Archdemon

"Great True Dragon, where is Lord True Dragon Soltz?"

An old dog-headed warlock approached cautiously and asked in a low voice.

"Soltz, this weak reptile, has been swallowed by the great me. Reptile, do you have any questions?"

Huo Ling roared with a dragon and spoke to the dog-headed warlock in dragon language.

He also found that after transforming into a giant dragon, he seemed to be affected by the dragon Soltz, becoming more arrogant, even arrogant, and looking down on all other creatures.

"How dare you!" A dragon-born dog-headed man was furious. Even though he was only at the silver level, he dared to draw his sword against the gold-level Huo Ling.

"Well... Is there anyone else who resists my rule?"

Huo Ling narrowed his dragon eyes slightly and asked slowly.

"Damn it!"

"For the great Solz!"

Several more dragon-born kobold warriors stood up, drawing their weapons and shouting angrily. These kobold warriors were all former followers of Solz, almost fanatics.

"Very good! Then I will send you to see Solz now!"

Huo Ling laughed loudly, took a deep breath, and then a stream of hot dragon breath spewed out of his mouth.

The hot dragon breath with high temperature distorted the surrounding air and spewed on the kobold warriors who stood out.

"Ah!"

The kobolds attacked by the dragon breath howled miserably. Even if they used their fighting spirit, it didn't work at this moment. The fighting spirit was quickly consumed by the dragon breath attack, and then their bodies were directly burned into a pile of charcoal.

As unlucky as them, there were also several kobold warriors who accidentally stood a little close to them, and they were also cruelly burned to death together.

Huo Ling coughed. He was not very skilled in using dragon breath for the first time and almost choked himself.

Looking at his product, he could not help but feel a pity in his eyes. He did not react at once.

The dragon's mentality hurts people. This can be used to make dark warriors by directly blowing the head. Now it has become charcoal. It's a pity.

"Roar! Now... I will be your new master!

Who agrees!

Who opposes!?" Huo Ling flapped his wings and roared.

"Meet the great true dragon!"

Sure enough, after killing these troublemakers, the remaining dog-headed people knelt down knowing the situation.

"Great True Dragon, don't you know your name?"

An old dog-headed warlock in the lead raised his head and asked.

"My name: Huo Ling!

Remember this name, your rest of your life will become glorious because of this name!"

Yes, this is the taste! ! !

The old dog-headed man nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, the great true dragons all have this taste!

Then, all the kobolds kneeling nearby began to call out Huo Ling's name. They knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to beg Huo Ling to grant them new glory.

Huo Ling was not stingy. He directly pulled off hundreds of bloody scales from his body and used his mental power to make these scales fly in front of the strongest group of kobolds in the tribe.

These dragon scales were like electric welding. Under the effect of Huo Ling's mental power, they were firmly embedded in the foreheads of these kobolds.

"Thank you, great highness, for your blessing!"

The kobolds happily stroked the newly acquired dragon scales. Even though the embedding process was a little bloody and painful, when they felt the power and warmth bestowed by the dragon again, they kowtowed excitedly.

Huo Ling also successfully stopped the bleeding at the bleeding position after using the healing spell. As for the scales, they needed to grow slowly later.

He transformed the dragon body and became a half-dragon in front of these kobolds, and then restored his human form.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of dog-headed people, Huo Ling began to put on his clothes slowly.

Becoming a dragon is good in every way, except that it will burst the clothes, so he was just naked when he came out just now.

But now there is a new problem. After bathing in dragon blood, his body has also gained secondary development. Everything that should be big has become bigger. With a height of two meters, he can no longer wear the previous clothes.

There is no way, he can only go into battle in an empty space and make do with the wizard robe.

Huo Ling walked down the stone platform and came to the dog-headed person kneeling in front of him and asked: "Who is the boss in the tribe?"

"Your Highness, the Red Dog Tribe will be your loyal servants, of course you are the boss!" A dog-headed warlock knelt on the ground and answered respectfully.

There was nothing wrong with this, Huo Ling then asked: "Well... besides me, who is in charge?"

"Your Highness, I, your servant, will be responsible for managing the Akainu tribe for you."

The eyes of all the kobolds around were focused on an old kobold. The kobold warlock raised his head,Replied respectfully.

Huo Ling asked: "What's your name?"

"Your Highness, I'm afraid that my name will pollute your ears. Just call me Orko." The dog-headed warlock said.

"Orko, let the others do what they should do, you walk with me." Huo Ling waved his hand, indicating that the other dog-headed men didn't need to continue kneeling.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Orko nodded, and then told the other dog-headed men to leave on their own.

"Come on, introduce me to the Red Dog Tribe."

Huo Ling walked in front, slowly observing the tribe.

"Your Highness, what aspects do you want to know?" Orko was slightly stunned and asked.

The real dragon before would not have this leisure time. Solz only cared about two things before, one was the magic stones collected, and the other was whether the prey hunted was enough to eat.

Huo Ling asked: "The population of the tribe, the strength of the warriors, the resources of the tribe, etc."

Orko thought for a moment, then slowly said: "The Red Dog Tribe has nearly 20,000 dog-headed people. There are still more than 200 black iron-level dog-headed warriors, 22 silver-level dog-headed warriors, two black iron-level dog-headed warlocks, and three silver-level dog-headed warlocks."

When Huo Ling heard this, he couldn't help but look at this guy. He didn't expect that when he went to the cave to rescue Solz, no warlock died. They all hid behind.

"The tribe can obtain a lot of magic materials after digging the mineral veins in the mountains and refining them. There are also magic potions collected daily, as well as animal skins and magic cores harvested from hunting. These can be traded, and 40,000 to 50,000 magic stones can be obtained every year."

Orko looked up at Huo Ling and continued, "Most of these magic stones are piled up in Lord Soltz's dragon nest."

Hearing this, Huo Ling also looked up. The resources in the dragon nest above were indeed not collected in time. With a move of his mental power, he asked Wilmot, who was following him, to go up and collect them.

"Trade, how do you trade? Do you trade with the orc caravan here?" Huo Ling asked.

Orko shook his head and continued, "No, every time there is a trade, Lord Soltz collects these magic materials and magic potions, then captures a group of tribesmen and trades hundreds of miles away."

"He doesn't want to expose the location of the dragon nest, so it's like this every time."