The Dragon That Devoured the World: Begins with Rebirth as a Black Dragon

"Shadar, go find me a few spellcasters from your tribe. I want to do an experiment!" Sarron said as he looked at Shadar in a daze.

"Master, your majestic figure is simply incomparable. I can no longer express my admiration for you in words!" Shadar bowed and said.

Sarron was happy. This guy was so good at talking, and he spoke so nicely!

Well, not bad!

"Go find a spellcaster!" Sarron was rarely kind.

This dragon fart was really comfortable.

"Yes, my master!"

Shadar ran to find the female troll. He really couldn't understand why Lord Sarron could change so much in half a day.

Is this a real dragon?

If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it. Anyway, he would just be loyal to him in the future.

With the cooperation of several female trolls from the forest troll clan, Sarron also had a better understanding of the wild scream.

When he launches the Wild Scream, the sound waves will spread to the surrounding area and interrupt all spellcasting.

But the specific range depends on his own endurance.

He can now use the Wild Scream to directly interrupt the enemy's spellcasting within a range of 150 meters.

But the price is that his throat must rest for a while, or use the Carnivore talent to recover.

But if the range is fixed at about 50 meters, it can be used many times.

When the number of his feast levels reaches a higher level in the future, the range will gradually increase.

Saron nodded with satisfaction, which is not bad!

"You go down and rest!" Saron said, looking at the tired look of the three female trolls on the side.

"Yes, master!"

The three female trolls wiped the sweat and left here quickly.

"Shadar! Take the goblin leader Vickers to see our iron ore veins!" Saron said.

It feels so wonderful to watch yourself getting stronger again and again.

"Yes, my master!" Saron said excitedly.

"It's bad, Chief Shadar, those orcs are coming!"

At this time, a troll warrior ran over in a panic.

He looked at Saron with awe and saluted.

"What? Those damn orcs dared to take the initiative to provoke us!" Shadar was furious when he heard this.

It has always been the trolls who took the initiative to provoke us, and this time the orcs took the initiative to provoke us.

They even came to our doorstep.

"Lord Saron, I will deal with those guys first!" Shadar saluted to Saron.

"Go, our iron ore vein is next to the orc tribe, and we will have to deal with them sooner or later!" Saron granted Shadar's request.

And he was quite curious about the orcs.

...

Outside the forest troll tribe.

Hundreds of humanoid creatures are waiting in full battle array.

"Cook, thank you Ironhoof Tribe for helping us this time!" A cat-eared girl said crisply.

"Don't be polite, Winnie. We orcs should unite together, otherwise we will be bullied to death by these guys sooner or later!" Cook said generously.

Cook is a tauren, with a pair of huge horns on his head, two strong hooves under his feet, and a cow tail swinging back and forth behind him.

"They are coming!" Winnie looked at the smoke billowing in the distance.

"Damn orcs, you found helpers!" Shadar said with one eye staring at Cook.

This guy is not an ordinary orc tribe, this is a bit troublesome.

"Shadar, we don't want to go to war with you, we just want to have a temporary habitat!" said the cat-eared girl Winnie.

"Humph! This sunset forest belongs to our forest trolls, don't even think about occupying it!" Shadar said without giving in.

"Shadar, I haven't seen you for a while and you have become one-eyed! Hahaha!" said the tauren Cook.

"For trolls, scars are honor. I lost an eye, but in exchange I gained the future of the tribe. You guys won't understand!" Shadar said proudly thinking of Sarron's majestic figure.

He now has the confidence to speak more firmly.

If the Iron Hoof Tribe and the Rose Tribe had joined forces before, he might have compromised.

"Shadar, it seems that you are ready!" Cook waved his hand and the Iron Hoof Tribe warriors around him took up their positions and prepared to attack.

Cook was more than two meters tall, no worse than Shadar.

Two thick white airs came out of his big nostrils.

"Cook, do you dare to fight me in a duel?" Shadar took out the huge bone stick behind him.

"Haha, you dare to be so arrogant with only one eye!" Cook took down his double-edged axe from behind without fear.

Shadar's one eye showed solemnity.

He seemedI don't care about Cook, but in fact only he knows how difficult this guy is.

His strength is not weaker than his own, and his cowhide defense is equally strong.

Moreover, the Tauren tribe has a very powerful talent, that is, the iron hoof trampling!

It can cause large-scale damage, especially the destruction of cities and strongholds.

This talent is very terrible in large-scale wars. When humans and orcs went to war before, human cities were basically useless when they met Tauren warriors.

Not to mention that there are dozens of elite Tauren warriors here.

If they use the iron hoof trampling together, then the troll warriors on his side will be fine, but the old, weak, women and children will definitely suffer heavy losses.

That's why he provoked him and asked him to fight one-on-one.

"Shadar, you only have one eye, I'll let you take action first!" Cook said confidently.

"You asked for it!" Shadar was not polite.

He used a strong force to hit Cook with a bone stick.

Cook used a giant axe to block Shadar's bone stick.

Boom~

Cook was knocked back four or five steps by Shadar.

"Shadar, your strength has increased again!"

The fighting styles of the two were very similar, so they fought head-on and the battle was extremely fierce.

There was nothing fancy, just the most primitive collision of power.

After splitting Shadar with an axe again, Cook moved his ankle.

"It seems that we have to get serious!"

Shadar said without showing any weakness: "Come on!"

In fact, he didn't think he could win in his heart.

Fortunately, he has been adapting to fighting with one eye in the past few days, otherwise he would have lost just now.

"Iron hoof trample!"

Cook's right hoof stomped hard on the ground.

Boom~

Visible ripples appeared on the ground and attacked Shadar.

Shadar knew the trick of the Minotaur tribe, so he jumped up in advance.

But Cook didn't care.

"Double iron hoofs trample!"

His left hoof also stepped down heavily, and suddenly a stronger force than before was transmitted along the ground to Shadar who had just landed.

Puff~

Shadar was hit hard and fell to the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood.

"Shadar, you lost!" Cook said lightly.

"I lost!" Shadar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Winnie and Cook smiled at each other, it seemed that the goal could be achieved.

"But you still can't get the right to live in Sunset Forest!" Shadar continued.

"You want to regret it?" Cook's eyes became dangerous.

Just when the atmosphere was deadlocked, a deep voice came out.

"Because he has no disposal power!"