There is no way to explain this, and Baroque does not reveal its secrets. He could only swear in the name of the Totem Spirit that he had absolutely no ill will towards the elves and the Ancient Tree of Life. Regardless of whether the Elven Empress and the Ancient Tree of Life believed each other or not, it was the help of the Baroque that had worked in the past, and although they were still on guard, they were no longer hostile to fear.

Finally speaking of his intentions, Baroque proposes an alliance and asks the Empress to introduce him to the Golden Dragon King Obasetta.

Now that the elves have torn their faces with humans and are completely hostile, Siloria doesn't mind having one more orc ally. But she was obviously aware of the dragon's arrogant temper, and told Baroque very sincerely: "Your Excellency Baroque, I can convey your request to the Dragon King, but you need to be mentally prepared...... The dragon has a bad temper and ...... The orcs of the past have also done some excessive things to the dragon clan, and the dragons are very vindictive............ They may do something that embarrasses you. "Baroque's help still worked, and the Empress kindly reminded me of something.

The orc ancestors of the year were really human failures, did they offend the other races of the entire continent? Baroque had to sigh secretly, and subconsciously touched his storage ring! Fortunately, the thick pale yellow animal skin rolls were all put in, and they would not leak any breath like a black metal box, otherwise, ............ Obasetita would have gone crazy if he had noticed the skin rolls made from the inner layer of their golden dragon's skin!―――――― That's right, Baroque had already discovered that those skin rolls were made of dragon skins, otherwise how could they have been buried in the ground for thousands of years and still intact.

"Her Majesty. Just tell me, I think the Dragon King will be willing to meet with me. Baroque smiled calmly. Then he said a few more words: "Oh, you can tell Obasetta." Let's just say that when I came to the Misty Forest, I went to the front line of the confrontation between dragons and humans, and found something very interesting. If the Dragon King doesn't plan for his race to suffer terrible damage due to human machinations one day, then he can sit down with us and talk. ”

Siloria knew that Baroque wouldn't lie about such things, and since that was the case, there must have been an unexpected discovery. Elves are not very curious. He didn't ask much, just nodded and asked General Zexis and a few other elven elders to entertain Baroque. She took her leave and left.

Baroque didn't know how the elves got in touch with the dragons, but Siloria hadn't been away for long, when a very special, but very low, melodious trumpet sounded outside. The sound travels far and wide. Less than half an hour passed. I saw a few black dots flying in the sky in the distance. Soon the black dot expanded, and it was several flying dragons, the one led by them was extremely large, reflecting the sunlight, shining gold, it was the golden dragon king Obasekita.

"Siloria, we just met, what are you summoning to do?" Obacekita escorted with four dragons. The wind stirred and approached the Tree of Life ramparts. Roaring in mid-air.

"Dragon King, I have invited you here because someone wants to meet with you and discuss something that will benefit us, such as a tripartite alliance...... So I'm conveying it on my behalf. Although the Empress was as small as an ant in front of the huge dragon, her expression was still indifferent, and she did not appear inferior in the slightest.

"Who is it? Who wants to see me? Elven Empress, don't send anyone in front of me, the noble dragon clan is not a casual lowly race that can meet. The Golden Dragon King's voice was buzzing, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and he was unwilling to agree to the meeting.

"The man said that he had found something interesting on the front lines of the confrontation between dragons and humans, and that if His Majesty the Dragon King did not want his race to suffer heavy damage, he should have a good talk with him. Siloria could only convey Baroque's words.

"Roar......" The dragon king flapped his wings violently, and a fierce wind swept above the forest, blowing the branches and leaves fluttering: "Who do you say you want to see me? Bring him to me......

Siloria couldn't help but hesitate a little when she saw that the temperamental Obasekita was so angry. If Baroque is brought over to meet with the Dragon King, this golden dragon suddenly attacks and a mouthful of dragon breath spews out, even if it can't kill Baroque, it will undoubtedly completely deteriorate the relationship between the dragon and the beasts, and eventually lead to the failure of the alliance. To be fair, Siloria would love to form an alliance with the Orcs. After all, the news that the orcs led by the Baroque annihilated the six elite legions of Audria and took advantage of the situation to seize the human city [Shoton] has long spread throughout the continent. This indirectly proves that the strength of the beast race is not what it used to be, once the elves, dragons, and beasts form an alliance, they will be able to form a fragile balance of strength with humans!

Siloria hesitated when a voice sounded behind her, "Your Majesty the Golden Dragon King Obasetta, it's a pleasure to meet you." Please accept the tribute of the Orc Baroque. Baroque actually rushed to the seashore of the Misty Forest from the Tree of Life Defense Fortress in the rear, raised his head, looked at the golden dragon in the air not far away, and said with an indifferent smile.

"Orcs, damn orcs?" Obasetta was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Siloria, you dare to bring an orc to meet me." Don't you know the hatred between the great dragons and the beasts?Or are you deliberately humiliating me?"

Siloria sighed, looked up without fear and said, "Dragon King, you must know that the hatred between the elves and the beasts is no less than yours. In the past, the golden dragon was slaughtered by the orcs, and many of our elves were cut down and destroyed by the orcs? But that was thousands of years ago, and it was the sins committed by the ancestors of the orcs. Today's orcs have long since lost their former glory, and they have been oppressed by humans and suffered countless hardships, but they have not harmed us in the slightest. Rather, it is our former allies, the Terrans...... They have encroached on the territory of our elves, hunting down and harming my people. And the Dragon King, your father was also killed by the Human Apocalypse Holy See. You must know that our enemies are human beings now, and we should not only think about old grudges that should have been thrown into the dust of history a long time ago. And the Baroque came with good intentions, and since he said that he had discovered a human conspiracy on the front lines of the battlefield, I suggest you listen to what he has to say. ”

"How could the noble dragon believe the damned orcs?Won't we find out for ourselves the human conspiracy?No need for them, let that furry creature get out of my sight!" Obasekita was unrelenting, and although he did not make any drastic moves for the sake of Silloria's face, he still spoke unpleasantly.

The dragon king was so grumpy and big-witted, and Baroque was very worried about the dragons, and of course he wouldn't be angry with a few words...... After all, the orc ancestors did do something absolutely absolute back then, so aren't they allowed their descendants to complain? But Baroque can endure it, and the phantom beasts around him don't do it!

Thunder Eagle Evian's strength is low, and he doesn't have the right to speak here, so he waits obediently and doesn't appear. The four Hebrewonian wolf brothers drilled out directly from Baroque's body, and four phantom beasts with pure silver hair grew in the wind, and their bodies instantly skyrocketed several times, the size of a calf. The entire body exuded a slight luster, and an aura that was not inferior to Long Wei swept in. Baroque is not good............ He had forgotten a key issue just now, so much so that he didn't have time to stop the four brothers and let them escape.

"Great reptile, don't think how noble you are, you are nothing in front of us Hebrewonian wolves?" cried Morningstar haughtily looking up to the sky, glaring at the dragon with great contempt along with the three brothers.

"Emperor of Phantom Beasts, Hebrewonian Wolf ......!" the Dragon King almost gritted his teeth and said these words, the dragon power on his body suddenly flourished, and his cold eyes revealed a thick killing intent. "Where is Abraham, and what does he have to do with you?"

Before he could stop it, Morningstar was already proudly exclaiming, "That is our great father, but he has long since returned to the bosom of nature, and now you will face the son of Abraham......"

Damn, it looks like this battle is inevitable!Baroque shook his head, he had forgotten one of the most important things.

From the pale yellow dragon skin scroll found in the ruins of King Maudun, it can be known that the orc Maudun once slaughtered the golden dragon, and this incident is also recorded in the dragon skin scroll. But none of that is the key, the key is ............ The most powerful assistant and brother of King Maudun back then was the deceased old Hebrewonian wolf Abraham, who was their father ...... Morning Star! You must know that when the dragon was slain, the old Donton wolf Abraham was also an accomplice.

From Obasekita's angry expression, it can be guessed that the golden dragon slaughtered by King Maudun back then is afraid that he has something to do with him.

"Back then, my uncle Batituka was killed by the damned Maudon and his minion Hebrewonian wolf [Abraham]. Today, his descendants actually appeared in front of me, and you can die!"

Almost without any hesitation, Obasekita opened his mouth and spat out the breath of the Red Flame Dragon, heading straight for the Donwolf Brothers and Baroque. Even Siloria, who is on the sidelines and will definitely be affected, doesn't care!

The speed of the Don Wolf can be called the peak of the continent, and the Morning Star can easily turn into silver light to avoid it. Baroque had to hold the elven empress who was a little caught off guard like a wind, and the place where he was still standing just now suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and the grass and trees within a radius of tens of meters were all turned into ashes.

The Hebrewonian wolves are no longer the weak they were back then, and although their strength is not at its peak, they can be regarded as adults. Four silver wolves the size of calves were like four bolts of lightning, scurrying from the ground to the treetops, and then suddenly shooting into the sky, just like flying hundreds of meters into the air out of thin air, like sharp arrows slashing through the body of the golden dragon king, accompanied by a scream of the somewhat careless Obasekita, the morning star, the eternal night, the hot sun, and the aurora, respectively, on their wide belly, leaving a shallow gap, and in an instant, the red dragon's blood sprayed out!

With a single blow, the golden dragons were lightly wounded, and their proud scale defense was almost non-existent against the Hebrewonian wolf.

The four dragon guards went berserk, and they threw themselves at the four wolves as if they were crazy!, and Obasetta, who was furious because of his minor injuries, stared at the Baroque (to be continued). )