When Bai He opened his eyes, he realized that something was wrong with him.

As a dragon with a strong defensive mentality, Bai He will use the detection and detection ritual every day, so as soon as he woke up from a nap, he realized that he was being targeted by something terrifying, he turned on the detection mode, and noticed that this area was completely locked around himself, and the result of avoiding detection was that although this area became a little larger, the lock was no longer clear, but it still shrouded him.

The white dragon tries to fly far away and is out of the detection area, which is repositioned until the white river flies out of range again.

This range is not big or small, about 10 miles square, and Bai He can fly out in ten minutes, but he can't get rid of it after several long flights, and he simply returns to the temporary lair.

Where did this come from, and the people wanted to harm me?

Shirakawa was very unhappy to find S1, who was in charge of the perimeter defense.

As a temporary nest, there must naturally be security measures, and those kobolds who can only shout 666 can't be counted on, let them make a fire and grill a group of meat to beat weak chickens, and forget about meticulous work.

S1 took the 5 S series comrades who were first baked, and set up monitoring outside, the technical department with the T-prefix was directing the kobold to cut down trees, and the R-prefix research department was studying magic, and everything was so harmonious.

Due to the limitations of their physique, the Yin Soul Trisomy can only perform the Confusion Control Technique and Necromancy so far, but Bai He can share their vision for a short time through spiritual connection.

Bai He did not let up because of this, after all, there were too few combatants, and the reconnaissance and surveillance system could not be exhaustive, he used the fog technique mixed with the negative energy of the three-body people to weave a large black fog on the territory, completely concealed his whereabouts, and picked up the eyeballs of the dead goblin to create 12 peeping magic eyes, released them to the eight corners of the lair, and set up heavy surveillance.

Under such meticulous surveillance, Shirakawa soon spotted traces of the enemy.

The team entered the field of vision of the White River, they were setting up a tent at the mouth of the jungle, and the white dragon looked at them one by one, and first noticed the familiar half-elf wizard.

Bai He dug through his memory, and finally remembered that he had seen this guy, and this guy had given him a very dangerous red light.

Well, this is the enemy, it seems that this group of people are looking for me and didn't run away.

Bai He took out a small notebook in his heart, thought about it, and wrote it down:

A half-eared wizard, the danger is S, and the casting ability is suspected to be above the 6th ring of the magic net (stronger than himself anyway)......

Bai He thought about it, consulted R1, and drew a maximum of seven rings.

The second, a sloppy archer with a lewd face, was chattering with the wizard, and Shirakawa estimated the speed of his speech, twitching the corners of his mouth very speechlessly.

Well, it's more dangerous than a human ranger......

Bai He frowned and glanced at the bald eagle that the ranger summoned to sway in the sky, and wrote a C casually.

A little half-elf girl in a blue robe, who looked to be underage, was praying to a rainbow eight-star emblem, the white dragon, who had not studied religion, did not know the emblem of Mithreel, but the light on the emblem made him very vigilant:

A half-eared big Lori priest, who has a strong focus on necromancy and negative energy, is very unfriendly to his own combatant attributes, and has a danger of A+, so it is recommended to give priority to solving it.

The white dragon remembered.

Not far from the woods, there was another long, obscene ear hiding in the shadows.

A long-eared obscene thief, a profession in the Department of Physics of the Hanging Silk, Bai He glanced at the sword at his waist and his scales, and wrote: Combat power 5.

Glancing at these people, Bai He was greatly relieved, although this kind of team is relatively good in the adventure team, but it is a bit insufficient to push himself down.

There were already twenty-three of his Yin Soul Trisolarans.

At this time, Bai Long suddenly sighed strangely, he saw the pale blonde haired woman coming out of the tent, Bai He looked at the equipment on this woman's body, and immediately disdained:

The appearance of the line equipment scum flat-breasted human female sling silk battle one, combat effectiveness ......,

Wait a minute!

The hidden magical aura on the female warrior's body attracted Bai He's attention, which made him pause his conclusion, and after feeling it slightly, he frowned slightly and added a sentence at the end:

May be a part-time low-level spellcaster class, not of a high level......

Bai He, who had written this sentence, still felt that something was wrong, and this woman gave him a very strange feeling.

A strange instinct flew through my mind like lightning.

Look again.

The weirdness that the white dragon felt from that magical aura became stronger and stronger, and suddenly, he looked up and laughed.

That's a lot of fun.

......

“Azubala！”

Taron Grey Moon recited the incantation, and the eyeball in the air lost its magical aura, fell to the ground and shattered with a clatter, and the half-elf wizard turned to the female warrior: "There is a peeping eye, we are exposed." ”

"Let's go. The female warrior frowned slightly, and a few people picked up the tent they had just set up, and stopped for a moment outside the forest.

They set up camp again, and Taron Greymoon and Thorin the scout searched the surroundings carefully before settling down again.

"This guy is not easy to deal with. The half-elf wizard sat by the campfire, sweating a little from the amount of exercise: "Peep into the Magic Eye, this is the arcane of the fifth ring." ”

"The Fifth Ring. Vista frowned: "How can his spell-casting ability be so strong? Even a dragon with a relatively strong spell-casting ability must at least have this level of a prime-aged dragon." ”

"Oh, my dear honorable and beautiful Miss Vista, who has set aside the dragon's bloodline spell casting ability in favor of the wizard's path, which shows that he is both clever and diligent, and desperate for strength, such a diligent dragon is really hard to find, my God, you don't know what some of the dragons I have seen before are like. The ranger said: "They are lazy and greedy and greedy, my God, the so-called good dragon is also a look, you don't know how miserable it was when I was in the ash desert by a brass dragon, he let me keep talking to him for three days and three nights, and forced me to listen to his stories, let me give him ten gold coins for each story, or let me tell him one, my mouth is almost worn out before he lulls him to sleep, and he has been burying me in the soil for three days to feed me poisonous scorpion meat, which is also called a good dragon? Well, I want to say that these dragons are simply a bunch of mischievous lazy lazy people, and the dragons are probably about the same as they love to eat people, in short, this is a group of lazy and hopeless people who are also obscene and lustful that they are the masters of the world, in comparison, that white dragon is simply a model of dragons except that it is not very friendly to people, right, Ms. Vista?"

He turned his gaze and saw Vista's iron-blue face, knowing that he had accidentally poured too much water into it, and stopped talking.

"You poured so much water on what you could say in a few sentences? The brass dragon taught you? Then he is considered a success, and it is said that many bards who have told stories to the brass dragon have finally learned to water it, but I did not expect this effect to be suitable for rangers. The half-elven wizard said, "You have been to the Desert of Ashes, and I haven't heard any rumors of it since the destruction of the Ionor Empire, what is going on there?"

"It's occupied by a group of monsters from another world, and dragons, but fortunately there are no demons and devils in the climate, of course there may be but I don't know. There are also some undead, as for people, elves and dwarves~ gone. The ranger said, "Anyway, it's okay, don't go there, I advise you Mr. Tarun Gray Moon." ”

The half-elf wizard nodded with a heavy expression.

"It's too late, we're going to have to track that dragon tomorrow, it's a chore, the fog in the woods makes us unable to see anything. Thorin, who was holding the torch, sighed: "Go to sleep, I keep vigil with Long Tongue, Mr. Gray Moon has to prepare spells tomorrow, and he must have plenty of rest." ”

He walked a little away with a torch, and the ranger followed with a curse: "Hey, who do you say is the long tongue, I told you that you have long ears, you stand for me......"

"Yes, that dragon ......" Tarun Grey Moon frowned, "I should still prepare a few more teleportation techniques, in case he does run away, we still have to chase it." ”

"Be careful. Vista walked past the campfire, the half-elf girl was still praying, but she didn't say the prayer anymore, Vista noticed the little girl's slightly trembling shoulders, and gently leaned down and hugged her: "Adella, what's wrong with you?"

“...... A little scary. The little girl said in a weak voice, sounding very much like a mosquito's voice: "Your Majesty has not responded so far, and we have not been able to get her blessing." ”

"Don't think so much, Adella. Vista whispered, "This is a just cause, and we will succeed." ”

"Hmm. The little girl said, "Vista, I always feel that this is not right, that white dragon may be very difficult to deal with. ”

"A wizard who is at least level 9 according to the arcane will still be a dragon, he must be difficult to deal with, and according to the growth of dragons, I guess he is even younger than he actually looks. Vista frowned, "But we have Mr. Gray Moon and you, enough to suppress his spells, and he will definitely not be our opponent." ”

"Well, I'll be well prepared. ”

In the silence of the night, the team fell into a peaceful sleep, and the dragon in the distance summoned minions.

The hundreds of dog heads in front of the white dragon were arranged in a phalanx under the deterrence of the yin spirit and the dragon, and the dragon swept over the group of 666 in his impression, and said with a hint of magic: "You say...... Loyal to me?"

"Yes...... Yes!" A kobold in a soft red hat that he had somehow got came out of nowhere, his chest puffed out exaggeratedly, and his distinctive dragon language sounded like a babbling voice: "Great dragon! We praise you, obey you, revere you! You are so noble, powerful, and beautiful! Thy armor is so bright, as brilliant as the sun and the moon, and thy body is so proud, like a majestic mountain! Your wings are so wide that they seem to cover the sky! You are destined to be our Lord! Our King! We are willing to give everything to serve you and be your most faithful servant!"

This kobold is taller than the average kobold, and when he sings, the kobolds around him are cluttered with praise and dubbing, full of the spirit of the king.

Bai He was stunned for a long time before he looked at his bony body and wings that could not even cover a tree, and laughed: "Yes! Yes! Now is the time to prove your loyalty! My enemies are there! Follow my messengers! Attack them! Harass them! Catch them! You will be greatly rewarded by me!"

"Yes, my master," said the red-hated dog-head, "but my lord, your lowly servant has a question, how shall we praise your great name to deter your enemies?"

Hmm, that's a good question.

Bai He stroked his chin, looked at the row of dog heads below, and said in his heart, isn't this a mountain opening stick? There must be a font size, and the real surname will not be taken out, but what should I take?

Due to the long-term study of spells, Bai He's text cells were in a state of arrears and shutdown, and he couldn't think of any smooth and pretending names for a while, he fanned his wings on the ground with some irritability, and the magic power in his body inadvertently flowed out, this kind of magic that was highly friendly with the cold atmosphere field attracted a faint frost, which made the kobolds shiver, and among the kobold crowd, the red hat kobold rolled his eyes after a burst of shock, and he shouted:

"Frost! Frost of the Cold! Our great master is the Frost Wings of the Cold!

"Praise the Frostwings!"

"Praise the great, cold, invincible Frostwings!"

The kobolds reacted one after another, slapping their ass.

Bai He was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing, feeling that although the name was average, it was still quite right: "Yes, yes! I am the Frostwing! You will use this name to scare my enemies in the future!"

"Yes, my master!"

The kobolds laughed and left, and the white dragon looked at the red-hatted kobold in the middle and thought:

Damn, this is a dog!

He hid his figure in the mist of the deep forest and quietly followed.