Let alone Yevgeny, all the high elves present breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the surface, they have regained their previous calmness and elegance, but their hearts are still beating wildly.

Although strictly speaking, they are just Evgeny's subordinates, just following orders.

But it is about a metal dragon or a silver dragon cub. Once something of this evil nature is revealed, and the other party is not a wandering cub as the commander had previously deduced, it will be so troublesome, and it will be completely out of control.

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Metal dragons and five-color dragons have completely different parenting policies, especially gold and silver dragons.

Compared to the five-color dragon, which has no sense of responsibility at all, the metal dragon goes to the other extreme and is more inclined to over-protection, so that a consensus was born in response to the delay of time:

That is, if you bully an adult gold and silver dragon or even a young dragon that has left the nest, it may not be a big deal.

Once you notice and hit a baby dragon, it's basically like poking a hornet's nest.

They will not reason with you, but will come out in full force at every turn and attack the city.

Although the high elves are not afraid of war, how could the Elf King rashly start an inexplicable national war because of the mistakes of a bunch of thugs like them who confuse right and wrong and take advantage of merit in a matter that is completely unreasonable in terms of 'righteousness'?

What about the battle?

Therefore, the most likely result is that even if they escape the pursuit of the silver dragon parents by boat, they will still face the collective pressure of the silver dragon group and even the metal dragons, and be thrown out as abandoned children by the Elf King.

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Then, under the scorn of all the high elf citizens and even their tribesmen, and witnessed by the metal dragons, he faced a trial destined to ruin his reputation.

Completely condemned to die on the pillar of shame.

This terrible consequence is simply more terrible than death.

But on the contrary, as long as the chief's inference is still conclusive, then they can explain it by "saving Miss Silver Dragon" from being hunted by the barbarians in the North and successfully rescuing her from the control of the Red Disaster Pavla.

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Even if things are not what they imagined, it doesn't matter at all.

They never harmed the baby dragon from beginning to end, right?

Moreover, which silver baby dragon living outside can refuse the temptation of returning to the tribe?

And they can build a bridge through the hands of the Elf King.

At that time, they will be greeted on the triumphal road from Rivendell to the Royal Court...

There will be noisy cheers and celebrations in the streets!

It will be tears of joy from the tribe!

The Elf King will personally commend them.

The metal dragon will also give them friendship.

By then, they will no longer be on the battlefield and may not see any way forward for hundreds of years, or they will become low-level soldiers who always need to be on the front line of the battle with the drow.

But a hero!

Forge a solid friendship with peace defenders from dragons!

This kind of opportunity has never happened in a thousand years!

With such a beautiful and prosperous future and exciting pictures, no one can refuse it to any high elf who has been bewitched by Evgenisuo's speech.

On this matter.

All of them high elves...

They are all grasshoppers on a rope.

"Do you want to mobilize a team of people to deal with that dragon?" the adjutant volunteered.

The shocked Yevgeny thought for a moment, shook her head and refused:

"No, the paralyzing agent on the arrow shot by the barbarian should have started to take effect, and she can't fly."

"But the area of ​​​​the foothills is too large, and she still has the possibility of escaping. We must use all our hands on this pile."

"Then, be sure to appear as a savior when you see her."

"Yes...must...must!"

It is a matter of wealth, life and future, so much so that the delicate face that was always beautiful and charming in the eyes of humans in the past looked a little distorted due to excessive tension:

"Do you understand?"

"Understood!" the adjutant said with his head down.

Yevgeny looked away from the adjutant:

"Tell those barbarians that another dragon has appeared, one that has spit out all its breath, and let them deal with it, life or death. As for the reward, it will be the same as before."

"Yes, sir!" the adjutant took the order and left.

Normally, she would have been happy with the sudden appearance of such a red dragon, but at this time, compared with the silver dragon that had awakened and started to use magic, she would have been able to bring about all kinds of things...< /p>

Such a fool who vents all the dragon flames as soon as they meet...

She really doesn’t like it!

A few minutes later, the barbarians who received this information became excited.

Another dragon, a red baby dragon, still alive or dead, can handle it on its own, will there be any benefits afterwards?

What the hell is such a good thing?

Is this group of high elves probably scratched by a tree branch while walking in the forest, and finally opened their eyes?

Among the crowd, only Luoxinde, who was alone this time, did not show any smile on his face.

Instead, he stared in the direction where the flames and smoke were soaring into the sky, and strode forward with some staggering steps.

He knocked away a barbarian blocking his way, drew a spear from behind him as he passed by, and when passing another man, he touched a green potion bottle on his waist, bit the mouth of the bottle with his teeth, and spat out the rubber wood.

Bottle cork, expressionlessly pouring it on the tip of the gun.

Luo Xinde threw away the potion bottle and just carried the poisoned spear and two axes on his waist. His expression gradually changed from calm to furious:

"It's you!"

"It's you again!"

"It's definitely you!"

"This time..."

"You must die!!!"

......

"Poof!"

At the southern foot of the mountain range, David casually threw away the last warrior.

A dragon stands alone in the burning forest, with two wisps of afterglow blowing out of its nostrils:

"Huh...this sudden anger is getting worse and worse."

I don’t know if Yilong has been lonely for too long since time traveling. In the past five years, whenever I feel lonely and homesick, I can only talk to myself in my dreams.

Once the accumulated emotions explode, it is often difficult to end them.

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When his anger subsided, everyone in front of him who didn't run away and chose to fight with him immediately was dead.

He was not planning to fight today.

He didn't provoke anyone, so he happily came out to have a buffet, but in the end, someone almost opened the back door...

"It's hard not to be impulsive, isn't it? Brother!"

David looked around at the barbarians who couldn't answer him, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

Although he was even hungrier after the fight, he was still indifferent to the 'food' all over the floor.

After all, it’s not a matter of life and death. If you don’t take a bite, you will starve to death. There is no need to challenge your existing three views and past bottom lines to disgust yourself, right?

And after enjoying the cold and refreshing 'Snow Worm Juice' and the 'Burned Whole Beef Feast', he now has no interest in raw meat.

Now, he is a young dragon with ambition, pursuit and taste!

But just when David, who had exhausted all his energy and was slightly tired, was fluttering his wings and preparing to take off, the webs of his ears suddenly moved.

Then his whole body suddenly turned back and grabbed the spear that came through the air.

The force of this blow was extremely heavy. The sharp spear tip rubbed against the dragon scales between his claws, creating dazzling blood mist and sparks. It slipped out of his claws three inches before stopping at his forehead and heart.

"Awesome!"

David couldn't help but praise it. It was so professional. If it weren't for the wrong scene, he would have wanted to learn from his teacher.

"Warrior, who are you? Are you here to avenge them?"

Seeing the giant dragon speak human words without even knowing his past existence, Luo Xinde, who was already full of anger, stopped in his tracks and suddenly felt sad.

Without further words, he drew out his two axes, roared in the sky, and charged towards David.

Seeing that someone who could fight finally arrived, David was not in a hurry to leave.

But as soon as he took a step, he stumbled, his tongue felt stiff, and his muscles all over his body felt even more sluggish.

He lowered his head and glanced at the thrown spear and the slightly broken claws. He didn't know that he had been hit.

"Nah! I still call you a warrior, but if you can't beat me, I'll poison you, right?"

Despicable barbarians!
Chapter completed!