The fiery sun shone softly on the decaying ground of the forest, passing through the cascading branches and foliage of the trees. Let this terrifying region be less cold and more rare. All the demonic beasts are seizing the time to enjoy this little time, so that the slaughterhouse where the weak and the strong eat the strong are staged all the time, and it is rare to be peaceful.

All the steel dragons, a dark cloud pressed by black, lay in front of Lei Wente, their eyes were full of dazzling pitch black, and the rare soft space around them was dimmed.

Poof, another mouthful of blood spit out, and Lei Wente's face looked even paler, and he couldn't even hide the red blood all over his body, as if he was hanging on to the last mouthful, barely struggling. He didn't run, he couldn't run with this kind of body, and even if the steel dragon ran on the ground, the speed of a magic guide car running at full speed could catch up, which was four to five times the speed of manpower, and if he was victorious, he might still be able to escape a little bit of life according to the terrain, but it was obviously not now.

Sometimes accepting fate is also a good quality, the pupils darkened, the stomach was tired of rolling, and I couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood. The air was filled with mixed saltiness, and the steel dragons were agitated.

Audrey quietly shrank on a big tree behind her, not daring to move, she was not discovered by the steel dragons, because she had a hidden aura magic equipment given by the teacher. Looking at the group of dragons gradually approaching Thunder Lot, Audrey's eyes were extremely complicated, with disappointment, worry, and a little indescribable happiness, and finally stayed quietly on the tree, without making any extra movements.

A steel dragon led by him had already walked in front of Thunder Lot, and the half-man's head was so low that his blood-covered body sniffed lightly, and the dragons roared one after another.

Eventually, the leader of the steel dragon let out a piercing roar, then contracted his limbs and surrendered in the most sincere posture, the dragon's head resting gently between his claws, less restless, and more docile. The surrender of the first dragon was like lighting a fuse, and the steel dragons behind him did not hesitate, kneeling down one after another, just like a human being meeting the highest emperor, and the gentle roar converged into a roar that shook the sky. The black tide of a dark cloud undulates like a tide, and the outstretched wings reflect the darkness into a steely white.

This kind of scene is almost challenging the limit of what people can bear, Lei Pattern was stunned, and then opened his mouth violently, and laughed nervously, the laughter became louder and louder, mixed with the blood spit out from time to time gradually overwhelmed the dragon's roar and penetrated the sky.

The white clouds overhead converged, twisted, devoured, and became deeper and deeper the more they gathered. Completely obscuring the sky and light overhead, flawless snow white, low pitch black, and only the crazy and wanton laughter of Thunder Pattern was left under the strong contrast.

The transformation of life and death, success and failure is as complete as this, and Audrey behind her is still in the shock of the amazing scene just now, and she can't come back to her senses for a long time. Until the steel dragon led by the head carried the body of Lei Wente with his head and roared away with the dragons, she still just stopped in place, regretting it again, or the fear that arose, who can say clearly.

More than 3,000 steel dragon clans are rampant in the Warcraft Forest, although they are not completely invincible, but no Warcraft is willing to easily provoke this level of gathering Warcraft, and the carapace of the steel dragon's whole body is too hard to have any edible value, and high-level Warcraft will naturally not do such a thankless thing.

Along the way, the steel dragon group rushed to the front of the protective barrier without any danger, and the trees on the way were all broken bones, due to instinctive fear, all the dragons stopped at the edge of the barrier, and there were demonic beasts around them who roared in dissatisfaction with warning, obviously very dissatisfied with this sudden tribe wreaking havoc in the territory, but they didn't attack when they were still scared.

The threat before and after made the steel dragon restless, Lei Wente endured the pain all over his body, half stood up from the top of the head of the first dragon, and invaded the dragon brain under him with weak mental ripples, along the way it did not dare to have any resistance, knowing that Lei Wente ordered it to lead the dragon group into the enchantment, only to roar smoothly, and take the lead into the master's territory.

Suddenly, a group of ferocious dragons rushed into the enchantment, obviously all the mercenaries were shocked into a cold sweat, but many days of life and death training allowed them to quickly and methodically set up the formation to meet the attack, from the moment they held the weapon, there was less panic, less fear, just a simple tragic momentum poured out from the opposite team, and the steel dragons were suffocated.

The steel dragon led by the leader suddenly let out a dissatisfied roar, and the dragons behind him responded to the harmony one after another, and their eyes gradually turned to fierceness, obviously to teach this group of insects who dared to challenge the majesty of the race a lesson in destruction.

At this time, Thunder Pattern staggered up from the dragon's head and stomped his feet on the hard carapace, and suddenly the dragon below first quieted down.

Clearing his blood-stained hoarse throat, Lei Wente said lightly.

"Why, a few magic hours have passed, are you trying to rebel?"

"Commander?"

"Your Excellency?"

The moment the mercenary team saw Lei Wente standing up from the dragon's head, they each exclaimed, although the other party was covered with miserable wounds all over his body, and his blood-stained appearance was not clear, but his body and temperament had been imprinted in the hearts of all the team members, and they recognized it at a glance.

That's why it's so incredible that the head of the regiment is standing at the head of a group of dragons that look fierce and violent. You must know that the proud dragons are the most unbearable to endure blasphemy and insults, and they must voluntarily let humans stand on their heads, unless they surrender completely to their bodies and minds. Even the Spartan secret dragoons only regard the dragon knight as a close partner, and it is already the biggest concession to be able to ride on the other party's back.

What's more, although the number of Sparta's dragoons is as high as 100,000, they are only five-level bipedal wyverns, and the group of things on the opposite side already don't know how many levels of fierceness they have just by their appearance. There were already well-informed people in the team who began to exclaim.

"Steel Dragon! It's the Resas Steel Dragon! ”

"The top level can reach the ninth level of demonic beasts, and the average is also the top tribe of the eighth level of the continent, and among the high-level wurm, they are the only ones who like to live in groups."

"Oh my God, I must have dreamed, you hit me."

"Smack."

Apparently a very kind person responded to the other party's request.

"Damn, why are you beating people!"

"Didn't you ask me to hit it?"

"I'll let you fight, I'll let you die, why don't you go."

Suddenly, the two men scuffled. The team, which had been neatly organized, suddenly mixed together like a group of hooligans, screaming and scolding into a heap.

Lei Wente, who was still very satisfied with his team's calm resistance in the face of the fierce dragons, was almost angry and spat out blood again, hoarsely throated, and shouted violently.

"Stand up for me!"

The dragons beneath it let out a coordinated roar, and the chaotic scene fell silent.

"Yo, my best friend, you really succeeded, uncle, I already knew that if it was you, you would have to come in three, five, two, and pinch it, what kind of dragon clan must be crushed under your hands, and in the blink of an eye, you will bow down under your domineering spirit, come, uncle has already prepared a celebration banquet for you, let's celebrate together."

The unscrupulous old man didn't know where he came from, and when he opened his mouth, his mouth was full of horses, obviously covering up his actions just now. But what kind of person is Lei Wente, if you have kindness, you will be as kind as a friend, but if you have a grudge, you will definitely be revenged, and the small-minded person is almost the same as a needle.

waved his hand lightly and spit out a command coldly.

"Get him."

The leader of the steel dragon under him suddenly let out a fierce roar, and the armored car rushed over, and threw his tail at Shawshank's body fiercely, and the old man let out a half-suppressed scream, and disappeared directly in place, only to hear a faint collision in the distance.

Sitting on the faucet again, panting heavily, obviously a large amount of blood loss had made his physical strength to the limit, and his eyes were blackened from time to time. At the moment when the old man came into contact with the attack just now, the teleportation rune had already lit up on his body, and the things behind him were naturally a show to make him angry, and Lei Wente was too lazy to care, and ordered the dragon under him to let him go, and gave Don Quixote a look in Vivien's exclamation, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

The dragons behind him rose and fell, although they quieted down amid the roar of the first dragon, and walked to a corner of the enchantment to continue their sunbathing.

The next morning, with a glimmer of sunlight streaming in, Lei Pattern slowly opened his eyes. Vivien was sitting quietly with her legs crossed, her little head drooping, and she looked like she was asleep. The misty sunlight enveloped her body with a layer of psychedelic aura, and at this moment the little girl was like a goddess of dawn, and her elegant sleeping face was filled with the purity that the turbid world should not have.

There was a little tenderness in the corners of his eyes, and he sat down quietly, and the cuffs on his body were densely bandaged, making his whole person like a mummy, and his technique was not good, even a little rough, with a connected edge and even a ridiculous bow.

But the smile on the corner of Rewente's mouth was even thicker, and he squinted his eyes faintly, looking at the fragments of sunlight outside the cave, and always felt that they drew a vague shadow, the real goddess who had always been by his side. Although she basically doesn't have a good impression of herself.

Gently out of the cave, there was a burst of training shouts outside, and each member of the group was extremely hot, although at the last moment Don Quixote didn't say much according to Lei Wente's eyes, but the head of the regiment tamed so many fierce dragons, and the strong skills naturally don't say much, but the meaning of this representation can make them fully use their imagination, and their faces are flushed with excitement, and they are nothing more than crazy potions.

The dragoons are the pinnacle at the top of the continent, and they represent the glory and strength of the sky everywhere, so naturally they can't help but be excited.

The moment they saw Lei Wente, all the people's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the group of lazy dragons also stood up with a snort, revealing a fierce posture in the sun, the eyes of all people, the sun shrouded in all people, and the breeze blowing, at this moment, under the psychedelic aura, Lei Wente is the only king.