Sign In The Big Evil Dragon

Outside the valley where Otto was originally teleported away by the rotating March, a snow-covered figure slowly stood up.

This is a strong black-skinned orc more than three meters tall. He wears a dragon skin cloak, a string of huge dragon bone statues hanging around his neck, and holds a huge dragon-headed war hammer in his right hand. He looks very powerful and domineering.

This person is the legendary orc shaman who once fought with the little black dragon in the shaman inheritance space.

Just as the legendary shaman stood up, a shorter old orc next to him also stood up.

"Great Elder! It's been half a year. Now the situation on the Battle Plateau is turbulent. Do we have to wait here any longer?" The old orc's face was as pale as a death, and his voice was hoarse and indistinguishable, as if it had been polished by stones.

"This little dragon can actually hide."

The legendary shaman didn't answer his words. He grabbed a handful of snow and swallowed it, then looked greedily into the river valley shrouded by the extreme daylight.

"This is constantly expanding and has spread to the dark forbidden land here, which is a bit troublesome..."

This guy said it was a bit troublesome, but he didn't dare to go in at all. He just sat outside the valley and waited.

"It's very scary in the dark forbidden area..." This old orc was the shaman elder of the Blackfoot tribe who had fought with the little black dragon in the dark forbidden area. Thinking of his experience in the dark forbidden area, he still looked horrified. appearance.

"Black Ear, how are you doing with your Lich inheritance training?" The legendary shaman looked back at the old orc and asked, "Have you not reached the third level of extraordinary strength after switching to Lich?"

"When the Great Elder traveled to the land of ancestral spirits a few days ago, I had already completed my promotion." The old orc, who had lost his healthy green skin, tightened the bone staff in his hand and lowered his head.

"very good!"

The legendary orc shaman praised him, then suddenly took out a several-meter-long corpse from a simple animal skin pocket and threw it to him, saying:

"The body of this griffin beast was obtained during my travels. It had the strength of a fourth-level master before it was alive. Now I will give it to you to refine the flying undead mount."

"Thank you, Great Elder!" The old orc Black Er took the huge corpse with a face of surprise, stretched out his mummy-like dry arms, injected the power of the lich into the griffon corpse, and started refining it on the spot.

It is not difficult for the Lich to transform undead creatures. After a while, the old orc completed the refining of the flying undead mount.

"Great Elder..."

Just as he raised his head to say something, he heard the legendary orc shaman sighing in his ear:

"Hey... the situation on the Battle Plateau is turbulent. The centaurs, our old enemy of the orcs, seem to be about to end the melee and reorganize into a huge grassland empire."

"By that time, I'm afraid even our group of orcs who stay on the grassland will have to form an alliance with other races to fight against the nomadic grassland bandits composed of those damn centaur raiders!"

"...I am bound to get this rare little black dragon!"

The old orc waited for the legendary shaman to speak for a while before finding an opportunity to interject and ask: "Great Elder, haven't you hunted many powerful adult dragons before? Why are you still obsessed with this little black dragon that is still underage?"

"You don't understand..." the legendary shaman sighed, "It is difficult to tame an adult dragon, but this strange little black dragon is different. As long as it appears in front of me, I will be absolutely sure to tame it!"

"When the time comes, we will pass it into our orc ancestral land, and then find a way to get a female dragon. From now on, we orcs will be able to harvest a steady stream of giant dragons..."

"This..." the old orc Black Ear said in confusion, "Isn't it said that female dragons have been blessed by the Dragon God and cannot be captured?"

"That's a problem." The legendary shaman sighed again, "Hey... if we really can't find a female giant dragon by then, we can get hundreds more female earth dragons to breed with this little black dragon. That’s it.”

"Hundreds of female earth dragons?" The old orc suddenly widened his eyes and found it difficult to accept. He reminded hesitantly, "Great Elder, the female earth dragons are also very rare..."

"well!"

The legendary shaman suddenly felt helpless: "If that doesn't work, then find a few hundred more female Cordoran beasts for it!"

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"Great!"

Otto half folded his wings, tilted his body and slid down rapidly, quickly returning to the ground.

"Uncle Long is back again!"

The remaining sunset of dusk shone on him. Otto stood on a mountain peak and watched the sky slowly darken.

"Dig a hole first and get ready to sleep."

He circled the mountain peak and dug a hole on the steep cliff that was sheltered from the wind, then flew into the air and "bang" and sprayed a hot dragon's breath flame into the cave.

After leaving the extreme day world, his flame dragon breath also returned to normal, and the length of the spray reached seven or eight meters. The long dragon breath flame baked the moist cave, and soon baked the cave dry and hard.

"Another frozen dragon's breath to cool down!"

Unfortunately, when he tried to spray the frozen dragon's breath, he found that the power of the frozen dragon's breath had dropped by one level. He stretched his neck and tried to blow for a long time, but he only sprayed out three or four meters.

"Has the power of the Frozen Dragon's Breath been reduced since it was separated from the blessing of the Extreme Day World?" Otto retracted his wings and dived into the cave where the temperature had been cooled down. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "Hey, it can be considered a gain and a loss, right? .”

"We have a place to stay, now we're going to see if there's any chance of finding some food nearby." The little black dragon poked his head out of the cave and felt a little happy when he discovered that what was hanging in the sky today was the peaceful silver moon.

The little black dragon fluttered and flew to the top of the mountain. It widened its dark golden dragon eyes and looked around, and soon discovered that its current position was at the edge of the extreme day world.

Looking in front of me, it was dark night with the silver moon hanging high in the sky; but not far behind me, there was a strange day, and the big ball of light that looked like the sun was still hanging in the sky.

Standing on the dividing line between light and darkness, Otto had a guess in his mind. The world of extreme daylight behind him undoubtedly belonged to the same realm...perhaps it was a mixture of the realm of the sun god and the realm of ice and snow.

After growing up and being promoted into a young dragon state, with an anti-freeze aura and frozen dragon breath, Otto seems to have found no one who can threaten him in the world of extreme daylight. It was a dark Jedi place to others, but to Otto it seemed like a safe zone where he could upgrade and grow.

"Going back?"

Otto lowered his head in confusion, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

Although the safe zone is good, it is impossible to stay in it forever. Although there are all kinds of nasty orcs, shamans... and all kinds of things living outside, but as long as you are careful and don't wander around, it shouldn't be so easy to be caught and killed. Bar?