Sign In The Big Evil Dragon

Soon, a huge iceberg ten meters high appeared outside the ogre lord's territorial lair.

"It looks like that guy can't get out!"

The beaten little black dragon stood coldly outside the iceberg, staring deeply at the ogre lord who was frozen inside the iceberg, as if he wanted to watch him freeze to death inside.

"Hmph, you're just an ogre with a big stick, I'll see how you die today!"

The little black dragon took a photo on the iceberg and suddenly felt that the horns on its head seemed a little crooked.

"What a shame, you actually smashed my dragon horns crooked? No wonder my forehead hurts so much..."

The little black dragon looked around and saw that the unlucky ogre lord was still frozen in the iceberg motionless. He shook his numb head and felt that there would be no more accidents today, so he used today's powerful cure. The technique was put to use.

brush!

A burst of sacred light emerged from its body, and then slowly condensed on its head. As the flesh and blood scales squirmed, the dragon horns on its head were gradually straightened by the healed flesh and blood bones, revealing a majestic appearance.

"Not bad……"

The little black dragon took a photo on the ice and was very satisfied with its current appearance.

It looked up at the sky again and found that the sunset was about to set. With a thought in mind, it crawled into the huge cave, ready to see what treasures there were in its new home.

This cave is not deep, only about ten meters. There are no valuable treasures in it, not even any leftover bones.

Boom boom boom...

The little black dragon angrily breathed out a burst of dragon breath flames, and soon walked out of the cave with a stinky face, staring blankly at the big black stick in the ogre's hand that looked like a telegraph pole.

This thing will not be damaged even if it is hit on the head, and it can withstand dragon breath flames close to two thousand degrees. If the ogre has any treasure, it is obviously this thing.

"After being frozen for so long, this ogre must be dead, right?"

The black dragon looked a little hesitantly at the ogre solidified in the iceberg. The crazy beating he had just received had really knocked it unconscious, and it was still a little shadowy.

It flew to the top of the iceberg, and just when it was about to spit out fire and melt the ice and pull out the big black pole, it suddenly felt heart palpitations and slid down the iceberg.

"Forget it, let's freeze this bastard ogre overnight and let's wait until he's completely cold tomorrow morning!"

Seeing the sun completely disappearing on the horizon, the little black dragon added a layer of cold breath from the frozen dragon's breath to the iceberg, and then hid in the cave and fell asleep.

…

The next day, when the sun was shining brightly, the little black dragon breathed fire and roasted a one-meter-long fish. From time to time, his eyes saw the melting iceberg.

"Damn it, I hate humanoid monsters. It doesn't matter if I can't talk about it. It's hard to get anything good."

"However, this black telephone pole seems a bit powerful. I wonder what kind of treasure this thing is?"

The little black dragon stuffed the roasted big fish into his mouth, chewing it while looking at the ogre lord.

"This ogre is completely black, but the horn on his head is quite white. It should be worth some money, right?"

The little black dragon has already planned to grab the big black pole in his hand and burn the ogre, leaving behind his rhinoceros-like horn, which he can exchange for some money if he has the chance in the future!

[Wealth: Cross of Light (Legend), Magic Map (Cat Witch); Coins: 0]

"Damn it, I've never seen a dragon as poor as me!"

“I’ve been messing around for so long and I haven’t even gotten a single dollar!”

The little black dragon complained for a while and fell into deep thought.

"But you can't blame me, right?"

Needless to say about the orcs, the little black dragon felt a wave of pain in his face when he thought of those unlucky dragon seniors who were made into orc totems.

Fortunately, it ran fast. If it was too late, it might become a totem puppet in the hands of the legendary orc shaman!

"I don't know what happened to the big white dragon that held the pot..."

"The lifespan of a legend seems to be quite long!"

The little black dragon had already written this down in his notebook, and decided to return the favor when it became a legend.

"Jiejiejie..."

As for the cat tribe.

Forget it, the black dragons are too lazy to talk about them. They are a group of hunting creatures with low productivity. They have very little to exchange, let alone coins.

As for his fishing ability, it's even worse, otherwise the little black dragon wouldn't have caused chaos in the entire cat world with just a bunch of river fish.

In his wild thoughts, the little black dragon thought of the tabby cat Druid that he had teased before.

"It's a pity that the little cat used urine to escape. Before leaving, I didn't even see whether it was a male or a female..."

The little black dragon chewed a few more times, ate the remaining grilled fish, and bit into a few pieces of broken ice to quench his thirst. Then he flew to the half-melted iceberg and prepared to pull out the ogre lord's big stick.

"Hey yo, hey yo..."

The little black dragon flapped its wings and pulled hard several times, and finally pulled out the big black rod like a telegraph pole from the iceberg.

Click, click, click...

"This thing is so hard, it makes my teeth hurt!"

Unexpectedly, the little black dragon just pulled out the big black pole and flew into the sky to take a few bites.

boom!

A loud noise was heard, and the iceberg on the ground suddenly completely shattered.

And the ogre lord who was supposed to be dead in the iceberg suddenly turned red all over, as if he entered a violent state in an instant, and even the pale horn on his head turned red.

"Ooooh!"

"Roshan is not afraid!"

"Woo hoo... Roshan is not afraid of you!"

The big guy roared crazily to the sky, but he didn't want to fight the little black dragon. Just when the little black dragon was in a daze, the ogre meat mountain immediately jumped up and ran down the mountain at a high speed.

"Escape now?"

The black dragon held the big black pole that he had snatched with all four limbs. He felt that this thing was a bit in the way, and suddenly he opened his mouth and sucked it into the dragon's space.

"How can this black ogre thing be so hard-hitting that it's still alive and kicking after being frozen in an iceberg for a whole night?"

The little black dragon flew after the violent ogre, and a fragment of the legend suddenly flashed through his mind.

According to legend, ogres were originally indigenous life forms on the Holy Lun Continent. They were descendants of the ancient unicorn giants.

The unicorn giant is a kind of earth elemental life cursed by flesh and blood. Therefore, they hate all flesh and blood life and will attack and eat all flesh and blood creatures they see. When they go crazy, they will not only eat their own kind, but even their own bodies. Flesh and blood are not spared.

So they soon perished in a frenzy of internal strife.

As a descendant, the ogre has undoubtedly inherited many of the talents of the unicorn. In addition to being thick-skinned and fond of eating flesh and blood, it is said that every ogre standing on the earth will be blessed by the power of the earth and cannot be defeated.