Black Dragon Code

The sound of the drums, boom, boom, boom, made her feel restless.

From the clan camp at the bottom of the Emerald Palace, the neighing of the Thorn Beast, the cry of the Wyvern, and the trembling of the Blood Bat could be heard at the same time, but the most disturbing thing was the howling of the Ogre, which kept entangled one after another.

The chaotic noise echoed in the Emerald Palace, making Sylvia frowned. Are these damn bastards pigs? No lord could have endured such horrific chaos.

I'm going to make these guys swallow cow dung down their throats one by one.

Sylvia thought angrily, and summoned the Wyvern.

"Owner."

As a high-level dragon descendant, the Wyvern is the only creature allowed to step into the Crystal Palace among the Green City forces.

In addition, all the other dependents are disgusted. The green dragon hates those sloppy guys dirtying his palace. Even the most powerful ogre chief can't come in. Sylvia usually only stays in the canopy fortress. Meet it.

The Dragonborn is Sylvia's bodyguard and her voice.

"What's the matter, you guys, and those guys below! Are you tired of working and want to rebel against me?" Sylvia asked a little angrily, her long and narrow eyebrows raised.

Don't look at her appearance as a plump, elegant and dignified noble lady, but the rule of every five-color dragon is extremely bloody and brutal, and the green dragon is no exception. Peel and hang.

"We have no intention of awakening the wrath of the Poison Mother, Master."

The Wyvern stared at the reflection on the ground, smacked his lips and said, not too nervous or scared, after all, after staying by her side for so long, he already understood the master's moodiness: "But there is indeed bad news from below."

"Say. I hope that what you brought can save you from torture." The poisonous mother stared at it viciously.

"The ogre chieftain is dead."

The Wyvern's words were crisp and clear.

After listening, Sylvia's expression calmed down, her eyebrows were raised, and there was no emotion on her face, and she didn't rush to deny it. Instead, she looked away from Feilong and slowly stood up from the throne , step aside.

"Tracking technique."

The name is vulgar and the effect is extraordinary,

This is the most basic potency spell, and it is also one of the "Three Treasures". Its application is extremely broad, and any spellcaster must master it and be proficient.

Soon, Sylvia knew the result.

"I see, you leave now and order those guys to keep quiet."

Sylvia still maintained that noncommittal expression, and waved her hand to make the Wyvern retreat. Her tone was flat, but the slight vibration of her dark green pupils showed that her heart was not without waves.

Doga died just like that.

Although the news of the ogre chief's death in battle did not make the green dragon directly furious - no matter how violent the five-color dragon is, he will know how to control it and become more restrained when he grows old.

However, it was her most powerful family member after all, and Sylvia was somewhat distressed.

It is very distressing. Doga has done a lot to her.

"Okay, little black boy, you really want to start a war with me."

Sylvia muttered to herself, walked into the depths of the palace, chanted a spell, opened the treasure house that she regarded as priceless, and dug out a magical wonder that had been dusty for a long time in the treasure.

This is an almost legendary treasure, which was harvested by the Green Dragon after defeating the Northland coalition forces. Even among the vast collections in her treasury, the value of this object ranks among the top.

Magical Wonder: The Staff of Nothingness.

Sylvia looked at her treasure, with an obsessive light in her eyes.

In addition to being able to increase spellcasting ability, this staff has a powerful additional attribute, which is why it can reach legendary items: through its gain, the heatstroke prevention cast by the user can penetrate elemental resistance to a certain extent sexual resistance.

Although it is powerful, the applicability of this magic wonder is worrying now. After all, it is difficult to see creatures with strong elemental resistance in the mainland of Elradia; It has been dusty for a long time.

Now, however, it can come in handy.

Sylvia lifted the transformation spell, revealed her true body, then opened her mouth, and stuffed the magical object named "Stand of Nothingness" into her throat little by little, and swallowed it into her stomach.

Different from humans who can use it with their hands, for real dragons, it is actually quite troublesome to use the power of magic items. They need to swallow the magic items they want to use.

Then, the real dragons have to rely on the elemental blood to resonate with the body, and then the ability of the magic item will rely on the real dragon and take effect at all times.

Sounds like it's pretty good, it works all the time, and it doesn't get in the way.

However, true dragons can only do this to one magic item at a time, and if they want to use another magic item, they have to vomit the original thing out of their stomachs and re-swallow the new magic item.

This also means that for true dragons, even if they have endless treasures and countless magical items, they can only use one magical item at a time.

And the others can only be left there and stared at.

In this way, it seems that the humanoid race is more adaptable. In Elradia, the humanoid race (especially human beings) is the one who is truly favored by the gods.

Putting the staff of nothingness into her mouth, Sylvia paused for a while, and waited for her body to resonate and successfully react before leaving the treasure house and using the spell to lock the treasure again.

"Come on, face me."

After transforming into a dragon state, Sylvia's voice has become low and hoarse: "I will let you live, but I will kill all those dog legs that serve you, so that you can taste the pain again."

...

Erha hid in the shadows of the trees, watching the monsters emerge from the camp of the Emerald Palace. I saw such a scene.

Like a torrent of wild beasts, all the sounds in the jungle were covered by the thunderous footsteps, wyverns and blood bats screamed, and thorn beasts neighed endlessly, one after another, crowding each other and pouring out of the camp.

And the ogre, the most important main battle corps in Green Capital, rushed out with a roar and a weapon in hand. The mace with a sharp point and a heavy tumor iron was enough to smash bones and tear armor.

The Green Capital Legion is in full swing.

Not far away, there was a roar of a real dragon. Compared with the din of the army and the movement of the rushing river, the sound was not strong, but it caused a layer of pimples on the skin of the Lizard Man, and he couldn't help but his feet went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Quick...go...notify the Lord..."

Erha turned his head and wanted to order other ethnic groups, but a burst of indiscriminate attacks came, and huge bone spurs covered the sky like a torrential rain.

Because they were too nervous, they accidentally exposed their positions. They were discovered by the turbulent Green City Army, and they were directly beaten into a sieve and died.

Sylvia constructed a spell, using powerful mana to cast the Eye of Reality, ignoring the barriers of the forest and rivers that obstructed the eyes, and directly locked on a branch of the Black Dragon, whose location was known.

"Destroy them!"

The huge green dragon over 20 meters spread its wings and soared into the sky, and the roar of the dragon continued.