1
The dwarves and elves screamed and retreated, while the Scar Man shouted, "No, I still have value! I still..."
Suddenly, the mother dragon froze, her wings slightly folded, and she swung her tail violently. Utilizing the force of the tail swing, she swiftly turned around in the narrow cave. Her tail swept through the air like a scythe, decapitating humans and elves. In an instant of contact with the baby dragon, the force softened, and the tip of her tail gently flicked, curling the baby dragon before propelling herself out of the cave with a powerful leap.
Only then did the two bodies hit the ground and the dwarf touched the top of his head, unable to believe that he had escaped because of his height.
At this time, he found a crack in the stone wall above his head, and a glimmer seeped out from it.
Two seconds later, the gap widened rapidly and a blazing column of light shone straight down to the bottom of the cave, enveloping the dwarf without a cry, instantly vaporizing from the heat.
The mother dragon rushed out of the cave with her cubs, roaring and roaring, and a wave of killing air came crashing down on them.
A clear line of demarcation appeared in the scarlet sky of hell. At the other end of the sky, a pale golden glow and scarlet were clearly separated, and at the center of the glow, a fortress that looked as if it were made of clouds, with high green walls standing in mid-air, stretched as far as the eye could see.
It was a projection of the dragons' Northwind fortress on Paradise Hill, metallic-colored dragons taking off from the wall. On the ground, the thousand incantation stone pillars of the Evil Scale Fortress in the distance pierced straight into the sky, shooting out endless evil light.
Metal dragons belonging to the good camp and colored dragons from the evil camp, as well as gem dragons that had not yet joined the battle filled the sky. Thousands of gigantic dragons and their tens of thousands of vassal servants and dragon descendants fought in the crowded sky.
Brilliant spells streaked across the sky, and all kinds of dragon breath fell on the head. The miserably dead servants fell like rain, and the landing dragons roared and spread their wings to soar into the air.
The Dragonfall War.
A male brass dragon skimmed low overhead, noticing the green dragon mother and her offspring. With a ferocious roar, he turned around in the distance and charged towards them. The baby dragon clung to the mother's back, holding onto her spine.
The female dragon cupped him in a single claw and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, kill a few more and I will complete my war obligation to the dragon queen. Come, let Mother tell you the real bedtime story."
It was too late to take off now, and the first few seconds of her flight would make her a target in mid-air. The mother dragon's eyes stared closely at the angle of the brass dragon's dive and gently said:
[In a moist and warm jungle, there was a troubled little green dragon...]
The baby dragon lifted its head and turned it sideways to listen.
[He is strong, cunning, and cruel. The adult dragons all praise him as a great guy, and then secretly fear him]
The brass dragon gathered its wings and accelerated its dive. A stream of heat passed through the scales of its abdomen and extended to its throat. The blazing dragon's breath overflowed from the corner of its mouth.
[But he was unhappy, for his vault was empty ...]
The flame interrupted the story as a pillar of fire erupted from the brass dragon's mouth. The mother dragon tensed her hind muscles, leaped forward, and narrowly avoided the searing dragon breath that scorched her belly scales, leaving them charred.
The green dragon opened its mouth and bit the tip of the brass dragon's tail, yanking it toward the ground with the aid of gravity. The brass dragon was pulled down and fought to climb, and the green dragon simply used the force to fly up.
[So he prayed to the dragon queen, and the dragon queen promised: Then I will give you a precious gift-a team of dragon slayer warriors!]
The mother dragon's voice rose out of tune because as she tore at the brass dragon, a silver dragon attacked from behind, tearing off dozens of pounds of scales and flesh along her spine with its claws. The spirit of Huang Tonglong was shaken, and he stepped back and kicked away from the mother dragon.
It took another deep breath to accumulate dragon breath, and at the same time, the silver dragon circled half a circle behind its back and struck.
[A dragon slaying team composed of weak low-level creatures, self-proclaimed brave, coveted the strength and territory of the little green dragon, and came towards the jungle]
The female dragon took time to throw out her cub and caught it with her tail in mid-air, freeing her right claw. She did not choose to escape and took a breather to continue her story while flapping her wings to pull back the distance from the brass dragon.
[The little green dragon cunningly set an ambush, one after another catching and killing the brave ones who came. Tearing open their arms and legs in the bushes, spitting poison breath in the valley, pulling them high into the air, and throwing them down]
The claw wind behind her was close at hand, and the mother dragon rushed forward, ignoring the claw tearing of the brass dragon, trapping his head, and causing the flame dragon's breath to spray towards her back, hitting the silver dragon's chest!
[The last surviving brave broke down and wept before the little green dragon, willing to sacrifice an entire city to live. The little green dragon was distressed again, for he had to give back most of the wealth he had gained to the dragon queen. He is a pious and evil dragon, but also a greedy and evil dragon]
The mother dragon flips her tail and throws her young back into the air, holding them in her jaws, her claws clamped around the brass dragon's forelimbs and relying on her weight to press down hard.
The baby dragon was in his mother's mouth, sniffing the blood-filled air and listening carefully to this wonderful story. Even if it was a story, he wanted to take the whole treasure.
[He asked the brave to plate gold with silver and silver with gold, and asked the brave to sacrifice to the dragon queen to atone for his sins]
Bang! The brass dragon fell heavily, the female dragon stomped on dozens of his ribs, and blood and flames mixed with wails spurted out of the brass dragon's mouth.
The female dragon gasped heavily and spat the cub onto its wings.
[Guess what happened after that?]
The hatchling's eyes were as big and bright as stars.
[The little green dragon cheated the dragon queen out of her share of the treasure! The brave were torn apart by the dragon queen in the sacrifice, and the whole city was razed. Only the little green dragon took the most treasure and returned to the dragon nest, filling up the treasure vault]
The hatchling dragon lets out an intoxicated oooh and falls backward, full of happiness.
The brass dragon was still struggling. The female dragon held his upper and lower jaw, accompanied by an extremely shrill scream. The brass dragon's lower jaw and half of its neck were torn off, exposing its neck bone and trachea. Its tongue trembled like a dead fish.
[The little green dragon fell asleep in the treasure, waiting for the next dragon slayer]
As she spoke, the mother dragon took a bite down the brass dragon's throat and slowly raised her head, covered in blood, and said to her son, "Sleep, my son, Stendru."
At the same time, three kind-hearted dragons in the air saw the bloody violence and rushed angrily. The female dragon looked around the sky and said with a grim smile, "Sleep, Mother is here."
The noise outside faded away and the little green dragon Stendru shrank into a ball, claws clutching his chest, mouth on the tip of his own tail, He snapped to welcome drowsiness.
Every little evil dragon that thrives finds its own dragon slayer in its dreams.