatures.

Of course, it was impossible for the Tiya elves to blame their own leaders, and they could only blame the mistakes on the forest elves, the ignorant, ignorant, and weak forest elves......

However, complaining is complaining, the order still has to be carried out, and the messenger knows that he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and has to find a way to bring the people of the Elven Forest home, so he quickly adjusts his mentality, puts his personal emotions behind him, and waits quietly.

Soon, the departing gnolls returned, exchanged a few words with his companion in the gnoll language, and did not lead, but only got out of the way and stared at the elven envoys.

Luckily, Magushir gave them a map.

To reach the Canopy Fortress, they first had to cross the Green River, and before reaching there, they heard the sound of the raging water, like the roar of a nine-headed lizard, and the messenger saw that the Green River had many tributaries, some of which clearly had traces of being opened.

How can these evil clans open up rivers?

Looking at the turbid swirling river, this thought flashed through the messenger's head, and his heart palpitated slightly, the nest of black wings seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

However, the current business is important, and the envoy does not have time to think deeply.

Truth be told, the weather was very bad today, and as the distance approached, the canopy fortress emerged in the torrential rain like a tall ghost.

As the elves approached, their hearts grew uneasy, and the smell of the terrible black dragon seemed to be smelled in the shower, and the wind was filled with a suppressive smell of power, and before leaving, His Majesty Garcia showed them the appearance of the black dragon lord, which was a picture book based on the dictation of Chimera Maguhir.

Has it gotten stronger after three years?

The messenger looked around and saw that the surrounding jungle was intertwined with countless dragon nests, and their red eyes, cunning and cruel, watched them through the rain, full of greed.

These evil bipedal wyverns, though not attacking, are still chilling.

"Caleb, be careful."

Not long after, the messenger still remembered His Majesty Garcia's admonition: "All the five-colored dragons are greedy and violent, they are moody, changeable, and have a strong sense of self-esteem, and a casual word can cause them to be furious." And. Dragons rarely have the concept of guest power, so be careful not to touch the dragon's authority and self-esteem. ”

"I know the nature of dragons, please rest assured, Your Majesty. No matter what, I won't fail you. "There is not a single young, unmarried male elf in the Forest of Elves who does not love His Majesty Garcia Yufeng, so even if there is a slight complaint about this matter, Caleb will definitely do his best to fulfill the order.

Out of the canopy fortress was a gnoll, alone, with a weapon in hand, and stood there coldly looking at the visiting mission, letting the rain fall.

Caleb had lived for nearly three hundred years and had seen a lot, and he could see the strength of the gnollore, and naturally recognized the legendary weapon in his hand.

The elven envoy's mouth opened wide, his arms trembled involuntarily, and before he could see the legendary Black Dragon Emperor, all the understanding and cognition of the true dragon had collapsed.

Aren't dragons all people who regard wealth as life and treasure as demons, how could they give such a legendary weapon to their dependents, even those freaks among dragons, famous anomalies in history, none of them would do this.

Could it be that everything was rumored before, and the owner of the Blackwing Lair was not a dragon at all?

No way, Maguhir had already seen it.

In the end, Caleb didn't understand what was going on, and the group stopped for a moment, waiting for the legation to follow.

After looking at it for a moment, Hogg opened the heavy gate of the canopy fortress and nodded to the elven legaries, signaling that they could enter the true core area of the Blackwing Lair.

The Black Dragon Lord, who had been looking forward to them, finally appeared in front of the mission at this moment.

No matter how much he despised the five-colored dragon in his heart before, even if he had seen Caesar's portrait, when he was really faced with the dragon king who needed to look up at his neck ninety degrees, Caleb still lost his speech, and all his rhetoric went into the hole of shame, trembling all over.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you feel the fear that spreads from your bones to your whole body.

At first glance, the dragonborn flying dragon leader, who knew that he was talented, fierce and cruel, was obediently like a quiet kitten, quietly prostrate at the feet of the black dragon lord, and the contrast of body size and posture added a bit of drama.

In the halls of the Emerald King's Palace, Caleb bowed stiffly: "Hello, legendary Dragon King. I am a messenger sent by the Forest of Elves to visit your neighbors and friends, and I am here to meet you. Your Majesty, on behalf of the Tiya Elves, the Giant Eagle Clan, and the Chimera, ......"

This guy's opening remarks were long and complicated, Caesar was not interested in listening to them, he stared at the mission and glanced around, and his scarlet eyes immediately caused a wave of unease and alarm.

"Messenger, I know why you have come."

The big black dragon grinned silently, and got straight to the point in the way that the evil dragon did best: "A few days ago, the Elven Forest sent a strong force to try to attack the Black Wing's lair. ”

"Then, when their sneaky actions were discovered by my men, they immediately went berserk and attacked my dependents without explanation, costing the people of the Blackwing Lair dearly."

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