"Secret exit?"

"No!"

"no!"

Hunk smiled bitterly and shook his head as he ran.

"That…"

"With the dungeon world?"

Doric asked again.

If it was connected to a dangerous dungeon world, although it would indeed be very dangerous, she would still be more willing to enter that kind of place than to go back and confront the group of enemies behind her who might have gathered at least hundreds of enemies.

Dangerous and unknown dungeons.

"No!"

"!!"

"Then what's the reason?"

"Because there is danger here!"

"Danger, danger?"

"Don't worry, that's relative to the guys at the back, so we don't have to worry."

"ah?"

"Why?"

"..."

In this way, the two of them continued to run downward while asking questions.

Finally, after arriving in a larger area, Doric finally understood why Henk said that danger is relative, because...

In the huge pit in front, imprisoned and sleeping by chains and magic circles, who is that chubby dragon if it's not 'Fat Orange'?

"Did you see that?"

"Although for some reasons, it is no match for the two adult black and red ones, it should be more than enough to deal with those behind!"

"If we can wake it up and let it help us, then we have a chance to escape."

"The premise is that the two black dragons won't suddenly come back?"

As he said that, Henk sighed with some emotion.

I think back then, he went to Anne specifically to ask for permission to take Hibberchard, the red dragon named 'Fat Orange' in front of him, to the Swamp of the Dead and Leilong Town to investigate, but the result... then...

The process is really hard to describe!

"good idea!"

"Then let's get started!"

After knowing Henk's purpose and seeing that the fat orange in front of him was not killed, but just fell asleep, Doric was overjoyed, and then hurried forward, using the claws of the hero to destroy the seal on the ground crazily.

Magic circle.

"correct!"

"Don't worry, Henk. Those two black dragons will never come back. They have all gone to Neverwinter!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't dare come in to find you!"

Then, while he was busy, Doric did not forget to explain to Henk who was about to continue to perform some kind of magic in order to cut off the chains that bound Fat Orange's limbs and wings.

"!!"

"They really went to Neverwinter?"

"Then we have to hurry up!"

Not long after, before the enemy behind them arrived, the two of them used brute force to destroy the magic circle. At the same time, Henk also used his old tricks to cut off several key chains with the remaining sacred power.

Then, when they finally used their weapons to slash at the gap between the scales on Fat Orange's lower jaw and neck (?), a certain round red dragon let out some dissatisfied roars under the stimulation of severe pain.

After murmuring, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey!"

"Fat Orange!"

"It's us!"

"Wake up!"

"The enemy is coming!!"

Then, seeing that everything was going well, the two of them ran up to each other's huge head and waved their hands vigorously.

"..."

Soon, the red dragon's huge vertical pupils slowly opened, and then it was a little surprised when it dared to see Henk and Doric.

but!

When it saw the chaotic Dragon Cult cultists, slaves and the black dragons running from a distance, it quickly understood what had happened and suddenly became extremely angry.

Then……

‘MOO!!!’

As the round fat orange let out a deafening roar, soon, before the frightened Dragon Worshipers, slaves and the black dragon dragons could turn around and run away, a scorching red dragon breath instantly overwhelmed them.

.

But that's not the end!

Because, without the restraints and seals of magic, the fat dragon immediately used brute force to break free of more chains and continued to roar angrily. Then, completely ignoring the dissuasion of Doric and Henk, he began to use those words to confront each other.

Some short limbs supported the huge round body and slowly climbed towards the top of the cave.

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