This scene was very strange, but also very funny.
The four people around Duque were all panicking. They had almost activated their invincibility skills and fridges.
Only Duque had his hands behind his back. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, putting on a "handsome" show in the mountain wind.
As for the other side.
The mysterious Red Dragon that had been prepared to greet Duque's group with a blazing dragon's breath was even funnier.
More than half of the Dragon's Breath had come out of its throat, but it was swallowed back by the Red Dragon as if it was swallowing saliva.
What the heck!
You can swallow the flames you spat out?
Why don't you show what you eat and shit?
Cough cough!
After a while.
The four people around Duque were embarrassed! They had thought that there would be a fierce battle. Who knew that after Duque threw out a dragon's head, the Red Dragon would … give up?
That's right! It really gave up!
Actually, it was not the Red Dragon's fault.
Ancient dragons were not cabbages that could be found anywhere they wanted. Kurtzla was the famous leader of the third generation of dragons in the Red Dragon Army!
Had he climbed a mountain of swords?
Had he seen a pot of boiling oil?
Had he seen someone swallow ten-thousand-year-old ice as ice cream?
She! Did! See! After!
That's right! That was what Kurtzla had done!
Alright, Kurtzla, who didn't believe in superstitions and dared to try anything and kill anything, now had his dragon's head, which was bigger than a small house, appear in front of her. Seeing the arrogant Kurtzla's eyes wide open in anger, it would be strange if the little female dragon did not pee in her pants.
Dragon's breath could not be swallowed easily.
A large amount of dragon breath could not find a place to vent, and could only come out through the gaps of her teeth and nose, choking her half to death. She was so stunned that she did not dare to spray this dragon breath on Duke.
His long snake-like neck quickly turned and spat the dragon's breath to the side.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! "The little female dragon choked so hard that her tears almost flowed out.
Rhonin: "…"
Sasha: "…"
Marian: "…"
Gavin Rad: "…"
Silence!
Dead silence!
In the huge, dark cave, only the sound of the little female dragon's bitter coughs could be heard.
This, this, what the hell was this?
Sasha and the other three looked at Duque with admiration that was beyond reason. Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what Duque would do next.
Duque slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upwards. "Rhonin, where's the little thing Krasus gave you? Give it to me. "
How did Duque know that Krasus had given him a small talisman? However, he did not hesitate. Duque was the leader of the team. Not only was he the leader of the team, but he was also the leader of half of the Alliance. He admired and respected Duke very much, so he didn't hesitate to hand over Krasus's trinket to Duke without the slightest hesitation. Krasus had told him that he couldn't give it to anyone else.
Duque took it and casually tossed it away. The silver earring drew a beautiful arc in the air that cut through the darkness. It flew in front of the little female dragon, bounced twice on the ground, and stopped moving.
The little female dragon finally caught her breath. She looked at the trinket on the ground and was speechless.
Of course she knew what the higher-ups meant …
Duque's confident voice sounded again. "Choose. Become the second Graz, or do us a small favor …"
Duque's lips curled into a sinister smile. He seemed to be waiting for the little female dragon to reject him so that he could publicly slaughter her.
Who would have thought that the little female dragon would choose neither. Her huge yellow pupils rolled around as she spoke in the human language, "I must be seeing things because I've been on too many missions recently. This won't do. I need to catch up on some sleep while I'm on sentry duty."
With that, she swayed her huge body and curled up in a corner of the huge cave like a puppy. She curled up and slept!
Yes, I'm sleeping. I didn't see anything. I don't care if you believe it or not, I believe it!
That was what the little female dragon was implying.
At this moment, the world seemed to fall silent.
Windsor and the others were completely speechless.
That worked? Was this guy a dragon or a profiteer selling fake goods in the antique market? Du Ke scared the dragon just like that, and it was terrified?
Duque, who had retracted his dragon head, should have led everyone over. However, Duque suddenly turned around quickly and took a step towards the little female dragon. His right hand even shone with the light of magic.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like Duke is about to make a move!
As expected, the little female dragon, who had been pretending to sleep, jumped up. Almost all the scales on her body stood up. She looked like a frightened cat!
Who knew that Duque would raise his hand and cast a small Illumination spell.
Duque looked calm, as if he had done nothing. "No, I just wanted to ask. Do you know where your queen is trapped? Which path is closer? "
The little female dragon was aggrieved!
The little female dragon wanted to kill someone!
Tears almost spurted out of her eyes. I'm a young dragon over a thousand years old! You can't bully a dragon like this …
She cursed Duque's ancestors in her heart and pointed at a cave entrance.
Alright, she couldn't even pretend to sleep anymore. The little female dragon could only watch warily as Duque left.
The moment they left the dragon cave, the four heaved sighs of relief.
Yes.
Rhonin knelt.
Marian knelt.
Windsor knelt.
Gavinrad knelt too.
"Boss, you really scared me to death. I was ready to fight a dragon. "Gavinrad looked like he was wiping sweat, but there wasn't a drop on his forehead.
Duque shrugged. "You can't. We've all seen this dragon. When we killed the first dragon, she was the one that patrolled over. She didn't have the courage to fight then, and she definitely won't now. "
Windsor was convinced by Duque's words. "Alright, where do we go now?"
"Go down!" The others didn't know where to go, but Deathwing did! This guy was extremely annoyed as he muttered silently, directly crossing space and entering Duke's mental isolation layer.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that even if Duque closed his eyes, he wouldn't get lost.
Suddenly, Duque sighed. He took out a handful of magic crystals from his storage bag and handed them to Rhonin.
"Sir, this … is too valuable." Rhonin didn't know what to do.
"First, I need your fighting power. Second, isn't this a good chance to improve your spellcasting? Kill all the Beastmen you see later. "
Duque was right.
Orgrim couldn't let the Horde's trump card be destroyed by the Alliance just like that. In fact, after leaving the dragon cave, Duque's group started encountering large numbers of Beastmen guards.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The four of them were dumbfounded as they looked at Duke who was strolling leisurely in front of the Orc Guards that kept surging out, as if they had seen a ghost.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
