Shenlong Island, the dragon clan hall in front of the Immortal Peak.

The huge and majestic building is tall and straight, and the marble countertop is gilded with a layer of golden light in the afterglow of the setting sun, and inside is the sleeping house of the Black Dragon Patriarch Hiller.

Today he has a strange guest, two lichs who are considered uninvited guests. One of them is Alves, a humanoid death lich, and the other is Adriano, a former brother who was turned into a dragon lich by the demon god. The cunning old dragon knew the purpose of these two guys' visit, but he never mentioned it, but kept ordering his subordinates to serve good wine and tea, and treat each other warmly.

The two lichs were holding huge teacups, blowing the foam on them boringly, looking listless. As necromancers, they had long lost their sense of taste, and naturally they didn't need to taste tea, so they seemed at a loss for the seemingly warm hospitality of the Black Dragon Patriarch.

If you are just guests, the two of them can enjoy a good cup of tea and wine while looking at the magnificent island scenery from the mountain peak, but also leisurely. It's a pity that these two guys are in no mood at all now, desperately brewing rhetoric in their heads, racking their brains to get the other party to agree to send troops to cooperate with the demons. But how could the black dragon patriarch be so eager to deal with them, ignoring their broadness and painting cakes to satisfy hunger, allowing them to be eloquent, coercing and seducing, and even playing the family card, completely absent-minded.

Looking at the black dragon patriarch's eyes half-narrowed, the old god was noncommittal on the ground. The two lichs hated each other, and if it weren't for the fear of Lord Yashan, it is estimated that they would have slammed the table and left.

"The demon god is above, bless the dragon Xiang!" Alves, the death lich, squeezed out a smile, and his fleshless skull and cheekbones closed one by one, looking cautious. He put down the cup and smacked his lips, made a gesture of blessing to the Black Dragon Patriarch, and said slowly: "Lord Yashan asked me to bring you a message, he is very nostalgic for the scene of fighting side by side with the Black Dragon Clan thousands of years ago, and hopes to overcome obstacles and show your strength on the battlefield with you again, can the Patriarch agree?"

"Old and old, I don't dare to mention the courage of the year, I can only drag the drooping old body to talk about this remnant life, which makes Lord Yashan smile!" In the face of flattery, the black dragon patriarch didn't even open his eyelids, and made it clear that he refused to accept the offer.

"Big brother's words are wrong!" Adriano saw that he was cold, and hurriedly stood up to ease the atmosphere, cheekily brought a high hat to the other party, and said shamelessly: "Who doesn't know that you are the number one warrior of the Black Dragon Clan, and even the number one master in the former clan, Lord Cisse, is probably inferior to you!"

"Hehe, Lord Cisse is a legendary figure of my clan, the legend of his old man breaking the Titan is still widely spread among the clan, your analogy is too inappropriate, I compare with him, like heaven and earth, the difference is too far!" Shearer shook his head calmly, but he scolded secretly in his heart: "Hmph, you traitor to the dragon clan, the guy with your elbow turned outward! If you weren't my former brother, the intimate padded jacket of the Yashan Lich, Lao Tzu would have been a fool a long time ago!"

Thinking of this, the Black Dragon Patriarch barely squeezed out a smile and said, "You are my former brother and a member of the Black Dragon Clan, so you naturally know that our clan has gone through two failed wars, and the clan fortune has fallen to the lowest point. If your request is only involving a person, I will help you realize it even if I risk my life, who made you call me big brother!"

Speaking of this, he spread his paws and sighed and said, "It's a pity that this matter is very important, and I can't afford to make the slightest mistake. So go back first, I'll think about it, and I'll get back to you soon. ”

"Big brother!" Adrialo was anxious, patted the table and stood up, and asked loudly, "Can't even your brother believe it?" ”

The Black Dragon Patriarch took a deep breath, stared at each other with disdain, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, when you fade the dragon skin and turn into bone dregs, you will lose my trust." Sorry, it's useless to say anything now!"

"Hehe, I still advise His Excellency the Patriarch to know the current affairs and make plans for the fate of the Black Dragon Clan!" Alves interjected in and said, "If you don't agree, Lord Yashan will naturally be unhappy, if he is angry, will you bear the consequences, hum!"

"Yashan, that's a ruthless man!" The black dragon patriarch had the other party's gloomy eyes in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder, and his expression was a little shaken. He remembered the unpredictable skills of the other party's ghosts and gods and the arrogant style of destroying the whole clan at every turn, and felt a little uneasy.

His head spun rapidly, and he quickly thought of a way, pretending to sigh and said: "If you want us to send troops, you have to send troops, as long as the priest asks the gods for blessings, and the divination is decided!" Then he opened his hand and said loudly: "Come on, please come and take the stage to do the law, ask the gods for the divination of our people, and predict the good luck!" The voice fell, and a dragon man guard in front of the palace immediately ran out and asked the priest to come.

This statement was a good word, and it dispelled the two lich's concerns. The tradition of praying for sacrifices has been passed down for thousands of years, and every major decision is made by praying to the dragon god for blessings. It is said that the first patriarch of the Black Dragon Clan, Cisse, was predicted to have bad news when he set out on the expedition, but he did not care about sending troops, and although he succeeded in killing the Titans, he also disappeared in the long river of history. No one knows whether he was killed or if he left quietly after becoming famous. In short, although the others are gone, the tradition of asking God for hexagrams has been preserved.

If an auspicious omen falls from the sky, it means that the dragon god agrees, and it is okay to do all of it; if the dragon god sends a bad omen, it means that he does not agree, and if he rashly sets out on the expedition, there will be a bloody disaster. Shearer hoped to use this as an excuse to tell his men to ask the priests to "ask the gods for divination" instead of "asking the gods for blessings."

Don't look at the two words that are not much different, but the meanings are very different. The elders of the Black Dragon Clan are cunning and cunning, and they have long colluded with the Sacrifice Lord, and they listen to his orders in some major decisions. If he says "pray for good fortune", the other person will say that it is an auspicious omen, and if he says "divination", it means that he is vaguely telling the other person that this time it will not be successful, and that divination should be regarded as a bad omen.

The old black dragon would rather be cheeky than cheat secretly, because the black dragon clan can no longer withstand the toss. After two demon sealing wars, the young and middle-aged masters in the clan have died to death, and their strength and morale are far inferior to those in the past. The fathers worked so hard that they even died on the battlefield, but the younger generation and their children still did not grow up. They can no longer survive the ravages of war.

It's a pity that this old dragon has been a little negligent. He didn't know that the priest had a deep personal relationship with the bone dragon Adriano, and the two of them had reached an agreement with each other before they came to see him, and took the opportunity of divination to pretend to announce the results and force the Black Dragon Clan to send troops.

So when the two of them heard that they were going to find a sacrifice to pray to the gods, they immediately calmed down. Adriano even pulled up the family routine affectionately, looked around and said with a smile: "Big brother, where is the little nephew? I have some good things that I want to give to him!"

At the mention of his precious son, the Black Dragon Patriarch's face softened slightly, and he said with a smile: "He has just finished his training and returned from the Dark Forest. Hehe, this stupid boy refused to come back for help when he encountered danger, and as a result, he suffered a big loss, and the treasures he had accumulated for hundreds of years were all robbed by humans, and now he is angry!" At this point, he waved his claws and ordered the guards to call his son over.

Although he called him a silly boy, the smile in his eyebrows could not be hidden. In his eyes, his son is strong and brave, although his skills are inferior to others and he has lost his treasures, but the courage to single-handedly fight into the enemy group is enough to satisfy him.

For a young dragon who has not yet reached adulthood, he can lose the battle, but he must not lose people, let alone lose his courage. This son did a good job, he didn't complain after he came back, he just kept practicing martial arts, dreaming of taking back the lost treasures by himself, absolutely courageous.

After a while, the protagonist of everyone's conversation, the little dragon, soon came over. I saw that he was just five feet tall, his whole body was glowing with dark green light, and the scales and dragon horns on his body had obviously not grown, and his youthful appearance was very obvious. This little guy had just been interrupted from his practice, and he was grunting and looking very unhappy. He didn't speak when he saw Adriano, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile and spoke, and then stood beside his father.

"Proud Bendtner, my nephew!" Adriano was shocked when he saw the other party's appearance, "You were originally a black dragon, why did you suddenly become a green dragon now?"

"Don't mention it!" Bendtner sighed, peeked at his father, and saw that he did not look displeased, before he said in annoyance: "Our Black Dragon Clan has long become evil creatures in the eyes of the world, and after being killed by them, they will shout and kill and beat, and their status in the mainland is not even as good as a mouse. ”

"These despicable reptiles!" the bone dragon was enraged, and angrily kicked the table at his feet, and shouted loudly, "How dare they do this, I will take their lives!"

"Why don't you dare!" Bendtner said with disdain, "My uncle, you also think too highly of the dragons. He recalled the days when he hid in Tibet after his identity was exposed, and he couldn't help but say with tears and snot: "We bet on the wrong treasure in both wars, and we have long become the public enemy of mankind. But now that they are the masters of that land, how can they treat us? Hmph, every time I am found everywhere, countless knights and magicians will want to kill me, saying that I am an evil dragon and want to rid the people of harm!"

"Grandma is a bear, both dragons, those golden dragons, green dragons and the like are alive and well, and they have a good reputation among the folk and troubadours!" he continued with a bitter face: "Later, I finally figured out that these guys were on the side of humans in the so-called first and second demon wars, so their status is extremely high, and they are also admired by humans. Since I was ostracized by the black scales, I had to use the transformation magic to turn my scales green for a long time, so that I could wander in peace. ”

"The last hundred years were the best years of my life, I ate and drank well, soon had my own cave, and amassed a lot of treasures. If it weren't for that hateful one-eyed general who stole all the treasures while I wasn't there, I wouldn't want to come back. Hey, it's really cold here, and the ghost is willing to live again in this place where birds don't!"

"Bastard, someone dares to bully my precious nephew!" Adria flapped his wings and roared loudly, "Where is the one-eyed general you said, I'm going to kill him!"

"Uncle Don't Lau Ride!" Bendtner shook his head with a look of contempt in his eyes and said, "Where I fall, I will get up, I will rely on my own efforts to get back what I lost!"

The bone dragon's hot face was pressed against the cold buttocks, and he was embarrassed, he coughed dryly and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, when suddenly the sound of drums sounded in the distance, Bendtner was in good spirits, and said loudly: "Look, the sacrifice is about to begin!"

The rumbling drums drifted from far and near, from outside the main hall. I saw a group of big men with horns on their heads, scales on their hands, and a body similar to that of a human in a queue and walking from a distance. The leading priest wore a mask and a red cloak, danced and shook the divination props in his hands, and led everyone into the temple.

His whole body was painted with colorful color, and his status was very lofty, and when he passed each dragonman guard, the other would bow their heads and bow to him. He even nodded slightly after the black dragon patriarch saw the other party, giving the other party enough faces.

He swaggered to the center of the main hall and danced around the roof of the sacrificial furnace, and the dragons around him danced around him, and their mouths uttered a cry in unison, as if they were calling the dragon god.

After about ten minutes, the priest's right arm was raised, and the surrounding dragons slowly retreated and stood around. I saw him chanting words, kowtowing in front of the furnace reverently, and the hands on the divination disc in his hand began to rotate, and they were entangled in golden light and soared into the air, slowly flying into the furnace roof.

Then the guy went around the top of the stove three times to the left and three times to the right, and then he fell to the ground, and after making a full gesture, he stood up and raised his hand to the sky, and the disc returned to his hand with light. The hands had stopped turning, pointing to a scale on which a huge dragon totem was inscribed.

"Lord Ryujin has sent a divine decree!" the dragon priest stood straight, his sharp eyes roaming around the main hall. He pointed to the sky with one hand, held the disc in the other, and said slowly in an unquestioning tone: "Permission to send troops!" (To be continued.) )