Shaqra was extremely depressed. No matter where he went, he couldn't find anything that resembled a dragon corpse. This was too strange. Didn't they say that killing a dragon would give you a lot of good stuff? Why didn't he get anything after killing one? Of course, since he had never encountered such a situation before, Shaqra didn't understand what was going on.
"Boss, we've lost more than 30 brothers." A subordinate ran over to report to Shakra. Originally, if the Thieves were well-organized, they wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss. However, Xiao Mi's [Dragon's Prestige] could create a huge amount of chaos, causing the Thieves to be unable to organize, resulting in such a huge loss.
"Damn it!" Shaqra slapped the ground with all his might. Not only did he not get anything, but he had also lost 30 brothers. This was a huge loss. However, who would've thought that they would be ambushed by a Gold Dragon? This was simply an unexpected disaster.
Just as he was feeling depressed, another subordinate rushed over. "Boss, boss, it's bad! The dragon is here again!"
"What?" Shaqra hurriedly looked towards the entrance of his camp. Sure enough, he saw a golden silhouette rushing over. It looked too familiar. Wasn't that the same Gold Dragon from before?
"I was wondering why there wasn't a dragon corpse just now. So it's not dead yet," Shaqra nodded.
"Boss, what do we do?" another subordinate asked.
"Attack! This time, we must kill it!" Shaqra hadn't even realized how serious the situation was. He was already thinking about killing this dragon and getting rich.
Millet didn't care about what the other side was thinking. In any case, she would only listen to Li Huailin's orders. She would effectively kill the troops on this side. Seeing the Thieves gathering again, Millet activated Dragon's Might again and charged forward.
These Thieves were all lower level than Millet. Her Dragon's Might was extremely accurate. The Thieves simply couldn't organize themselves. Wherever Millet went, chaos ensued. Fortunately, she had the help of the Magician Emissaries. This time, it took a little longer. After three minutes, Millet let out another blood-curdling scream, then turned into a golden light and disappeared.
"He … he died again?" Shaqra was sweating profusely. After being ravaged twice by Millet, the bandit camp was in a complete mess. The ground was littered with corpses and injured bandits. The entire camp was in a complete mess. Most of the sentry posts, wooden walls, and other structures had been destroyed. Fortunately, Millet remembered Li Huailin's words and didn't destroy the houses. Otherwise, it would have been even more tragic.
"Lord Emissary, what is going on?" Shaqra looked around and saw that there were no corpses this time. He had no idea what was going on, so he could only ask the two Messengers who were more knowledgeable.
"It's hard to say." Although the emissary had stayed in the palace before, dragons were too rare. He only knew about them from books, so he didn't know what was going on with Little Mi. Was this the ability of the Golden Dragon or something else? He didn't know.
"This guy has already disappeared once. Will he appear again in a while?" Shakra asked.
"That's possible." The messenger nodded. After all, this was the second time Millet had appeared. "But it's strange. Why would we be attacked by a Golden Dragon? Dragons are rare creatures, and they usually don't attack humans unless humans provoke them. Did the leader offend a dragon recently?"
"How is that possible? Why would I provoke them? I can't wait to hide, okay?" Shakra was on the verge of tears. What was wrong with this dragon? Why did it come to mess with him?
"Generally speaking, there are only two reasons why a dragon would attack a human. One is because we have entered their territory, and the other is because of treasures." The messenger, Ella, explained what she had read in the book. "The Dragon race loves treasures very much. Could it be that they saw that our camp has a lot of financial reports, so they have evil intentions?"
"Treasures?" Shakra rolled his eyes. That was an explanation. Recently, the Reggie Bandits had indeed obtained a lot of gold coins. As they were gradually gaining the upper hand in the war against other bandits, the merchants nearby had all handed over their insurance money to him. Now, they were all hiding in their secret rooms. Could it be that this dragon could discover them?
"Boss, we have lost another 40 brothers this time. There are more than 100 injured." The subordinates reported after calculating the losses. As more people had died, their damage output had decreased. This caused Millet to wreak havoc for a longer period of time. Hence, the losses were even greater.
"Messengers, please think of a solution. If this continues, we will be wiped out," Shakra cried.
The two messengers didn't know what to do. How were they supposed to deal with this situation? Of course, they didn't want anything to happen to the Reggie Bandits. After all, it was a force that they had nurtured to control this area. It was also a great help to the rebellion. However, there was nothing they could do in the face of such a natural disaster.
"Boss, it's not good. The dragon is here again." As they were talking, Millet resurrected again. Li Huailin had sent Millet to attack again. Now, it had rushed to the entrance of the Reggie Bandits' camp.
"What do we do? What do we do? This dragon can't be killed no matter what. If this continues, we will really be wiped out," Shakra said.
"Should we try to communicate with it and see what it wants?" Ella suggested.
"Ah? We can communicate with this guy? "Shakra asked in disbelief.
"The Dragon race is also an intelligent race. Although this dragon isn't an adult, it still has intelligence. Although it might not be able to speak the human language, it shouldn't be a problem for it to communicate. We should ask it what it wants. If we can give it to it, we will give it to it," Ella said.
"Alright. You, try it later," Shakra said as he pointed at the subordinate who came to report.
"Me? Boss … this … "The subordinate was scared out of his wits. He was actually asked to communicate with this dragon?
"Are you going or not? If you don't, I will kill you right now," Shakra said immediately.
"Al … alright." Under the threat of death, the subordinate could only bite the bullet and agree.
Soon, Millet rushed to the entrance of the camp for the third time. She slammed open the half-broken door with her palm and rushed in again. However, the situation was slightly different this time. Half of the Bandits were still groaning on the ground. Although the other half had gathered, they stood there without attacking. Only one Bandit stood in front of her, his legs trembling as he looked at her.
"This … Brother Dragon, I … I was sent here to negotiate. When two armies fight, they don't kill the envoys. Don't … don't hit me." The subordinate looked at the Gold Dragon standing in front of him and mustered up his courage.
"Ugh?" Millet tilted her head. She had never seen such a situation before. She was slightly stunned.
Seeing that Millet really stopped, the subordinate quickly said, "Brother Dragon, our boss will ask you what you need. We will definitely give it to you. Let's talk this out. There's no need to fight and kill each other, right …"
"Ah?" Millet understood what the subordinate was talking about, but after the subordinate's reminder, Millet remembered that she was here to bite people according to Master's instructions. Hurry up and settle the matter, or else Master will be angry again.
After thinking about it, Millet raised her claw and slapped the subordinate who was talking to Millet in front of her. Without another word, Millet rushed into the crowd again.
"F * ck! What kind of communication is this? There's no way to communicate at all, okay? "Shakra immediately said." Fight, kill it first. "
After another round of indiscriminate attacks, Millet died again. This time, she wreaked havoc in the bandits' camp for a full five minutes. The bandits' casualties increased rapidly, and the ground was filled with corpses.
"What should we do? If this happens again, we're really going to be wiped out." Shakra was really beaten to tears. He pulled the two messengers and complained.
The two messengers were also depressed. Normally, when they encountered such a situation, they would immediately inform the local government. Then, the Empire would naturally send an army to encircle this dragon. However, the problem was that they couldn't report it to the government. The bandits were being attacked, and it was related to the rebel army on their side. Under the situation where they couldn't expose themselves, they had no way to reason with them.
"Let's run," Ella said. "Let's leave while there are still people."
"Run?" Shakra was stunned. Run to where? This is our base camp. Where can we run to?
"Let's get out of here first. Otherwise, this unkillable dragon will come again and again. It's only a matter of time before all of us are exhausted. Let's retreat while we still have some people. We'll come back after the dragon leaves," Ella said.
"Yes, that's right." Shakra nodded. Although the Dragon was staring at this place, if he ran away, the Dragon wouldn't stay in his camp forever. He would hide for two days, and then come back after a few days when the Dragon left.
Millet was still resurrecting, but the bandits knew that she would come back soon. Shakra quickly organized his team and prepared to retreat. The bandits were already thinking of running away. When they heard their boss' decision, they immediately agreed and began to retreat.
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