Under the Red Dragon

White Dragon Germot's wings naturally harnessed the omnipresent magic and flowing wind in the air, soaring over the Dragon Territory.

The White Dragon was now gradually embarking on a path of atavism, not only were his white scales covered in a layer of frost, but his size was also very different from that of ordinary White Dragons.

Ordinary juvenile White Dragons, being the smallest of the chromatic dragon species, are only about four to five meters in size, and according to the rigid challenge rating that might exist, they are not very high, not even as strong as the powerful Sahuagin Baron among the Sahuagin.

But Germot's body length had now reached seven meters. Although he was still small, that was compared to other chromatic dragons of the same age. In front of humans and other beasts, he was considered a large monster.

Moreover, the revival of the ancestral blood had enhanced the power of this White Dragon's Frost Breath, and his intelligence had also been improved. Therefore, White Dragon Germot should not be viewed in the usual way.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,

The dragon's natural flapping carried a current of air that was already a gale to humans. As the White Dragon swept over the forest, he suddenly saw a thick plume of smoke rising from the heavily fog-shrouded Golden Estuary Town.

It was a signal fire burning, made from a mixture of the dried dung of dragons and various powerful beasts, mixed with some flammable resins and wood chips, which would emit thick smoke with a special smell once ignited.

This thick smoke was not easily dispersed by ordinary winds, and the scent of dragon dung could scare away some weaker monsters and poisonous insects.

But White Dragon Germot knew that the lighting of this signal fire was not to drive away the ubiquitous poisonous insects in the rainforest environment, but that a monster must have launched an attack on the Dragon Territory.

White Dragon Germot flapped his wings towards Golden Estuary Town, where the signal fire was rising. It was an important platform for most of the Dragon Territory's current output and external exchange and trade, and he, as the Dragon Lord ruling this land, had an unshirkable responsibility.

Moreover, dragons do not allow monsters to covet their territory, just like every beast and monster with a territory.

White Dragon Germot flew over the fog-shrouded town. The thick fog blocked even the dragon's excellent vision.

He could only vaguely see countless figures moving, fighting, and killing in the mist, and even the sounds that came were very weak.

It seemed that this fog could not only block the view but also weaken the transmission of sound. White Dragon Germot's clear mind understood this.

Thanks to past experiences and lessons, the White Dragon did not rush to land, but flew around the fog-shrouded town for a whole circle to investigate the situation.

White Dragon Germot quickly clarified the situation. There were no traces of monsters appearing on the side of the town near the forest, only the towns near the estuary and the coast were erupting in fighting.

In the sea, monsters were constantly jumping ashore from the thick fog, stirring the fog. His excellent vision and hearing allowed him to discover this.

"It should be monsters from the sea. I don't know if it's the Naga in the sea or other Sahuagin monsters. Moreover, there are spellcasters and powerful rulers among these monsters, otherwise, they would never dare to attack a town of this size,"

"There are many of these monsters, but they shouldn't be very powerful, otherwise, this town would have been completely captured long ago,"

The White Dragon analyzed in his heart, and his anger gradually rose.

Dragons are born as superior races. Even the weakest White Dragon possesses unparalleled arrogance. The monsters' offense against the territory made the White Dragon uncontrollably rise with the anger of destruction.

"These lowly monsters, they deserve to die. The dragon will tear their bodies apart."

Boundless anger surged in the White Dragon's heart. He flew back into the sky and roared up to the sky. The surging magic power accompanied the dragon language, rolling and echoing in the sky.

The high-pitched and uniquely penetrating dragon language passed through layers of mist and spread to the wilderness.

"Awooo,"

He was transmitting the information he had found to other dragons, and by the way, deterring the monsters hiding in the mist. Then, White Dragon Germot stopped his roar.

He aimed at the target, swooped down, and his huge body crashed into the heavy fog.

"Kill them, rush up,"

"Kill these humans and centaurs, they are few in number,"

"If we kill them, we can plunder this place at will. The treasures of this place belong to us Sahuagin."

Countless Sahuagin jumped out of the mist that was stirred up by the fierce fighting, waving the tridents in their hands and charging forward desperately. They were all flowing with a layer of blood-colored water light, which was a spell formed by a little divine power of the shark god Sekolah, induced by the Sahuagin priestess.

"Kill these ugly fish-men monsters,"

"Damn, you still want to plunder my treasure, I'm going to kill you all,"

"Follow me, I'm in the front,"

A team led by Dragonborn Worgs was strangling in the monster group, fighting and retreating.

Dragonborn Worg Saha was originally a high-level extraordinary warrior, and belonged to a powerful alien species. He was further strengthened by the radiation of the Red Dragon bloodline, and now he has surpassed the power of an ordinary juvenile dragon.

The Dragonborn Worg's strong body and claws were simply unstoppable in front of the Sahuagin. Although his silver-white hair was now covered in blood, the berserk Worg became more bloodthirsty, and his claws slashed and killed fish-men one by one.

The centaur warriors who followed behind were not to be outdone. The weapons in their hands had been soaked in blood. The long hunting guns had been wrapped in cloth to prevent the weapons from slipping. The neat and powerful stabs swept out a limited space in the Sahuagin warriors.

The adventurers who were trapped in the houses by the fish-men were also rescued by the centaurs and Worgs and joined the team. The dwarf warrior Kraggon waved the heavy hammer in his hand.

His square muscles burst out with powerful strength, hammering the rushing fish-men away. The heavy hammer struck the strong Sahuagin warriors, making the sound of bones cracking.

"Come on, you garbage fish-men, you dare to plunder Kraggon's wine money, I'm going to hammer you to death one by one."

The mage Razi and his adventurer team were also in the team. The staff in his left hand emitted light, dispelling the fog that was troubling his team and illuminating the obscured view.

His right hand took out magic scrolls from his arms. The power of healing fell from the magic scrolls, providing healing power to the warriors in the front.

There were also buffing magic scrolls, the strength of the bear, providing the warriors with more powerful strength than beasts, and defensive magic scrolls that fell with power, protecting the foremost team.

This was the means by which the mage Razi made a living. His magic control was always more subtle than ordinary mages, and his hands were more stable than ordinary mages, so he had more magic scrolls than ordinary mages.

Other trapped adventurers also joined this growing team. No one could tolerate their wealth being plundered for no reason, not to mention that these town residents were adventurers who were willing to risk their lives to seek wealth.

The warriors and private soldiers of the nobles and merchant groups also joined the battle. They had always plundered the wealth of others, and they could not tolerate others plundering their wealth.

Under the leadership of the Dragonspawn, they counterattacked the invading monsters. The shouts of killing were deafening, and every warrior waved his weapon and fought bloody battles.

Assassins appeared strangely in the crowd, and each appearance would harvest a monster's life. Priests were also waving the light of healing and blessing.

The mages were surrounded at the very back, providing magic support and magic strikes.

But there were too many monsters. There seemed to be an endless stream of monsters pouring out of the thick fog that was difficult to completely dispel. The Sahuagin were constantly falling down, and these human warriors and Dragonspawn were also accidentally killed by the rushing monsters and dragged into the mist.

They could only resist and retreat.

A spell was waved from the hands of the Sahuagin priestess holding the coral staff, and the blood-colored water light on the Sahuagin warriors was bloody frenzy.

This spell could stimulate the Sahuagin warriors' desire for blood, strengthen the power of these Sahuagin warriors, and weaken their pain.

Another Sahuagin priestess waved the coral staff in her hand, and under the guidance of a trace of Sekolah's weak divine power, the magic elements in the air and sea water fell on the Sahuagin warriors like spots of light.

This was a group blessing spell, which could enhance the Sahuagin warriors' fighting spirit and defense.

Some Sahuagin priestesses aimed at the Sahuagin warriors rushing in the front with their coral staffs. The staffs induced power, and strands of healing magic power lingered on those powerful four-armed Sahuagin warriors. This was a group healing mantra.

There were also energy tridents formed by surging magic power, which were formed in mid-air under the guidance of the Sahuagin priestess's staff, and then fell like falling rain, attacking the monsters and humans fighting with the Sahuagin warriors.

There were also occasional falling tracer spells, which pierced the eyes of humans and Dragonspawn, and the occasional human hold spells that fell could also control some unprepared human warriors.

The Sahuagin Baron, who ruled over all the fish-men, hid behind the Sahuagin team, commanding the Sahuagin to continue charging.

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These Sahuagin warriors clung to the retreating resistance team, as if they were tireless and unafraid of death.

Roar,

At this moment, the dragon's angry roar came, and White Dragon Germot descended from the sky and fell to the earth.

"Oh, the dragon is here, our reinforcements have arrived,"

The crowd fighting with the monsters burst into shouts, and their spirits were lifted, temporarily suppressing the Sahuagin's attack.

The White Dragon's huge body fell, trampling several rushing Sahuagin warriors to death on the spot. The dragon's might emanating from his body spread, causing these fierce Sahuagin to be stunned for a moment.

White Dragon Germot opened his mouth, his mouth full of white fangs bit a Sahuagin in half and fell to the ground, then he roared angrily,

"You damned monsters, you dare to attack the Dragon Territory, are you not afraid that the dragon's anger will destroy you?"

"Dragon?"

A green light lit up in the depths of the heavy fog. The Sahuagin Baron took a few steps forward and looked at the White Dragon that fell to the ground.

"It's just a White Dragon, and only a juvenile dragon," The Sahuagin Baron's face was disdainful. His powerful strength was not afraid of the juvenile dragon, and he wielded sharp enchanted weapons on his four arms.

"Continue the attack, capture this White Dragon, I also want to have a White Dragon as a pet like those frost giants."

"Attack, catch this White Dragon as a pet,"

"Taste the taste of dragon blood."

The Sahuagin priestess waved the coral staff in her hand, inducing a trace of divine power to fall, trying to suppress the White Dragon.

The four-armed fish-men warriors mixed in with the ordinary Sahuagin took the initiative to attack the White Dragon with sharp weapons.

Hiss,

White Dragon Germot took a step back, and joined the Dragonborn and adventurers. He took a deep breath as he retreated. A trace of cold air came out of his frost-white scales, his chest and abdomen bulged, and his huge mouth opened,

Whoosh, a gust of frost breath roared out of the White Dragon's mouth, and the cold breath sprayed out, freezing towards the rushing Sahuagin warriors.

Although there was the protection of the spell guided by the Sahuagin priestess, the ordinary Sahuagin were also harmed by the White Dragon's breath. The moisture on their bodies was condensed into frost by the cold breath, and the tridents in their hands became cold and piercing, freezing together with the flesh on their hands.

The seawater soaked on the ground was frozen into a thin layer of ice, and many Sahuagin couldn't stop their momentum and fell directly.

They suffered from cold frostbite, their hands and feet were cold, their limbs became clumsy, and some weak Sahuagin were even temporarily frozen in place.

White Dragon Germot took the opportunity to rush into the monster group, and his sharp dragon claws easily killed those Sahuagin. The dragon head bit and tore, and the long fangs crushed the fish-men, revealing his mouth full of blood and flesh.

"Take this opportunity to rush up and kill these monsters," The Dragonborn Worg, seeing the opportunity, followed the White Dragon and took the initiative to attack, waving his wolf claws and pouncing out.

The warriors behind him also followed the Worg and counterattacked, but the Sahuagin were not afraid of the juvenile White Dragon and these humans and monsters. Under the priestess's spell, they all pounced up, making up for the gap of the Sahuagin who had suffered the dragon's breath attack before.

The powerful Sahuagin Baron also waved his weapon and stepped up with his strong body. The Sahuagin priestess waved the coral staff in her hand and dropped spells on him to strengthen and protect him.

Whoosh,

This powerful fish-man baron followed the surging team of fish-men warriors and ran, shooting the trident in his hand towards the White Dragon's huge body.

At this time, the juvenile dragons in the distant Dragon Nest Mountains also saw the smoke rising from the signal fire in the distance, as well as White Dragon Germot's message in dragon language magic.

They stood up one after another, and the female Red Dragon Kleineria also jumped out of Caron's lava lake and came to Caron.

"What do we do, Caron," Many juvenile dragons looked at the Red Dragon. In White Dragon Germot's message, they all knew that it was monsters from the sea, but they didn't know how powerful the monsters were.

After the previous lessons, these dragons would not be so impulsive. They were afraid of being targeted again. Even with the dragon's innate arrogance, they had to admit that juvenile dragons were not enough to stand at the top of the world.

If these invading monsters could pose a danger to these juvenile dragons, they could give up Golden Estuary Town. After all, they were selfish chromatic dragons. Even under Caron's influence, they only cared about the dragon group.

The red dragon exhaled a plume of fiery sparks, and he stood up. "The territory of the dragon clan cannot be violated. These sea monsters will not be more powerful than dragons even after they come ashore."

Karon had a clear assessment and comparison of his own strength. He was much stronger than ordinary young red dragons, and he was not afraid of the Naga in the deep sea even with his current power.

Karon stretched out his wings, which were more than twenty meters long, and said in a deep voice, "You stay behind and intercept the enemy or provide support as needed. I will let the fury of the dragons destroy the lives of these enemies."

Rumble! The red dragon's powerful and wide wings flapped, creating a howling gale. The wind of the high sky and the magic in the air lurked beneath his wings, and the misty heat evaporated from his scales.

In that instant, the red dragon's speed reached its peak. Red flames soared into the sky as he broke through the air's resistance and rode the gale away. A sharp whistling sound echoed in the high sky.

Behind him, dragons of various colors slowly ascended, rising into the air.