Desert Dragon's Lair.

A pitch-black bird dragon covered in blood seemed to hear some order, and suddenly stood up, and the storm swirled, flying from the spot.

And with this feathered dragon left, there were several nest dragons.

As they flew away, a small, snow-white creature poked out of the snow, looked left and right, and rushed towards the corpse.

However, at this moment, it stepped on a pitch-black feather on its foot.

Almost instantly, an illusory mist glowing green erupted from its feathers, enveloping its body in an instant.

Frightened, the body of the little beast dressed in protective color quickly changed into patterns and shapes full of warning and intimidation, like the face of some kind of beast.

After reacting that there were no enemies, it immediately tried to flee.

However, as it stepped on its feet, its body did fall to the ground violently, struggling helplessly on the barren desert of snow and sand.

It looks like it's going to turn it back, but the random movement of the feet doesn't look like it's doing it......

In the distance, several small beasts saw this scene and quickly retreated.

From their point of view, perhaps this is some kind of poison.

......

Near the mountain dragon's nest.

The marsh dragon lord Jarl slammed into the ice on the river, and his strong body poked out from beneath the water's surface and looked sharply to the north.

The nest dragons of the entire dragon's nest all made similar moves at this time.

Among them, Bambi, a raptor with a body similar to an elf, also stopped moving, and climbed all the way up a tree not far away with his tail flicking, looking far to the north.

And with their movements, the pterodactyls and lepidopterals stationed in the dragon's nest in the near mountain also spread their wings and flew up.

Bambi, the raptor, jumped directly from the tree and landed on a jet-black feathered dragon.

However, at that moment, a larger, feathered brown feathered dragon swept over them, its tail paws covered by feathers swept out, grabbing Bambi directly and throwing it upward.

Flying in the air, Bambi was surprised to see the comer:

"Linked Birds!?"

"With the Legion spell, we'll speed up and get there."

As he spoke, as the deputy leader of the Feather Flying Dragon, he glanced at the swamp dragon Yar:

"Jarre, let's get over first."

"Okay."

The swamp dragon Yar nodded, watching as the wyverns flew up from the dragon's lair and flew north in clusters.

......

Outside the Dragon's Lair, in the twisted and dense forest, the Lepid-winged Dragon Jura poked its bark-camouflaged head from behind the tallest giant tree in the forest, and looked at the huge procession that had been crushed by the snow in the distance.

One creature after another, inhabiting the sea of trees, fled in all directions.

Jura's thorny body hid behind the tree, piercing into the branches of the tree, and at this moment, its vitality connected with the giant tree with its twisted shape, as if it became one—

"Get ready, wait for the Crown's orders."

Between the trees, there was a sound like the rubbing of leaves.

It knew that this was the Lepidopterans' prepared response.

The Pterodactyl Commander Qi accidentally let go of a prey, and it sent a Lepidopterax to chase and solve it, but the Lepidopterax did not return immediately, but returned the next day to report that the human being was being chased was fast and agile, and that while it was pursuing, it found a large human force.

And that human also got directly into the massive army of that human being-

It was a scout, a human scout.

Humans are peeping and coveting the dragon's lair.

As soon as it passed the message to His Majesty, it confirmed that it was true.

......

The edge of the sea of trees.

The Dragon-Hunter Legion is marching.

The dragon hunting army of 2,000 people traveled a distance of more than 100 kilometers in one day, which was not very fast.

In fact, they could have been faster, but the mixed adventurers dragged their feet.

However, in retrospect, it might be a good thing to slow down a little and have enough time to rest.

The Knights of the Throne, composed of 100 people, were guarded by a sturdy giant with a height of about four meters.

Compared to the other knights of the Guard, who wore solid armor, the son of the Seventeenth Giant King wore only a relatively tough leather armor, and also used structures such as buckles that could be easily damaged in battle.

But others are no strangers to it.

Because they know very well that the son of the giant king with the blood of the giant king wants to use the giant change, and the items on his body will most likely be damaged in the giant change.

Armor can sometimes become cumbersome and unnecessary.

However, compared to the complicated gaze of others at the son of the giant king, the "son of thunder" himself stared at the blood mage who was also riding a horse beside him with a smile on his face:

"How far is it?"

"At the current rate, it should only take two to four hours to get there."

Blood Mage Lusco was silent for a moment before responding.

Just as he didn't expect a strange dragon to follow him and try to kill him, he didn't expect that the dragon hunters, who had not yet dispatched when they left the Tower Kingdom, had already arrived at this time.

I didn't expect that I would directly bump into them when I was being hunted down.

Blood Mage Lusco knew that he was in the right place—

In spite of oneself.

Lusco had no choice but to do as the son of the giant king had asked to take them to the side where he had met the strange four-winged wyvern.

"Don't worry~"

The tall giant king's son grinned toothedly and patted the sturdy blue-scaled horseman under him:

"Lusco, right? You should understand that my Wren's promises will be fulfilled, and there is no need to worry that I will break my promises. ”

Rennes......

"You're right."

Lusco reluctantly replied.

The names of the sons of the kings are very short, and they will change their names after becoming the sons of the kings, but there is an unwritten rule in this.

That is, the son of a giant king who is not from a giant family will choose words such as huge as his surname.

If it is the son of a giant king from a giant family, he will generally directly follow the surname of thunder, burning, storm, earth and other related imagery.

Lusco knew that the son of the giant king in front of him was from the giant family.

Compared to the sixteenth giant king's son Punk, they are younger, and they also have more resources and help.

He glanced at the hundred-man Knights of the Throne.

The royal knights of the sons of other giant kings are often equipped on par with the dragon hunting army, and this royal knight is obviously better equipped than the dragon hunting army.

And......

Lusco turned his head to look, and he vaguely sensed that there were other blood mages there.

However, he felt something different.

Suddenly, a word came to mind.

Could it be that it's a dragon-blooded mage-

Although, in reality, they are no different from the "Dragonborn Mage", but .......

The Dragonborn will kneel before dragons of great strength. jújíá?y.?? m

However, if you are a blood mage......

It's more like being intoxicated with power than surrendering—

Hungry for more dragon blood, eager to kill the dragon and then replace it and become a dragon himself.

This is a group of dangerous and extreme dragon slayers.

Silently, Lusco mourned in his heart for the dragons who had not yet realized where the real danger was, and at the same time, he also had some vague expectations:

"I'll do my best to show you the way, your troops, do you need a new Dragonblood Mage?"

"Of course." Wren, the son of the giant king, smiled as he looked at the blood mage he knew in front of him.

He didn't have any worries about whether he would succeed in slaying the dragon, and it was clear that he had the chance to win.

He just needs to think about how he can minimize his losses.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.