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26 Longwei

Taking a deep breath of the cold tundra air, Garen withdrew his gaze and glanced at the dead two-headed ogre.

It was still frozen in ice crystals, and the expression on its face retained the reluctance and fear before its final death, lifelike. The black mist veins on its body and the black tentacles behind it after the magical surgery had disappeared, as if they had never existed.

But the evil aura that once deeply feared Garen still lingers in his mind to this day.

"How did the two-headed ogre come into contact with this sun god?"

The brief thought was interrupted by an excited roar. Uga Boneshatter ran over excitedly, bowed to Garen, and said in an excited tone: "Lord True Dragon, you really killed Sera!"

"The Bone Broken Tribe will become your most powerful arm and clear all obstacles for you!"

Garen glanced at Uga Boneshatter, who was carrying a jet-black hammer. There was no obvious expression on the dragon's face.

However, he was quite satisfied with this ogre with a relatively high IQ. The black hammer that Uga Bonebreaker was carrying now had a faint blood-colored aura lingering on it. Garen could feel the flow of elemental power around him.

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This is not an ordinary weapon. If the two-headed ogre fights Garen with this jet-black mace and staff at the same time, he may not be able to defeat it like this.

It is a spellcaster, but its powerful physique is also a key component of its strength.

"Let's go, follow me to the Bone Broken Tribe!"

There was a dragon roar, the sound was rolling and shaking the air.

Immediately, he grabbed Uga Boneshatter and the two-headed ogre that had frozen to death in the ice crystals. With the dragon wings waving, his body suddenly rose to an altitude of a thousand meters, and the ice field in his field of vision seemed to turn into a beautiful landscape.

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In the bowl-shaped basin terrain, the ogres of the Bone Broken Tribe were surrounding the cauldron as always, picking their nostrils and scratching their feet.

As for the staple food in the pot, it was the white-haired giant tiger that Wuga Broken Bone had just hunted. It was cut into pieces and randomly thrown in, along with some indistinguishable plants and other pieces of meat.

Ogres mainly eat meat, but they are full-fledged omnivores, and generally do not like to eat raw blood food directly, and will cook food if possible.

Some ogres were discussing with great interest which one was more powerful, Uga Boneshatter or the leader.

Because in the entire Bone Broken Tribe, only Uga Bone Broken and the two-headed ogre reached three meters in height, which was one head taller than the other ogres. Most of the ogres were around 2.7 meters tall.

"Wuga is definitely no match for the leader. The leader can use magic."

"That's not necessarily true. Wuga has just grown up, and he may still be able to grow taller."

"The leader is old."

"............"

The ogres each held their own opinions and started talking loudly around the cauldron.

After a while, the sharp-eyed ogre vaguely saw what seemed to be a small white dot in the night sky high in the sky, and it was gradually enlarging.

Huh?

That looks like a dragon?

The ogre rubbed his eyes. When the white dots became clear in his field of vision, he opened his mouth wide in horror, and could even stuff a big fist into it.

"Dragon, dragon, dragon..........there is a dragon in the sky!"

A group of ogres looked up and saw Garen's figure.

Smooth and brand-new white ice armor, dazzling platinum dragon pupils, ferocious minions, and a mysterious ring of black scales... The power of the dragon rushed towards my face, making it...

The ogres' breathing became labored.

However, the ogres were brave and cruel at heart. After discovering that Garen was not an adult dragon, they went back to the house one by one and picked up their own weapons, mainly big sticks, and one or two carried giant axes.

They stood ready, staring at Garen who was coming towards the Bone Broken Tribe.

In the air, Garen looked at the performance of these ogres, with a strange color in his eyes.

After a while, he had lowered to dozens of meters in the air.

Before Galleon could land completely, an ogre picked up a boulder and threw it towards him with muscles bursting from his arms.

"You are quite courageous."

Gallon blew out a mouthful of frost dragon breath, and the big millstone flying towards him was instantly frozen and stagnant in the ice blue dragon breath, and then was carried back by the dragon breath.

call!

The frost dragon's breath passed over the first ogre to strike, freezing it into an ice sculpture.

The new official took office three times. In order to establish his prestige and frighten the group of ogres, Garen showed no mercy at all. The frozen ogres were already dead.

"Reptiles, if you dare to attack the real dragon, you will pay the price with your life!"

Garen roared low and spoke the language of giants.

At the same time, he threw out Uga Boneshatter and the two-headed ogre leader.

Bang bang!

Wuga Boneshatter got up and yelled at his stupid fellows: "Do you want to die? You actually attacked the great true dragon!"

"Leader Sera is dead. Now, the Bone Broken Tribe will fall under the true dragon's command."

When the other ogres saw that Garen instantly killed a strong man in the tribe, they were already a little frightened. When they heard Uga Boneshatter's words, they looked at each other and were a little afraid to move.

Garen maintained the mystery and majesty of a true dragon. After landing on the ground, he just stared at the ogres in front of him calmly and said nothing.

Wuga Broken Bone became his mouthpiece. Relying on the power of the dragon, he slammed the black hammer on the ground and said, "After I have finished speaking, is there anyone who objects?"

"If you don't want to join the true dragon, you will only die!"

"Those who are willing to surrender, please kneel before the great true dragon!"

"After that, I will lead the Bone Broken Tribe, under the command of Lord True Dragon, and spread the reputation of Lord True Dragon!"

This guy gave Garen the feeling that he was a relatively qualified loser who could help him manage the ogre tribe in the future. Garen was too lazy to talk to ordinary ogres, creatures with reckless personalities and simple thinking.

Most of the ogres were impressed by Garon's power. After hesitating for a while, they knelt down and declared their submission.

Garen watched this scene quietly, and after all the ogres, regardless of gender, old or young, bowed under his dragon wings, he said solemnly: "From now on, the Bone Broken Tribe will become my followers and my minions.

, remove obstacles for me and tear the enemy into pieces!"

The dragon's voice had a thrilling and high-pitched sound, and coupled with the dragon's power, the ogres buried their heads deeper.

The Bone Broken Tribe has never actually fought a dragon, but the records about dragons passed down from their ancestors make them well aware of the power of dragons.

Although they were forced to surrender, most of the ogres had a kind of submission in their eyes that they were not even aware of. The ogres are a race that advocates the law of the jungle. After Garen showed the power of the dragon,

Make them less resistant.

As for the brave ogre who died first, no ogre looked at him again.

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