The red dragon was entrenched at the top of the ice valley, and he looked down at the entire tribe of frost giants, which he had plowed all night with dragon breath, and was now in ruins, still steaming hot.

Dozens of frost giants, including a few enslaved white dragons, were burned alive by the scorching heat that fell from the sky, and none of them were spared.

Although he had the intention of developing these white dragons into his dependents, he was more likely to start a tug-of-war with the entire Frost Giant Tribe, and at that time, not only the White Dragons could not be rescued, but even this Frost Giant Tribe could not be destroyed.

Simply, he didn't do it endlessly, and served it in one pot.

Yi Ze's thinking is also very simple, if the Red Dragon Clan has the intention of conquering the frozen snow field in the future, this frost giant tribe will definitely become a roadblock, although this stone is not big, at most it is a small pebble, but in order to avoid trouble in the future, he still chose the most secure way to raid, and directly took advantage of its unpreparedness to erase their existence.

Hawkers~ There must be many monster clans on this ice field, but one is counted as one.

Samoyed arrived at the Ice Valley nearly 2 hours late, not because the white dragon was slow, but because Izawa's way of flying was too perverted. By the time she arrived, the entire valley had been reduced to a sea of fire, burning everything to ashes.

Samoyed watched all this dumbfounded, her red dragon master had turned the frost giant's lair into a hot pot overnight.

She looked up at the huge red dragon and swallowed involuntarily.

Red Dragon Boss, RBQRBQ.

"Angdalamo."

Izawa turned his head to look at the white dragon under his feet, and then looked at the endless emerald green behind the Winter Mountain Range, and said lightly.

"As you can see, I come from the vast territory of Kazarin, and I am the master of that forest, and this time I am ready to set off and return, and you ......"

The red dragon hit Samoyed, who didn't seem to be paying attention, with his claws, and considering that Samoyed's mind was a little unbright, he deliberately slowed down his speech and continued.

"And you, I need you to work hard to develop your own power, and in the near future, my clan will conquer this ice field, and at that time, you will become the vanguard of my command and expand the territory for me."

Samoyed covered the place where he had just been beaten with one paw, and it seemed that the red dragon master had finished speaking.

"Did you hear me?!"

Izawa's claws slammed her skull, and Samoyed whimpered, quickly covering his other claw on his head.

She let out a low roar, as if in response to her master's words.

"Forget it, I'm afraid your intelligence is hopeless, and when I learn the enlightenment of the druid, I'll open your spiritual wisdom."

Izawa sighed, "Little White Dragon, you are a chess piece I arranged in the frozen snowfield, be careful, don't give me death at any time." ”

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Samoyed understood it or not, and without any nostalgia, the end of the dragon's wings suddenly erupted with a blazing red flame, accompanied by a strong explosion, and flew out at high speed in the direction of the endless Kazarin, and disappeared at the end of the field of vision in a blink of an eye.

Samoyed craned his neck to watch the back of the red dragon departing, and he was already frozen in place, and no matter how many times he watched the flying scene of the elemental pressure, he felt that the dragon's heart was shocked.

……

This time, Izawa didn't plan to run around anymore, but flew straight in the direction of the camp.

He lowered his flight altitude and unleashed his powerful aura unleashed unbridledly, swearing his return.

Izawa almost swept past the primeval forest, and through the gaps in the dense and cascading leaves, he could only see a crimson flame like a comet quickly streak across the sky, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a striking crimson tail and a remnant of dragon power.

As we progressed deeper into the Kazarin, the climate began to warm up, and the huge white mountain range that stretched almost all of southern Xinjiang was not visible. I have to admit that compared to the extremely cold weather in the snowfield, as a red dragon, he still prefers Kazarin.

After spending a day and a night in the snowy mountains, although no intelligent creatures were found and detailed information about the ice sheets was found, it was not for nothing.

With this personal experience, he has a general grasp of how to conquer the ice field in the future.

Today, there are not many dependents under the command of the Red Dragon who can withstand the harsh climate of the frozen snowfield, which is not only extremely high, but also extremely low in temperature, harsh environment, and almost all year round hanging snowstorms. The biting cold wind blows on the body, and the taste is not much better than cutting with a knife, and only the rough-skinned and thick-skinned minotaur can adapt to the ice field environment.

But after all, the number of minotaurs is too small to conquer the entire snowfield with this clan.

Therefore, the matter of conquest cannot be rushed and must be considered in the long run.

Ize saw the huge traces left by the crash in Kazarin that day, and after more than ten seconds, a red flame of light suddenly crossed the sky above the red dragon camp, and before the two-legged wyvern and the Chimera hovering over the camp and waiting for the safety of the camp could react, the red comet slammed into the large open space behind the camp in an extremely savage way.

The huge roar was like a thunderbolt, and the land even shook on a small scale because of it, and countless dust was swept away by the strong impact, and then quickly spread in all directions.

The Red Dragon Clan's reaction was very fast, and after the initial shock, thousands of monsters, led by the Minotaur and the Gnoll, surged from all over the forest in a very short time, surrounding the impact site.

At the same time, the siege crossbows planted in various hidden fortresses also turned their muzzles to aim in the direction of the rising smoke and dust.

The Chimera and the Wyvern hovered in the air, ready to attack.

The black dragon Ainz Pandalia opened his mouth slightly, and a drop of ambergris fell and made a snorting sound, and it was clear that the extremely corrosive acid breath was ready to go.

The silver dragon Irelia flew to the top of the temple and entrenched herself, her eyes as if they were shining like mercury staring at the smoke and dust, she had to protect the territory during her brother's absence.

And just when all the Red Dragon Clans were in a state of intense preparation, a familiar high dragon chant suddenly sounded from the smoke and dust. The monsters froze in place, and Irelia flew over with a happy face, and she could tell that it was her brother's voice!

She flapped her dragon wings, sending a strong wind to blow away the smoke and dust, revealing a massive red dragon.

Izawa slowly stood up from a big pit, this domineering way of coming, he became more and more proficient after many experiences.

"Irelia."

A smile appeared on Izawa's face, he reached out and patted the silver dragon's head, and then looked at his dependents around him, and a voice full of infinite majesty spread far away with a majestic momentum.

"The Red Dragon Clan, your king, is back."

……

PS: Perfectly connected to the Kazarin plot! Ice to be continued!

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