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"My name is Patlem, and I'm the elder of the Dreadtree Demon Clan, human, tell me, your name. The Dreadtree Demon Leader came up to Albert and said in the lingua franca of the continent.

"Hello Elder Patlême, my name is Albert, an adventurer, I have come to the Death Rainforest without any malice, may I ask what you have brought me here for?" Albert performed a mage salute, and he did not feel any malice in the Dreadtree Elder Patlem.

"No, it's not that I'm looking for you, it's the three great chiefs of the Shadow Emirate, they're going to summon you, little one, it's an honor, come with me. After Patlem finished speaking, he didn't ask Albert's permission at all, and directly picked him up.

"The Great Chief wants to see me, can you tell me what the hell is going on?" Albert asked, without resisting and unable to resist, as he sat down on the palm of Patrium's hand and tilted his head.

I was a little curious in my heart, how much trouble I had caused to alarm such a powerful person, and there were three of them.

He knows a little bit about the history of the Shadow Emirate.

It should be thousands of years ago, after the collapse of the forest troll empire, the defeated forest trolls returned to the death rainforest to escape the pursuit of the elves. In order to fend off the elves, the forest trolls united with two powerful races, the Dreadnought Tree Demon and the Fallen Flower Demon, to form a nation, which is jointly ruled by the high chiefs of the three races.

While the Shadow Emirate is undeniably combative, resources are extremely scarce.

There are only three small iron mines in the Death Rainforest, and even weapons are not accessible to every soldier, and there are no silver and gold mines. What's even more deadly is that the Death Rainforest, polluted by demonic energy, has few trees that bear fruit. There is no clean stream, which may not be much for the Fallen Flower Demon and the Dreaded Tree Demon, they don't need to eat, they just need to absorb the demonic energy to survive. But forest trolls are different, they have to eat and drink clean water.

These instability have kept the Shadow Emirate in civil strife. Almost every day, a tribe of forest trolls has to leave the Death Rainforest in search of a place to live in the Elven territory of the Velit Rainforest.

However, the result was extremely miserable, the forest trolls were branded as greedy and cunning, and the elves' hatred for the forest trolls did not completely subside, and after escaping the protection of the Shadow Emirate, the forest troll clan was endlessly hunted down by the elves. Of course, the forest trolls are not sitting still, they have formed legions large and small. Doing evil in the Philip Rainforest has undoubtedly pushed the Shadow Emirate to the opposite side of the Bright Moon Kingdom once again.

In this way, the enmity between the two races of elves and forest trolls grew deeper and deeper, and finally evolved into the situation that is not ending today.

Albert couldn't help but sigh that the Fallen Flower Demon and the Dreaded Tree Demon were so powerful that they could intimidate the elves and keep them from going deep into the Death Rainforest, even humans and the orcs who were now at their peak couldn't do it.

Patalem is extremely fast. Each step was a few meters away, just as Albert's thoughts were wandering. One man and one tree have reached the deepest part of the Death Rainforest, the capital of the Shadow Emirate, and the only city-state, the Shadow Capital. Albert retracted his thoughts and looked up at the imposing Shadow City with an incredible gaze. I was shocked in my heart, not so much that the City of Shadows was a city. It is more appropriate to say that it is an incomparably huge fortress, a fortress.

The walls of the Shadow City are 100 meters high, and the entire body is made of huge rocks and poured with molten iron, exuding a metallic sheen. A 300-meter-wide moat on the perimeter of the city walls. The city is bottomless, and the whole city is built as if it were built in a lake.

The gate is fifty meters high, and from a distance, the City of Shadows looks like a lion with a bloody mouth, which is formidable.

Patlem walked into the city, and Albert's eyes lit up again.

There are elf-like treehouses, huge stone houses tens of meters high, and grass huts made of mud and weeds.

The different styles of architecture deeply attracted his attention. Upon questioning Patlem, Albert learns that the treehouse is the home of the Fallen Flower Demon, the Great Stone House is the dreadhouse of the Dreaded Dryad, and the Grass House is the Burrow of the Forest Troll.

No wonder there are so many differences in architectural styles, Albert looked at the houses on both sides of the street and thought of Dawn City on Mochizuki Peak, where there were also very different styles of buildings and residents with different appearances.

"It's not bad. Albert said with heartfelt emotion.

"I think so, but unfortunately, this beautiful city is about to cease to exist. Patlaim said with a wry smile.

"What does that mean, can you tell me?" asked Albert, a little puzzled.

"I'm sorry, this is our state secret, and it's inconvenient for me to disclose it to you. Patlem politely replied, looking a little lonely.

Albert nodded, looked at the lonely look on Patlem's face, closed his mouth very knowingly, and did not continue to speak, but pondered. He couldn't understand the meaning of Patlem's words, how could such a steel fortress be about to cease to exist, could it be that the elves were going to launch a general attack on them?

But I don't think it's possible, if the elves are sure to capture the Shadow Emirate, I'm afraid they won't wait until now.

Denying the elves, Albert was even more puzzled, and it was impossible for humans and orcs who were in a state of war. But apart from these three races, how can there be a race that can compete with the Dread Trolls and the Fallen Flower Demons?

Albert pondered for a long time, and suddenly thought of himself, and the black broken branch. If his previous assumption was correct, if the Dreaddemon created these dark creatures, could it be that he killed the remnants of the Dreaddemon and affected the ecology of the Death Rainforest?

But the Dreaded Tree Demon and the Forest Troll should not know about killing the remnant soul of the Dreaddemon General, otherwise they wouldn't be so polite to him.

Thinking in his heart, the death of the Dreaddemon, the summoning of the Great Chief, and the imminent cessation of the Shadow Capital, will there be any connection between the three.

Just then, a voice summoned him back to the real world.

"This castle is the Great Chieftain's Chamber. The three Great Chiefs are waiting for you inside, please come in. Patlem lowered Albert to the ground and said with an angry urn.

Albert nodded, and after bidding farewell to Patlem, he stepped into the imposing stone castle under the guidance of a forest troll guard.

A moment later. Albert followed the guards to a large hall that could accommodate a thousand people, and in the center sat two forest troll males, one with a pair of butterfly-like wings, a woman who looked like an elf but had purple skin.

Albert was stunned, and felt a little strange in his heart, shouldn't the three great chiefs be the leaders of the three clans? How could there be two forest trolls? Could it be that the big chief who fears the tree demon is not there? This is impossible, Patlem said very clearly. It was the three great chiefs who summoned him.

That's right, it must be the Great Chief of the Fear Tree Demon who has mastered the Transfiguration technique, he thought to himself.

"To meet the three noble High Chiefs, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Albert Violet. Albert made a mage salute and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

He didn't feel any energy fluctuations in the three of them, and then quietly pressed the combat power ring. However, the Combat Power Ring did not react. This surprised Albert. Before going on an expedition with Joanna, he purchased a high-level combat power bracelet. It is enough to detect the combat power index of super-level powerhouses. However, the high-level battle ring did not react at all now, which meant that the strength of the three great chiefs had reached the holy level.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who came out of a young man, and frankly speaking, we came to you this time because we asked you. "The forest troll in the center gets straight to the point. Like the eldest of three.

"Great Chief, please say that if it does not violate the principles in my heart, I will not refuse. Through the costumes of the two forest trolls, Albert deduced that the forest troll who opened his mouth should be the Dreaded Tree Demon.

"It's a simple thing. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon spoke, "We discovered the small piece of green forest you carved out in the Death Rainforest through the Surveillance Crystal. So very surprised, we just wanted to ask you, how did you do it. She whispered softly, with a mesmerizing smile on her beautiful face all the time.

"It's really simple. Albert shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be calm and said: "My bloodline is a little special, and when I passed by that place, the power of the bloodline in my body was unexpectedly awakened, which changed the environment there. His words were half-truthful, and all that was left was to see if the sun god would still favor him.

"Don't be afraid, child, even if you tell the truth, we won't harm you, you say, the heir of the dragon who killed the remnant soul of the Dreaddemon General. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon chuckled, revealing two charming dimples that could entice people's hearts.

Albert's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but take a step back. He swallowed, but didn't say a word. At this moment, he was horrified in his heart, and he was not in the mood to appreciate the Alluring appearance of the Demon Chieftain at all.

How could the other party know that he was the son of the dragon, and how could he know that he had killed the remnant soul of the Dreaddemon General? Even if the Surveillance Crystal could monitor his movements, how could he know what was going on in his body? Could it be that this Flower Demon Grand Chief knew how to read minds and could see through his own heart?

"Don't be surprised, Torus, who is by my side, was fortunate enough to receive a drop of the blood of a black dragon, and the power of your bloodline is the same, so we deduce that you are the heir of the dragon. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon pointed at the Great Chief of the Tree Demon and said with a smile.

"Then how do you know my ......" Albert paused halfway through his words, a little hesitant, although the three Great Chiefs were kind to him for the time being, but he was still not sure whether the relationship between these three and the Dreaddemon General, whether they were friends or foes, he still didn't know.

"How do you know that you killed the Dreaddemon General, am I right?" the Flower Demon Grand Chief smiled, and continued: "When we retrieved the Dreaddemon General's severed finger, we found that the remnant soul in it had disappeared, and you did not have the breath of the Dreaddemon General, and the result was obvious. The only thing that can completely kill the Dreaddemon is the purest dragon bloodline, so I'm sure that it was you who killed the Dreaddemon general, no, to be precise, it was the power of your bloodline that killed the Dreaddemon general. ”

"Don't be afraid, boy, the Dreaddemon has enslaved our race, and we have nothing but monstrous hatred for him. The Great Chief of the Forest Trolls said with some resentment.

"Oh, all right, Quillion, don't be embarrassed in front of the child, you'll scare him. Can't you grow up in more than 6,000 years of life? You can't even control your emotions. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon glanced at the Great Chief of the Forest Trolls and said dissatisfiedly.

"May I ask the three Great Chiefs, what is the real purpose of looking for me?" Seeing the expression of the Great Chief of the Forest Trolls, Quillion, which didn't seem to be pretending, Albert's worries were half dispelled, and he asked.

"Albert, if I'm not mistaken, you're a red dragon. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon said.

"Yes. After a moment's hesitation, Albert nodded. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing dark red dragon scales.

The three Great Chiefs glanced at each other, their eyes full of joy, although they had already seen the power of the dragon flame that rushed into the sky when they observed Albert's awakening, but after receiving the confirmation, they were still a little overjoyed.

"Do you know the origin of the Death Rainforest, the Tree Demon, the Troll, and the Flower Demon?" said the Flower Demon Grand Chief with a light smile.

"You know, it must have been created by the Dreadlord. Albert said.

"Boy, pay attention to the words, that's not creation, it's aggression and poison. Quillion said with some excitement, his tone full of resentment.

"Quillion, please keep your emotions in check. The Great Chief of the Flower Demon gave Quillion a blank look, and then said, "Little Albert, do you want to hear the story?"

"Of course, Your Highness the Great Chief, I am listening. Albert nodded.

The Great Chief of the Flower Demon was silent for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and said: "You should know that trees and flowers also have life, but none of them are self-aware, only in the Philip Rainforest, very few plants have consciousness, and can even think and walk. These most primitive intelligent beings, known as dryads and flower spirits, were the original owners of the Philip Rainforest. However, tens of thousands of years ago, the nightmare began, and the beautiful and peaceful Fillet Rainforest came an uninvited guest, an extremely powerful demon, who was the Dreaddemon Demon.

The disgusting demonic aura spread from his body, covering a quarter of the Fillet Rainforest.

The plants in the rainforest have absorbed the dreadmage's aura, and they have undergone unimaginable changes, and the green leaves of the plants have faded and become ugly. The Flower Demons and Dryads who possessed their spiritual intelligence had an even greater influence, and their minds were polluted by demonic energy, and they became war machines that only knew how to kill and destroy, and obeyed the orders of the Dreaddemons, which are now the Dreaded Tree Demons and Fallen Flower Demons. We weren't freed until the Sun God defeated the Dreadlord, so you don't have to think of us as minions of the Dreador, we hate demons as much as the rest of the race. ”

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