Red Dragon Roar

The prestige of the Red Dragon Lord is expanding day by day. As the Red Dragon clan patrols around the camp more and more frequently, Eze's invisible control over Kazarin is becoming stronger and stronger.

Three hundred kilometers to the southeast of the Red Dragon Territory, there was a rustling sound in the dense forest, and the sound of poke leaves and trampled leaves. A wolf riding scout suddenly showed half of his body from the dense forest. He looked at the place carefully. No powerful monsters or groups were found.

The wolf cavalry are known for their agility, alertness, and strong mobility. They can patrol hundreds of kilometers in one day. They are the most important scouts in the Red Dragon clan.

Although the Red Dragon Lord has more powerful air units such as flying dragons and Chimera, they are only limited to the vast and high sky, and in the complex virgin forest, they cannot fully demonstrate their strong capabilities.

In addition, the wolf knights are not weak in combat. The combination of jackals and giant wolves has allowed them to break out the strength to be able to face ogres at the front. Even if they encounter an irresistible emergency when patrolling, they can also timely retreat.

Although Yize is the worthy owner of Kazarin, after all, the area of ​​this virgin forest is too large, and he cannot let his breath radiate to every corner of the forest at all times.

Therefore, it is very necessary to patrol the territory and promote the prestige of the powerful Red Dragon Lord.

Although the merciful red dragon lord advocates convincing people with virtue, those monster lords who occupy a large area, if they pay tribute to their majesty, bow their heads and surrender. If they dare to refuse, the powerful red dragon army will kill them instantly. Let them know who is the master of Kazarin by killing.

"Ow-"

The howl of the giant wolf under the seat was high-pitched and rapid, and the gnoll who had been in the company of the giant wolf for a long time became subconsciously vigilant. He knew that there might be something in the forest that made the giant wolf feel danger.

The surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, and the gnoll, who was born with keen senses, noticed the killing intent and coldness in the air. His hyena-like head bared its teeth, his hair stood on end, and his eyes looked around anxiously, trying to find out. The trail of the enemy, but he failed, the dense forest blocking his vision.

The gnoll held the bone knife in his hand tightly, and he knew that there must be some unknown monster hidden in the dark.

The invisible pressure gradually came like a tide, and the giant wolf under the seat became more and more restless.

The gnoll took note of this position and decided to turn around and leave, but it was too late.

The grass and the forest made a sharp noise. The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of scarlet eyes and huge sharp fangs like a wild boar!

In an instant, the surrounding figures seemed to appear out of thin air, quickly approaching the wolf rider scouts from all directions.

Looking at the tall figures around him blocking him, the gnoll knew that it was impossible for him to leave safely. The only thing that can save him now is the reputation of His Majesty the Red Dragon—

He raised his voice and let out a few short and urgent howls in a row. The wolf riding scouts are usually a team of ten people, each team is responsible for an area, and there are many companions patrolling nearby. He only hopes that after the companions hear the distress signal, Able to arrive in time.

After doing all this, the jackal turned his attention to the figures around him, but they were all blocked by the dense bushes, so they couldn't see it clearly, and could only barely see the very strong silhouette.

Ogre? Or the boar?

Gnolls don't know.

But judging from the vicious aura emanating from them, he knew very well that each of these guys had no good intentions and was extremely cruel.

"I come from the central holy place of Kazarin, and I am the retinue of the great Red Dragon Lord."

The gnoll said in his lame Common Tongue, knowing that it must be intelligent beings that could silently block his way. At this time, the only way to delay the time is to bring out the name of His Majesty the Great Red Dragon. Of course, the premise is that the other party will be afraid.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"That red dragon that drove away the Earth Titan a year ago?"

A thick voice suddenly came from the bushes, the tall figure stepped out of the bushes, and the sunlight penetrating through the gaps in the layers of leaves fell on him, making the gnoll finally see the appearance of the person who came.

This is…

Orcs? !

It is about the height of an ordinary ogre, with gray-green skin, rough hair, a stooped back, a low forehead, a pig face, distinct canine teeth on the lower jaw, long fangs and protruding lips, which looks like A primitive man who drank blood.

In the continent of Elbaf, ferocious, fierce, bloodthirsty and cruel are synonymous with orcs.

"Gnoll, you should know that you broke into the territory of the orcs, and just relying on an unwarranted name can't save your life."

The orc in front of him was holding a single-edged battle axe with fierce arrogance. Although he only had one eye, he made the gnoll feel the danger from the bottom of his heart.

Behind him, as if a piece of rock was moving forward heavily, a tall orc appeared, they were holding stone weapons or mace, a burly and strong figure, surrounded by beast fur around his waist.

Some orcs are bound with leather and rattan into simple leather armor, some orcs have a collar made of beast fangs around their necks, and some orcs wear sharp beast horn helmets on their heads~www .wuxiaspot.com~ More of a naked body, with drool dripping from his mouth.

As he walked, he stared at the gnoll with those scarlet eyes, and a malicious roar came out of his throat.

"Orcs! You said this is your territory? Fuck your mother! The whole Kazarin is my king's territory!"

The gnoll roared at the orc leader, and now, the entire wolf tooth clan has completely become the loyal dog of the red dragon.

"How dare you speak rudely to the great orc and slaughter this wild dog! Let it see if its owner will save its dog's life!"

The ferocious orcs immediately screamed, and the name of the mighty Red Dragon Lord did not seem to threaten them.

"Stop!"

The orc leader let out a low growl to stop it, staring at the gnoll in front of him with the only tyrannical eye left.

"That's just your unilateral imagination! Kazarin is so huge, even the Earth Titan never ruled the entire forest!"

"Earth Titan was slaughtered by my king a year ago!"

The gnoll licked his lips, his fierce eyes stared at them like a mad wild dog, even in the face of powerful orcs far exceeding his own, his aura was completely true.

"Yes, it is undeniable that the red dragon killed the Titan, but over the centuries, Kazarin has changed more than a dozen masters, and the great orcs still exist. You should know what this means." In the eyes of the orc leader Glittering.

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I remember there was an orc tribe before, but it was deleted by Dian Niang, who is a daily fan!

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