Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges

Seeing that the commander began to return, Duolun also returned to the camp one step ahead.

In this way, Alton would go out every once in a while. As the highest leader of the tribe besides the clan leader, no one would ask him where he went.

But Doron tracked him each time and recorded where he went.

Alton's destination was different each time he went out, but Doron noticed some patterns as he jotted down the dots and placed them on a nearby map.

After connecting the connection points, it was obvious that there was a certain pattern among them. Duolun was shocked and decided to give this information to the clan leader.

As time continues to pass, the festival is about to begin, and their murder plan is about to begin.

……

As time reached a certain point, after most of the day's free activities, the dragon people began to gather towards the altar to welcome them to the Dragon God Festival, which takes place every ten years.

The old patriarch was dressed in costume.He was wearing a World of Warcraft fur coat, a huge gemstone shone on his chest, and in his hand was a delicate dragon-carved walking stick.

He slowly walked to the altar step by step, facing the crowd. The noisy voices below suddenly fell silent, and all the dragons calmed down and waited.

The old man in front of the altar looked around and slowly said:

"Today is the day when the ethnic group offers sacrifices to the Dragon God. Through these sacrifices, we will open the door to the kingdom of God, and through our faith, we will convey our highest respect to God..."

In the distance, Varna, Simaro, and Salia were watching from a distance.

"I seem to be seeing it up close!"

Salia's eyes shone, as if she wanted to get closer.Then Varna pulled her back.

Simaro let the wind carry the distant sounds, listening carefully while taking notes:

"Well, it is still a relatively primitive belief, with obvious characteristics of ancestor worship..."

"The teachings contain the fear and worship of reproduction, death, and harvest..."

"Well, the utilitarian aspect is unexpectedly heavy, and it seems a bit ungrateful...because the target is the 'Dragon God' and they are the 'Dragon People'."

Looking at Simalu who was listening with great interest, Varna looked very bored while looking at Salia.

She whispered:

"Elena and Hela don't know where they went. Naya went to rest with Hessen, and Aniya didn't know where she went either..."

"Why should I listen here? I'm not interested."

"Don't be noisy!"

Simalu on the side glared at her.

……

Away from the altar, Alton did not participate in the ceremony. He once again left the camp and went out.

Duolun is still hanging far behind.

But this time is different.

The clan leader and the dragon people who led both factions participated in the festival and it would not cause great turmoil; Alton went out alone and knew his destination; they had the help of the witch's foreign aid...

A break must be made.

Volume 176: [-]. Another person

Although the races living in the secret realm have long been accustomed to the deep night sky and bright starlight, the recent bloody sunset still makes Dolon particularly uncomfortable.

He had only heard about the outside scenery in books and legends.But now, unlike the bright and clear starlight, the huge sunset in the sky emits a strange dark red light, which is decayed and degenerate, giving people a cold feeling.

Many tribesmen have discussed this, and many believe it is a warning bell for the Dragon God to punish or even destroy the world.

However, with the invasion of the vampires, their aura similar to that of the fallen red sun immediately connected them.

Today's blood day seems to be particularly 'bright'.

In other words, the aura of depravity and coldness is getting stronger.

Duolun did not dare to look directly, but subconsciously did not pay attention to the sky. He tried to calm down his mood, but he was always surrounded by irritable and boiling feelings.

"It seems I'm still nervous..."

Based on his previous experiences, Doron hung the dragon leader Alton's rear from a distance. After fully falling to the clan leader, this was the first time that he made it clear that the enemy was the enemy, and that he had changed from the 'strong man' he once admired. Take action.

Alton headed towards his destination, and there was no change in the direction Doron expected, which made him feel a little relieved.

If something went wrong at this time, he could hardly imagine what would happen.

After Alton arrived at his destination, to his surprise, there was another Dragon Man waiting there.

"France?"

Doron, who was leaning in the grass in the distance, was a little surprised. Alton always traveled alone, and this was the first time there were other people around.But this doesn't seem surprising. France is Alton's deputy and also a dragon transcendent elder.

So, it doesn't seem surprising that he appears here.But, why does it appear at this time?

Duolun's eyes were very sensitive. He did not make any unnecessary moves for the time being and judged what the two people were talking about through the shape of their mouths.

Unexpectedly, Alton was even more shocked.

"Why are you here?"

Alton stared at the opponent unceremoniously, his thick hand already pressed on the hilt of the giant sword, as if he would draw the sword and cut the opponent in two at any time.

"Sir! Please listen to my difficulties."

When Frances saw the commander exuding murderous intent, he couldn't help but trembled and seemed very frightened. It was precisely because of his close relationship with the commander that he became more aware of the terrifying strength of the commander and his ruthlessness.

There is no doubt that if you can't answer it, you will really be killed.

The pale France took a deep breath and said:

"Sir! I am definitely not here to be your enemy."

"Oh, you think you're my match?"

Alton sarcastically said that he knew very well that his deputy was dishonest.In fact, it is not easy for dragon people to become transcendent elders.

"I know, sir, that you have made contact with the vampires..."

As France spoke, he carefully observed Alton's expression, fearing that he would suddenly attack him.

"You just said yes? What evidence do you have?"

However, Alton looked at him up and down, his expression indifferent with a hint of sneer, without any sign of being angry.

This made France a little at a loss, but he could only bite the bullet and said:

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, I mean - I am still willing to stand by your side, my lord, even if you cooperate with the vampires."

Humph--

Dolan in the distance couldn't help but snorted angrily. He couldn't wait to rush out and kill France now.

It's really a nest of snakes and rats... They are even capable of such things as betraying the clan.

In these short few months, in the process of fighting against the vampires and the monsters they controlled, how many tribesmen died, and how many territories and high-quality hunting grounds were lost——

But Doron's anger will not affect the other party.Frances expressed his loyalty under Alton's impatient gaze, and finally said carefully:

"I am willing to take refuge in the blood clan adults - as long as it can make me go further, I will do anything."

Frances is a very old dragon man. He is quite talented, but his strength has not grown much.

As his lifespan shortened, he began to panic and could no longer play the role of a noble and authoritative elder in the eyes of his tribe.

Becoming stronger and extending your life are more important than anything else!Facts have proved that no matter what contribution you make in the tribe, it is useless.And here in Alton, there might actually be a glimmer of hope.

"Even if you sacrifice your clan members?"

"Even if you sacrifice your clan members!"

"Okay, very good." Alton nodded with satisfaction and said encouragingly:

"There are many vampires like us who have fallen from the baronetcy. Their blood cores are broken and they are unable to progress."

"Of course, they also have ways to repair this situation -"

Alton took out a blood-colored crystal, and the rich energy emitted from it was also engraved with a complex magic circle.

"This is a restoration blood crystal, which can repair damaged blood cores or dragon crystals, giving us another chance to be promoted."

But what Alton doesn't know is that the vast majority of vampires who come to this secret realm are actually unable to repair their blood cores - or even their memories cannot be restored at all.

"Does this really work?"

Unexpectedly, Alton actually took out the things. Frances was a little stunned. He said in disbelief:

"We dragons are different from the vampires. If you can repair the blood core of the vampires, you may not be able to repair our 'dragon crystal'."

Alton put away the spar under the greedy gaze of the other party.

"Don't use your shallow guesses to speculate on the strong! As long as you are valuable, the strong have many solutions for such trivial matters."

"So, Lord Commander, what should I do to get it?"

"Of course it is a sufficient contribution."

Alton suddenly laughed, and France, who didn't know why he was laughing, had to laugh in apology.In fact, he is much older than Alton in terms of age and seniority, but now he is acting like an obedient little brother.

"Well, first things first."

Alton turned back suddenly and pointed to a bush in the distance:

"Go and catch that peeper! Bring him to me!"

France's first reaction was surprise.A festival was being held now, and he thought he had found a good time where he wouldn't be discovered, but he didn't expect to be followed.

Although it was actually Alton that Doron was spying on.

Frances, who knew the clan rules well, had murderous intent on his face. As a Dragon Man Transcendent, he moved towards the hiding place pointed by the leader at an alarming speed.

"You can really find a place to hide, little bug!"

He was quite angry at the moment and in a very irritable mood.On the one hand, it was the uneasiness of knowing that he was wandering on the edge of betraying the tribe, and the panic of being intimidated by the leader.

Duolun was shocked and wanted to run away, but his speed was much lower than that of the Transcendent Dragon Man, not at the same level at all.

"Oh? Isn't this our Captain Doron?"

Just take some pains!

In front of someone weaker than himself, France's face was distorted.

Volume 177: [-].Sneak attack

Duolun wanted to escape, but was unable to resist the opponent's overwhelming speed and power, and was quickly blocked.

Ferens, the Dragon Beyonder, is tall and thin. He is good at speed and is good at using short swords.

Doron already knew this, but it seemed pointless.

puff-

A ray of cold light flashed across. Duolun tried his best to dodge but was still scratched, and a long blood mark appeared on his arm.

"What a waste. How dare you follow me and the commander?"

Although Frances mocked the other party like this, he did not want to be as relaxed as he appeared.The strict clan rules and the majestic clan leader were no longer a force to protect him when he made a choice, but a complete enemy.

The tall and thin dragon man waved his dagger and drew bloody marks on Duolun's body, who was desperately resisting.

Duolun's strength quickly drained away from his injuries, and he soon fell to the ground.

"Ha, it's pretty strong."

Frances took a breath after exercising for a while. In this way, he successfully vented a lot of his anxious mood.

"You traitor! The patriarch will not let you go!"

Duolun, who was lying on the ground covered in wounds, was roaring angrily. Even in this situation, he did not beg for mercy, but instead glared at the other party even more.

The corner of France's mouth twitched violently, he laughed, and started running back with Doron.

"Sir, I caught him!"

"Very good." The commander nodded casually. This kind of task was not worth mentioning in his eyes.And even if his subordinates betrayed him, he would not be frightened or angry.