Red Dragon Roar

"Brother, did you really subdue a group of gnolls as your followers? They are all creatures from the chaotic evil camp!"

On the mountain, Aereli was obviously quite dissatisfied with Ize's actions. As a creature of the lawful good camp, it is difficult for the silver dragon to imagine the bad way of survival of the chaotic evil camp. It was even more incredible that Ize chose to be with such a group of creatures.

Generally speaking, unless there is a major change, the position of the common creatures on the Elbaf continent is already predestined when they are born.

It is an eternal truth that nature cannot be taken away.

"What's wrong with chaotic evil? Red Dragon also belongs to the chaotic evil camp, so why are you staying with me?" Yize asked back.

"I…"

Irelia hesitated for a long time, she found that she could not refute, and finally could only say, "You are not the same as them" as her protest.

"The fact that the gnolls can continue from ancient times to the present means that they have been recognized by the gods. Since you believe in His Majesty the Platinum Dragon King, you should be more clear that judging a camp of intelligent life should not be based on their race. If you don't care about them If you decide the faction's stance in advance, it will produce a kind of subjective 'evil', then any behavior or anything they do after that will be evil in your opinion." Eze said slowly.

Irelia was stunned for a moment, this sentence did not come from the mouth of a arrogant red dragon, but more like a great philosopher.

"Even if my brother is right, but you look at the lives of those guys, many gnolls don't even have a fixed residence, they have no discipline at all, which is the characteristic of chaotic creatures, and their characters are extremely cruel and ugly. The appearance has a more evil heart, without a trace of kindness or compassion, just like a demon in the bottomless abyss." Irelia showed a look of disgust.

Eze shrugged, noncommittal.

He looked at his sister with a calm expression on his face, and instead of explaining, he said a paragraph without beginning or ending.

"The dog eats people's food but doesn't know how to check it, and when it's painted with starvation stalls, it doesn't know how to send it out; when a person dies, he says, 'It's not me, it's old.' How is it different from stabbing people and killing them, saying: 'It's not me,' Soldiers too."

Irelia: "???"

I understand every word, but how come I don't understand it at all?

Can you speak well?

Looking at Irelia's confused expression, Ize knew that she didn't understand at all.

"It means: I killed someone with a knife, and then said, I didn't kill it, it was the knife," he explained.

"How can you say that? You're clearly arguing!"

"You also think it's rhetorical. I just say this to prove that a knife is a weapon, but it depends on who it falls into. If it is a kind person, it is naturally a treasured sword that punishes evil and eliminates evil. If it is full of evil The villain of 's must be a blood-stained butcher's knife. Now that I've conquered the wolf-tooth clan, they are like this knife, and what they can do depends on what their master wants to do. You know, even if you think Civilized human beings will also change their children to eat in times of starvation, these evil creatures, in the final analysis, they are just for survival."

The younger sister Irelia was thoughtful. She felt that what her brother said was indeed reasonable, but she seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

Yize didn't give her any thought, and continued: "We are in the southern border now, and we are weak. If we want to gain a firm foothold here, it is essential to conquer a group of dependents."

"That's right..."

Eze interrupted her: "Look, mother also has a group of gnolls, kobolds, and lizardmen as dependents, her monster army can even conquer cities, and its power is daunting. If she is in the southern wilderness, she can almost be peaceful all the way. Push it over to make your monster army even stronger."

"So sister, this can be said to be our chance! If we can also have a powerful monster army, then no one can underestimate us anymore, and we don't have to live such a life of hiding, no matter who we are, we must watch Our faces act!"

Irelia opened her mouth. In fact, she wanted to say that she could live in human society, but when she thought that her brother was an arrogant red dragon, what if there was a massacre in the human city?

Ize said to his sister earnestly: "Irelia, in this chaotic place, put away the unrealistic fantasies and kindness in your heart, otherwise, you will die."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking. He had said enough today, and he had to leave time for Irelia to digest it herself.

"Corrupting the Silver Dragon" has to be done step by step. This is a long process. Now she only needs to plant a dark seed in her heart. The rest will be handed over to the chaotic environment in the southern border and let her face it alone. , the lawful good mentality will gradually change.

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a month later.

With two real dragons as their backers, the wolf tooth tribe has changed from its previous decline, and the entire tribe has become fierce and aggressive, even if it encounters ferocious animals, they dare to go forward.

Just as Warwick said~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gnolls have the blood of plundering and killing in their bones. They are not without claws and fangs, but lacking a trigger for eruption. The appearance of the real dragon makes them look When it comes to hope, after all, no one wants to be a despised wild dog.

The old wolf is not old, and the fierceness is still there.

The strength of the wolf tooth tribe has been rapidly enriched after a month of violent extortion. Although they have sacrificed many wolf lives, their physique is no longer weak, and such a nearly crazy gnoll tribe makes the surrounding tribes feel terrified. .

They suddenly realized that the deceitful insect-eating tribe had disappeared, and the powerful wolf-fang tribe had returned.

"Leader Warwick, the Goblin Bear camp is ahead."

This gnoll riding on the Steppenwolf looks very ugly. He only has one ear, and a claw mark extends from the eyebrow to the left side of his face, cutting half of his nose. The tattered armor on his body has been replaced and put on The plate armor plundered from the goblins a week ago, the elbows and knees are fastened with leather and pierced, and the large stone slab axe is still in his hand, the claws are sharpened, and the gray-red fur is almost They were all stained with blood, and there was a strong **** smell.

This guy is Warwick the gnoll, and is called "the demon with half an ear" by the nearby tribes, which is the title he killed. Compared with a month ago, his appearance has undoubtedly undergone earth-shaking changes, exuding an aura called "violence" from beginning to end.

No matter who it is, as long as you look at it, you can immediately know that this is an extremely fierce wolf!

Even the red dragon couldn't help but praised: Except for the gnoll named Hogg, you are the most vicious wolf I have ever seen!

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