This giant dragon is so powerful!

With a bang, the spiked mace weighing several tons hit the ground, creating a half-meter-deep depression.

Gray stared at each other with big copper bell eyes and the eldest brother, Deputy Commander Blin, looked at each other.

The troll, who was just over five meters tall, and the giant goblin, who was nearly four meters tall, were two muscular monsters standing in a stalemate. Opposite, across a small stream, the gnoll leader Brain and an army of monsters were also watching the show.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Gray said in an increasingly dangerous tone as he bulged his savage fat muscles.

"Not afraid." Deputy Commander Blin, the eldest brother, shook his head with a serious expression.

"I'm a master, very strong!" Gray gasped from his nostrils, his two pairs of fangs turned out, as if he was about to explode at any time.

Unexpectedly, the deputy commander of Big Goblin didn't care about it at all. He turned around and shouted 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 away in the direction they came in, very fast and hurriedly.

At this time, Deputy Commander Goblin turned around again, stood up on tiptoes and patted the somewhat dull-looking Commander Gray on the shoulder, and said in a natural tone,

"Commander, let's go back to eat quickly. Look, it's almost dark."

Gray:.(Clenches the spiked mace, then slowly relaxes, then tightens again)

Deputy Commander Brin noticed Gray's hesitation and added, "Commander Gray, the Queen will not blame you. If you don't believe me, just smell my scent carefully and look at the lines on my arms."

Gray lowered his head slightly and looked at the black line on the muscular arm of the deputy commander of the eldest goblin. The black line was composed of fine black scales and extended from the wrist to the arm.

As a dragon-born troll, how could Gray fail to recognize this familiar dragon-like characteristic? Generally, those with a slightly stronger dragon vein power will have the characteristics of dragon transformation. There are large black dragon scales on its back and chest.

only. Although there are some similarities between the dragon vein aura exuding from Gray's body and the dragon vein aura exuding from the elder Goblin Commander, they are essentially different and come from different black dragon masters.

"You mean?" Gray pointed at the deputy commander of Big Goblin, and then pointed at the yawning Blaine and other monster warriors across the stream, his expression gradually becoming enlightened.

"Yes, you are right. So, although our respective masters are different, we are actually brothers from the same camp. How bad is it to fight and kill? How is there any reason for one's own family to fight one's own family? "

Gray nodded thoughtfully, and then in a daze, he was pulled away by Deputy Commander Blin. Two muscular monsters, one tall and one short, were standing shoulder to shoulder, casting long shadows under the setting sun.

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Across the stream, Blaine waved his hand with a bored expression when he saw this.

"Let's go back~"

It brings an army of monsters here just for a show, and there's no way it can start a fight.

Of course, if the master troll leader is really out of his mind and cannot be persuaded, then he can still start a fight.

It's just a monster attack from two armies.

In this case, no matter how powerful the troll leader is, no matter how much he recovers from his injuries, he will probably die in the end.

It has no flying ability, no teleportation ability, and it is not fast. It is difficult to get out when it is surrounded by an army of monsters.

In fact, just the presence of Blaine, a fourteenth-level warg knight, together with five hundred intermediate warg knights, and the harassment of blood and energy from a distance can make Gray panic.

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

"You came back so soon? Did you bring the treasure back?" Lyanna asked in surprise and confusion.

Gray shrank a little under the shadow of the black dragon. He held it in for a while before saying,

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

The smile that had just risen on Lyanna Dragon's face gradually disappeared, and rage was brewing.

"Master, please listen to my explanation." Gray's forehead was sweating. The five-meter-tall muscular man acted like a child in front of the black dragon.

Lyanna looked at it coldly and said nothing.

"That's it, master. After I got your order, I led the army to the south of the wasteland, and then..." Gray described everything that happened this time. In fact, it felt quite aggrieved.

But facing two black dragons, one is its master and the other is the master's spouse, it will be difficult for it to deal with it, right?

Don't think it's really stupid. In the previous scene, if it didn't pretend to be stupid and actually started to act, could it come back intact?

Lyanna did not correct Gray's misunderstanding. The expression on her dragon's face changed many times, and her dragon's teeth grinded, looking hateful, but she finally gave up.

"get out."

Gray was granted amnesty and ran out of the dragon castle in a hurry.

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

"Don't go to the south of the wasteland. Take control of the territory you currently occupy first."

"As you command!"

Gray stopped and responded respectfully before walking out of the dragon castle gate.

After walking out of the Dragon Castle, Gray came to the small town next to the Dragon Castle. Noisy sounds came and he saw the brightly lit tavern next to it. The deputy commander of the big goblin was sitting inside, as well as some monster warriors. They were eating loudly. Drinking fragrant wine, biting into the barbecue in your hands, your wild laughter can spread up to a kilometer away.

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

The answer is of course: the door of the tavern is gone and turned into a huge hole.

If it weren't for the height of this tavern, which is about five or six meters high, then even the top would have been demolished by these muscular monsters.

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

With a bang, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the hole that was originally four meters high now became more than five meters high. The tavern room trembled slightly, but the quality was obviously still good, and there were no cracks in the wall.

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

Gray followed them and sat down on the ground. Before his butt could sit firmly, there was a wine barrel and a whole golden, crispy roasted lamb dripping with fat in his arms.

Half an hour later.

"Good brother, what's your name? I don't know your name yet." Gray drank a high degree of wine and hugged the deputy commander of the eldest brother Blin as he spoke.

"My name is Cuba." Cuba chuckled and drank wine furiously. The two big guys were drinking directly from wine barrels containing hundreds of kilograms as cups. The whole roasted lamb and pig were just like snacks. One bite is one third, and even the bones are given to you. Chew it and swallow it.

"Brother Cuba, you..." The high-end wine drinker drank too much. Although Gray was not drunk, he gradually let go of his arrogance and started chatting happily.

The two sides started chatting about the monsters they were hunting, to trivial matters about the tribe, and finally talked about the things they were most proud of.

"Brother Gray, do you know that the great Black Dragon King rewarded me with a halfling spellcaster slave before? You don't know, that one with thin skin and tender flesh, tsk tsk." Cuba squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. What, started to giggle.

Gray was immediately attracted by this topic.

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

After chatting deeply about this issue, Gray's eyes grew wider and wider.

That halfling spellcaster slave or an eighth-level spellcaster?

Spell casters of this level are far behind senior warriors in terms of strength, but in terms of status, they are not much different from ordinary senior warriors.

Although Gray has never been to the human country, he will encounter adventurers from time to time in the Dark Forest. Sometimes when he is bored, he will learn information about the outside world through the mouths of these adventurers, so he still has a basic outline of the outside world. of.

An eighth-level halfling spellcaster slave might not even be able to enjoy the benefits of a human earl.

but

"Halflings, I remember, are all dwarfs, right? How can two of you fight with your size?" Gray scratched his head, expressing that he didn't quite understand.

It imagined the scene in its mind, a muscular monster nearly four meters tall, fighting with a halfling who was less than 1.23 meters tall.

"You don't understand this, spell casters, you know, spell casters. They know many magical spells, such as growing bigger and so on." Cuba chuckled, a little wretchedly.

Gray was dumbfounded, good guy, is this what the caster does?

But soon it had a new question. The halfling spellcaster could cast spells, so why didn't he resist? Why don't you run away?

Based on this period of fighting together, Gray observed that Cuba has obviously not yet reached the advanced level, but his strength is not weak. He should be able to persist for a short time in front of the first-time high-level professionals, and maybe he will be able to become a high-level professional soon. .

But after all, he has not yet become a high-level professional. Faced with an eighth-level spellcaster who has relaxed his restrictions, and we are still fighting together, aren't we afraid that our heads will fall off during the fight?

Faced with this problem, Cuba shook his head with a proud look on his face.

"This is called conquest. After three years of development and education, it should be called this word, right? I heard this from our leader Shiji. He said that this is how the Black Dragon King made those dragon-born maids obedient. .Now Ryze listens to me very much. By the way, Ryze is his name. In the past, when I came home from hunting, Ryze would even cook for me. It’s a pity.”

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that Ritz is a man and can't have children, alas." Cuba was a little regretful, but its regret did not last long and it quickly cheered up again.

"But Ritz said that there is a spell called 'Gender Transformation' among the spells. As long as you learn this spell, you can change your gender and have children." Cuba looked forward to it.

Gray was silent.

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

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

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

As the leader of the tribe, it is powerful. Isn’t it easy to want a woman?

The female troll in the tribe stood and let him pick as he pleased!

But when I think of those dirty and smelly female trolls in the tribe, although there are also beautiful female trolls, when I think of halflings, humans and humanoid monsters with thin skin and tender flesh, they often have two sets of aesthetics, one is their own. In terms of race, humans think female trolls are uniformly ugly, but in the eyes of trolls, there are also beautiful women 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 tauren and other races.

But in terms of aesthetics, the dragon has to be the strongest. They feel beauty and ugliness in all living things.

A group of muscle monsters chatted and spanked, but they made the tavern owner and waiter miserable.

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

"These monsters are so good at drinking." The tavern owner stood in the basement, looking at the wine that was missing half of the wine, and his heart was bleeding.

Those barbecued meats were okay, they were all caught from the farms of the town's nobles, not the tavern owner.

The tavern owner's face was livid, and his fists were clenched and relaxed. He was also a retired adventurer himself, not weak in strength, and an intermediate professional. If he resisted, he thought of the terrifying and suffocating group of people in the tavern. The muscle monster thought about the corpses of the professionals who had resisted in the past few days piled up in the square, and the anger in his heart finally subsided.

"Alas." The tavern owner shook his head and chose to give up the struggle.

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

The northern part of the wasteland was occupied by centaurs, and these centaurs also gathered a large army, preparing to seize the southern border city of the Albit Kingdom. In the face of the threat of centaurs, although the kingdom's reaction was slower, because of the wilderness plains as a buffer zone, it bought time for the kingdom's side. A large army quickly gathered at the border giant city 'Portman', and with the centaurs The army of men and horses are confronting each other, the atmosphere is tense, and a large-scale war conflict may occur at any time.

The central part of the wasteland is occupied by the Queen of Darkness, Lyanna, who claims to be a nation and is known as the Nest of Darkness. The land area is about 200,000 square kilometers, and it rules hundreds of thousands of humans and tens of thousands of monsters.

As the reputation of the Queen of Darkness spread, monsters in the corners of the wasteland that had previously avoided humans gathered excitedly towards the Nest of Darkness, intending to seek refuge in the Nest of Darkness and build a kingdom of monsters together.

The southern part of the wasteland is occupied by the dragon nest monsters under Oudi. Of course, this is secretly, but on the surface it is ruled by the Siglind family.

This news also made the Redbud Archduke of the Kass Principality extremely furious. After receiving the news, he sent out the recently replenished Redbud Knights and an army of 30,000 troops overnight to go north to annihilate the rebellious Sieglinde family.

But in fact, although the Redthorn Knights and the 30,000-strong army came to the border, they had no intention of launching an attack on the Sieglinde family. Instead, Chen Bing remained motionless in the border city of Visalia.

For this, the Sieglinde family is somewhat fortunate.

If the Duke of Kas really comes over, regardless of victory or defeat, it is certain that their family's strength will suffer heavy losses.

In terms of mid-range combat power, the Siglinde family will not be afraid of the Kas Principality. After all, the family plus the monster warriors from Dragon Nest can directly crush the Kas Principality in terms of mid-range combat power.

But in terms of high-end combat power, if the Principality of Kas sends a master-level professional, it will make the Sieglinde family uncomfortable.

And if the Grand Duke of Bauhinia goes out to fight in person, then only the master can fight against it. As for the master taking action personally, the Siglinde family did not hold out hope.

After so many years of contact, they have long understood the character of the Black Dragon King. He is very stubborn and does not care much about the casualties of his subordinates.

"The reason why Grand Duke Bauhinia did not attack us should be for the purpose of making the Nest of Darkness and our Siglinde family fight, and to reap the maximum benefits."

In the southern part of the wasteland, in the Witte Castle outside the town of Prolos, Roy and a group of family executives were analyzing the current situation.