In that instant, the little female dragon had two choices.
One was to become the Beastmen's loyal dog and point out the location of Duque and the others. She could imagine that she would definitely be attacked by Duque and the others. The most likely outcome was that she would die.
This was also a matter of status.
If Duque and the others panicked, or if Duque opened a portal early to escape, the little female dragon would not be so afraid.
However, the best fighter among her peers was already lying on the ground. Blood was still flowing from his severed neck. It was not a scene of blood splattering dozens of feet, but it was still frightening enough.
What kind of person was a Mage who could easily kill a thousand-year-old dragon?
The little female dragon did not dare to imagine.
Looking at Duke's strange face and the confident smile on Duke's face, Luo Ruoxi felt a chill run down her spine. The little female dragon naturally took it as a warning — don't talk too much! Otherwise, you will end up like him.
So, the little female dragon did not hesitate to choose the second option.
Pretending to be deaf and mute.
After all, if the queen was rescued, she might still have to mix with the humans and elves in the future. The Tirisfal Council had worked together with the four major dragon races for thousands of years.
The little female dragon whispered in dragon language, "I didn't see anything."
The little female dragon was not sure if he had heard her. Unexpectedly, in the next second, the young human used arcane energy to produce a line of words. It was standard dragon language, and on it was the name of the leader of the Red Dragon Army: Alexstrasza.
The little female dragon said, "Understood."
"Hey! Mount, what are you shouting for? "the Beastman on the dragon's back asked rudely.
"Nothing, my throat is itchy," the little female dragon replied helplessly in her unpracticed Beastman language.
To the people below, flying at high speed was just a matter of a flash. If dragons could sweat, the little female dragon would definitely be drenched as if she had just been fished out of water.
The dragon shadow disappeared into the distance. The group of five finally sighed in relief.
The danger had passed. How to clean up the mess was now on the agenda.
Ronin rubbed the back of his head, as if he had been holding back a breath and suddenly exploded, "Everyone, sorry, I messed up again. I … "
"Who said you messed up?" Duque said with a straight face, "I thought you had a bright future and could attract enemies, so I taught you how to use your magic talent. I'm the one who should feel sorry for letting you become bait without knowing it. "
Huh? Is this true?
Luo Ning froze. If he hadn't made a move against the first few Beastmen, then Gavin Rad alone would have been enough to slaughter them all.
Duque pursed his lips and turned to Marian. "Did you hear that dragon's dragon language?"
She didn't know why Duque wanted to protect Rhonin's pride, but since Duque was the boss of the team, Marian was happy to do him a favour. "Congratulations, Duque. You've successfully connected with the Red Dragon Army."
After saying that, Marian translated a little of the little female dragon's Dragon Language.
The other three once again opened their mouths wide in shock.
Is that even possible?
"Red Dragons that like to fight are few and far between, after all. Killing this guy will be getting rid of a scourge. In terms of results, our fight was perfect. No one was hurt, and they were on the line. Also … "
Duque chanted a short incantation, and a giant portal opened up. In front of the four of them, a semi-ethereal Specter Mage walked out of the blue oval portal with a giant magic puppet.
"Master, what are your orders?" Karthika asked.
He was supposed to be an influential figure in this world, but because of a ridiculous twist of fate, he died before he could even make a name for himself.
Duque pointed at the giant dragon corpse. "Same old rules."
Karthika's mouth twitched. "Master Duque, I must remind you that the Red Dragon Army is fundamentally kind."
Duque said righteously, "Right now, our factions are at war, and we're on our way to save Alexstrasza. If the Red Dragon Queen is that petty, I'll make sure she doesn't have a good time. "
"Alright, you're the master. Whatever you say." Karthika waved his hand, and more Arcane Puppets ran out of the portal. Under his command, they skillfully dissected the dragon corpse.
The third-generation Red Dragon Grizzla, who had a bright future ahead of him and had a high chance of becoming an Ancient Dragon, was dissected and transported away in front of everyone.
The entire process took less than twenty minutes. It was clear that Karthika's Skinning was at the Master level.
"Now I believe that you've killed more than three hundred Red Dragons in Alterac," Marian said, giggling.
Although many military reports were accompanied by magical images, the arrogant elves always felt that the humans were lying about the military reports and exaggerating their achievements.
Otherwise, why would fifty thousand Beastmen be able to beat the High Elves like dogs, while the twenty to thirty thousand humans were able to kill the Beastmen? Didn't this mean that the High Elves were inferior to the humans?
The elves couldn't accept this truth from the bottom of their hearts.
Karthika shrugged. "I didn't want to. After dissecting a few hundred Red Dragons, I can dissect one with my eyes closed."
What was Duque doing at this moment?
He sighed and laughed inwardly.
Of the two Archmages in Azeroth, Karthika was a tragedy. Unless he joined the Lich King in the future, he would be like this for the rest of his life. Luo Ning … Who knew if Luo Ning would be able to rise to the level he had in 'history' in this life?
However, this wasn't something that Duque had to worry about.
After the dozens of Arcane Puppets, which had been created using the Karazhan Curator as a blueprint, cleaned up the scene, Karthika retreated with his subordinates.
"Alright, what do we do now?" Gavinrad looked at the supplies that had been brought back from Karazhan and was worried that there weren't enough horses to transport them.
This was because the food stored in a Mage's storage bag would sometimes go bad.
Duque suddenly laughed. He flipped his hand and pointed behind him with his thumb. "Why don't we ask our friends over there?"
No one knew what Duque was doing.
In Grim Batol, Queen Alexstrasza, who had transformed into her human form and had been lying on the cold floor, twitching in pain, suddenly opened her eyes.
The main reason why the Red Dragon Army was willing to be enslaved by the Beastmen was because the entire race was connected on a spiritual level.
The Queen's will was absolute. Similarly, the lower Red Dragons also acted as the support for the Queen's power.
On this day, Alexstrasza once again felt the loss of the Red Dragon Army.
For the young dragons that only had animal instincts and the intelligence of a five- or six-year-old human child, a loss was a loss. Strictly speaking, as long as they didn't have complete self-awareness, they couldn't be considered a part of the Red Dragon Army.
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