The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

Just when David was flying through the clouds like a second-generation Ju87 Stuka dive bomber towards his favorite battlefield.

On the west coast of Seorus, a unique tug-of-war is taking place.

Or rather than calling it sawing, it would be more accurate to describe it as pulling.

Because at this moment, the 'three parties' have no intention of fighting each other:

The barbarians who arrived in the New World for the first time were busy robbing money, and just wanted to make a big profit before the main elves came.

The white dragon cruising in the sky was also afraid of the two whaling crossbows on the stranded ship. As long as he could get a share of the profits, he didn't have to fight the elves desperately.

As for the group of high elves led by Evgeni, they wanted to kill some barbarians to gain military exploits.

But that white dragon kept harassing me.

The whole scene turned out to be a messy war of aggression that was most unlike a war in history.

Ever since the elves led by Siatt intervened, the three parties had been pulling back and forth for more than an hour, but not a few people had died.

If David saw this, he would probably scold these elves for being cowardless and laugh at the barbarians for their lack of courage.

"Zenasanya! With that white dragon blocking us, we can't get close to those barbarians at all. Aren't we saying that white dragons are generally as stupid as beasts? I think this white dragon is quite insidious!"

The mixed-blood drow Ariana withdrew somewhat embarrassedly, complaining disgraced to Siatt, the real power holder who was the 'commander's bodyguard'.

Ever since he heard that his dragon master was on his way over, this drow who had recently surrendered from the Underdark Region was as excited as he could be. He wanted to take the cannon fodder of the high elves to achieve some good results.

However, that damn white dragon has been hovering in the sky, constantly stirring up biting cold winds through its wings and even her spell-like ability [Wind Creation Technique]. Coupled with the interference of [Cloud Mist Technique] from time to time, even the clouds and mist come out from behind from time to time. A burst of insidious and deadly ice picks, after repelling several attacks organized by Ariana of the high elf 'remnants of the Seventh Navy', this group of elf troops who originally had high morale had to be restrained.

There was no way. Although they who had just 'escaped' from the Old Continent were in urgent need of military exploits to prove their worth, they had survived in the desolate and barren land of the Old Continent for more than three years and finally survived, watching the pain and suffering. After finally returning to the elf's hometown, he was about to die in battle at his doorstep.

How frustrating it must be!

You deserve it!

Anyway, their newly elected temporary commander ‘Evgeny’ said:

Just contain those barbarians.

As long as they persist until the navy or garrison corps arrives, they will be heroes!

And this is actually what Siatt meant. This drow standing under the rock shelter with his slender waist in his waist, now has no trace of the panic and anxiety that he had when he was on the phone with David before. Ariana, seeing that there were no other elves around, Shi Shiran said:

"After all, he is still an adult white dragon. No matter how slow his development in that bitter cold place is, his brain should be fully developed, right? And you have to allow some exceptions, right?

"You see, Mephile in our camp is quite smart. My brother always praises him when he sees me, and he is ready to accept him as his godson."

"Huh?" Ariana didn't know what to say for a moment. She just knew that it was a male drow. Otherwise, if it were a drow, she would have to turn it up and down in her head. Is this relationship serious?

I heard Siatt suddenly say in surprise:

"Hey, wait a minute, this white dragon has a scar on its butt. Why does this dragon look familiar to me? Could it be the one I took out of the dragon's nest back then?

"Zenasanya, maybe it's really possible. You stay away from me. If she recognizes you, you'll be in trouble."

"." Ariana was convinced by all the drow, how could she meet a familiar dragon?

No, didn't you go to steal dragon eggs? How could he still leave a mark on that female dragon's butt?

And how many dragons' lairs had Siatt, the drow, taken out in the past?

Not to mention, with Bailong's IQ, I'm afraid not many normal people can guess what kind of reaction he would have if he suddenly bumped into the thief who stole the child.

And just when Ariana was silenced by Siatt, the drow eldest sister.

On the other side, the barbarians who occupied the temple of the Wild Elf and the God of the Woodland had moved almost all the temple property, but several barbarian chiefs started to argue over the group of priests squatting and shivering in the corner.

When King Gilal heard that these idiots were actually arguing about whether to take these priest elves back to the old continent, he immediately became angry and growled at this group of chiefs who had no basic common sense:

"This is a temple! The temple of the God of the Woodland! Why did you kidnap those priest elves back? Do you want to incur the curse of the gods?"

Originally, he was hesitant or even refused whether to plunder the temple.

However, the place where they landed was too remote. There was only a village nearby. How many valuables could there be?

The movements of the elves were much more agile than theirs. As soon as they landed, they all ran away after hearing the news, and not a single prisoner was captured.

So this group of barbarians who were going crazy from poverty set their greedy eyes on the temple standing on the mountain.

But after receiving no response after praying to the God of War, these barbarians felt that God acquiesced in their move to plunder the temple.

And there is so much money in the temple!

Piles of various gold and silver jewelry and even magic items simply dazzled the eyes of these barbarians.

Once the desire in his heart was aroused, it became out of control. A chief with bloodshot eyes licked his tongue and said:

"I just prayed to my God, and my God did not refuse to take them back as slaves."

A flower-like high elf slave brought back to the Old World could be exchanged for a dozen strong slaves or a whole column of cattle and sheep from other tribes.

As for male elves?

Maybe the selling price can be higher.

"." King Gilar suddenly wanted to kill someone.

But what also puzzled him was why their openly provocative act of looting the temple did not attract any "wrath or curse from the gods."

Could it be that the God of War they believe in is so powerful that even an Elf God dares not show his face?

It shouldn’t be!

As far as he knew, the elven pantheon also had a powerful main god, Corellon.

King Gilal is a smarter barbarian, but he is limited by his cognition and vision and cannot understand the current situation.

Just when he wanted to rely on his modest majesty and the threat that could come at any time to restrain these greedy guys to stop, carry the belongings and leave, he suddenly heard bursts of whistling sounds like buzzing.

Just as the greedy barbarians looked at each other, the voice of the female white dragon came from outside the temple:

“Giral, it seems that a nosy dragon has arrived, a silver baby dragon at that.

"I think you should consider retreating. After all, I can't kill him directly.

"Besides, the little one is here, and the big one is not far away. This is the last time I will help you on this trip.

"Remember to prepare my share, I will get it on the return voyage."

Girard, who got the steps, immediately ordered:

"Pack your bags and evacuate immediately! The harvest from this robbery is enough for us to spend a nourishing winter."

Following Girard's lead, a group of barbarians immediately filed out of the temple carrying loads of goods and ran towards the coast.

Almost as soon as it showed its head, arrows from the hundred or so ‘Elf Navy’ came like rain.

"Raise your shield!" Girard shouted.

But with such intensive projectiles, even if they raised their bucklers, many people were still hit by arrows and groaned, but they continued to move forward like thick-skinned bears. Only a few unlucky ones were shot in the vitals. Fall down.

Most of the barbarians behind him would only carry those who could be saved after checking their injuries, but those who were fatally injured would directly kill them on the spot and then take away their belongings.

In this way, it can be regarded as sending the compatriots who died in the war to ‘ascend to the Kingdom of God’.

But before they could run very far, the screams that were always buzzing in the low air became louder and louder.

At the same time, I also wondered why the elves’ arrow rain stopped?

King Gilal turned his head and saw the group of high elves fleeing the coast faster than the charge.

"." Gilard suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Just when some barbarians were still laughing at these elves for being as timid as mice.

I heard the white dragon flying in mid-air cursing as if talking to itself:

"Damn, there's something wrong with the speed of this silver dragon. Why is it so fast! Aren't you afraid of falling to death?"

A large amount of water mist immediately condensed in front of him, condensing into fist-sized 'hail' and throwing it towards the swooping 'silver dragon', trying to drive away this silver baby dragon that was overflowing with 'justice'.

High in the sky, looking at the white dragon's broken ice that exploded like a broadsword mine.

David immediately knew that the other party was afraid of him because he was a silver baby dragon.

If he had appeared with a layer of red skin, it would probably not be hail but an ice cone that was more threatening.

But there was an excited smile in his eyes, and he was not as cautious as he was when facing the young silver dragon Salena.

Although there is an adult dragon in front of me, it is actually a white dragon.

White dragon?

Then you are afraid of Der!

That's it?