Angmar Mountain is the far west of Dragon Island. If the Treasure Mountain Range is the treasury of the Dragon Clan, then Angmar Mountain is the most desolate area of the Dragon Clan.
Because this is the territory of the green dragon clan, and the so-called green dragons are dangerous guys who can spit poisonous mist and even kill people with just a breath.
"You can't even make lunch? You're a useless piece of trash, you're really worse than a pig or a beast!" The woman's scolding voice was heard in the hall. The servants lowered their heads after hearing the words, but their eyes seemed to be blank.
floated to the same place. And there was a half-dragon standing there, his face covered with dragon scales, extending to his chest, looking very scary.
However, this middle-aged man with a terrifying appearance turned out to be like a child after making a mistake. Not only was his body shaking slightly, it even seemed to be extremely difficult for him to stand.
The half-dragon Tartarus, a giant sword warrior, came to Mount Angmar more than 20 years ago and soon became the punching bag here, or the punching bag of a powerful being.
The whip danced out several afterimages, and finally landed on Tartarus's chest accurately. The leather armor split instantly, and blood dripped, dyeing the exquisite wool carpet red.
Another whipping, another whipping. Time seemed to become slower and slower, so slow that Tartarus felt as if he was standing still. A few minutes later, the woman finally finished venting, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Why are you still lying on the ground? If you're dead, don't get up again. If you still have breath, hurry up and bring me lunch." The woman's voice sounded again, but when it fell into Tartarus's ears, it was like those abyss.
Demonic and terrifying.
The green dragon Lolodia, a peak powerhouse in the poison system, is the master of Angmar Mountain. As a green dragon over two hundred years old, her ability to advance to the peak level is not due to the powerful genes of the dragon clan.
, but your own hard work.
However, as she became stronger day by day, Rolodia's character became more and more violent. In the end, she killed all her relatives with her own hands and silently waited for the Dragon King's wrath to come.
That day Gonzalez came to Mount Angmar and made Lolodia lose her ability to resist with just one punch. Only then did Lolodia realize how stupid she was, so stupid that she even challenged the Dragon King. "Since you want to prove yourself, then become the master of Mount Angmar! Any time, remember, any time, as long as you feel you are ready, you can go to the Golden Plains to find me."
"But that is also your last chance, because there are only two outcomes, either I will be killed by you, or you will have your neck broken by me!"
Dragon King Gonzalez said this and then floated away. From that day on, Rolodia became the new owner of Angmar Mountain and the leader of the green dragon lineage.
However, after so many years, Rolodia has never challenged the Dragon King again. Because with the growth of strength and mind, she feels that the gap between herself and the opponent has not narrowed, but has become wider and wider.
And there is a secret hidden in Rolodia's heart, a secret that only she knows. Rolodia has not been able to understand the power of coercion to this day, which makes her become more and more irritable and irritable.
To the point where you need to vent your anger by abusing your own kind.
The half-dragon warrior Tartarus is already the seventeenth person she has vented on. The previous sixteen unlucky ghosts have already gone to the Hall of Valor, or even their bones have been corroded by the venom.
A moment later, Tartarus returned tremblingly with a dinner plate. He endured the pain all over his body and the anger in his heart, waiting for the second round of beatings.
Sure enough, the green dragon Rolodia overturned the dinner plate again, and this time the whip was more fierce. The servants on the side lowered their heads silently. Although they were glad that they could escape unscathed, who could
I guarantee that the person lying on the ground tomorrow will not be me.
The dragon tribe respects the strong, and the strong can do whatever they want, challenge the dragon king, and kill any tribesman they don't like.
As for the weak, they have only two choices, either endure the pain and hope that one day they can become stronger. Or they can leave their hometown and escape from Dragon Island. However, this kind of defection rarely happens, because the dragon clan
With a strong sense of territoriality, most of them would rather die on Dragon Island than go to a foreign land.
"Take him down for treatment. I want him to stand here alive and kicking before dinner, otherwise you four losers can go and die."
Rolodia took a sip of her ale, and then waved her hands to signal the servants to get out of the hall. The four green dragon tribesmen turned pale when they heard this, and then they carried the half-dragon Tartarus out with all their hands.
For the current leader of the Green Dragon Clan, they call it fear rather than respect. Because Rolodia seems to have no kinship at all, and she will never show mercy when killing the green dragon.
The hall became quiet again. If it weren't for the stained blood still remaining on the wool carpet, the place would have looked like a beautiful scroll. Rolodia stood up and walked to the window, casting her sights on the Elven Continent.
"Are you a new powerful person? It seems that Dragon Island has been busy recently."
"Why am I the only one who can't understand the power of coercion? Why am I the only one who is the unlucky one? Why can't I feel any of the other party's breath until now!"
As Green Dragon Rolodia muttered to herself, the expression on her face became more and more distorted. Hatred and fear mixed together, and eventually fermented into something called "jealousy", which continued to corrode
Every inch of her nerves.
"Is this the helplessness my father said? Is this the flaw of the Green Dragon clan?"
"But why is it that only the Green Dragon clan is not favored by the gods? Why is it that only the Green Dragon clan has a high probability of being unable to comprehend the power of coercion?"
"Is it because of the toxins in the body? But without those toxins, how would the advantages of the green dragon clan be reflected?"
"It must be that I haven't practiced enough, and I must be too young. Five hundred years later, if I still can't understand the power of coercion, then maybe it's time to make a decision."<
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"He's just a lucky guy, and he doesn't deserve to be so interested in the entire dragon clan. The Dragon King is really stupid, and he actually plans to have anything to do with him."
Rolodia finally let out a long sigh, and then stood by the window, as if she had turned into a stone sculpture. However, the anger in her eyes never dissipated.
As for the half-dragon warrior Tartarus, he slowly opened his eyes after taking countless magic potions. It was still a familiar place, the smell of corruption was still there, and the heart-wrenching pain was still there. p>
Without any complaints, he slowly raised his hand and began to check the new injuries on his body. As a half-dragon, no matter how angry he was, he could never take action against Lolotia.
Because if he does that, his hometown will probably be annihilated. The only reason for Tartarus to live now is to live as long as possible, so that he can bear the bullying of the other party and save his people from persecution. That is the case.
This is just a drop in the bucket and cannot change the tragic fate of the half-dragons at all.