Black Dragon Code

The thinking of dragons is unconstrained and full of creativity, so Sylvia's Emerald Palace is not like ordinary palaces and castles, standing on solid ground.

It is a real castle in the air, recumbent in mid-air.

Dozens of towering trees grow again under the magic power of the green dragon, reaching a majestic state. Their crowns are close to each other, intertwined with each other, twisted into a ball with magic power, forming an emerald green tree. The most solid base of the palace.

This is the canopy fortress, and it is also the highest point in the entire Green City. Sylvia only needs to sit on the throne to overlook the whole situation, seeing every mountain, every river, every field and every jungle.

Wyverns flapped their wings and landed. This group has another name: pterodactyls. They may be the dragon descendants whose image and appearance are closest to real dragons except dragon beasts.

However, these guys' fighting ability does not match their appearance, and they cannot win the championship among the dragonborn, and they can't even rank in the middle. True dragons have created countless races in Elradia's millions of years, and there are countless powerful dragonborn.

The Wyvern folded its wings, allowing the middle joints of the wings to touch the ground, then landed on the ground and walked forward, passing through a wide passageway that could accommodate twenty people in parallel.

If they don't know that the owner of this place is a dragon, people may think that this place is a castle in fairy tales, full of magnificent atmosphere, in line with all people's imagination of wonderful fairy tales.

The entire palace is carved from expensive crystals, and on both sides of the passage, it is decorated with gilt tassels, and the ground is also inlaid with luminous pearl stones.

When entering the main hall, one can see large-scale emerald and glass sculptures, and real dragons like shiny things, so the main hall is densely covered with colorful gemstones, so dazzling that people can't even open their eyes.

Sylvia's wealth is evident.

Green dragons have always had the highest requirements for lair specifications among five-color dragons. They have a unique aesthetic and are extravagant in comfort and enjoyment.

"The border is being harassed for the third time today, my lord."

Wyvern didn't look at the woman on the throne, lowered his head and said, "Enemies are attacking from all directions, and our area of ​​activity is shrinking."

He had just killed a gray stallion, and his teeth were still stained with blood and bits of flesh, and the lord did not like to see those things in her palace.

"Little black bastard..."

Sylvia leaned lazily on the Emerald Throne,

With one hand resting on his chin: "Ambush, harassment, guerrilla, are you so unconfident?"

Regarding the Wyvern's report on the battle, she was not angry at all, but rather proud, feeling that she had the upper hand.

The opponent didn't dare to fight her head-on at all, which meant that that guy didn't have the strength to face her directly, and could only rely on these small fights to add obstacles to the great poisonous mother.

Like a crying and noisy child who can't get candy, childish and stupid.

Sylvia thought.

"It's just that you haven't shown up yet, what are you waiting for?"

The Poisonous Mother changed her sitting position. Since the opponent launched the first attack, the war has lasted for a week. Ludu is attacked from all directions every day. Fields and forests are burned, and supplies and food are looted.

But the other party failed to please. Although every time, before the support of the Ludu army arrived, the enemy had already fled and retreated immediately, but her fierce and powerful servants were not just for nothing. They all came from the Ludu battlefield. Clans left behind.

They will also bite off a piece of flesh from their attacker.

Therefore, each time, the other party had to leave a large number of corpses, so that the exchange of battle damage continued, and the Green Dragon, which had a strong base and reserve force, felt that it was not a loss.

Orcs, gnolls, dog demons, manticores and gray horses... The confirmation of the corpses allowed Sylvia to roughly figure out the composition of the enemy's forces, and the existence of the orcs and gnolls allowed her to confirm that it was indeed the original one. The escaped black dragon was right.

But what was a little troublesome was that she couldn't determine the specific location of the other party. After so many days of searching, the Wyvern and the blood bat hadn't found the black dragon's lair.

God knows where they come from, they seem to come out of the ground.

What kind of consequences did this lead to? Even so far, the Green City Legion was unable to find the other party at all, and then pushed it down with a burst of energy.

At this point, Sylvia felt that fighting the Red Dragon was simple and straightforward, and she would do it if she refused to accept it, and there was nothing to say about it.

"You guys are really bad, don't you know how to deliberately set up a trap? Or hide in the dark, and then follow the monsters on the opposite side until they reach their lair."

Sylvia clicked her lips and commented: "I'm so disappointed."

"We are incapable, please forgive me, master."

The wyvern continued to lower its head, and the lizard face buried in the shadows grinned. Didn't you say that this is all a joke, so let's play with them first? Well, the result was not good and he said that his people are trash.

"Okay, I know you stupid guys are not smart enough."

Sylvia pursed her lips, seeming to have really forgotten the order she had given before, and said again: "Notify the clans, gather their subordinates, and stop dying alone.

"In addition, clean up this area in the form of a large force, and regain the land that has lost control." She is already tired of playing such games.

One order after another was issued, and the gigantic beast of Ludu began to move its muscles and bones.

"Also, give the ogre a task."

The ogre tribe is currently the main battle group that Sylvia relies on the most: "Let them set traps, show off their feet, lure the opponent to attack, and then chase them to the end until they kill the opponent or find their lair."

"I don't believe it, that little black dragon can really get into the hole."

Sylvia murmured, and laid out this strategy carelessly. She was not afraid of any accidents to the ogre chief. The ogre with three heads was quite powerful, and it was her most powerful follower, right-hand man.

Even against the black cub, the ogre chief will not be weak. After all, the black dragon is only strong in its special elemental resistance.

It can be seen from this that seven years is really short for dragons. The green dragon didn't think that the black cub was any different from before, and didn't even think about it at all, and fell into a blind spot of thinking. Sarah's judgment is still seven years ago and has not been updated.

Of course, she couldn't update it until she met Caesar.

"I see, master, please rest assured." The Wyvern bared its teeth and walked away backwards.

Because of the playful mentality of the green dragon Sylvia before, these same subordinates were very aggrieved, they kept holding back, and never let go of their hands to fight with each other, let alone actively looking for opportunities to attack. .