Izzy lowered his voice and breathed in the relatively fresh air, staring warily at the goblins who seemed to be in a hurry, ready to retreat into the smoke and hide themselves.

As the suffocating feeling of death dissipated, Izzy felt better, and then he began to think.

If the Black Dragon Legion had such an enchantment that could isolate the thick smoke, then his plan to use the smoke to force the Black Dragon Legion out of the Black Wing's nest should not be successful, but now it seems that the Black Dragon Legion has rushed out and fought with the Red Dragon Army, why is this?

Could it be that this can block the smoke of the barrier, and the Black Dragon Army can't afford to make more?

Izzy didn't know if his judgment was right, but he only seemed to have one explanation that made sense, and in that case, he assumed that his judgment was right, and what these goblins were doing was extremely important to the Black Dragon Legion.

As soon as Izzy thought of this, he saw some kind of movement in the giant glass petri dish in front of those goblins, and a sight that made him creepy immediately met his eyes.

I saw that there seemed to be some strange-shaped creature writhing in the turbid chemical solution in the giant petri dish, and a person who looked like the leader of this group of goblins immediately spoke: "The dragon beast in this petri dish has matured, release it!"

The goblin next to him obeyed the goblin leader's instructions and broke a rocker mechanism, and saw that the chemical solution in the petri dish was immediately withdrawn, and the creature in the solution also revealed its true form.

It was some kind of deformed monster, it looked like a dragonman, but it didn't have the shape of a normal dragonman at all, one of the monster's hands was directly like a dragon head with sharp teeth, one by one looked very lethal, and the other hand was a little deformed and thick, and even reminded Izzy of Goron's arm.

The Freak also had a tail that was thicker than the Dragonman, but it was more of a weapon than a tail, a bladed tail like a whip covered with blades.

However, these are not the most conspicuous features of the deformed monsters, the most conspicuous of which are the layers of scales on the outside of their bodies, which are covered in some kind of strange colored scales that look like the colorful reflective surface of gasoline floating on the surface of sewage.

In the short time that Izzy was carefully observing, the deformed monster in the petri dish was poured out like garbage, and the goblin leader immediately took out a dragon scale ornament that Izzy was familiar with, walked near the deformed monster, activated the power of the dragon scale ornament, and imprinted a magical imprint on the deformed monster that looked like a slave mark at first glance.

After the goblin leader branded the deformed monster as a slave, he opened his mouth and reprimanded the goblins on the other side: "It's another inferior dragon beast, your necromancy is too low-level, the raw materials that make up the dragon beast are not well preserved, take this garbage outside to participate in the battle!"

Izzy felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, such a hideous and terrible monster was just an inferior product, so what should a good product look like?

The deformed drake was pulled out like a leashed dog, and it was thought that his fate would only be to use it as a weapon in the battle against the Red Dragon Legion, and Izzy had finally figured out what the goblins were all about.

Like a small monster factory, they fuse the corpses of the five-colored dragons with some unknown chemical solution and magical power to produce colorful dragons as slave soldiers of the Black Dragon Legion, and these colorful dragons will gradually increase in combat power, and eventually even surpass their black dragon masters.

"I must destroy them!"

This thought came to Izzy's mind almost immediately, but with it was another thought.

"Maybe I can take advantage of them. ”

The idea of destruction comes from a threat, but even such a threat is not as great as the invasion of the Burning Legion, and Izzy has always wanted to gather all the forces that can unite to resist the Burning Legion and the Void forces.

That being said, the idea is a bit crazy, and God knows if this kind of monster production gets out of control, it will create another evil force that is no weaker than the Burning Legion and the Void forces.

Izzy gave up his crazy thoughts, he didn't have the strength to control such an evil power now, and using this power would mean making enemies of the five-colored dragon, even if he could find a way to act in secret, but paper couldn't contain fire after all, and one day someone would find out, so it seemed that the gains outweighed the losses.

With an idea in mind, Izzy is ready to kill these goblins who produce "Frankenstein", but the timing of the attack is a problem, and Izzy is very malicious and ready to wait a little longer, and when the next colorful drake comes out, he will attack.

He wanted to see if this monster was out of control if it didn't bear the mark of a slave, and use it to judge the threat level of the multicolored drake.

With this in mind, the next colorful dragon man didn't make Izzy wait too long, and just as the goblins looked at the colorful dragon beasts as if they were facing a great enemy, Izzy carried the giant sword through the barrier and approached them.

It's clear that he can't take out all the enemies here in a split second, but in reality there's only one goblin he needs to deal with.

The unknown goblin leader raised the Deathwing's scales ornament to mark the newly baked colorful drake with a slave mark, but his hand holding the dragon scale ornament was suddenly firmly pinched by another huge palm.

The goblin looked back, and he saw a man's waist and abdomen, and just as he wanted to look up at Izzy's face, the goblin felt his body lose control, and was pulled up by the huge palm of his hand, as easily as lifting a small cloth bag.

Like a rag, Izzy threw the tiny goblin on the hard stone floor, once, twice, three times, and the goblin leader was dying.

"Intruder! Master Krisch is captured by the intruder..."

As soon as one of the goblins approaching Izzy exclaimed, he lost the upper part of his head from which he could speak, and Izzy looked at the goblins with cold eyes, and spoke in a calm and clear voice:

"Whoever dares to speak loudly will die on the spot like this, and I welcome you to test whether my sword is fast enough. ”

Most of the shocked goblins didn't have time to realize the current situation, but when they realized what was happening, they also realized how to save their lives, so the enchantment fell silent, and the silence was almost audible.

But in this environment where the needle could be heard, a strange sound came into everyone's ears very clearly, and that sound sounded like the sound of something wriggling, and it sounded like a numb scalp anyway.

Izzy soon found the source of the sound, which came from the newly baked multicolored drakemon, which had not been marked as a slave and was molting at this time, which was molting for growth.

The goblin in Izzy's hand suddenly spoke weakly:

"It worked! I turned out to.. It worked!"

Izzy vigilantly stared at the monster that gradually grew in size and gradually transformed, and even his colorful dragon scales were completely broken, a drop of cold sweat slipped on his head, and he said:

"No, I think you've failed, you've created a monster that no one can control. ”