The dignified dragon army has been reduced to a thug-like existence, which makes some of the older dragons in the dragon group very angry.

"If the Hellfire Tyrant were still alive, he would definitely roast those white dragons into jerky and dry them on the top of the Great Glacier. ”

Of course, this is not resentful, and for their own benefit, they also began to attack New Prosperity Town.

At most, the "eating appearance" is better.

The two old dragons glanced at each other before swooping down on the mortal mercenaries from the material plane.

They are brothers of the same mother, so they have a very tacit understanding with each other, and they quickly make plans.

There are thirty dragons here, and with the strength of the dragons, the fortress of Bartow will probably be torn apart in no time.

When the time comes, most of those red dragons and blue dragons will rely on their great strength and arrogantly occupy the lion's share of their wealth.

Competing with them for wealth is tantamount to self-deprecation. Rather than that, it is better to get more army of servants into your own hands first.

That would be more secure.

Most of the white dragons also have this kind of thought, but they don't have any wisdom, and they choose the wrong way to implement their ideas.

Even if the breath was not used, wouldn't the blizzard freeze to death and frostbite a group of servants, and what was the value of a dead servant?

Do you want to make it an undead? That would be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and ultimately meaningless.

With the exception of the undead dragons, who are not recognized by the race, no dragon wants to take care of itself is a group of undead creatures.

Only living servants are valuable, and can be used to exchange goods with other dragons for more benefits.

Having made up their minds, the two green dragons set out to realize their ideas, without the slightest concern for the white dragons who were showing off their skills.

They just swooped, using the wind pressure from the spread of their wings to disperse the dark clouds summoned by the white dragons.

The blizzard came to an abrupt end.

"Aang!"

Seeing this, several white dragons roared angrily and threatened the green dragon brothers, but they didn't dare to really fight back.

"Soft eggs. ”

The two elderly green dragons looked at each other and smiled, and they all secretly complained in their hearts, giving those white dragons exactly the same evaluation.

However, they have no interest in dealing with the "Dragon's Shame" at this time, because they have more important things to do.

"Vines are growing wildly!"

Reciting the dragon mantra in their mouths, the two old green dragons split into two directions, left and right, and quickly swept through the formation formed by mortals.

A large number of vine seeds spilled down from between their wings, and then they were instantly grown and strengthened by the spell.

The spiky vines have a short lifespan, but they are extremely energetic during this time.

Whenever they are touched by a foreign object, they will respond "enthusiastically" and take those objects into their arms.

Dirt, gravel, swords...... Even the living mercenaries didn't take long to be entangled in these vines.

The spikes run through the gaps in the armor, or directly through the exposed arms and necks, injecting extremely anesthetic juice into the bodies of those who are captured.

As the sound of "poof" falling to the ground continued to sound, many mortal mercenaries lost their combat effectiveness and became captives of the Green Dragon Brothers.

"Levitation!"

Using the same spell again, the two elderly green dragons quickly turned back and flew back, stretching their claws towards the clumps of vines.

Thanks to the spell, the clumps of vines that envelop the "prey" become lighter, allowing the green dragons to grab and drag them away.

They wanted to take the captives and keep them safe so that they could be used as bargaining chips to exchange their fortunes with other dragons in the future.

Only, someone will not agree.

"Don't take my soldiers!"

With a thunderous roar, a spinning ebony barbed chain streaked across the sky, striking an elderly green dragon by the neck.

The spiked chains, like the vines before them, wrapped around his neck and pierced into the dragon scales.

The ogre strong man Naru could no longer hold back at this time, and he decisively launched an attack on one of the two elderly green dragons.

After the ebony barbed chain hit its target, the sturdy ogre ran up in two or three strides and leaped to its feet at the same time.

Reaching out and grabbing the grip of the ebony barbed chain, Naru dragged a green dragon down with his own weight.

Unexpectedly, the old green dragon slammed into the ground, and landed in the lower jaw area.

"Bang" ......

Corroded by acid rain, clouds of smoke and dust rose from the loose ground, and Naru strode to sit on the green dragon's neck.

The fists, which were larger than the grinding discs, fell like raindrops, all of which hit the back of the old green dragon's head.

A mandatory physical stun like this is still difficult to exempt even if you have a strong physique like a dragon.

Although the skull was not directly blasted due to its hard skull, the scales were still heavily damaged.

Flesh and blood blur.

And this is all thanks to the newly made "Ogre's Fist of Power" - a very practical unarmed weapon.

Spikes made of Bartobi's smelted iron are densely covered with gloves sewn from the skin of the Deep Hell Purgatory, and every punch is powerful.

"You damn thing!"

As the saying goes, "Fight tiger brothers, go into battle father and son soldiers", when he saw his siblings being beaten violently, the other green dragon immediately became angry.

He threw away the vine mass he had just picked up, and opened his mouth directly, thinking that the ogre Naru, who was still "committing murder", pounced.

A highly corrosive acid spewed out of the mouth of the angry old green dragon and covered the fist-swinging ogre brawler.

Because the green dragon is immune to acid erosion, he is not worried that his brother will be injured by mistake, and the amount of acid he spits out is full.

But he has brothers, isn't Naru not?

At the moment of its rush, the other two ogres, Palu and Blue, rushed out and began to intercept the green dragon.

Previously, when he was in Beit City, Palu had to destroy the original "Troll Skull" staff in order to save the poisonous Blue, and now he has a new weapon.

Darama, who had killed the dragon legion's "Ergozai" and evolved into a nine-headed demon dragon, refused to waste his body by leaving his body to Palu and Sneijder to dispose of.

When disposing of the corpse, the ogre witch doctor deliberately chose three de-heads to create a "three-headed staff" for himself.

Soaked in voodoo potion, the Hydra's lieutenant shrank to about the size of a troll's head, but more than tripled the amount of potions it could hold inside.

Each of the Lieutenants contained a potion, so Palu could now release three different voodoo potions at the same time.

"Neutralizing potion!"

"Devil Pepper Elixir!"

"Active slime mold!"

A torrent of three potions erupted violently. In addition to the first "neutralizing potion", it sprayed the breath of the old green dragon.

The other two potions were all aimed at the head of the elderly green dragon. One hit him in the eye, the other in his nose and mouth.