Only the five-colored dragons, with their brutal rule and the prestige they have accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, can unite them.

There are two levels of danger to humanity from a plate of scattered dark creatures and integrated dark creatures.

One can only be divided and slaughtered by humans, and the other can subvert the entire human world.

Don't underestimate the dark race, in the hundreds of thousands of years of recorded history of the world, legends and demigods within the dark race are endless.

Although the demigods on the continent have all disappeared due to the disappearance of the tide of magic power, there are still many legends in the dark race.

It's just that they all hid after the defeat, evading the pursuit of the human elite decapitation force.

If a giant dragon dares to stand up and spread his prestige widely on the mainland, there are definitely many legends on the side of the dark race who have taken refuge in him.

Legends are the top power on the continent, and each of them can affect the situation of the entire world.

Dozens of legends have united, and even the entire human world has to be jealous and dare not act rashly.

The army went west, and in the muddy swamp, endless dark races were huddled together in a chaotic manner, heading towards the northwest like a tide.

Ace sat in the middle army, with 5,000 pandamen and 20,000 kobolds, commanding the entire army to move forward as fast as possible.

To the northwest, on the towering snow-capped mountains, more than 300 frost giants drove a series of creatures that lived on the ice field, such as frost wolves, ice storm bears, and frost leopards.

Along the snow on the high mountains, it slowly migrates to the southeast.

The ordinary frost giant is six meters tall, humanoid, with fangs like a saber-toothed tiger on his mouth, and an ice-blue fluff on his back, his double grip is like a blade, and his strength is infinite, he is born to control wind and snow, and he can grow into a powerful existence of the third order when he is an adult.

They are the overlords of the northern ice fields, and there are hardly any creatures other than the white dragon who are their opponents.

However, they now have one more opponent, a human.

The disappearance of the white dragon left the dark creatures in the northern ice field leaderless, and the seventeen human savage countries jointly launched an attack on the interior of the ice field.

A group of scattered dark creatures could not stop the expansion of humanity.

The defeat of the dark creatures has left their frost giants facing the onslaught of humans.

The two sides have fought hundreds of battles in the past few years, and they have won more and lost less, and only a few times have they lost when they were attacked by humans.

But the number of human beings is too much, and at every turn, they will pull out an army of seventy or eighty thousand to surround them, and they will not be discouraged after being defeated by their frost giants, and they will come and fight them after a month or two of replenishing the warriors.

Who can stand this, any country in the Seventeen Wild Countries of the Human Race has a population of several millions, and it is not a matter of tens of thousands of people to die.

It can give you tens of thousands of regeneration in a few months.

And all the clansmen of their frost giants add up to only a few thousand, and they all have to die if they exchange a frost giant for 10,000 humans.

Not to mention that it can't be replaced, humans are well-equipped, and they also have rune weapons and rune armor, and there are no fewer knights and magicians of the third order than them, and there are more legends than them.

They simply can't beat it.

So for the sake of the inheritance of the race, they had to find a way out.

And this tribe of frost giants, which numbered close to three hundred, came to explore the way.

At the top of the snow-capped mountains, the frost giant Raels. Frosty, ice-blue eyes looked out toward the endless swamps and primeval forests below.

Looking at the dense dark creatures that almost covered the entire heaven and earth dozens of miles away, his expression was extremely solemn.

Quickly ran back to the tribe, came to the boss of the frost giants, Heb Frost, and said, "Boss, we are in trouble. ”

"Hundreds of thousands of dark creatures are coming to us in front of us."

Heb Frost's cold expression was stunned, and endless killing intent erupted in his random eyes: "I didn't expect that there were dragon cubs in the dark swamp, I thought they had run out, it just so happened that I hadn't fought with those white dragons for a long time, the white dragons didn't have to fight, and it was not bad to fight the black dragons in the swamp." ”

"Clansmen, there are dragons fighting with us again."

Heb Frost took out the fifteen-meter-long giant axe he was carrying behind his back and roared angrily at his people.

The surging battle intent, centered on him, spread rapidly to all sides, and endless frost also descended on the earth at this time.

"Fight! War! War! War! ”

Hundreds of frost giants roared in anger.

Heb Frost pointed his axe in the direction of the mountain, looking excited.

"Kill me!"

More than 300 frost giants drove away more than 10,000 frost monsters of all kinds, and the tide was generally slaughtering forward.

Two huge torrents, one on the mountain and one at the bottom of the mountain, simultaneously launched the most violent impact on each other.

High in the sky, Ace is as fast as lightning, and his wings like metal reflect the sunlight vividly under the sun.

Eliza and Elena followed closely behind, the eyes of the three dragons full of bloodlust.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"None of them will be left!"

The roar of the dragon rang out, and the whole world echoed with the roar of the dragon.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The dense dark creatures also erupted into the most excited roars at this time.

Man-demons, goblins, kobolds, harpies, black dwarves, night elves, trolls, boar men, centaurs, all kinds of dark races converged into a tsunami, and from a distance, the land within a radius of dozens of miles was shrouded in them, and it was impossible to see where their end was at a glance.

"Boom!"

The Warcraft torrent and the dark race torrent collided fiercely.

The frontmost fighters of the two were instantly knocked on their backs by the other party, and the two sides fought frantically together, you have me, I have you.

From time to time, various colors of magic shot at each other from the queue of opponents.

In a few moments, blood stained the ground red, and corpses piled up.

"Dragon, let's fight to the death, and don't stay in the air like a coward to shame your ancestors."

Heb Frost, the patriarch of the Frost Giant Tribe, with a fifteen-meter axe in his hand, and a twelve-meter-tall axe, rampage across the battlefield.

With a single axe, dozens of dark creatures were slashed to pieces.

Seeing that he couldn't find the figure of the dragon, he roared angrily.

"Reptiles on the ground, as you wish!"

Ace's six-meter-long body fell from the sky, like a meteor, and fell fiercely on the bodies of the two frost giants, trampling them into blood foam.

The blood-stained dragon wings opened, and the surging dragon might, with him as the center, fiercely suppressed on the battlefield.