The scaly old red dragon stepped forward, stepping on the rocky floor of the cave, and walked into the inner chamber step by step.

This circular cavern is a wide open space, with hot lava flowing in the center and crystal clusters glittering on the walls.

Thick and sharp stalactites hung upside down from the roof of the cave like rows of swords of destruction.

There were also unusually sharp stalagmites growing on the ground, as if waiting for the prey to pass over them and pierce their bodies.

In fact, there are people here who do suffer misfortunes.

The dragon bared its fangs, looking down at the tiny figure below.

I saw that the creature's chest had already been pierced by a sharp stone, but it was still struggling, and the plate armor on its body had become tattered.

Originally, he was supposed to have a pair of wings, but now they had been torn off, leaving only a bloody back.

Fragments of armor encased his strangely shaped body, with two horns resembling a bull on his head and a yak-shaped face.

His face was deep red, his mouth was wide and his teeth were sharp, bloody foam dripping down the corners of his mouth, and his body was crisscrossed with wounds.

In addition to being impaled, he was chained to the ground with heavy chains.

The chains tightened, holding the half-demonic minotaur and stalagmite together, keeping their limbs stretched downward.

As a captured prey, his mouth will move a few times from time to time, as if roaring angrily, but he can't make a sound.

But even so, he did not give up the struggle, and when he saw the red dragon gradually approaching, he struggled even harder.

The dragon looked down at its prey, then blinked.

Immediately, a shrill shouting rang out in the inner room.

"—You will bleed all over the ground, your dragon skin will be made into a cloak by him, your body will be fed to the devils, and your soul will be imprisoned for the amusement of others! You—"

The dragon blinked again, chanting two dragon spells in his mouth, quieting the half-demon minotaur.

But even if he couldn't make a sound, this stubborn prey was still cursing uncleanly, cursing to the fullest.

Until the old red dragon finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The dragon then unleashed its breath of fire, engulfing it with flames and subjecting it to a new round of torment.

"I'm still so ignorant of etiquette, but it's ...... standing in front of you."

Although the dragon fire inflicted more pain on the half-demon minotaur, it also lifted the silence spell imposed on him.

“...... You're just the same humble reptile, and Master Buffyment will crush you to ashes, I promise!"

Hearing the name "Buffyment", the red dragon seemed to realize something, and his brow bones began to crouch.

Then he raised one of the dragon's claws, palm facing up, and concentrated. Suddenly, a dazzling flash of fire burst out.

Like a spirit snake, the flame penetrated into the half-demon minotaur's wide mouth and sank into his guts.

He opened his mouth wide and let out a silent wail, his terrible eyes stained with blood-red tears.

Frantically slapping its tail against the rocks, the half-demonic minotaur exerted all his strength to break free from his chains and shackles.

But in the end, even though the flesh on his wrists and ankles was worn out, he was still powerless to escape.

Then, the half-demon minotaur's skin began to wither, peeling off pieces from its still twisted body and shape-shaped cheeks.

His eyes sunken, his tail shrunk into a ball, and all that was left was a thin layer of fascia, and below him was a white bone.

Eventually, the bones couldn't stand it anymore and scattered into pieces: jaws fell loosely, ribs snapped with a clatter.

The smoldering flames in his body were finally extinguished, and the red dragon stretched out its claws and lightly touched it, and the remaining skull turned to dust.

"I'm sorry you scared me. ”

The old red dragon snorted, and scorching steam erupted from its nostrils, blowing the scum and dust all over the ground to the corners of the inner chamber.

With that done, he turned around and began to walk towards the top platform of the hideout—it was time to leave.

This is actually an abandoned fortress of Bartow.

Before the Red Dragon took over the place, for some unknown reason, the owner who once inhabited the fortress had disappeared.

In the eyes of an elderly red dragon, the architecture here is actually very good: the space is large enough, and a lot of natural rocks are used.

The builders built the fort on the edge of the cliff, overlooking a brownish-green lake with whirlpools.

There are hundreds of thick load-bearing steel bars, which are entwined together like vines, providing support for the entire fortress.

Then, the craftsmen of Bartow piled up masonry around these load-bearing steel bars to shape the main structure of the building.

The interior of the fortress mimics a natural cave, with rocks, crystal clusters, and even a lava river dug out.

It's a pity that this well-managed Devil's Fortress has experienced two tragic "worm tides" in a row.

After the Worm Tyrant himself appeared, the place was quickly conquered, and those demons were also overwhelmed by the insect tide and turned into insect food.

Therefore, when this old red dragon can take this place for himself, it will be more than ten months to stay.

But today, the good life he loved was finally over, and the cause was the arrival of the half-demon Minotaur.

Buffett was tired of arguing with Stim, and the dwarf god's strategy of "waiting for work" was not to his liking.

The King of the Minotaurs sent scouts from his army to search for Quest's trails and to launch a vengeful counterattack.

Coincidentally, a half-demon minotaur wandered around this fortress, and this is the scene of the above torture.

For Buffyment, the old red dragon has a very deep impression, in fact, the events of that day still make him feel palpitations to this day.

It was the day of the fall of the Dragon Legion, and the powerful "Inferno Tyrant" was directly seriously injured by Buffett's incarnation.

Later, the "Hellfire Tyrant" never appeared in the Acid Mist Canyon plane again, and the old red dragon thought that the senior had probably fallen into eternal sleep.

Therefore, after hearing the news revealed by the half-demon minotaur, he didn't want to stay here for a moment after he was killed.

The elderly red dragon climbed to the top of this fortress, which has an open platform on it, perfect for the dragon to take off.

Exhale softly, repeating the same movements you have done countless times before: spread your wings, straighten your tail, and bend your hind legs slightly......

Suddenly, a small, shrill voice appeared in his ears, and his eyes widened.

"The signal for the dragon legion to assemble! It's Kriphia's little she-dragon, who's using her roar to order the dragon to regroup. ”

Violators will be considered treacherous and will be punished severely. ”

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