Izawa was perched on a massive stalagmite platform, and in front of him were two arachnoid drows.

One of them was the slave Plesta Green, whom he had previously controlled, and the other was the so-called Redeemed Son from the city-state of Orequel, a deformed group of deformed children.

"My master, this is the son of redemption to whom I have spoken to you, the pride of all arachnoid drow. They are the defenders of Orequel, the embodiment of rights and law, and the rebels of the spider madness! ”

Plesta Green knelt on the ground and said sincerely.

"Honorable Lord of the Surface, Lord of the Red Dragon."

It, or her, this arachnid drow has the wonderful voice and appearance of a female drow.

"Fenex greets you on behalf of all the Sons of Redemption of Orequil."

Her eight spider legs bent slightly, bowing their heads in respect towards the giant red dragon on the platform.

"Hello, Son of Redemption."

Ize's attitude seemed a little casual, there was no way, the red dragon was an arrogant tyrant, and in their eyes, any creature was an inferior reptile except for the red dragon himself.

If you want to win the respect of the red dragon or respond with an equal attitude, there is only one possibility, and the strength is stronger than them.

Otherwise, they would look at other creatures with either slaves or food, and there is no third possibility.

"Why are you here?"

The red dragon went straight to the point, condescendingly looking at Zhuohua Zhuoer with very delicate facial features in front of him, but his simple tone revealed a strong aggressiveness, a typical red dragon-style negotiation.

Although Ize did not deliberately release his dragon power, he also did not have friendly restraint.

With his current size, which is comparable to that of an ancient dragon, his every move contains a lot of pressure.

The Son of Redemption tried his best to resist the coercion that permeated from the body of the Red Dragon Master, and there were already obvious beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Mighty Dragon King, I have been following the war between you and the Drow Elves since you led the invincible Red Dragon Legion into the Dark Regions, and in fact, not only Orequir, but even the Underground Forge of the Grey Dwarf city-state is also closely watching this matter."

Honglong didn't answer, waiting for her to continue, at the negotiation table, he only needed to continue to put pressure on his opponent to always control the initiative.

Phoenix lowered his head, looked at his sharp spider legs, and continued.

"You and your army are strong, the underground clans are all visible, you have defeated Farrenlon's army time and time again, and hit the gate of Farlanon as fast as possible, you are the first king to deal such a heavy blow to the drow elves in thousands of years."

Izawa accepted the praise of the words of the Son of Redemption.

"Alright, little spider."

Izawa looked at her indifferently: "If you came all the way just to compliment me and flatter me, then you really ran for nothing, compared to your praise, my skill of licking dogs and slapping dragon's farts is much more advanced than yours." ”

He suddenly cracked his mouth, revealing fangs as sharp as a sword: "The most important thing is that you wasted my time dozing off. ”

Phoenix shuddered, she had no doubt about the threat contained in the red dragon's tone, her eight spider legs were completely bent, and her body leaned forward, which was already considered kneeling in the society of spider drow.

The Son of Redemption hurriedly said, "Of course not, Great Dragon King, I have come with the sincerity and friendliness of Orequel, hoping to cooperate with you. ”

"Cooperation?" Izawa laughed, "Let's hear it." ”

"Dragon King, you come from the surface of the earth, and you may not know much about the history of the Dark Regions."

The red dragon raised his paw and motioned to continue.

"I think you should have seen the magic lock of Farlanlun, it is a legendary-level defensive spell, and it has been repeatedly strengthened by countless archmages for countless years, and its defensive strength may not be able to break even if it is also a legendary-level offensive spell."

Phoenix tells the history of the Drow Elves.

"Historically, the Grey Dwarves, the Mind Flayers, and the Koutao Fishmen have all hit the gates of Farlanlun like you are now, but as a result, they have all been defeated in front of this immortal fortress. It was precisely because of the existence of this mysterious lock that Franlen was able to become the first city-state in the upper dark regions. ”

"What do you want to say, little spider." The Red Dragon Juggernaut said lightly.

Phoenix took a deep breath, she looked up at the red dragon, and said stiffly.

"The whole of Orequir thinks that even if you are invincible now, you may not be able to break the lock, and the final outcome will be like a mind flayer, being dragged down in front of the gate of Farren, and then defeated."

Phoenix closed his eyes after saying that, no red dragon wanted to listen to such a conversation, they liked to kill when they were not happy.

However, the imaginary breath or dragon claw did not come, and she opened her eyes and quietly glanced at the red dragon, and saw that he seemed thoughtful.

Izawa habitually tapped his claws, leaving holes forty or fifty centimeters in diameter in the hard stalagmite platform, enough to easily hide a human inside.

"So, you or Orequiel have a way to break the lock?"

"I didn't ...... No. The Son of Redemption shrunk his neck.

The red dragon slowly narrowed his dark red eyes: "Since there isn't, then you say these things are equivalent to fart!" ”

He suddenly sneered, "Do you say that Farren's Mystery Lock is more defensive, or is Orequel's walls stronger?" Perhaps, I can lead the Red Dragon Legion to try it out sometime. ”

Hearing the deep meaning of the Red Dragon Master's words, Phoenix was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, and she quickly explained.

"I'm sorry Great Dragon King, Orequir isn't worth your visit, we don't have a way to break the Lock, but we can weaken the Lock's defenses at some point, and it's a short time, but it's the only chance."

Izawa restrained his anger.

"Oh? What method? ”

"I don't know, I'm just a 'microphone'." Phoenix smiled wryly.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be telling a lie, Ize didn't ask any more questions, and this kind of secret was a secret that only the ruler of Orequer had the right to know.

"Well, then, give me a reason why you're doing this."

"As I said earlier, you don't know the history of the Dark Regions, great dragon king. I'm not meant to offend, but I'm saying a fact. ”

Phoenix bowed again.

"The true rulers of Orequir are a bunch of ugly deviants like me," she sneered at herself, "yes, that's what the pretentious drow elves call us. ”

"As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance, and we don't believe in spider madness, nor do we think that the drow elves are our kind, they are just a group of racist executioners. Just as the drow elves hate us, so do we hate them, you know? ”

"In that case, let's talk about cooperation."

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PS: Push two books.

One "Green Dragon Empire", one "Legend of the Red Dragon".