The Iron Mecha Dragon has few friends

Chapter 54 Even if you are an enemy of elves

Grom narrated with hatred, how the evil dragon drove the dog-legged gnolls to wantonly mutilate innocent hobgoblins.

But the black-haired elves didn't care about how many of their compatriots died, and just said coldly and annoyedly: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense! If you want to kill that dragon, tell me his specific information."

"What kind of dragon is he? What spells does he know? Where is his dragon lair!"

"I don't care how many of your short-lived compatriots die, I just want information about the dragon!"

The attitude of the black-haired elf was like scolding a blind wild dog, and Grom gritted his teeth angrily.

Does this bastard elf regard this place as their territory!

Uh, it seems that the entire Premilin is their territory.

That's fine.

"Yes, yes, that's what you said."

Grom lowered his head, his voice more humble.

"I heard from the surviving hobgoblins of the tribe that the giant dragon can breathe fire! And it can kill our soldiers with spells from hundreds of meters away!"

"Fire-breathing, what color is he?"

"Silver gray, he looks like a metal monster."

"A silver-gray metal dragon that breathes fire."

The attitude of the black-haired elf was a little better: "This news is interesting, what else? Where is the dragon's lair for that giant dragon?"

Grom was very embarrassed, and could only answer in an uncertain tone, "He didn't recruit slaves from us, maybe only those damn wolves know where his dragon lair is."

"waste!"

The black-haired elf scolded unceremoniously in a cold voice: "I don't even have the qualifications to be captured by a giant dragon as a slave! What use are you for?"

Grom clenched his fists tightly, but bent even lower.

"I'm very sorry! I have caused you trouble! We will definitely find a way to find out the location of the dragon's nest!"

"What can you guys think of?" The black-haired elf sneered disdainfully. After a short silence, she suddenly asked, "Since it wasn't to capture slaves, why did that giant dragon attack you?"

"Maybe it's for the metal ore," Grom replied hastily. "The giant dragon snatched all our ore and metal, and asked us to offer him a batch of ore every month."

"Very good, from now on, you will redouble your efforts to deliver ore to that giant dragon, and find a way to become his confidant. Do you understand?"

"This,"

Grom stared at the black-haired elf dumbfounded. Although her proposal seemed reasonable, why did she always feel that something was wrong?
"Give more ore to the dragon, won't this make his lackeys stronger?"

he asked cautiously.

"Don't speculate about elves with your narrow vision, ephemeral."

The black-haired elf sneered proudly: "So what if the wolf man is armed? Our spells can even cover the stars! As long as we find the location of the dragon's lair, he will surely die!"

"However, we already have a lot of ore to hand in..."

"Aren't you still alive?"

The black-haired elf directly interrupted Grom's words, and ordered decisively: "Even if you are all exhausted, you must find out where the dragon's lair is!"

"Aren't there a lot of you? Go mine for me!"

"So, after the dragon is slain, I can allow your tribe to live in the jungle."

"Remember, even though the Premi Forest is vast, there isn't even an inch of jungle left for waste to survive."

After she finished speaking, she transformed into an eagle without even looking at Grom, and flew into the jungle.

After the elf left, the hobgoblins gathered around and looked at Grom eagerly.

"Centurion, what does the elf mean?"

"Will she help us fight the dragon?"

Grom raised his head, eyes like knives, and slowly glanced at the hobgoblins with different expressions. After a short silence, he said: "The elves promised me that as long as the dragon is eliminated, we can continue to live in this land." jungle!"

"Great!"

"Long live the centurion!"

"Avenge the dead children!"

"Let the damn dragon go to hell!"

The hobgoblins cheered excitedly, and Grom said again: "If we want to kill the flying dragon, we must help the elves find the dragon's lair, and destroy that damned beast in his lair!"

"But now that giant dragon doesn't trust us at all, in order to cheat his trust, every hobgoblin has to work hard to mine!"

"Don't be afraid of suffering! Don't be afraid of being tired!"

"Every piece of ore we dig out will form a tomb for the dragon!"

"Long live the elves!"

"Long live the elves!!!"

In the dark jungle, two dragon sisters who had returned to their catgirl forms were laughing and laughing.

"Hahahaha, Dragon, you are so bad!"

Nesario cheered happily, "Every piece of ore we dig out will form a tomb for the dragon!"

"These idiots are really exhausting themselves to make money for you."

Nero couldn't help laughing, but considering the possibility, she reminded again, "Dragon, you have to be careful that they are really colluding with elves."

"Collude with elves? Are they worthy?"

Dragon sneered, "The elves don't even look down on dragons and humans, so how can they look at these ugly monsters?"

"What's more, there is blood feud between them."

"Blood feud?"

Nesario was a little puzzled, "Can't you? If there is really a grudge, those narrow-minded long ears wouldn't have killed them all long ago?"

"do not have it?"

Dragon's smile became more and more evil, "How could it not be? How many hobgoblins have I killed? How many hobgoblins have the elves killed in cleaning up again and again? They want to take revenge on me, so no hobgoblins want to kill me?" Revenge on the elves?"

"I don't think they have the courage to take revenge on the elves."

"Then let's give them courage."

"At that time, the great dragon will definitely help them regardless of the past."

"Even if it is an enemy of the elves, I will not hesitate!

"Until the blood of the last hobgoblin is shed, the combined Iron and Mechanical Dragon Legion will never give up on Premilin!"

The three young dragons looked at each other, and evil laughter rang out in the jungle again.

(End of this chapter)