With a bang, the spiked mace weighing several tons smashed into the ground, smashing a half-meter-deep depression.

Gray stared at Brass Bell with wide eyes, and Deputy Commander Goblin looked at each other.

The troll in his early five meters and the big brother Brin, who was nearly four meters tall, were in a stalemate. On the opposite side, across a small stream, the gnoll leader Brian and an army of monsters were also watching the show.

"You're not afraid of me?" Gray puffed out his savage fat muscles, and his tone became dangerous.

"Don't be afraid." Deputy Commander Goblin shook his head, his expression serious.

"I'm a master, very strong!" Gray gasped for air in his nostrils, and his two pairs of fangs turned out, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

Who knew that this deputy commander of Big Blin didn't bird it at all, turned around, and yelled directly at the monster army behind him,

"It's time, why don't you go home for dinner!"

A group of monster warriors roared, and ran in the direction they came and went, and the speed was fast, and they roared urgently.

At this time, Deputy Commander Goblin turned around again, stood on tiptoe and patted the shoulder of Commander Gray, who looked a little sluggish, and said in a natural tone,

"Commander, let's go back to dinner, you see it's getting dark."

Gray: (grips the spiked mace, slowly relaxes, and clenches)

Deputy Commander Gray saw Gray's hesitation and added, "Commander Gray, the Queen won't blame you, don't believe me, smell me carefully, and then look at the lines on my arms."

Gray lowered his head slightly, looking at the black line on the muscular arm of Deputy Commander Goblin, the black line was made up of thin black scales, extending from wrist to arm.

As a dragonborn troll, how could Gray not recognize this dragon-like trait that was too familiar to be more familiar? Generally, if the power of the dragon veins in the body is slightly stronger, there will be dragon characteristics. It has large black dragon scales on its back and chest.

Merely. Although there are some similarities between the dragon vein aura exuded by Gray's body and the dragon vein aura exuded by the Great Brotherblin Commander, they are not the same in essence, and they come from different black dragon masters.

"You mean," Gray pointed to Deputy Commander Goblin, and then to Bryan and the other monster warriors who were yawning across the stream, and his expression gradually changed.

"Yes, you're right, so although we have different masters, we are actually brothers in the same camp, so how bad is it to fight and kill? Where is the reason for one's own family to beat one's own family? ”

Gray nodded thoughtfully, and then in a daze, he was pulled away by Deputy Commander Goblin. Two muscular monsters, one tall and one short, hooked their shoulders and pulled out long shadows under the sunset

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Across the stream, Brian waved his hand boredly when he saw this scene,

"Let's go back~"

It led the monster army to come here, and it was a walk, and it couldn't fight.

Of course, if that master troll leader really had a bad brain, and couldn't persuade him, he could still fight.

It's just an army of monsters on both sides fighting it.

In this case, no matter how powerful the troll leader is, no matter how good he can recover from his injuries, it is estimated that he will not escape death in the end.

It has no ability to fly, no ability to teleport, and no speed type, so it is difficult to get out of the siege of the monster army.

Even, just the presence of Brian, a fourteenth-level wolf knight, and five hundred intermediate-level wolf knights, could make Gray scramble.

In the middle of the wasteland, the Dark Dragon Castle.

"Coming back so quickly? Did you bring back the treasure? Lyanna asked, surprised and confused.

Gray, who was shrouded in the shadow of the black dragon, cringed a little, and held back for a while before saying,

"Master, I didn't bring back the treasure."

The smile that had just risen on Lyanna Dragon's face faded away, and a furious mood was brewing.

"Master, listen to me." Gray was sweating on his forehead, and the muscular man who was more than five meters tall was like a child in front of the black dragon.

Lyanna looked at it coldly and did not speak.

"That's right, master, after I get your orders, I will lead a large army to the south of the wasteland, and then." Gray described everything that happened this time, and in fact, it also felt quite aggrieved.

But in the face of two black dragons, one is its own master, and the other is the master's spouse, it is difficult to be sandwiched in the middle, right?

Don't think it's stupid, the scene before, it didn't pretend to be stupid, if it really started to do it, could it come back completely?

Lyanna didn't correct Gray's misconceptions, her dragon face changed many times, and the dragon's teeth grinded, looking hateful, but eventually she was deflated.

"."

Gray was pardoned and ran out of the Dragon Castle.

As soon as it reached the gate of Dragon Castle, Lyanna's cold voice came from behind it,

"Don't go to the south of the wasteland, take control of the territory you occupy now."

"Yes!"

Gray paused and replied respectfully, before stepping out of the Dragonkeep gates.

After leaving the Dragon Castle, Gray came to the town next to the Dragon Castle, and the noisy sound came, and he saw that the tavern next to it was brightly lit, and the deputy commander of Goblin was sitting inside, and there were some monster warriors, who gulped down the mellow wine, biting the barbecue in their hands, and the wild laughter could be heard a kilometer away.

How did these big men get into the tavern, you ask?

The answer, of course, is that the door to the tavern is gone, and it has become a huge hole.

If it weren't for the fact that the height of this tavern was okay, five or six meters high, it was estimated that even the top would have to be demolished by these muscle monsters.

Gray paused, hesitated, and finally walked into the tavern.

With a bang, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the hole that was originally four meters high became more than five meters high, and the tavern house trembled slightly, but the quality was obviously good, and the wall did not even have cracks.

"Commander Gray? Come on, come on, come and drink and eat meat together! Deputy Commander Goblin's eyes lit up when he saw Gray, and he hurriedly beckoned him to sit down.

Gray sat down on the ground with them, and before his ass could sit down, there was an extra wine barrel and a whole golden, crispy, fat-dripping roast whole sheep in his arms.

Half an hour later.

"Good brother, what's your name? I don't know your name yet. Gray grunted with a high number of wines, and spoke with his arms around Deputy Commander Goblin.

"My name is Cuba." Cuba laughed and poured wine into it. The two big guys are directly holding the kind of wine barrel containing hundreds of kilograms as a cup to drink, and the whole roast whole sheep and roast whole pig are like eating snacks, one bite is one-third, and even the bones are chewed and swallowed into your stomach.

"Brother Cuba, you." Although Gray was not drunk, the shelves were gradually put down, and they chatted happily.

The two sides talked about the monsters they hunted to some trivial things in the tribe, and finally talked about the things they were most proud of.

"Brother Gray, did you know that the great Black Dragon King had previously rewarded me with a halfling spellcaster slave? You don't know, that thin skin and tender meat, tsk. Cuba squinted, not knowing what was in mind, and began to giggle.

Gray was immediately drawn to the topic.

As the master, the black dragon would even reward the servant with such a precious spellcaster slave? It's incredible.

After a deep conversation about this question, Gray's eyes widened.

Is that halfling spellcaster slave or an eighth-level spellcaster?

The caster of this level is much worse than a high-level warrior in terms of strength, but in terms of status, it is not too much different from an ordinary high-level warrior.

Although Gray has never been to the human realm, the Dark Forest encounters adventurers from time to time, and sometimes when it is bored, it will learn about the outside world through the mouths of these adventurers, so it still has a basic outline of the outside world.

The eighth-level halfling spellcaster slave is estimated to not even be able to enjoy the human earl.

But

"Halflings, I remember they're all dwarfs, right? How did the two of you fight? Gray scratched his head, not quite understanding.

It imagined the image in its own mind, a muscular monster nearly four meters tall, fighting with a halfling who was less than one meter and two or three.

"You don't understand that, spellcaster, you know, spellcaster. They, ah, there are a lot of magical spells, such as getting bigger or something" Cuba hehehe, a little obscene.

Gray was dumbfounded, good fellow, is that how the spellcaster uses it?

But soon it had a new question, the halfling spellcaster could cast spells, why didn't he resist? What if you don't run away?

According to this period of fighting, Gray observed, Cuba has obviously not broken through to the advanced level, but its strength is not weak, and it should be able to hold out for a while in front of the new advanced professionals, and it may not be long before they can become senior professionals.

But after all, he hasn't become a high-level professional yet, and in the face of the eighth-level spellcaster who has released the restrictions, he still fights together, aren't you afraid that your head will fall off while fighting?

Faced with this question, Cuba shook its head and looked proud,

"It's called conquest, and after three years of development and education, it should be called this word, right? This is what I heard from our Shiji leader, saying that this is how the Black Dragon King made those dragonborn maids obedient. Now Ruiz listens to me, by the way, Ruiz is his name, and when I come home from hunting, Ruiz will even cook for me, but it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that Ruiz is a man and can't have children, alas." Cuba had some regrets, but its regrets did not last long, and they were soon reinvigorated.

"But Ruiz said that there is a spell called 'Gender Transition' among the spells, and as long as you learn this spell, you can change your gender and have children." Cuba has anticipation in its eyes.

Gray was silent.

It feels that what it sees and knows today is much more wonderful than its life in the past few decades.

"Brother Gray, you don't have to be envious, now that we have come out of the dark forest and come to the human realm, are we still afraid that there will be no women?" Cuba saw that Gray was silent, and thought that he was in a low mood and missed a woman, so he hurriedly comforted him.

"I don't." Gray originally wanted to say that he was not envious, but he couldn't say anything.

As a tribal leader, it is powerful, and it is not easy to want a woman?

The female troll of the tribe stands and lets her pick whatever she wants!

It's just that when I think of those dirty and smelly female trolls in the tribe, although there are also female troll beauties, but then I think of halflings and humans with fine skin and tender flesh. There are often two sets of aesthetics of humanoid monsters, one is of their own race, humans think that female trolls are the same ugly, but in the eyes of trolls, there are also big beauties among female trolls.

The other set is for other humanoid races. For example, trolls can fully appreciate the beauty of humans, halflings, orcs, and even minotaurs.

But if it is in terms of aesthetics, it has to be the strongest dragon. They can feel both beautiful and ugly for all living beings.

A group of muscular monsters chatting and fart, but they hurt the tavern owner and waiter.

From the beginning to now, the cold sweat that broke out was enough to fill a wine bottle.

"These monsters are too good to drink," the tavern owner stood in the basement, looking at the lack of half of the wine, his heart dripping blood.

The barbecue was fine, it was all from the farms of the town's nobles, not the tavern owner.

The tavernkeeper's face was pale, and his fists were clenched and relaxed and clenched. He himself is also a retired adventurer, his strength is not weak, he is a mid-level professional, if he resists, he thinks of the terrifying and suffocating muscle monsters in the tavern, and thinks of the corpses of the rebellious professionals piled up in the square in the past few days, and the breath in his heart finally stopped.

"Ugh." The tavernkeeper shook his head, choosing to give up the struggle.

As time passed, the wilderness plains gradually calmed down, and the division of forces became clearer.

The northern part of the wasteland is occupied by centaurs, and the centaurs have gathered a large army to take the southern border city of the kingdom of Yarbit. In the face of the threat of the centaurs, although the kingdom side reacted a little slower, but because of the wilderness plains as a buffer zone, it bought time for the kingdom side, and a large army quickly gathered in the border giant city 'Portman' to confront the centaur army, the atmosphere was tense, and a large-scale war conflict would occur at any time.

In the middle of the wasteland, it is occupied by the Queen of Darkness, Lyanna, and calls itself a nation, known as the Nest of Darkness. It covers an area of about 200,000 square kilometers and is home to hundreds of thousands of humans and tens of thousands of monsters.

And as the reputation of the Queen of Darkness spread, the monsters in the corner of the wasteland who had originally avoided humans gathered excitedly to the Dark Lair, intending to take refuge in the Dark Lair and build a monster country together.

The southern part of the wasteland is occupied by the dragon's nest monsters under the command of Udi, of course, this is secretly, but on the surface it is ruled by the Silgrand family.

After receiving the news, he sent the Knights of Bauhinia and 30,000 troops to the north to exterminate the rebellious Hygrand family.

However, in fact, although the Knights of Bauhinia and the 30,000-strong army came to the border, they had no intention of attacking the Silgrand family at all, but Chen Bing remained immobile in the border city of 'Visalia'.

In this regard, the Silland family is somewhat glad.

If the Principality of Cass really kills, regardless of whether it wins or loses, it is certain that their family's strength will suffer heavy losses.

In terms of mid-range combat power, the Silland family will not be afraid of the Principality of Cass, after all, the family plus the monster warriors of the Dragon's Lair will directly crush the Principality of Cass in terms of mid-range combat power.

But in terms of high-end combat power, if the Duchy of Cass sends a master-level professional, it will make the Hygrand family uncomfortable.

And if the Grand Duke of Bauhinia personally goes out to fight, then only the master can fight it. And for letting the owner personally take this point. The Silverlanders were not hopeful.

After so many years of contact, they have long known the character of the Black Dragon King, and they are very reluctant, and they don't care much about the casualties of their dependents.

"The reason why Grand Duke Bauhinia doesn't attack us should be for the purpose of making the Nest of Darkness fight with our Silgrinder family, and to reap the best interests."

In the southern part of the wasteland, inside Witt Castle outside the town of GLP, Roy and a group of family executives analyzed the current situation.

(End of chapter)