Red Dragon Roar

The red dragon is entrenched on the top of the ice valley. He lowered his head and overlooked the entire frost giant tribe. This ice valley was ploughed by him with dragon breath for a whole night. Now it has become a ruin, and it is still steaming continuously.

Dozens of frost giants, including a few enslaved white dragons, were all burned to charcoal by the scorching flames that fell from the sky, and no one was spared.

Although he has the intention to develop these white dragons into his own family, he is more likely to start a tug of war with the entire frost giant tribe. At that time, not only the white dragon could not be rescued, but even the frost giant tribe could not be destroyed.

Simply, he didn't do the two endlessly, and he took the pot.

Yize thought very simply. If the Red Dragon clan planned to conquer the frozen snowfields in the future, the frost giant tribe would definitely become a roadblock. Although this rock was not big, it was at most a small stone, but for the sake of it. To avoid future troubles, he still chose the safest way to raid, taking advantage of them and erasing their existence.

Well~ there must be many monster clans on this icefield, but one counts as one.

The Samoyed arrived at the Ice Valley nearly 2 hours late. It wasn't that the white dragon was flying slowly, but that the flying method of the Ize element's jet pressure was too abnormal. By the time she arrived, the entire Ice Valley had turned into a sea of ​​fire, burning everything to ashes.

Samoyed looked at all this with jaw-dropping eyes. Her red dragon master turned the frost giant's lair into a hot pot overnight.

She looked up at the huge red dragon and swallowed involuntarily.

Red dragon boss, rbqrbq.

"Angdalamo."

Yize turned his head and glanced at the white dragon under his feet, then looked at the endless emerald green behind the Winter Mountain Range, and said lightly.

"As you can see, I come from the vast Kazarin, the owner of that forest, this time I'm going to set off to return, and you..."

The red dragon tapped Samoyed, who didn't seem to be listening carefully, with his claws. Considering that Samoyed's brain was not very bright, he deliberately slowed down his speech and continued.

"And you, I need you to work hard to develop your own power. In the near future, my clan will conquer this icefield. At that time, you will become the vanguard of my command and open up new territories for me."

Samoyed covered the place where he had just been beaten with one paw, as if he hadn't realized that the Red Dragon Master had finished speaking.

"Did you hear that?!"

Yize's paw hit her head hard again, Samoyed whimpered, and hurriedly put the other paw on her head.

She let out a low roar, as if responding to her master's words.

"Forget it, I'm afraid your intelligence is useless. When I learn the Druid enlightenment technique, I will open up your intelligence to you."

Yize sighed, "Little White Dragon, you are a chess piece I arranged in the frozen snowfield, be careful, don't let me die anytime soon."

After he finished speaking, he did not leave any nostalgia. The tip of the dragon wing suddenly spewed red flames, accompanied by a strong explosion, and flew out at a high speed in the direction of the boundless Kazarin, and disappeared at the end of the field of vision in a blink of an eye.

The Samoyed stretched his neck to watch the red dragon leave, and the back figure was already stagnant in place. No matter how many times he watched the flying scene of elemental jet pressure, he felt the dragon's heart.

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This time, Eze didn't plan to run around any more, but flew directly in the direction of the camp.

He lowered his flying height, unscrupulously released his powerful breath, and swore his return.

Yize almost swept past the virgin forest. Looking through the densely layered leaves, he could only see a crimson flame like a comet quickly passing through the sky, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a striking crimson tail. and the remnants of Longwei.

As it gradually penetrated into the range of Kazarin, the climate began to warm up, and the huge white mountain range that almost spanned the entire southern border was also invisible. I have to admit that, as a red dragon, he prefers Kazarin more than the extremely cold weather in the snow field.

I stayed in the snowy mountains for a day and a night. Although I didn't find any intelligent creatures and learned the details of the icefield, I didn't get anything.

With this personal experience, he has a general grasp of how to conquer the icefield in the future.

Today, there are not many family members under the Red Dragon who can withstand the harsh climate of the frozen snowfield, where not only is the altitude extremely high, but also the temperature is extremely low and the environment is harsh, with blizzards hanging almost all year round. The biting cold wind was blowing on the body, and the taste was not much better than cutting with a knife. After much deliberation, only the rough-skinned and thick-skinned tauren could adapt to the icefield environment.

But the number of tauren is too small to conquer the entire snowfield with this clan.

Therefore, the matter of conquest should not be taken too hastily, but must be considered in the long run.

Yize saw the huge traces left by the plane crash on Kazarin that day. After more than ten seconds, a crimson flame suddenly streaked across the Red Dragon camp, hovering over the camp and waiting for the safety of the camp. The two-footed dragon and Chimera returned. Without reacting, the crimson comet slammed into the large open space behind the camp in an extremely brutal way.

The huge roar was like the explosion of thunder, and the land even shook on a small scale. Countless dust was swept up by the strong impact~www.novelmt.com~ and then spread rapidly in all directions.

The Red Dragon clan responded very quickly. After the initial shock, thousands of monsters rushed from all over the forest in a very short time, headed by the tauren and the gnoll, and surrounded the impact site.

At the same time, the siege crossbows placed in various hidden fortresses also turned their muzzles to aim at the direction of the rising smoke.

Chimeras and Wyverns hover in the air, ready to attack.

The black dragon Ainz Pandaria opened his mouth slightly, and a drop of ambergris dripped down with a screeching sound. Obviously, the highly corrosive acid breath was ready to go.

The silver dragon Irelia flew to the top of the temple and squatted on the top of the temple, staring at Yanchen with a pair of eyes that looked like mercury. She must guard this territory during the absence of her brother.

While all the Red Dragon clans were in a state of intense preparation for battle, a familiar high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded from the smoke. The monsters froze in place, and Irelia flew over with a look of joy, she heard the voice of her brother!

She kept fanning her dragon wings, setting off a gust of wind to disperse the smoke and dust, revealing a huge red dragon.

Yize slowly stood up from a big pit. After many experiences, he became more and more proficient in this domineering approach.

"Irelia."

A smile appeared on Yize's face, he stuck out his dragon claws and patted Yinlong's head, and then looked at his family around him, a voice full of infinite majesty accompanied by a majestic momentum spread far away.

"Your king is back."

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ps: Perfect connection to the Kazarin plot! Icefields to be continued!

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