37. Chapter 37 Giant Dragon? Giant Dragon!! (Part 2)

Author: He gave up and I took it

Chapter 37 Giant Dragon? Giant Dragon!! (Part 2)

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

Itarek's voice sounded clearly, but no one was in the mood to answer his questions.

Everyone was immersed in the shock and could not recover for a long time.

In fact, there is a giant dragon that has been hiding beside them for all these years?

Eat, drink and have fun together without anyone knowing, and even forge weapons for their warriors?

And the Molten Iron King that he and others had been besieging for a long time was actually transformed into that giant dragon?!

What a joke——!!

He raised his head subconsciously.

That towering body was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes, allowing everyone to instinctively feel the strange beauty coming from the source of power.

With a length of more than twenty meters, it is like an indestructible mountain. The dark and deep dragon scales are densely covered in every corner. Even if the towering and circling dragon horns are just beginning to appear, you can already see the shadow projected from the reflection.

Represents supreme and powerful authority!

Especially when the huge and majestic dragon's head hangs down.

Everyone can see the light of wisdom shining in the depths of those amber vertical dragon eyes, which undoubtedly proves that the giant monster in front of them is definitely not a fool, and is far more dangerous and deadly than his kind!

"Ah, the supreme great dragon, thank you for your long-term protection of Zangula! This is the honor of all trolls!"

Tolisso reacted fastest.

While others were still immersed in horror, he knelt down to Itarek without hesitation and chanted his gratitude loudly.

Regardless of whether tonight's rebellion is successful or not, the most important thing is whether he will survive.

But if the relationship with the great dragon is not properly handled, even if it is just a word, the tens of thousands of trolls of Zangula's race may not be able to see the sun tomorrow!

"You don't have to be so formal. The days hiding among you really brought me a lot of interesting memories.

So you can relax, I have no intention of setting down the fire of destruction in Zangula, even if we were facing each other just now."

Ping pong——

Wait until you get used to Longwei a little.

Augustus threw away the iron spear with a bitter mouth and knelt on the ground respectfully.

"O supreme great dragon, please forgive us for our offense to you and do not involve my compatriots. I am willing to pay any price for this!"

"You didn't make a mistake. I enjoyed this warm-up and I'm impressed by the determination and courage you showed."

The dragon's pupils sank.

Less than five meters away from Augustus, he could even clearly see his slightly distorted reflection in the deep and mysterious amber!

The indescribable shock made Augustus forget to breathe and forget about the golden dynasty that was in his heart.

And it wasn't until this moment that he discovered it.

Itarek's voice appeared directly in everyone's minds, but his mouth didn't open or close at all!

Poison Swamp King's expression changed uncertainly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Navarro, on the other hand, had already rolled his eyes and was about to faint under the impact of Long's power and this shocking truth.

"Roar——!! Why... why... stand on that tyrant...'s side... You could have done more!"

Everyone at the scene suddenly changed their expressions.

Shaluba, who was confused in his thinking, struggled to squeeze out the words from the depths of his throat. The offense and dissatisfaction in his words made August wish he could nail this bastard to death with an iron spear himself!

But Shaluba is very serious, he really wants to know the answer!

Tens of thousands of troll civilians starved to death, becoming the most tragic victims in Zangula's history.

If the great dragon is willing to take action.

There is no need for him to destroy the soul-eating demons in the Wailing Wilds, end the war early, and fundamentally solve the food crisis of Zangula.

Even if you just do something casually, just clear the forest near Borneo City, the life of the troll civilians will be much easier!

but why.

He stayed in the city of Borneo as the Molten Iron King, accepting the admiration of all the people while still watching indifferently?!

Sheruba knew the serious consequences of angering the great dragon.

However, the tens of thousands of troll civilians who died in vain screamed in his head and used his body to question Italek——

Why?!

Do we not respect you enough?

Or do you think we have committed some crime that deserves death, and deserve to starve to death from the moans of our intestines?

Why, why don't you save us, why don't you lend a helping hand to us as much as we can?

"Because I don't care, Sharupa.

Time seemed to stand still, in a silence that could be heard as a needle dropped.

The great dragon looked down indifferently, staring at the figure as small as an ant.

"Similar species can kill each other and stab their fellow humans into the heart for various reasons, but we are not even considered the same species.

When I opened my eyes, you were still in your prime, but when I took a nap, the troll was already old.

I can conquer the sky, but you can only crawl on the earth.

I can single-handedly destroy your entire race that has developed for thousands of years, but among the dragons, I am just a boy.

In your eyes, King Tu’s hegemony has already taken up all of your life, but in my opinion, it is fundamental only for all the great power to return to you!"

A stream of hot air suddenly spurted out from his nostrils, almost blowing Sharuba away from where he was frozen.

At this moment, he deeply felt the fundamental difference between the two!

He, a top warrior who is considered the best among trolls, cannot even withstand a breath of the great dragon. I am afraid that in his eyes, we trolls are no different from ants...

Perhaps, even if they survive to this day, they have to thank the other party for not being destroyed easily.

The hysterical laughter went from slight to louder.

The non-humanoid monster laughed slumped on the ruins, and the cold raindrops fell back into the quiet battlefield, hitting every troll in the face and falling into the heart of every troll.

Do not know why.

An indelible sadness quietly spreads, and there is nothing greater than the death of one's heart.

When the shrill laughter subsided, the self-destructive smile faded.

Itarek was surprised to see Sheruba standing up unsteadily, staring at those pure eyes that remained as firm as ever after experiencing painful torture.

"Great... dragon... I understand your thoughts... but the blood debt of tens of thousands of wronged souls... can only be appeased with revenge..."

In the trembling silence.

Itarek was silent for a moment, listening to Sheruba's difficult but unwavering continued words.

"Please... get out of the way... Tolisso, who caused all this, must... die today!"

"...No, I need him alive."

"Then... please allow me to... launch a rebellion against you, the supreme and great one!!"

At this moment, everyone was moved!

Ignoring the intense disbelief and fear in others' eyes.

Itarek quietly stared at this ordinary and unknown person, changing from slow to trotting, and then from trotting to galloping.

Shaluba stepped over the head of Navarro, who was lying limp on the ground.

It was obvious that the latter had not yet reached the point of exhaustion, and his injuries were far less serious than those of the warrior, but he still could not stand upright in front of Longwei diluted by Italek, let alone run like Xiaruba.

Xalupa strode past the Poisonous Swamp King who was prostrate to the ground!

As the leader of all voodoo priests, a tycoon with huge ambitions, and a powerful spellcaster who masters many curses and spells.

At this moment, he was still trembling in front of Itarek and did not dare to say anything, for fear that his previous remarks would lead to disaster.

Not to mention taking the initiative to charge.

Sheruba jumped up and flew over Augustus who was kneeling on the ground!

As a noble who stands at the top of the entire Zangula, a warrior who survived the cruel battlefield, and a selfless person who vowed to create a golden age.

I also had to pray in my heart for the mercy of the great dragon, and begged him to leave a flame of hope for his civilization.

How can we set off a rebellious and unethical resistance?
To be continued...