Black Dragon Kingdom

The huge benefits brought by the war have completely dazzled their heads, and now their heads are full of war, war, war.

The desire for war has even overwhelmed their fear of dragons in some moments.

It can only be said that the temptation to get everything by killing people is really too great.

Not to mention these dark aristocrats, even those ordinary human beings who heard that killing people can get everything, there is a great possibility that they will turn to him and use the heads of their own race to exchange for their own glory and wealth.

Humans can't help it, let alone this group of dark nobles whose main survival skills are robbery and hacking.

Nearly a hundred third-level dark nobles were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and dared not move.

Ace's scarlet eyes scanned every dark noble below with murderous intent.

He had to suppress the more than a hundred guys below who had been dazzled by the benefits of the war.

The rope of the chariot must also be firmly held in his hands, when to move forward, when to retreat, who to cut?

He can be what he says.

This group of guys just need to chop the enemy to pieces when he points at it.

As for when to start the war, of course it depends on his mood.

Both Elena and Eliza were a little confused.

They really couldn't figure out why after Ace's operation, a group of dark creatures who ate more than anything else and did less than anything else were beaten to death one by one.

Full of vitality, he wants to kill people all the time, full of fighting spirit.

"Eliza, is there something wrong with these guys? The dark races in the inheritance memory are not so active."

"Looking at them one by one, I can't wait to run to the battlefield immediately."

Elena looked at this group of dependents full of fighting spirit with some amazement.

Isn't this the dependent of her dreams? Born for fighting, he wants to fight and kill people all the time.

The corner of Eliza's mouth twitched, but she could barely understand what Ace was doing?

But this group of dependents who dared to propose war in the face of their three giant dragons belonged to the type of dependents that was quite difficult to control in her eyes.

She is very sure that if the one sitting on the throne is not Ace who can rival the half-step legend.

It was her and Ailianna who could only fight Tier 3 little dragons.

It is very likely that their dependent tribes have been blown to represent the horn of war, and the army has been assembled to kill the ignorant enemy.

This group of dark nobles has become a war madman under Ace's rules.

They want to fight all the time. If they don't have enough force to suppress them, it's very easy to lose control.

"Elena, it seems that we are going to favor the pandaren more, these guys are not very easy to control!"

Eliza spoke to Elena through voice transmission.

Elisa glanced around and found that apart from the relatively salty pandaren, the other dark creatures, no matter if they were kobolds or goblins, were full of killing intent.

Even if he fell to his knees under the pressure of Ace's dragon power, the desire for war in his whole body didn't decrease so much.

On the contrary, the thirst for war is rising every moment.

She felt her scalp go numb.

Elena glanced at Eliza suspiciously.

The dependents are full of energy and want to fight, isn't that a good thing?

Killing, robbing, robbing, robbing, destroying, destroying, destroying, isn't this the most fascinating scene for the dragon?

Although Elena didn't understand Eliza's thoughts, it didn't matter.

Except for the fact that Ace, the dragon, has been in charge of these dependents for the past year, he has been the hands-off shopkeeper for the rest of the time.

Eliza had always been in charge of the family affairs before, and if she wanted to favor the Pandaren, she would. Anyway, the Pandaren's combat effectiveness is not bad.

The moon and stars are rare.

In the dim swamp, the centurion ogre sat in his thatched hut, eating the fist-sized nuts sent by his ten centurions one after another.

After eating and drinking enough, he turned his head and looked at the three ogre cubs who were stuffing nuts into their stomachs at home, and he smiled rarely.

His mind is very chaotic, but this does not prevent him from having a very good mood.

The three ogre cubs, if it was normal, because of food, the three cubs would have to fight face to face after birth, and the strongest one would get the right to survive.

But now, as a centurion, with a local tyrant ogre who can't finish eating food for a year, all three cubs can survive, and they can eat whatever they want.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Outside the thatched hut, a female ogre stepped onto the thatched hut floating on the water, lifted the turf, and carried a rag full of various insect eggs, snakes, frogs, fish offal that Ace would not eat, etc. The wooden barrel walked into the room.

"Eat meat!"

The female ogre placed the wooden barrel full of meat in the middle of the hut with a bang, and said respectfully in her tone.

The centurion ogre drooled in disbelief, and grabbed the meat in the bucket with his big hands, and ate it while grabbing it.

Crying three baby ogres eating nuts.

The female ogre looked at the centurion ogre who could eat no matter what, her eyes were full of envy and the wildest desire for war.

She is the biological mother of three baby ogres nearby.

But she is not the wife of the centurion ogre.

Ace strictly enforces the distinction between those who have military merit and those who don't.

One is a warrior and the other is a slave.

The female ogre didn't go to the battlefield because of taking care of her children, so she didn't have any military achievements.

Without military merit, she can only be attached to her original husband as a slave in order to survive.

There are still many dark creatures like her. When I fought against the frost giants and their monsters, there were too few frost giants, and there were only tens of thousands of monsters. It was not enough, let alone most of the frost giants still ran away. the way.

And chasing and killing those traitors in the swamp is not worth a few military merits. Anyway, most of the priests ignored the killing of dark creatures that had no resistance. If there were no more than ten, it would not be recorded as a beheading at all. .

Therefore, it is rated as a dark creature with military exploits, which is about 70,000.

Compared with the dark creatures whose numbers skyrocketed to 800,000 due to sufficient food and gave birth to cubs, the 70,000 or so military merit winners are really one out of ten.

In other words, apart from the 70,000 or so military merit recipients, the other 730,000 dark creatures were reduced to slaves.

They can only rely on those who have gained military merits to survive as slaves.

The female ogre witnessed with her own eyes that her husband, who had nothing like her, turned himself into a local tyrant just because he killed a first-rank wolf cub.

The food at home is piled up like a mountain, and there are several barrels of meat every day, and I can't finish it no matter how much I eat.

The female ogre of the same family even went in and out of her husband's room every day to please her original husband.