Bai He was a little puzzled when he heard this, but looking at the green dragon and blue dragon below, his thoughts changed, and his mood gradually became serious.

"I don't deny that the relationship between the vast number of metal dragons and colored dragons is not harmonious, and conflicts and grievances between private dragons are the norm, but such a thing as all-out war is a distant memory for our world. Bearo said: "Lord Frost Wings, you can imagine the grand occasion of the dragons gathering in the Northlands, I believe that this will not be the prosperity of the dragons in Antas, but a great disaster, maybe you don't care, well, most of the people of the clan lack care about external things, but you, as the initiator of the war, can you get out of this dispute?"

"I am not afraid of war, Mr. Bellaro. Shirakawa snorted.

"But this war is not profitable for you. Bearo said: "Including the current battle, maybe it is better to say that it is not profitable, Lord Frost Wings, you may not realize one thing, if a full-scale war between the dragons really breaks out, on the side of the colored dragons, the one who gets the most benefits is probably not what you like." ”

Bai Hemian sneered, stared at Bellaro for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"You're being alarmist!" Eletha's face changed sharply: "How can we start a full-scale war if we participate in this battle according to our own will?"

"I beg your pardon for being rude, this seems a bit too naïve. Bello touched his nose: "Lady Ellesa, your presence is a huge sign of information that will attract more colored dragons to participate one after another, or do you think that His Majesty Tiamat will not take advantage of the situation and take over the follow-up of this war?

Shirakawa snorted, looking at the expressions of Eletha and Beinzora, he was extremely sure that what Bello said was likely to come true, this was no matter how obvious it was to sow discord, but it was very sharp, because what he said was the truth that could not be clearer.

If the collective hatred between the colored dragons and the metal dragons is provoked and an all-out war is triggered, in the end, no matter what the outcome is, the biggest beneficiary must be the old woman Tiamat.

Imagine a large group of dragons of different colors constantly engaging in full martial arts on the territory, making a mess of the Great Glacier, and the dead old woman frantically harvesting faith, establishing power in the Great Glacier, and maybe even squeezing Bai He easily, Bai He is also quite tired in his heart.

Looking at the scorching battle situation below, he had to admit the fact that it was no longer profitable for this battle to continue.

If Ferraeux can't be killed, and it will be difficult to deal a devastating blow to his family, then this battle will have no other meaning than to show off his might.

The tactical goal has not been achieved, and new risks may arise, and it is better to save the country by curves than to fight head-to-head.

Bai He's eyes flickered, looking at Ferraeux in the distance, gradually calming down, and began to calculate.

Although there is already a retreat in his mind, the problem at hand is that even if he retreats, the threat from Feraeux will still not be solved.

The existence and course of action of this golden dragon will continue to erode the authority of Baihe in the Northland, unless one of the two sides can give in and give up some interests.

Otherwise, for Shirakawa, a long-term war is still inevitable.

Or endure such a long war?

Bai He looked at Feraeux, this golden dragon obviously did not mean to let Bai He go, he took a breath, and glared at Bai He majestically: "No, Brother Belloro, I refuse this truce, Frost Wings, if you don't release the righteous people who are being bullied by you, and don't quit the human city, my hostility towards you will not stop for a day, and I can't tolerate the existence of evil like you in my field of vision." ”

"As a lord, I am fully qualified to judge all creatures whose bearer maliciously enters my territory, whether he is a human, a ghost, or a dragon! Old man, I will never accept that my authority in my territory is provoked! Therefore, I refuse all your unreasonable demands, this war is still going on. Shirakawa was furious: "If you continue to meddle, one day I will occupy your library and take those waste papers you have collected to make a fire and barbecue!"

"Roar!" the golden dragon roared angrily and flapped its wings and stretched out its claws, Bai He was in high spirits, the two seemed to be full of fighting spirit, but they invariably made the idea of slowly settling accounts after the first truce, and the legions on both sides turned to the defensive in the roar, looked at each other vigilantly, and retreated to both sides of the battlefield.

Bellaro coughed violently, and Ferraeux said loudly: "Brother Bellaro, thank you very much for your efforts to resolve the dispute, but this war cannot end here. ”

"Wait a minute, I mean, why can't you solve the problem the old way with the dragons?" said Belloro, and Shirakawa and Ferraeux froze.

The old way of the dragons?

Bai He and Jin Long glanced at each other.

What's the solution?

The most primitive, the most barbaric, and the easiest way to fight for power.

Bai He looked at the golden dragon's shoulder, and secretly thought that this golden dragon had a wound on his body, he had an artifact, and the VI armor had its own energy recovery.

The golden dragon looked at Bai He, but he also felt that he had seen the power of this white dragon, and he only needed to do a good job of protection, calmly face the enemy, and fight a good defense and counterattack, and the chances of winning were not low.

For a moment, both Shirakawa and Ferraeux thought it was a good idea.

"Lord Feraeux, your people have been held captive by Lord Frostwings, and you have the heart to uphold justice for humanity and let Lord Frostwings withdraw from Northwind Harbor. Bello turned to Frostwings, "And you want Brother Ferraeux and his family to withdraw from this war, that's your own demand, isn't it?"

"No, I want the old man in the golden skin to get out of the Northlands. Bai He said viciously.

"Wait. Beinzora suddenly said loudly, it's too boring, just entered the battlefield, and before he moved his muscles, the big battle ended like this, and he still had to play heads-up?

She looked at Ferraeux and Bejaro: "You are so shameless! an old man who has lived for more than 1,200 years actually bullies the small with the big, where is the face and dignity of the dragon clan?"

Bullying the small?

Bearo looked at Bai He's size, and his throat rolled up and down twice, before he struggled to hold back the urge to complain.

It is true that, according to the conclusion of many comprehensive intelligence analyses, the age of Frost Wings will never exceed a hundred years, a difference of more than ten centuries from the age of Ferraeux, but who would dare to treat it as a young dragon? After today, what normal creature would think of it as an ordinary little dragon?

"Mr. Frostwings, do you allow this Blue Dragon Aunt to compare you to the young dragon who has just come out of the nest?" asked Su Lina, who was in Bellaro's arms, with her eyes rolling and her voice crisp.

"Little girl, don't use this trick to squeeze Benlong. Bai He snorted, glanced at Su Lina, and said in a proud tone: "Since I am standing here as a leader, of course I have to bear the obligations of the leader; old man, speaking of which, I still have to see the truth in my fist, if I lose, I will return to you the golden-skinned female shrimp called Dixira, and withdraw from Beifeng Harbor with the army, but if you lose, take your dependents and get out of the Northland for me." ”

"Arrogant dragon!" Feraeux stretched out his claws, and his hind paws stomped heavily on the glacier, splashing large snowflakes: "This is exactly what I want, but you will never be the winner!"

"Then let me and the two princesses of the Green Dragon and Blue Dragon Clan as witnesses. Bello nodded and politely saluted Beinzora and Aretha: "I hope to get a result that is acceptable to all parties." ”

"Despicable silver dragon!" Beindraura snorted angrily, "In the future, your people will not fall into my hands, if I catch him and talk about it, I can't help but throw him to Vickers to eat, he likes to eat a creature like you with a lot of rhetoric." ”

The corners of the blue dragon guard's mouth twitched, and the corners of his forehead twitched twice.

Bello smiled and sighed secretly in his heart as he looked at the dragon that had reunited in the sky.

He really didn't want to participate in this kind of war, after all, the silver dragon was a peace-loving creature, not as jealous as the golden dragon, and such a dangerous battle was not something that Bello could truly accept.

Limiting the destruction to heads-up, resolving the dispute between Frost Wings and Ferraeux, and avoiding the expansion of the war, it has to be said that Bellaro's choice is rational and smart, and no matter who wins in the end, the destruction will be limited to a limited range.

As for the outcome of the battle, Bello looked at the golden dragon, and he still had some confidence.

The strength of the Frost Wings is strong and the mana is amazing, but the former was suppressed by the Golden Dragon, and the latter did not open the gap with the Golden Dragon, so it seems that the chance of the Elder Brother Feraeux winning is seventy percent anyway, and the supernormal power of the Frost Wings is calculated, and the odds should be five out of five.

"The battlefield is set as a spherical space with a radius of four thousand meters centered on the glacier at the foot of Ferraeux, and if you leave the battlefield or use the teleportation spell, you will lose, and your dependents and allies will also lose if they participate in the battle, and the rest of the means are not limited, can you?" Bello put down the two little dragons and flew into the sky, Beinzora and Aretha glanced at each other, although they were unwilling to think that this battle should not end so hastily, but Shirakawa accepted the challenge, and they had no choice but to fly to the same height to prevent the despicable metal dragon from playing ghost in the duel.

"Why is it the Golden-skinned Old Man's, shouldn't it be the one of Lord Frostwing?" Beindrola disagreed.

"That's the midpoint of the line connecting the tops of the two glaciers. Bello touched his nose and was very generous.

The blue dragon and the green dragon snorted, and accepted the proposal.

White River and Ferraeux fought on the glaciers at either end, and after a vicious battle below, the armies of both sides, who were on guard with each other, realized what was about to happen and let out exclamations.

"Wow!Heads-up!" The dead fat man was stunned, and raised his weapon suddenly: "Boss is invincible in the world! Come on! Kill old Goldskin!"

"Kill old Goldskin, boss will win!" the Frost Dragon Knights shouted, the white dragons let out an astonishing roar, and the other side was not to be outdone:

"Justice will prevail! Lord Feraeux will prevail!"

"The evil Frost Wings and his filthy legions must be punished!" cursed an elven swordsman through gritted teeth, his brother had just been killed by the combined forces of Gemini, and of course, a member of the Gemini had also been fatally wounded and forced to recover, becoming the only two people in the zodiac to be mortally wounded along with the Sagittarius sister who was knocked unconscious by a Titan's stick.

Gradually, the two sides began to scold each other, and the dead fat man's eyes rolled: "What are you scolding with your mouth? Hurry up! Open all the outside and let these other devils taste the fear of being dominated by electronic disco!"

The Frost Dragon Knights let out a burst of laughter, and then the deafening heavy metal erupted in the Great Glacier, and several bards in the Golden Dragon Legion were not to be outdone, and tried to fight back with magical instruments, and the chaotic rhythm seeped into the outside, and suddenly made the ground of the Great Glacier a miasma.

Shirakawa stretched out his claws and shook the muscles on his back.

The music on the ground completely lost its effect on him, and he stared intently at the old dragon not far away, ready to attack.