"Your Excellency Yinlong, you have come here, what is your purpose?"
After hearing the mage's inquiry, Garen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, and his voice was low: "Let your leader come out to see me."
The connection between the red flame staff and the lava demiplane portal became clear as he got closer, but because the distance was so close, the sense of connection was almost everywhere, and Garen was unable to accurately judge it.
its specific location.
But there is no doubt that it is in this central city.
this……
The mage's complexion changed slightly, and his brows knitted together tightly.
"Your Excellency Silver Dragon, you need to know that you came uninvited and entered the human country without permission, and asked our king to come to see you. Is it...
Bang!
The dragon's claws hit the ground heavily, causing earth and rocks to fly and cracks to form. Amid violent trembling, the mage stopped talking, and his face looked a little pale under the moonlight.
A large number of guards around were hesitant, not knowing what to do at this time.
Garen's body slowly leaned forward, and the shadow extended forward with his movements. The huge sense of oppression brought by his size and momentum made the guards in front retreat in front of Garen. The weapons they held tightly were nothing more than
It's just to give myself some comfort.
In front of a huge 20-meter-long dragon, even though Garen did not release the dragon's power, they still found it difficult to breathe.
"Don't ask me to say it again. I have already shown enough kindness."
You call this enough goodwill... Under the direct threat, the mage did not dare to neglect, and quickly ordered a spellcaster beside him to report the situation to the Grand Duke of Thorns.
As for the Duke of Thorns, as the leader of the Mosha Principality, he didn't know whether he dared to face a powerful silver dragon.
"Please wait here for now. Someone has already gone to notify the Grand Duke."
Garen remained indifferent and remained silent. The human guards also did not dare to express their anger. The surrounding atmosphere was solid and depressing, like a dark cloud.
It is autumn now, and the night wind carries a slightly cool temperature, which should make people feel a little bit chilly, but now many people are sweating profusely, their foreheads are sweating, and there is sweat on the palms of their hands holding weapons.
Ordinary people in the Mosha Principality may not know it yet, but the people here have some understanding of the situation in their principality.
The Mosha Principality, which originally took the initiative to participate in the war like a bad wolf, wanted to gain more say, has lost its pillar-level figure since the two high-ranking mages disappeared in the far north ice field.
Immediately afterwards, the brave General Luo Xia led an elite army and also disappeared.
As a last resort, the foreign troops returned to defend themselves, and the Principality of Mosha became a weak party that needed to be wary of the surrounding principalities.
Even the Walker Principality, which they conquered not long ago, was snatched away by more ferocious wolves, and the fruits of victory became the rations of other countries.
The double-edged sword of war struck Mosha ruthlessly.
The situation of the war changed so unpredictable that even the Duke of Thorns could not have imagined that the Principality of Mosha, which had been celebrating for defeating the Principality of Walker at a very small cost, would turn into a crumbling and dangerous building in the blink of an eye.
The red dragon that was invited came to ask for property from time to time when the Mosha Principality was in crisis. It was easy to give up the dragon. The Moxia Principality had sent it away many times, but it still couldn't satisfy the guy.
Greedy heart.
In addition, the Principality of Mosha is also being targeted by stronger principalities.
A principality sent envoys, put forward a large number of excessive conditions, and gave the Grand Duke of Thorns a time limit to consider... The Grand Duke of Thorns looked gloomy every day, looking worried and haggard.
At the same time, the Grand Duke of Thorns, who could not sleep at night, was alarmed by the chaos outside and could not help but frown slightly.
Court mage Rutherford, please see the Grand Duke."
The Duke of Thorns heard something ominous from the other party's nervous and trembling tone.
"Come in, what's going on outside."
"A super large silver dragon has arrived here and asks to see you."
The Grand Duke of Thorns looked startled, and immediately asked about the situation carefully. After understanding the general situation, his eyes moved. Not only did his eyes not show fear, but there was a glimmer of hope.
"Go, take me there immediately."
"The guard force here is no match for the Silver Dragon. It will take a long time for the army to gather and arrive here. If it has malicious intentions, you may be in danger."
"Danger? The principality of Mosha has encountered enough dangers. Do you think I will be afraid of danger?"
The Duke of Thorns smiled, then took steps into the night.
Not long after, the Grand Duke of Thorns walked to where Garen was. The crowd separated and made way for a path. The guards around him saluted respectfully to the Grand Duke of Thorns, and at the same time, they were always vigilant and vigilant about Garen's every move.
At this time, Garen had landed on the ground, and his huge body eclipsed the surrounding buildings.
He looked at the old man who was gradually walking from the guards to the front, and looked at him silently.
The Grand Duke of Thorns was wearing a luxurious long robe with gold and silver thorn patterns printed on it. He looked very ordinary. He looked like he was already old. His face was covered with wrinkles and his white hair was mixed with dull blond hair.
His eyes were bloodshot and his energy was a little sluggish, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
However, in these seemingly turbid eyes, Garen saw the light of wisdom.
The Grand Duke of Thorns is just an ordinary person. There is no elemental light around him, no magic power in his body, and his body looks a little thin in the night.
But as an ordinary person, his body is filled with an invisible aura, which is a unique power cultivated by those who have been in power for a long time, giving him a completely different demeanor from the spellcasters next to him.
When facing Garen, the most powerful spellcasters here can't help but show timidity, their hearts pounding, and the ordinary guards' legs are trembling slightly and sweating profusely.
But as an ordinary person, the Grand Duke of Thorns, facing Garen who could blow him to death in one breath, could look calm and smile, as if he was not under any pressure at all.
Garen looked at the little boy in front of him, thinking that if he unleashed his dragon power on him, he would not be able to be so calm.
Now the pressure that Garleon brings to others mainly comes from the size pressure of super-large creatures on small creatures, without the use of dragon power at all.
Ordinary people can resist the pressure brought by this kind of body shape with a strong mind as long as they are perseverant enough.
But the supernatural power of Long Wei... Garen felt that he could directly crush this human archduke who was in poor physical condition to death.
"Dragon is such a beautiful and powerful creature."
The Duke of Thorns waved away the guard next to him, walked closer to Gallon step by step, stopped about ten meters away from Gallon, and looked up at Gallon.
"The Metal Dragon Clan has always been kind to humans, so I will not begrudge our country's power to help you."