The Elven Elders were also a headache, and the Greenlaire authorities, who had always been a little more realistic, always wanted to try to see if they could negotiate with the green dragon Sylvia - decades of war were so hurtful that the whole of Greenlaire was exhausted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But this is a world of gods, and the priests of the elven gods and the druids are on the side of opposing negotiations with the green dragon, so the communication between the two sides is very low. And now it seemed that there was an opportunity, an opportunity to negotiate directly with the army of the Green Dragon, and the newly joined Red Dragon stood in front of one of the largest fortresses outside of Greenlaire, as if it wanted to negotiate and threaten things in exchange. The elders of Greenlaire are not stupid, although it is undeniable that their thinking is a little rigid, but after many years of life, the threat hidden behind Claudius's words is clear.

But seeing it clearly does not mean that you can accept Claudius's blackmail threats, at least these elves are not stupid, but they are all stubborn. Claudius waited for about two hours, and the elves just brushed layers of protective spells onto the fortress, constantly activating the magic arrays that had been set up on the fortress. Of course, the result was to make Claudius more and more angry, "Is there a reply?" It looks like I'm being slighted! The young red dragon was already starting to stomp his feet impatiently from side to side, and at the same time burst out from between the well-developed jaw and the roof of the palate.

At this time, Brittania also caused trouble for him. On the battlefield where the two sides were fighting, when the orcs and gnolls were fighting around the elven fortress, this red dragon also joined the battlefield - naturally it immediately attracted the investment of the high-end combat power of the elves stationed in the front, so it immediately turned into a big battle. As a direct result, the fortress in front of him shot the magic arrows of the crossbow of the magic bed, and Claudius would have been pierced if he hadn't been quick enough to be quick enough to be a dragon and his feet were far more mobile than his four-legged ones. In a fit of rage, Claudius did not become a fool, the guy jumped up and spread his wings and flew into the air, began to climb as fast as he could, and then turned and pounced directly on the small fortress close to the front line. The huge body spread its wings, covering half of the sky, and the heated and distorted air around the body made the red dragon even more majestic. Claudius, winged and soaring through the sky, began to choose a target.

The elven fortresses were made of wood, but thanks to their unique spells, they were alive - they were made of a number of large trees, not a hundred meters high, but the thick and hard branches expanded horizontally to form a solid wall. The fortresses made of these trees are comparable to steel under the influence of spells, and the sharp tree stingers that grow from the branches are also quite devastating. Covered by the foliage of a tree as tough as cowhide, the elves could ignore the long arrows and gravel fired by the orcs, and send sharp arrows into the orcs' vital points with precision.

However, such fortresses also have weaknesses, they are still afraid of fire after all, and there is really no way to penetrate the dragon scales in the face of dragons swooping down from the sky - the elves have not yet had the luxury of matching every fortress supported by the front line with some high-level professionals, and they cannot afford to match each fortress with a mage of intermediate level or above. Now that the high-ranking druids and elven mages who can fight in the air have gone out to fight Brittanya, these fortresses really have no more way than to shoot arrows constantly.

The flames erupted, and when they first came out of their mouths, they were just white mist-like currents, and after about a meter away, they quickly turned into red flames, and then quickly spread into a falling cloud of fire, burning everything they came into contact with on the ground. In this way, Claudius swept out a corridor at a low altitude, a corridor more than twenty meters wide, in which elves, orcs, and gnolls were all turned into char on the ground. Claudius created a new black line on the land, and the orcs and gnolls died far more than the elves. Soon, Claudius began to flap his wings and control the whereabouts of his body, aiming for a fortress of elves.

Many sharp arrows, many of which were enchanted arrows, flew towards the body of the falling red dragon, but the high temperature and the sudden burst of flames made most of the arrows turn into charcoal in vain, and many elves could not bear the increasingly hot air overhead, they quickly hid inside the fortress, closed the valve on the top and used the adjustment circle in the fortress to resist the heat. The elves' fortress didn't cut corners at all, and the fortress that seemed to be only thirty meters in square space actually supported Claudius' body. The huge red dragon lowered its wings, covering the entire upper part of the fortress, and then the wings suddenly raised, and Claudius raised his head and made an inhalation motion towards the sky. Then the guy's legs jumped, his wings flapped downward, and the red dragon soared directly into the air about ten meters from the top of the fortress, and then a jet of flame with a strong tearing sound spat out of Claudius's mouth.

The high-pressure high-velocity air made a sharp whistling sound in the air, and then the cone of flames struck the top of the fortress below. Billowing hot air and burning mist liquid poured into the interior of the fort from every tiny pore, expanding at high speed along the passages below, and sadly there was no concept of airtight doors in today's war. Flames burst through the cracks in the door into the hall at the back, where they burst into flames. With a single breath and spit, Claudius turned a fortress into a hell of flames. This is the power of the super young red dragon, this is a flame breath that is more lethal and changeable than an adult red dragon, and it is also a fire breath that the elves have never seen before. A fortress, nearly a hundred elven warriors, all turned into burning humanoid torches under a single breath, not only that, those barriers that protected the flames were burned through in an instant, and the high-speed flow of fiery air directly stripped the muscles and organs of the burning human body from the bones, and only the charred bones were still burning in the flames...... There are also elves who are lucky enough to escape, but they will soon die from the ensuing suffocation......

Claudius's might frightened even the orcs and gnolls, and they simply gave up the fight and scattered under Claudius' power. And Brittanya looked stupid, as if she had never seen her brother's breath...... Standing on the blazing fortress, Claudius would not be harmed by the flames he spitted, and the red dragon standing in the raging flames, spreading its black limbs and red coated wings in the light of the fire, the crimson dragon's furious and powerful posture, deeply engraved his image into the brains of all intelligent beings he saw.