The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan's expression shifted, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he said to the old merman:

“Go and gather all the merfolk and snake people who can fight, and have them rush to Big Horn Town along the waterway at top speed.”

Then he looked at the Old Urchin and said respectfully:

“I'm sorry, Senior, but the output of those 20,000 acres of farmland is related to the livelihood of thousands of people under my command. I must personally keep an eye on it, in case it is destroyed by those damned gnolls.”

“Then everyone will have to go hungry for at least half a year.”

The Old Urchin waved his hand casually.

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“Go ahead, this big table of dishes is just enough for me to enjoy alone.”

Walking out of the banquet hall, Attilan immediately wrote a letter about the gnoll invasion on birch bark and gave it to Hedwig, asking her to send it to the Eagle King. The content of the letter was to ask the Eagle King to gather all the druids willing to fight against the gnolls.

The twenty druids who successively joined the Thunder Mutual Aid Society, if they joined forces to cast the Summon Lightning spell, twenty bolts of lightning would strike these gnolls in an instant.

Just ask them if they are afraid!

Attilan flew alone towards Big Horn Town at top speed.

Because he also sent some manpower to Water Cellar Town and the Rainforest Outpost, Lista took away almost all the fighting power of Big Horn Town.

Just five hundred gnolls, Lista leading a hundred minotaurs wearing rattan armor, equipped with three obsidian short spears, one obsidian long spear, and a serrated sword, a round of charge could solve them.

But he also took five hundred men with him, just because Lista suspected that these five hundred gnolls were just bait, and the real gnoll main force was still hidden in the shadows.

The biggest advantage of centaurs is their long legs and fast running speed. Only two hundred of the five hundred men acted with the minotaurs, and the remaining three hundred were scattered like a fan to the west to search for gnolls who might be ambushing on the road.

Lista hoped that by defeating the five hundred gnolls in a single charge, he could make it clear to other gnolls hiding in the dark and observing the battle that the wasteland was a large force they couldn't afford to provoke.

Ordinary gnolls are chaotic and stupid, but the Yeenoghu's fangs who have fused with demon essence will be smarter and more cunning.

Especially this kingdom with thousands of gnolls, under the leadership of their king, faintly has a tendency to break away from the control of the demon lord, Yeenoghu, the Gnoll King.

Compared to endlessly killing lives, destroying the habitats of other creatures, and offering death and destruction to Yeenoghu, Lista believed that this gnoll force would tend to preserve its strength.

Through adjusting the diet structure, absorbing earth elements, and communicating with the White Bull spirit over the past six months, Lista is transforming into a sensible minotaur barbarian.

But he still underestimated these gnolls.

When Attilan arrived near Big Horn Town, he heard the centaurs' anxious ram's horn. According to the melody blown by the ram's horn, it meant that an army had invaded near Big Horn Town.

The ram's horn was the equipment equipped by the centaur squad leader in charge of fifty people, allowing them to quickly gather the centaur subordinates scattered nearby.

Attilan taught the centaur squad leader to blow the ram's horn with a specific melody, but he didn't expect that someone would invade Big Horn Town so quickly.

Attilan continued to fly forward and found dozens of centaurs running back and forth near a large gnoll army, occasionally approaching the edge of the gnoll formation and shooting two arrows.

There were also more than a dozen centaurs pretending to raise obsidian long spears, posing as if they were about to charge the gnolls, delaying the gnolls' advance.

But they were just pretending, they didn't have the ability to charge the gnoll army led by demon warlocks. Attilan could see clearly in the air that there were seven or eight Yeenoghu's fangs who had actively exposed their whereabouts.

One demon warlock led a hundred gnolls, these seven or eight demon warlocks, the number of this gnoll army, it is estimated to be thousands.

“What is Lista doing? Leading so many people on an expedition, but as a result, he let thousands of gnolls touch Big Horn Town. His position as overseer is over.”

It is normal for thousands of gnolls to avoid the surveillance of Earth Fort Town, but it is very problematic that Lista led the team westward and did not encounter these thousand gnolls.

Attilan was also dizzy with anger. Lista's men were a bunch of reckless men, not even one or two shamans. As long as the demon warlocks used spells to cover up, even thousands of gnolls would not be detected by Lista.

Attilan did not advance further, but stopped in the sky, opened the life energy field, and gathered water vapor to prepare the Thundercloud spell.

Since Lista took all the soldiers away, then he only had one dragon to resist this thousand-gnoll army. Besides, he was not really a dragon. Weren't there still fifty centaurs shooting arrows to stop the gnolls?

Just needed to block them for an hour, and the five hundred men led by the Minotaur Chieftain could return to support, launching a charge from behind against the gnolls, and kicking their asses hard!

The centaurs kept retreating, and the gnolls finally came to Attilan's rain cloud.

Accompanied by a loud dragon roar, seven or eight lightning bolts fell into the gnoll crowd. Attilan's first target was the demon warlocks, but the range of the rain cloud was limited, and only two were hit, and neither was killed.

But the other ordinary gnolls who were unfortunately hit, turned into coke with one lightning bolt.

“It's the Dragon Lord! Brothers, shoot these gnolls to death for me!”

The centaurs cheered. After persisting for so long, sacrificing more than thirty brothers, and even a squad leader died, they finally waited for reinforcements.

The thunder looked powerful, but only killed six gnolls.

Attilan hasn't mastered the chain lightning that can jump in the crowd.

But he can let the lightning fork!

The acid mist suffocated them and was full of pain, as if tearing open their necks would make them feel better.

Because they won't have to suffer anymore if they die.

The improved Acid Mist Breath became an Acid Mist Orb, extending the attack distance, and the acid mist after the explosion covered a larger area than the pure breath.

Although it is not as flexible as direct breath, it is very safe.

If it was pure Acid Mist Breath, Attilan would have to lower his altitude, then the gnolls' arrows and the demon warlocks' spells could hit him. The most important thing is that it is safe.

Even if there was originally no magic consumption, his operation made the breath, which was like spitting saliva to the dragon, consume magic comparable to a 3-ring spell.

The effect is very good, dozens of gnolls in the front row were covered in it.

Before the demon warlock could cast a spell to blow away the acid mist, Attilan released two more Acid Mist Orbs, successfully stopping the gnolls in fear.

No matter how the demon warlock threatened, they did not move forward, and even took two steps back.

The dragon roar just now has indicated that their enemy is a dragon, and a dragon who has mastered the terrifying acid mist spell!

Looking at the tragic deaths and twisted faces of their companions, the cunning gnolls didn't want to die so painfully.

The demon warlock directly used spells to make several gnolls scream more painfully and die, which made the large army continue to move forward. They must destroy the farmland reclaimed by Attilan's dependents.

The fifteen hundred gnolls they brought were just consumables. As long as the war potential of this wasteland kingdom is destroyed, everything is worth it.

Seeing the gnolls below still moving forward, Attilan directly summoned a row of ground thorns, stringing the gnolls in the front row into candied haws, but this stimulated the gnolls to speed up their pace.

Fortunately, it is not far from the Southwest River, Attilan can attract a lot of water vapor to create rain clouds and rainfall, and then use the rainfall to turn the land under the gnolls' feet into a swamp.

The cool rain made the earth shrouded in mist. Attilan silently and nimbly shuttled through the rain and mist, aiming a charged lightning breath at a demon warlock.

The dog thing was directly purified by the positive life energy in the breath, screaming in pain, and only two holes were left in the eye area burned by the energy.

“Dirty bugs, get out of my territory! Otherwise, only death awaits you!”

Attilan didn't let go of these gnolls, he was just delaying time, while looking for the real leader hidden in the gnolls.

Ordinary gnolls are cannon fodder, aren't these low-level demon warlocks?

Once again diving and spitting lightning to kill a demon warlock, the gnolls inevitably began to riot, and even some demon warlocks were shaken.

But they suddenly calmed down, making Attilan, who was diving and preparing to spit, realize that something was wrong.

Sure enough, a bone spear flew towards Attilan swiftly and powerfully.

He moved nimbly and swept the bone spear away with his tail.

He knew that the reason why these demon warlocks calmed down must be because of that leader, and sure enough, the dog thing couldn't help but attack him.

Although he is determined to be a spell dragon, it doesn't mean that he doesn't really exercise his body.

The druid's keen perception allowed him to lock on to the gnoll who fired the bone spear.

The first glance was an unremarkable black dog, and the second glance could faintly feel the demonic power surging in his body.

This is a level 10 demon warlock, very difficult to deal with.

Attilan narrowed his eyes slightly, since he found the master, then he wouldn't be polite.

In an instant, seven or eight vines drilled out of the soil and wrapped around the black dog, but they were all burned by the black dog's timely launch of demon fire. His body was still surrounded by a layer of dark energy shield.

This is to guard against Attilan's lightning breath.

Not to mention other gnolls, the black dog was frightened by the effect of the lightning breath.

Firing bone spears again, but Attilan easily dodged them.

Summoning flying little demons to harass, one claw one, one tail another, all gone like dumplings.

Thunderclouds gathered above the black dog's head, and the lightning containing life energy fell, and the black dog quickly launched a dark fireball to resist, but he couldn't stop it at all.

The dragon's thunder is too fierce!

Three consecutive lightning bolts fell, smashing his fireball and shield.

At this time, a large mud hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the black dog.

The black dog looked in horror at Attilan, whose mouth was surging with lightning energy, getting closer and closer. The dazzling lightning was the last picture he saw.

Attilan snorted, level 10 demon warlock only has this strength?