Following the direction indicated by Gnosh Blood Axe, Lord White Dragon flew towards the territory of the Wildhammer clan.

Orcs in this world still follow ancient traditions and live together in clans. Each clan has its own territory.

The large clans occupied land with abundant water and grass, and herds were herds of cattle and sheep, while the small clans could only survive on land that no one wanted.

This is the case with the Blood Axe clan near the Blade Fortress. Although the aquatic plants on their territory are not bad, they are always threatened by human army when they are close to human territory.

Of course, the Blood Axe is not the worst. The most miserable thing is the wandering orcs who disbanded the original tribe due to natural disasters or man-made disasters.

The wandering orcs wandered on the grassland, snatching food with vultures and wild wolves. Every time they closed their eyes, they didn't know if they could see the next day's sun.

The White Dragon Lord flapped his wings and crossed the sky with the screams of the orcs on the grassland.

A few hours later, I saw a large orc clan that stretched for hundreds of meters in a tent. The side of the tent was painted with simple black hammer marks.

Found the target!

The White Dragon Lord swooped down, landed on the edge of the tent, opened his mouth wide and let out a terrifying roar.

The conical sound wave spreads from the mouth of the White Dragon Lord to the tent.

Whether it is a cattle and sheep that eats meat or a wolf that fights, they collapse to the ground and tremble with the roar of the evil dragon.

The White Dragon Lord declared his arrival in the most direct and provocative way.

If this tribe had the protection of dragons and had the proud personality of dragons, and was so provoked by their kindness, they would not have given up and came out to challenge Bailong alone.

...

In the large tent in the center of the Wildhammer clan, Ogm sat cross-legged on the black wolf skin, listening to his subordinates' reports and frowned.

"Chief, although the real dragon is still in the young dragon stage, it has to eat a cracked-hoofed cow every week. If this continues, it is afraid that the clan's cracked-hoofed cows will be eaten up by it."

Ogm also felt a little headache. The root cause of the headache was that half a year ago, it was extremely happy to welcome the real dragon back in person.

When it comes to the level of the Manchu clan, the population is almost 20,000. If the clan wants to go further, it is absolutely impossible without the support of the real dragon.

However, the strength of the Wild Clan is relatively embarrassing. It is the bottom among the large clans. The powerful adult real dragon does not look down on Wild Clan at all.

So, Ogm was very surprised after discovering a young dragon without clan support.

Because ordinary young dragons are kept by their elders on overseas dragon islands, although they don’t know how this one is outside, Ogm knows that this is a great opportunity given by heaven.

Without thinking, Ogm agreed to the young dragon's conditions and brought him back.

The true dragon's appetite is very terrifying, and he has to eat foods that he wants to wait for every day.

Originally, this was also affordable for the Wild Clan, which is a large clan.

But what Ogm didn't expect was that the real dragon it brought back was very picky in food and would not eat it without scavenging cows.

The cracked hoof is a combination similar to a rhino and a buffalo. It has hard horns on its nose and head, brown-red hair all over its body, and thick hoofs like pillars forked, as if they were cracked, so the cracked hoof was named.

After the adulthood, the body length of the cleft-hoofed cow can reach ten meters and four meters high. It is the main animal power of the orc clan's transfer and grazing site.

Orcs are a nomadic people. Whenever cattle, sheep and other livestock eat grass from a place, they have to change places to continue grazing.

At this time, a huge slit hoof cow is needed. Only a huge slit hoof cow can pull the wooden cart carrying the cowhide tent.

Without the cracked hoof, the Wild Hammer clan could only be trapped to death.

So, Ogm is in a very bad mood now, but he comforts his subordinates.

"You go down first, I'll talk to Zhenlong later."

"yes."

Ogm rubbed his temples, thinking about how to speak.

Suddenly, a terrifying dragon roar appeared outside the clan.

Ogm was shocked.

Did Youlong’s parents come here?!

The orc chief quickly stood up, lifted the curtain in front of the tent, and walked out.

The White Dragon Lord saw a strong orc holding a black one-handed hammer and walked out with a group of people, frowned.

If you are provoked like this, you will be indifferent.

Could it be that this large clan does not have a real dragon?!

But the White Dragon Lord didn't know where other large clans were, so he wanted to ask the orc chief who was coming towards him.

Ogm approached and looked at the huge body of the White Dragon Lord, and was extremely surprised.

Among all the real dragons, this body shape is probably the strongest part.

Ogm gritted his teeth and walked over.

"Dear True Dragon, what's wrong with you?" (Orcs)

The White Dragon Lord looked at the somewhat timid orc and didn't care. This is the general attitude of ordinary races in the face of giant dragons.

"I'll look for my kind."

Ogm's heart skipped a beat and he quickly suppressed the panic in his heart.

"We don't have your kind. If you want to find other real dragons, you can go to the Soul-Splitting Tribe to see it. They support a great real dragon, and the Soul-Splitting Tribe is..."

The White Dragon Lord narrowed his eyes when he heard Ogm's sudden acceleration of his heartbeat.

This orc is lying!

But the second half of the sentence is not lying, because such a lie cannot stand the test, so the first half of the sentence is lying.

The White Dragon Lord held the dragon breath in his mouth but did not release it. He stretched his head to the orc's head, and his golden diamond-shaped pupils looked down at the orc in front of him.

"Really?! You will pay a high price to deceive me!"

Ogm looked at the dangerous blue color in Bailong's mouth, felt the chill emitted from it, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Damn it already knows!

"Ahem, I suddenly remembered that half a year ago, a young dragon came to the Wildhammer. I will take you to see it now, but before that, please allow me to offer a gift to apologize."

The White Dragon Lord raised his eyebrows, extinguished the dragon breath in his mouth, and looked at the orc chief in front of him with a smile.

Ogm looked at the dragon's retracted head and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not slapped to death by one claw.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ogm ordered his subordinates.

"Hurry, hurry up, take those magic crystals and hide them under my seat."

The orcs on the side took the order and quickly turned over and rode the wolf, running into the tent.

A moment later, the orc rode a wolf and rushed back, holding a black wooden box in his hand. The surface of the box was carved with gorgeous patterns, which was obviously not the rough style of the orc who advocated practicality.

Lord White Dragon looked at the box in the orc's hands and was very surprised.
Chapter completed!