We have to find a way," Krifia affirmed, "and without a leader, the dragons will cause great trouble. ”

Several five-colored dragons crouched in front of her, quietly listening to her, but they all remained silent and silent.

So far, two calendar days have passed since the Dragon Legion was defeated.

In line with the idea of surviving together, even though a large part of the dragons chose to escape alone at that time, they all gathered together in the end.

There are very few exceptions.

For unknown reasons, the Dragon Legion has lost contact with the Dragon Council, the Bartow Expeditionary Legion, and even the Queen of the Colors.

Therefore, according to their respective races, these five-colored dragons are currently only willing to obey the strongest of their own race, and are at their disposal.

The "Three Generations of Gods" Red Dragon Crifia is also one of the five dragons, and she is busy presiding over a meeting at this time.

Her attitude was clear, that was to reorganize the dragon legion so that she could unite the power of all dragons and open up the current situation.

However, the other five-colored dragon powerhouses had a very ambiguous attitude, and they didn't seem to have any interest in this proposal.

"Guys, we have to come up with a charter today. ”

The silence of the other dragons made Krifia very unhappy, her wings raised slightly upward, and cracks appeared in the peaks under her claws.

"We are both legendary dragons, and our strength is not much different from each other, so if we rashly reorganize the dragon army......"

An ancient black dragon pondered for a moment, and was the first to break the deadlock here, but his words were interrupted.

“...... There must be a big battle," the speaker was an ancient green dragon, whose strength was similar to that of the ancient black dragon, so he was not very polite.

However, although he was robbed of white, the ancient black dragon was not angry, but nodded kindly.

There were a total of five giant dragons present, except for the ancient white dragon that had just crossed the threshold of legends, only one blue dragon had not yet expressed its position.

"Lord Salotta," Twisting the dragon's head toward the legendary blue dragon that didn't say a word, Krifia asked, "I'd like to hear your opinion." ”

If Quis was here, he would have been surprised - this legendary blue dragon was Salotta, the former owner of the Dragon's Lair Territory, Duke of Thunder, and the leader of the Blue Dragon Clan of the Ash Plane.

Because of the oath of the ancestors, Salota took some of the races, including Quis, to Aphnnas through the Otherworldly Gate.

Originally, in order to take care of the young blue dragon, he also deployed him to serve in a remote war zone by means of "gift-giving".

But who would have thought that Quis was forced to participate in the "airdrop" operation because of this, and became the most dangerous paratrooper from hell.

Since then, Sarota has never heard from the young Blue Dragon until he also arrives on the front lines of the bloody battle.

Every time he thinks about this, he feels a little sorry for this junior who may have died a long time ago, and even a little guilty.

And this also strengthened Salotta's belief that he must do his best to take more care of his nest descendants who came down to the Acid Mist Canyon plane.

Otherwise, before the bloody battle is over, those races of the Blue Dragon Clan will probably be slaughtered to the ground.

"Your Highness," said Salotta, considering her words and trying to use the most tactful tone possible, "I think...... Now is not the best time to re-elect a new leader. Why can't we find a safer place and build a strong defensive fortress before we think about elections? ”

Krifia was already a little dissatisfied, and when she heard Salotta's "suggestion", she felt that she was being perfunctory.

Out of the pride of being a red dragon and a direct descendant of Tiamat, she was already furious.

But just as she was about to lash out and lash out at Salotta's words of surrender, Krifia suddenly noticed several other dragons, all rhythmically tapping their tails on the ground.

Generally speaking, the small movements of the dragon indicate that they are weighing and thinking, or even "related".

As a young and extremely old dragon - for an Elder Dragon - Salotta's ability to rise to legend is a testament to her exceptional talent.

Therefore, although he was not the strongest of the dragons in attendance, the other dragons actually valued his opinion.

Moreover, what Salotta said is indeed very reasonable, rather than having to engage in a bloody competition in order to deter the dragons with great strength.

Giving an acceptable goal and inducing the dragons to act for it is a more secure "way to integrate".

Thinking of this, Krifia also fell into deep thought, she really couldn't deny that the other party did make a good suggestion.

"What about the men who build fortifications? After all, we're not really good at building fortifications compared to destroying them. ”

The question was asked by the Elder White Dragon, who had just said nothing, and who usually liked other dragons to call "Frostwing".

A white dragon was able to point out the problems in the plan, which really surprised the other dragons.

But when they thought about it, they were relieved - Frostwing was the oldest dragon in the dragon legion.

By sniffing the pheromones on its body, they even felt that Frost Wing was approaching the primeval age.

Even among the five-colored dragons, the starting point of the white dragon is really a little unattainable, but the long years are enough to make up for everything.

At the very least, this ancient white dragon named "Frost Wing" possessed wisdom far beyond that of his peers long before he was promoted to Legendary.

In the face of the questioning, Salotta, who made this suggestion, first bowed her head slightly to express her respect for the wise elder.

Then he replied, "The Servant Legion, all those slaves have been serving the food and living of the dragons. Now it seems that in the current situation of cutting off the supply of Bato's logistical supply, it is undoubtedly a great waste of human resources of the Servant Legion......"

After just a few simple statements, the other four dragons understood what Salotta meant, and they all agreed again.

Seeing this, Salota continued: "However, we have to move faster. The garrison of the Servant Legion was actually closer to the camp of the Bato Expeditionary Force. At this moment, we can't be too reassuring about those 'friendly forces' in the past......"

“...... That's right," Kriffia interrupted Salotta, "after all, we should remember that those guys are devils. ”

This time, Crifia was finally silent after speaking, and the other dragons reacted accordingly.

"So what are you waiting for? we're going to inform the little cubs," said the Elder Green Dragon, turning back before spreading his wings and leaving.

With the departure of the legendary five-colored dragon, the meeting finally came to an end, and the participants all left one by one.

But they didn't know that it wouldn't be long before the remaining dragon legions would encounter another life-and-death crisis.