(Last single chapter,This chapter said thousands.,Plus more.,Now a total of 24 chapters.,Repay after it's on the shelf!) ）

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In the last year, the goblin leader Tyrion has been organizing people to rebuild and repair the temple, although the overall area has not changed much, but now the layout and decoration of the temple hall are like heaven and earth compared to the previous tattered stone style.

The surrounding walls and vaults are covered with reliefs and murals, and the content of the murals is an exaggerated description of the glorious deeds of the red dragon "Flame Disaster" who conquered Huangyangang, formed a monster clan, and finally defeated the evil Earth Titan and his army, conquered the huge Kazarin, and became the master of this vast forest.

Divided into two rows, stone pillars are placed on top of which are braziers, which are said to be the grease of deep-sea whales that can burn for months with just one drop. The bright red light of the fire shines on the blue crystals carved into the dome, emitting a soft and colorful light.

True Dragon, I like this tune.

Izawa casually lay on his high throne, a huge beast with a body length of more than twenty meters, even if he didn't emit any momentum, his every move was very visually impactful for his dependents.

The red dragon's gaze swept over the kobold clan that was prostrate in front of him and looked chaotic, this black oppressive piece, Ize took a cursory look, and a number quickly appeared in his heart: 877.

Despite their kobolds, they don't resemble dogs, their heads are more like dragons or lizards, their skin is covered in fine scales, and they come in a variety of colors.

They have a pair of snake vertical pupils, short in size, ragged clothes, and a thin and short tail that lies limply behind them, and they look no different from the kobolds in their current territory, but there are more of them.

As Warwick said, Ize didn't see anything outstanding in the kobolds, and if they couldn't come up with anything to impress him, they had to be expelled or used as food for the monsters under his command.

Today's red dragon is no longer the same, he does not raise waste.

"Weak kobold, explain your intentions."

The red dragon let out a random low roar, and its voice resonated through the vocal cords, which sounded to these kobolds who would feel scared at any time, no less than triggering a dry thunder, and the momentum of the real dragon made these timid creatures tremble uncontrollably lying on the ground.

These poor and weak creatures don't even have the courage to face the real dragon.

"The mighty Lord of the Red Dragon, the King of All Beasts, we have heard the message of the True Dragon, and have followed in your footsteps from the Nasta Red Valley, praying to take refuge in you and be protected by the Great True Dragon."

A kobold who looked like a chieftain exclaimed at the red dragon on the high platform, his eyes were feverish, and his whole body trembled with excitement, in the ecological culture of kobolds, it would be a great honor to be able to talk to a real dragon.

Izawa was slightly surprised, this guy spoke dragon language, although the accent was very lame, like some remote dialect, it sounded similar to the barking of a domestic dog, but Ize was sure that what he said was dragon language.

These races born from the blood of Tiamat, the five-colored dragon queen, would actually be mixed into this ghostly appearance, which simply lost the face of the "root grab".

(Note: According to the fifth edition of the DND, Kurtumak, the kobold god, was born from the blood of Tiamat.) ）

What really surprised Izawa was that this guy was holding a strange staff in his hand, he had dragon horns on his head, and a rare pair of dragon wings on his back, although the dragon horns were no longer sharp, and the dragon wings were broken, but it was undeniable that his old face looked like no other kobold could be compared.

"Not the host......"

I only heard him involuntarily let out a slight sigh in the continental lingua franca, but the monsters of the Red Dragon Clan in the hall were all amazingly powerful, not to mention the red dragon's unique outer ears, and they could hear it clearly word for word.

"Bold!"

The leader of the Red Dragon's number one licking dog, the Gnoll, suddenly let out a cold snort, and Warwick held the meow axe in his hand, the body of which was made of pure steel flashed with cold light. He stepped forward and stopped in front of the kobold chieftain with murderous anger in his eyes.

"A kobold who is as humble as an ant dares to talk about a real dragon? My king is the great lord of Kazarin, the uncrowned king of the future southern frontier, if you dare to trample on the majesty of my king, the wolffang will sentence you to death now! ”

He glanced back at the red dragon on the throne, knelt down on one knee with a battle axe, and said heavily: "Your Majesty, with just your order, the brave and fearless gnolls can now rush up and tear this group of cowardly and incompetent reptiles to pieces!" ”

Warwick watched the kobold chieftain bare his teeth and show a fierce light, he had not been very interested in this kobold clan from the beginning, and now he even heard that he dared to insult the great master, he was simply looking for death!

The kobolds in the main hall collectively let out a whimper, this ferocious jackal with only one ear and one arm, in their eyes, was like the most ferocious demon in the world, and the kobold let out a miserable bark, thinking that he was really not far from death.

"Quiet!"

The kobold leader let out a low roar, the staff in his hand hit the bluestone floor three times in a row, an invisible fluctuation spread, and the group of restless kobolds continued to quiet down in a few seconds, although they were still trembling and kowtowing for mercy, but at least there were no other sounds.

Izawa's eyes lit up slightly, and he felt a faint fluctuation of mana.

The kobold leader barely reached Warwick's knees, and he looked at the gnoll man who was nearly four meters tall, and even though the blade of the axe was close to his neck, his dim but wise vertical pupils could not see the slightest panic.

"Your Excellency, Gnoll Leader, please calm your anger, I have no intention of insulting the powerful Lord of the Red Dragon." He said lightly.

Then, he turned his gaze to the red dragon, and the frenzy in his eyes did not dissipate, he said.

"I'm so sorry for the mighty Lord of the Red Dragon, I don't dare to hide anything from you. The Zack clan once served a red dragon, but the red dragon abandoned us ten years ago, and a year ago we heard the name of the Flame Scourge, so we traveled all the way from the distant Nasta Red Valley to follow the footsteps of the true dragon, thinking that you were our former master, and now we have found ......"

He paused, looked at the incomparably fierce and hideous red dragon, his hands were spread and raised, his eyes showed indescribable blind worship, and he was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Great Red Dragon Lord, you are the greatest true dragon I have ever seen in my life! Your unique and perfect appearance, your incomparable majestic posture, your majestic momentum like an endless sea of stars, you are the embodiment of strength, every scale is a flawless gem, you are the supreme eternal being! Everything I have seen, whether it has been or will be, will be ugly and eclipsed by you, they are the smallest mortals, and you are the truth! ”

Warwick looked at the kobold chieftain's frenzy, his eyes twinkling, he should have been glad to see someone praise his master, but now, he felt that his position as the number one licking dog was faintly provoked, and he was considering whether to hack the old fellow to death with an axe.

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PS: EMMM has changed the recommended position today!

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