"Lord Shifanlin, I leave it to you to deal with that ancient green dragon." Looking at the legend of the five-meter-tall snake-tailed eagle-winged creature in front of her, the red dragon Cynthia said very respectfully.
"Okay, but after winning this war, I want half of the ancient green dragon's treasure." Shi Fanlin looked at the group of evil dragons in front of him and said his request.
"There may be something wrong with this." A dragon immediately raised objections. In a green dragon tribe, the green dragon with the highest status must have the most wealth. Now Shifanlin wants to take away half of the treasure as soon as he opens his mouth.
How could the five-color dragons be willing to do this?
"Why do you want so many if you haven't started fighting?" A dragon echoed, and as soon as the voice came out, many dragons nodded in agreement.
"If I hadn't been here to hold back this ancient green dragon, you wouldn't have been able to defeat this green dragon tribe, so it's not too much for me to ask for half of the treasure." Shi Fanlin said categorically. He just had memory loss and was not captured.
How could a broken brain be used by these evil dragons? If you want him to take action, you must give him enough reward.
"But your biggest role is to contain the legendary green dragon. Unless you can defeat that green dragon on your own, you can't take so much."
"If I can defeat that ancient green dragon on my own, then I only have to pay you the value of this news. I can defeat the Green Dragon Tribe alone." Old God Shivarin said thoughtfully.
"Without our help, you can't defeat that green dragon tribe. Do you think the other green dragons are fools and will watch you fight with their mistress alone? Are you too naive?"
"Stop arguing. We haven't defeated the Green Dragon Tribe yet, and we're already quarreling over something we haven't gotten yet. Look at what you can do." Finally, Cynthia stood up.
"Shifanlin, you want 50% too much, but I can promise now that if this war can be won, 30% of the treasure owned by the legendary green dragon will be yours. If you want more, then watch
Regarding your performance on the battlefield, you are not a fool, and I am not a fool. All credit will be obtained according to the effort you put in on the battlefield. The more effort you put in, the more you will get. The spoils of war are not distributed according to strength.
"
It's too stupid to set the reward from the beginning. If victory is in sight, some guys might secretly plot the reward. If the spoils are distributed according to military merit, if Shi Fanlin wants more, he must
You have to work hard.
"Then who will determine the amount of this battle merit?"
"Of course it's the old rule. None of us obeys the other. So naturally we asked His Highness Muria's personal guards to bear witness." Soon, under the call of another dragon, eight storm giants riding giant rocs came from
Landing in the sky.
They will not participate in this war against the Green Dragon Tribe, but they will serve as witnesses to record everything that happens on their battlefield as a basis for evaluation of their military exploits.
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"Damn you little devils, you dare to destroy my tribe, I will remember this hatred." The huge ancient dragon, which was huge, like a jasper carving, looked at the lair in the sea of fire, with anger in its eyes.
"You'd better pray that you can be together forever, otherwise, I will retaliate against you one by one. Let you feel my pain at this time."
"And you, you pieced together monster, I will remember you." Finally, the scarred ancient green dragon looked at Shi Fanlin opposite, holding a knife in both hands. If this monster hadn't restrained her, her
The tribe would not be destroyed to such an extent.
"I want to escape." Seeing the ancient green dragon starting to say harsh words, Shi Fanlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a sudden gasp of air from the long tail of his lower body, he immediately rushed towards the green dragon.
"I admit that you are strong, but if I want to leave, you can't stop me." Seeing the monster waving his double swords and slashing at him at high speed, the green dragon smiled proudly, and its huge dragon body tore through the space easily.
, and then escape into it,
"Do you really think you can escape? Idiot." When Shi Fanlin saw Gu Long escaping under his sword, he did not pursue him. Instead, he looked back at the edge of the battlefield, where a storm giant riding a giant roc was watching.
So far, everything that happened in this war has been recorded from beginning to end.
…
"Those damn little monsters, I have memorized all your auras, just wait for my revenge!" Gu Long, who was traveling at high speed through the gaps in space, said angrily.
"Who do you want to take revenge on?" A lazy voice with a hint of impatience suddenly came into the ears of this ancient dragon.
"Who?" In the gap in space, the green dragon, which was traveling at high speed, suddenly heard this sound and was so frightened that its scales almost stood up.
"I am the ten-winged archangel, Asimio!" A dazzling light appeared in front of the green dragon, and then formed a burly figure. He was wearing gorgeous armor, holding a big sword, and pure white wings.
Stretching out behind him, he looked expressionlessly at the green dragon, which was countless times larger than him.
"Ten-Winged Archangel!" Seeing this legendary high-level humanoid creature, the ancient green dragon, who had just been thinking about revenge, was shocked, "Why are you stopping me?"
A bad premonition arose in the heart of this ancient dragon. Although according to common sense, it was impossible for angels and five-color dragons to mix together, she saw too many things today that broke her common sense.
For example, among the five-color dragons that attacked her tribe today, many of them were simply monsters wearing dragon skins. The one that impressed her most was a giant black dragon that could spray five different kinds of dragon breath, and another that was covered in dragon skin.
Wearing a huge magical construct and carrying two magic cannons, the metal dragon was blasting everywhere.
These are just the two more conspicuous monsters among the group of dragons, and there are more weird ones among them. For example, the moment you fight him, it is a huge monster that looks like it is made up of the bodies of different powerful legendary creatures.
"On the order of the Dragon Lord, I'm here to arrest you." The ten-winged archangel Asimio said with a solemn face, "Just surrender, don't make any unnecessary resistance, and follow me to meet the Dragon Lord!"
"Delusion!" Instinctively feeling that the dragon monarch he was talking about was not a good thing, the ancient green dragon roared, sprayed out a breath of dragon breath at the archangel, turned around and ran away. She was full.
He just had a tough fight with a legendary high-level archangel.
"Isn't it better to just capture it without any help? This way everyone can save some energy." Seeing the escaping green dragon, Asimio sighed, flapped his ten wings behind his back, turned into a ray of light and chased after him, and during the process
, the light on his body continued to spread, and finally turned into a pure white sword energy storm, covering the green dragon, and then a shrill scream sounded in the gap in the space.
"Why do you have to do this pointless struggle? Why suffer this kind of pain in vain? Isn't the final result the same?" After a long time, not far from the original Green Dragon Tribe, a heroic angel tore through the space and strolled out.
, under his hand, he was holding the tail of a giant dragon that was nearly sixty meters long. This ancient dragon had its limbs and wings drooping, as if it was dead.
"Do you think you can escape from my hands? In this case, do you underestimate me?" As if talking to himself, the archangel sighed, and shook his hand's head as he spoke
The green dragon was covered in bruises, but the wounds had begun to scab.
The huge size difference between the angel and the dragon caused a huge visual impact. Under the constant ridicule of the angel, the green dragon, which had begun to pretend to be dead, couldn't help opening its eyes and looked at the angel angrily, "As an angel in heaven,
Don't you feel ashamed that you are hanging out with the five-color dragon?"
"They are not the five-colored dragons you know, these are a group of good dragons who like to do evil and promote good." Ten-winged Archangel Asimio said righteously. He believed that Muria's men were all good dragons.
Anyone who dares to deny will be beaten until he admits.
"This is what you call a good dragon." The ancient green dragon tilted its head slightly, looking at its lair with sad eyes. Black smoke rose straight into the sky from its original tribe, and from time to time there were cheers from evil dragons.
A sound came, and she was very familiar with that sound. It was the cheers of the dragons harvesting.
Thinking of the treasures, the ancient dragon thought of the collections that she had not yet had time to take away. Thinking of this, the dragon shed painful tears. In pain, she felt that she could no longer feel the wounds all over her body.
"Why are you crying?" Asimio looked at the green dragon in his hand in confusion with tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes. This surprised him. He had lived for thousands of years and this was the first time he saw an ancient dragon shed tears.
, who would dare to believe it?
"I took this dragon away." Asimiya, who had caught the green dragon, carried the ancient dragon and walked around among the five-color dragons that were burning fiercely, letting them understand that they didn't have to worry about an ancient dragon.
In retaliation, "You can act with confidence in the future. No matter what you do, we will be behind you."
After finishing speaking, Asimia ignored the amazed looks of the giant dragons, tore open the rift in space and returned to Sinapus with the green dragon.
"Where is this place?" The ancient green dragon looked at the cloud islands shrouded in clouds and mist in front of her with a frightened look. She saw the young dragons playing in front of the cloud islands, as well as the large number of patrolling giants.
Dwarves and elves building on Cloud Island.
"Sinapus, the place that determines your future destiny," Asimio glanced at the frightened green dragon, looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and kindly reminded her, "Remember to behave well later, and you will
Whether you want to be sealed in a pillar or become a member of the ruling class depends on your choice."
Soon, under the awed gazes of a group of giants, the angel dragged the ancient dragon into the Wind King's castle.
"Your Highness Muria, you are fortunate to have fulfilled your destiny!"