The cast-iron peaks of the Scorching Canyon, where the masters are the Black Iron Dwarves!

Under the leadership of Emperor Thoreson, they fought fiercely with the orcs of the Blackstone Clan, a tribe in the south, for the ownership of Blackstone Mountain.

It has to be said that these Black Iron Dwarves are lucky, if it were not for the tribe's main attention on the humans in the north and the Copperbeard Dwarves in the west, as well as the complex terrain of the scorching canyons and burning plains on which they depend...... They probably won't last that long.

The dwarven scouts were attentively observing their surroundings, looking for traces of the orcs of the tribe.

But they didn't notice that a red dragon was flying high above them.

Crassus, or the red dragon Clais Ostraz, flew over the land.

His gaze swept over the scorching earth around him, as if searching for something.

Soon he found ......

Red Dragons, three large red dragons flew towards Crassus.

"Kerestasa."

"Nostrastaz."

"And, Tedrastaz."

Cleostraz called out the names of the three red dragons one by one.

"Hello, brother!" The female red dragon at the head spoke: "You said that you summoned us to help you rescue Her Royal Highness, but why did you let us gather here? ”

The four red dragons here are almost the four most powerful in the Red Dragon Legion, except for the red dragons controlled by the orcs.

The other two red dragons also had the same doubts.

"Hey!" Crassus sighed: "I sneaked into Grimbaatar once to try to rescue Her Majesty, but I didn't even get close to the Queen...... He was almost controlled by the Demon Souls, just like those brothers and sisters in the Vermilion Sanctuary, and was controlled ......"

"Can't even you?" Kerestassa frowned.

Crassus is a rare magical genius among the Red Dragons, and his mastery of arcane arts surpasses that of most Blue Dragons, and Lord Malygos once praised him. What if even he can't get close to Her Majesty?

"Why don't we go to Grimbaatar!" A red dragon with a rough voice roared, "Burn all those orcs to death, and then you will be able to save Her Majesty!" ”

"Calm down, Tedrastaz!" Another red dragon with a shrill voice reminded, "If we show up in Grimbaatar, there will be only one ending...... Like those brothers and sisters in the Vermilion Sanctuary, controlled by orcs! ”

"Then Clay Ostraz!" The female red dragon Kerestasa's gaze turned to Crassus: "What is your plan, I am sure you will not summon us without purpose." ”

Crassus reverted back to the form of a High Elf mage, and then turned his gaze to the Blackstone Mountain in the distance: "I once warned you that behind those orcs, there is the shadow of the black dragons......"

"Nesario, bastard!" The rugged red dragon roared.

"Now he's Deathwing!" The red dragon with a sharp voice snorted coldly: "What is its purpose now?" Do you want the queen to give him offspring? ”

"Perhaps......" Crassus sighed, "A trusted friend has informed me that Deathwing's eldest son is inside the Blackstone Mountains!" ”

"Nefaryan?" Kerestassa exclaimed, "That cunning fellow is actually hanging out with these dwarven orcs? ”

"Maybe that's why he's been avoiding us for years!" Crassus snorted, then said, "If we can find him and capture him, we may be able to force Deathwing and release our queen!" ”

"Nice idea, let's do it!" The rugged red dragon Tedrastaz had already flown towards the Black Rock Mountain.

……

"Black Dragon's ridiculous trick!" In the rugged passages of the Blackstone Tower, Kerestasa found the Orb of Command that Crassus had spoken of.

"It's a breeze to crack it!" The red dragon had taken on the form of a human woman, and a smile appeared on her lips.

Two other red dragons, one transformed into a male dwarf and the other into a male dwarf.

"Then we'll go to the meeting......" Crassus sneered, "Deathwing Child!" ”

Following the orb's teleportation array, four red dragons appeared in a hall.

"A barracks?" Crassus glanced around, "Could it be that Nefarian still wants to arm these orcs and dwarves?" ”

"Who is it, who dares to break into the master's lair!" A roar came from the hall.

Then a black dragon strode over.

"And who are you?" Kerestassa asked with a sneer.

"I am the Blackwing Lord Razogar, a small mortal, and you dare to break into your master's hall to meet your own ...... of death."

Before the dragonman could finish speaking, the dwarf had already pounced, his hands slicing and turning into claws; The dragonman Lazogar was torn apart from the middle by it, splitting in two, and the scene was somewhat miserable......

No matter how strong a dragon man is, the difference in strength between him and a real dragon is still too great.

"You should calm down, maybe we can get more information from this half-dragon man!" Crassus said lightly, and then his face changed: "Wait, I smell a strange smell!" ”

He hurried forward, brandishing his staff and burning a few dragonmen who dared to stand in his way.

In the next hall, he saw a companion......

"Valastaz!" Crassus roared angrily: "How is it possible! ”

The red dragon lay weakly on the ground, with countless wounds on his body...... And a human-like figure stood beside the red dragon.

"Clay Ostraz...... My brother...... Her Majesty is above, am I not dreaming? The red dragon said with difficulty.

The expression on Crassus's face was extremely angry, he had already recognized the human beside Valastaz as Nefarian; And the shocking injuries on Valastaz's body are due to this black dragon!

"Nefarian, this is the end of what you've done!" Crassus roared.

How dare this damn black dragon capture a companion of his own and conduct such a cruel experiment?

The aristocratic human looked up and looked at the four intruders with a solemn expression on his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who allowed you to break into Lord Victor-Nefarios' lair without invitation!"

The black dragon had changed into his true form, but compared to the arrogance on his face, his heart was a little flustered.

The four red dragons that broke in, plus the five red dragons of Valastaz...... Each of these forces can be matched with him, and it looks like today, it's a bit of trouble!

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