The weather in Fort Hell has not been very good for the past few days, thunder, lightning, strong winds, and torrential rain have been raging back and forth.

The clammy wind lifted and fell, piercing through the layers of leaves, causing a scream like a ghost crying wolf.

Obscured by dark clouds in the sky, a light rain, and the land that had been ravaged by metal dragons not long ago, this scene really looked a bit miserable.

It's not a good day to go out.

However, Izawa can't wait.

The fifth day without Irelia, miss her.

The Grand Steward of the Red Dragon Clan stood on the platform at the gate of the Hell Fortress and personally sounded the war horn, and the dense monster clans rushed from all over the place, gathering in the open space in front of the Hell Fortress.

The dragon is entrenched in the crater, and the ground below bears the traces of the recent Great War.

Izawa stared at his monster army, even after a series of battles, the number was still as high as 80,000, which was a very terrifying number.

There are also high-ranking clans such as the Minotaurs, Chimera, Wyverns, Giants, etc., and if you convert it to the combat power of the human legion, this number is estimated to be multiplied by 2 or 3.

Kane Bloodhoof led the Minotaur out of the dungeon around the pillar, standing in the most visible place of the Red Dragon's Domination. The Minotaur is a strong army under the command of the Dragon King, who has made great contributions in countless wars, and has an irreplaceable position in the Red Dragon Legion.

In terms of the ability to rush into battle, the Minotaur should be the first!

"The time has come, and Your Majesty will lead us to take revenge on the metal dragon."

Bloodhoof looked around at the army of arrogant monsters, and finally landed on the black dragon Ortorenzo, and sneered.

"With so many elite existences, it can still be robbed by the metal dragon of Irelia's mother, this will be a stain on the Red Dragon Clan for the rest of its life!"

Ortorenzo's voice was bitter: "I did my best, the metal dragon ...... from the sky"

"Excuses!" Bloodhoof interrupted him, "If I'm here, nothing like this will happen unless I die in battle!" ”

Ortorenzo was silent, he had discovered too late, and by the time he arrived with the Wyvern and the Chimera, he had already seen the Mistress being knocked unconscious by a group of metal dragons using spells.

Although a fierce battle ensued, and the leader of the Chimera, Drax, died tragically, he was unable to stop the metal dragon from leaving.

If we had been prepared earlier, we might not have caused the catastrophe we are in.

"I will use the blood of the metal dragon to atone for the mistakes I made!" The black dragon said in a deep voice.

"You'd better be like this!"

Bloodhoof sneered and stopped looking at him, in his eyes, both Ortorenzo and Pandaria were wastes who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

The dense army of monsters lined up in front, and the air clan led by two green dragons circled in midair, their huge wings spreading out like dark clouds.

After more than a decade of evolution, the chaotic and evil monsters have gradually become orderly, at least at this juncture, no noisy conversations are heard, only a few roars are occasionally heard.

"I'm sure you already know what happened recently, when I led the Red Dragon Legion to attack the Dark Regions, the shameful metal dragon sneaked up on Hell Fortress and kidnapped the only dragon queen of Kazarin, the master mother of the Red Dragon Clan!"

The Dragon King's voice was flat, but between the lines there was anger and hatred for the metal dragon.

"Kill them!"

"Save the Dragon Queen!"

"The dastardly metal dragons want their blood to pay for it!"

The monsters let out a continuous roar, and this group of evil monsters did not have a good impression of the good camp.

"I have decided to declare war on the metal dragon and wave the army to the north! I forgot to tell you that the flaming dragon mother who has caused waves in the northern human kingdom is my mother. ”

As soon as these words came out, the monsters who had been standing solemnly under the dragon's power couldn't help but start whispering.

After all, the prestige of the Flame Dragon Mother has been spread on the mainland for hundreds of years, and even the remote southern frontier knows her strength.

"As far as I know, my mother has established the Evil Dragon Empire, and there are countless monsters under her command, but the self-proclaimed kind metal dragon has joined forces with lowly humans to launch a war against the Dragon Empire."

The monsters roared in anger again.

"I will temporarily abandon the territory of the southern frontier and wage an all-out war against the north, our enemies will be humans, elves, and metal dragons."

"But they're all a bunch of eggless cowards!" The Dragon King let out a contemptuous scoff.

The Red Dragon Clan laughed wildly, and they did have the capital to laugh.

The Red Dragon Juggernaut slowly lifted his neck, his dark red vertical pupils containing cold murderous intent, and sharp fangs protruding from his mouth, emitting a bloodthirsty whisper.

"I want you to tear open the flesh of the enemy with your sharp claws, eat the flesh of the enemy raw, thirst for the blood of the enemy, and let those weak fellows know how much they anger us!"

"I want you to be a nightmare for your enemies, and let those cowards fantasize every day about the torture they will endure when they fall into your hands!"

"So, those guys will talk about us, those guys will be afraid of us, and when they close their eyes, they will subconsciously feel inexplicable fear of their enemies."

"And this fear comes from us."

"The strength of the Red Dragon Legion has long been proven in countless wars!"

"They'll regret it!"

"But we will not forgive them, only blood and killing can wash away their sins!"

Izawa stretched out his claws, raised a hooked toe and pointed north, and spoke in a stern tone.

"We will let the world know that wherever the Red Dragon Legion goes, it is territory!"

The Red Dragon Clan let out an overwhelming roar.

"For the king of the southern frontier!"

"Wherever the Red Dragon Legion goes, it's territory!"

"Crush them!"

The shouts continued in a row, and the roars surged like a mountain and a tsunami.

Izawa nodded with satisfaction with the reaction of the Red Dragon Clan, he hadn't declared war for too long, and it seemed that the effect was not bad from now.

Of course, he didn't just make a declaration for the sake of war, if that was the case, there was no need at all, and the Red Dragon Legion would have sworn to follow him to the death.

One of the most important reasons for this is to deter Xiaoxiao, and even make it clear to the potential enemies that he will take away all the Dragon Red Clan this time.

The position of Lord of Kazarin is vacant, and if he is not afraid of death, he can come and sit down, and soon he will return with a large army in triumph.

At that point, whoever is in that chair will have to get off!

He is the king of southern Xinjiang, and everywhere the Red Dragon Legion reaches, it is all territory!

"Now, go with me!"

The Dragon King let out a faint roar to the north, and he leapt down from the crater, the dragon's wings stirring up a violent wind, and the mighty Red Dragon Legion suddenly opened......