"Silver Dragon?"

In the depths of the dense forest, the burly body of the master of Kazarin was as burly as a mountain, looking at the scene in the distance and frowning deeply, he also did not know where this silver dragon that seemed to appear out of thin air, and where her true dragon dependents came from.

If he simply said that he was passing by, he himself did not believe this explanation.

As soon as the griffin and the horned eagle arrived on the battlefield, the silver dragon appeared with her clan to slaughter, clearly prepared and waiting for his sky tribe to appear. It is very vivid to use the word self-throwing to describe it.

It's no wonder that since yesterday, all the Giant Eagle Scouts sent out have lost contact, and now it seems that they have been hunted by Wyverns and Chimera.

So, is the backer of that group of wild dogs this silver dragon?

"I don't know how you managed to evade the detection of the giant eagle scout, but you really think you can stop the giant's wrath with a silver dragon that is still underage?"

The owner of Kazarin let out a low roar, he didn't want to think about how the orderly and kind silver dragon could appear in such a chaotic area, the enmity between the giant and the true dragon was deep in his soul, he just wanted to kill the real dragon as soon as possible.

He opened his mouth wide, his laryngeal muscles squirmed, and his vocal cords emitted a string of obscure syllables, the oldest of giants.

The whisper followed the sound of the wind into the dense forest, and soon, a violent tremor suddenly erupted in the depths of the Kazarin, the trees toppled down, the mountain collapsed, and a group of mountain giants with a height of seven or eight meters and more than a hundred in number gathered from the inside of the dense forest.

"My king, the mountain giants have been recruited by you, and are willing to charge into battle for you and step on all obstacles."

"The demon dragon has set foot in the wilderness."

The owner of the Kazarin let out a shocking whisper, and a single sentence caused all the giants to change color.

"It's just a baby dragon that is still underage, but it has about 100 wyverns and 50 Chimeras as dependents."

"My king, as you know, the Wyvern is the long-cherished enemy of the mountain giants, please let me fight for you, purge the demon dragon and her race, your majesty will not be provoked, you are the only true king of the wilderness!"

"Landslide, take that cub with you, and let the demon dragon see what happens to the enemy of the giant!"

"Yes, my king."

The giant was more than ten meters tall and huge, moving like a landslide, and he stepped into the depths of the dense forest, and after a few seconds, a dragon chant came from that direction.

"Crawlers! If you don't want to die, be honest with me! ”

The avalanche let out an angry roar, his fist slammed down, and the dragon's groans grew weaker.

He stepped out of the woods, an exaggerated chain wrapped around his arm, and he seemed to be dragging something—

A black dragon was dragged out of the dense forest by a landslide, it was seven or eight meters long, and judging from its size, it should be a black dragon in the juvenile stage.

It had a thick chain around its neck, a broken horn on its head, many broken scales on its body, and its eyes were dim, so it couldn't see its agility, and it didn't know if it was a mentally retarded dragon beast or a true dragon that had obtained the Dragon Inheritance.

"My king, I will let the demon dragon know the fate of being an enemy of the giants!"

"Surrender or die!"

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At the same time, the Red Dragonlord is in a situation of fighting on multiple fronts, and although Sky Chimera and Wyvern have completely suppressed the attack of the griffin and horned eagle, the opponent has a large number of opponents, and it is impossible to support other battlefields until they are completely defeated.

The two-headed ogre Agron led all the tribes to appear in the east of the territory, more than 2,000 gnoll warriors and 400 wolf riders have already been waiting for the battle, as the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, Aglon last time in the red dragon collar halberd, this time he must use the blood of the jackals to wash away all the humiliation on his body.

"Gnolls, there are no traps, ogres will show you what fear is!" Agron roared angrily.

"It's just a defeat!" Warwick rode Steppenwolf and sneered contemptuously, "For Your Majesty! Now, Wolf Tooth Clan, crush them with me! ”

There were almost no too many words, and the two armies of ferocious monsters collided together from the moment they saw each other.

The ogre has the advantage of height and strength, but the gnolls respond with numbers and agility.

These powerful monsters, all with bone sticks in their hands, can smash the gnoll's chest and completely lose their combat effectiveness as long as they hit with one hit. Then more gnolls found an opportunity to find the bone knife and left several deep scars on him.

On the other side, Steppenwolf let out a low roar and threw the ogre to the ground with a leap, its claws piercing deep into the ogre's flesh, and before the ogre could react, a sharpened bone knife cut off the ogre's head.

This is just a microcosm of the battlefield, the two armies face each other, shouting and killing through the clouds and cracking stones, this bloody scene of facing death looks far more intense than the aerial battlefield, and lives are dying almost every minute and second.

Blood and bones are always the subject of the battlefield, and this is like a large meat grinding scene, dyeing the wilderness beneath your feet scarlet, presumably, this place will definitely grow extremely lush weeds in the coming year.

The war gradually entered a state of anxiety, not far from the rear of the battlefield suddenly revealed a huge hole, the strong minotaurs walked out of the dungeon one by one, and a full hundred minotaurs seemed to appear in the rear of the battlefield out of thin air, completely cutting off the ogre's back path.

As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and knowing the enemy will win all battles, through the internal response of Hualuo, Izawa knows all the military deployments of the Kazarin master well, he occupies the advantage of intelligence, and interprets the word surprise victory to the fullest, and, until now, he has not fully exposed all his hole cards.

This group of monsters, which are more ferocious than ogres, all roared and rushed towards their targets, they had the sharpest ramming weapons, and they didn't care whether the ogre's bone stick fell on their bodies or not, like a sharp knife plunged into the ogre's interior from behind, disrupting the ogre's formation in the most violent way.

If it was originally a close contest, then with the official entry of a hundred minotaurs into the battlefield, the balance of victory was completely tilted in favor of the Red Dragon Clan.

As Agron watched his people fall under the trumpets of the minotaurs, he didn't understand why the wyvern and the Chimera suddenly appeared, and he didn't understand how a rampaging Minotaur clan could suddenly be killed on the battlefield.

"Cunning gnolls, you cheat!"

Agron immediately reacted, this clan he had always underestimated had been showing weakness to the enemy from beginning to end, just to give them a fatal blow on the most critical battlefield!

"Hehe, will it be too late to come over now?" Warwick let out a contemptuous sneer, "Praise our king with the blood and bones of the enemy's blood and bones in a poem of victory, Kazarin is only a stepping stone for my lord, and one day, he will become the true overlord of the whole southern frontier!" ”

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ps:I'm sorry to fall asleep after writing until 3 o'clock.,This chapter is a supplement.,There are two more chapters today.。

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