What is the difference between an evil dragon and an evil dragon?

Take the most famous dragon "Kunguduis" in history. It is a red dragon, the master of the Hell Islands. This guy is the most vicious ruler of the sea of ​​stars and the South China Sea. Looting is all evil.

Theoretically speaking, if the dragon achieves this level, it will not only face endless challenges from the adventurer, but also face the crusades of the human empire and the armies of various good races, all day long in fear. Over.

But how is it actually?

Kunguduis, this guy lived very well. He built a famous maritime kingdom in the Hell Islands. He was deeply loved by many races under the rule. He was prominent for a while and even attracted many red dragons. As for the five-color dragon queen Tiyamate is quite dissatisfied with this.

Kunguduis formed an army to control the Star Sea and the South China Sea. It looted at sea, and then sold dirt and bought valuable resources in the area controlled by the Bulo Empire that it had made, while gaining friends. Fang’s intelligence support was called the "Lord of Hell" by the people of Bulo Empire.

Its behavior runs counter to the image of the red dragon in people’s impression that it wanders around at will, and then eats chubby and gets drunk every day, waiting to be cut across by the adventurer.

Caesar guessed that the transport ship of humans or other races may have just set off from the dock, and the lord of the hell islands can receive intelligence, along with a series of information such as the route, berthing locations along the way, berthing time, etc. , Are sent by the eyeliner one after another.

This guy only needed to stay in the lair back then, and arrange for as many troops to ambush at designated locations, and then he could enjoy his success.

This is what the dragon should look like!

Don’t ask why Caesar knows so much about a red dragon. Its deeds have been engraved in the basic cognition of inheritance by the five-color dragons, and it has become a role model for evil dragons.

However, even Kunguduis is a freak among all five-color dragons, in the last ages. If other dragons can be like it, the five-color dragons would have unified Aradia. Up.

But now Caesar is here.

He knows that Kunduuis’ success is not only based on his own strength. In Aradia, you are a Legendary Ancient Dragon. If you are stuck in a corner by a Legion, you will have to belch. Personal military force is indeed a composition of strength. It’s an important part of it, but it's purely dependent on personal strength, it’s hard to shake it up on this continent.

Of course, if Caesar completes the "Neutron Star Form Life Reshaping" achievement, let's say it separately-that is the power that can sink Aradia.

Kunguduis’ success lies in the fact that in addition to its own mighty power, it also has a shrewd mind, a subordinate who can fight and kill, and a reliable allies.

These things can make it rich in capital and numerous minions. Even if it suffers a small setback for a while, there is a chance to make a comeback. Even if the nest is destroyed, there are places to lick the wound.

If the entire Aradia is compared to a hunting ground, then ordinary dragons can only be regarded as carnivores, and only dragons of the level like Kunduuis are truly qualified to join the ranks of hunters.

Animals, no matter how strong they are and how sharp their fangs are, they will be shot to death by hunters.

A good modern man in the urban society of the 21st century came to a world where the living environment was not only worse, with the reputation of the evil dragon, but didn’t even have the qualification to pick up a gun. Caesar didn’t want to do it.

His power comes from the trophy in the showcase in his head. As long as he achieves an achievement recognized by Black Dream, he will be rewarded-and this concept is actually quite broad, as long as In terms of reaching the top, it is enough.

Caesar has been in Aradia for nine years. He has been hiding and restrained for long enough. It is time to move his body. He wants to gather power, sharpen his minions, and speed up the process of obtaining rewards.

Black Dragon is lying on the top of the hill and staring at the orc tribe below. Its fangs are shining in the scorching sun. I don't know whether it is against the sun or the breeding of ambition.

……

Caesar’s thoughts were interrupted by the shouts of the orcs. When his pupils refocused, he found that the orcs of Stone Crow Clan gathered together, The open space forms a circle, as if some ceremony is being held.

Under the scorching sun, the soldiers beat the dull tambourine, while the women danced and made a messy noise. They were singing in orc language that Caesar couldn't understand.

Caesar felt something was wrong, flapped his wings down the mountain and moved closer to the orc.

"This is the ancient war anthem left behind when the orcs were broken up. They usually do this when they are in a desperate situation or when they are parting life and death."

Luna Hidden in the thorns and introduced him, the little thing obviously felt the tragic atmosphere, and subconsciously shrank his body.

The arrival of Caesar attracted the attention of the orcs, but they didn’t have time to take care of the Black Dragon at this time. In a sad mood, the warriors maintained great restraint and died with a low growl. Suppressed in the throat.

His gaze followed the orc towards the field, but he saw a strong orc lying there, the fallen orc closed his eyes, brow beaded with sweat, and his expression in pain.

Caesar's eyes narrowed slightly.

He actually knew this orc. The guy’s name was Orkhash. He was one of the members who captured the baisserhorn for him. Orkhash was also responsible for delivering food and sending horns to the top of the mountain. Stone Crow Clan was one of the few More orcs that Caesar is familiar with.

"What's the matter?"

Caesar walked to Sif, and the old leader also came, standing aside, his face was as cold as the frozen ground in the south, it looked like this wizard and others People are equally helpless, with deep sorrow.

The old leader opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and palpitating: "The curse of the Balrog, there is no priest in our clan. We can't'dispel' him, we can only rely on Orkhash to survive it."

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"Today, the horn cattle group went crazy and forcibly blocked us in the Dulu Basin for a long time. In the end we had no choice but to cross the foothills and detour back."

The orc who was also responsible for hunting the baisserhorn answered: "On the way back, Orkhash fell."

Duru Basin.

Caesar thought for a while, he remembered that place, he passed by when he was migrating with two small dragons. Apart from the narrow entrance, there seemed to be nothing special about that place.

It's just that because of the terrain, the Dulu Basin is quite hot. He still remembers the constant appearance of the two small dragon roars.

"What is Balrog's Curse?" Caesar stepped back a little, and quietly asked the forest spirit on him.

"Well...it's the curse of the Balrog, I'm not quite clear."

Luna stick one's head around to look for whispered: "This curse seems to only It appears in the dry season in the North, and the level is actually very low. If there is a priest, it can be solved with a simple stroke."

At this time, the leader of the hunting team, Stone Crow Clan, only one big warrior, Gal passed by , Little Luna immediately fell silent, retracted her body, and stopped talking.

Caesar squeezed the big orc with his paws: "Since it's just a low-level curse, why don't you go find a Witch Doctor of another race to try it? Gal."

"Witch Doctor What Witch Doctor?" Gal was shocked.

"Uh—"

Caesar didn't expect Aradia to have no job like Witch Doctor at all, choked and added: "Doctor? Pharmacist? Shaman?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Lord Altrenzo."

Gal's face turned very ugly, and he left without talking to Black Dragon.

He thinks Caesar is humiliating Stone Crow Clan, and he is still cracking a joke at this time. Is the life of their orcs so not worth mentioning in the eyes of dragons?

"You guy is really weird. I know everything I say, but I don't know what it means to be together."

Looking at Gal walked to the other side, Luna came out again Voice: "Let’s go back. It’s no use staying here. Only the priest can dispel the Balm curse."

"Aside from the priest, does Aradia have other medical positions?"

The skin on the Black Dragon's frontal bone wrinkled: "How can I be sure that this must be a curse? Did you feel the spell fluctuations?"


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