I really can't control myself

"What's going on?" At this time, the giant dragon in the valley behind had begun to feel that something was wrong. Of course, they also watched Gathedlan talk at the gate of their valley. From beginning to end, it was just a dragon. They were still preparing for attacks from other aspects of the southern clan, or sneak attacks.

Yes, it is obvious that Gathedran cannot come from a dragon. Since he dares to come, he must have someone to rely on, and it must be the southern clan. In other words, the dragons of the southern clan should have arrived. If they don't show up now and send Gathedran to attract their attention, they are definitely planning a sneak attack or something.

They sent six dragons to the front. This was too embarrassing for Gathedran. It was mainly to prevent the southern clan from attacking from the front again, just in case. But they hadn't found any trace of the dragon from the Southern clan, and something suddenly felt wrong in front of them.

Following the wind, they could already smell the strong smell of blood coming from the front. The sense of smell of dragons is quite keen, let alone such a strong smell of blood. But the problem is that the smell of dragon blood is not that of Gathedran, but the smell of the blood of the dragons from their own clan. What's going on? Six against one, all injured by a guy like Gathedran?

"Something's wrong, go take a look." The leader of the northern clan, Rachlisina, said at this time. Something was obviously wrong with Gathedran coming alone, which had aroused her alertness. She now thinks that the dragons of the southern clan used some ancient dragon spell that she didn't know about, such as invisibility, to sneak attack the dragon in front of them, so she must immediately bring people to reinforce them.

The Giant Dragon Clan of the Northern clan, who had not yet realized the danger, followed their clan leader and prepared to head to the entrance of the valley. But before they arrived, a dragon swooped in from the front and appeared directly in front of them. In front of Rachlisina.

Rachlisina subconsciously prepared to attack, but found her own dragon rushing towards her. Looking at its panic, it seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. It was obviously running away, and those who escaped were panicking. Hit her.

"Tegrat!" Rachlisina yelled directly, and at the same time, she held down the escaping dragon with one claw.

"Patriarch? Run...run...that...that thing is not a human being at all, definitely not a human being!" The giant dragon named Tyglat looked a little crazy, while shrinking into Rachlisina's arms, While shouting crazily.

"What happened? Where are the enemies?" Until now, Rachlisina has not smelled the smell of any other dragons, but there was a burst of blood smell in front of her, "Where are the other dragons?"

"All... all dead, the enemy... the enemy..." Tiglat roared like crazy, but before he could explain, a voice like someone humming suddenly came from behind. The moment he heard this voice, Tiglat's entire dragon face was surrounded by fear.

"Eat one piece today, two pieces today, and I can still eat a third piece today... hum hum hum hum hum hum hum..." Linton hummed happily at this time and walked all the way into the valley. He was indeed in a very good mood, extremely good.

I am really going to be arrogant. This is not just a one-time meal, but enough to last for several years. How can I be in a bad mood? The only trouble now is that the space ring may not fit in it. It doesn't matter. There are a lot of space rings at my wife's place, so I can just go and get them later.

Although he hasn't officially eaten it yet, he already feels the satisfaction of being surrounded by delicious food. Linton can't wait to say, "Well done to the Northern Clan."

The mood was so good that Linton even hummed a song. However, in this situation, not to mention the dragon from the northern clan opposite, Gathedran who was following Linton felt his whole body getting cold.

"Human?" Looking at Linton walking into the valley, Rachlisina frowned. However, she reacted quickly. On the one hand, she was indeed older and had experienced more. On the other hand, this human being is full of the smell of the blood of the dragon in their clan, and there are more than six different smells.

"Deal with him." Rachlisina said directly to Angkos next to her. This is her right hand and the largest male dragon in the clan. It can be said to be the number one thug. Because she sensed Linton's weirdness, Rachlisina directly asked Unkos to deal with this weird human being.

Angkos was also a ruthless man who didn't talk much. After receiving Rachlisina's order, he opened his mouth and directed a breath of dragon breath at Linton.

The huge flame breath rushed straight in the direction of Linton. It was worthy of being the top combat power of the northern clan. When the dragon breath was seen behind him, Gathedran quickly stopped and did not dare to get close at all, let alone hit him head-on.

Of course, this raging fire engulfed Linton completely in an instant. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a human being to survive after being hit by such a dragon's breath. Even a saint-level person would not dare to eat it head-on. It’s just that terrible things are still happening.

At this time, all the dragons heard Linton singing a minor tune coming from the flames ahead. The tone of his voice didn't change, he was still so cheerful, but when these dragons heard it, they were not in a happy mood.

Angkos was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on, but of course he also knew that the other party was not dead yet. The next moment he used force again, the dragon's breath expanded further, and the terrifying flames burned so hard that the ground began to melt. However, the humming sound did not disappear, and Angkes actually got closer and closer to him.

"This..." Before he could figure it out, a hand suddenly stretched out from the flames and placed it directly on his upper jaw, which was spitting out fire. Then the other hand quickly stretched out and placed it on his chin. The next natural step was to exert force up and down.

With a terrifying sound of "tearing", the entire head of the giant dragon Angkos and his neck were torn in half from top to bottom. A large amount of dragon blood spurted out desperately, splashing on the people nearby who were already stunned. On several giant dragons.

"Seventh...Oh, it's broken." Linton, the instigator, stopped humming at this time and looked at Unkos who was torn apart with some distress.

For the previous dragons, Linton basically used the simplest method, which was to hit the head with one punch. The purpose is of course to leave more meaty parts. In Linton's opinion, the dragon's head must be unpalatable, so just remove it. But the dragon neck should be able to be used as a spicy dragon neck, so this one was torn, which was a bit of a waste of food. It’s better not to tear it randomly and just remove the heads as much as possible.

"What on earth are you..." Rachlisina, who was the first to react, wanted to say something else, but Linton ignored her at all and punched a dragon next to her that had not yet reacted.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the head was perfectly removed. The headless dragon corpse fell to the ground in an instant.

Linton had no intention of chatting with them this time. It wasn't that he was in a hurry. It was just that he was just buying goods now, so there was no need to chat with his food.

"The eighth..." Continuing to count to himself, Linton turned to look at the dragon on the other side.

"Ouch!" The one he was eyeing was the only dragon that had just escaped from the front of the valley, Tyglat. Seeing Linton looking at him, he was frightened and screamed, turned around and started running.

"Ninth..." However, Linton was not moved at all. He pointed directly at the escaping Tiglat, and a golden light flashed. The dragon Tiglat was shot directly through the head, and fell down while dragging to the ground by inertia. .

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." At this moment, a strangely screaming dragon suddenly slapped Linton next to him. It screamed strangely because he was afraid. The scream seemed to cheer him up. However, the actual situation was that Linton stood still and didn't move. When his claws went down, it was like hitting a nail. Normally, Linton would directly penetrate the opponent's dragon claws with his whole body.

"Uh... it accidentally broke again." Linton felt a little pity. It seemed that the opponent's attack had to be blocked a little, otherwise they would harm themselves and he would lose a claw. "The tenth one."

As he said that, Linton also took action instantly, raised his hand and gave another uppercut, and the next second the headless dragon corpse fell directly on him.

At this time, the ground was covered with blood, and there was a strong smell of dragon's blood everywhere. Even these giant dragons have never seen such a terrifying scene, and even the dragon war does not involve such a thing.

No, this is not a war at all. How can there be such a one-sided war? The opponent just punches and attacks one after another. Their attacks can't even make the opponent change the tune of their song.

At this moment, all the dragons present didn't know what to do. Their minds went blank. Just after Linton counted to eleven, one of the dragons suddenly reacted.

Run, no matter what this human-looking thing is, it is definitely not something they can fight against. Now is not the time to figure out what this thing is, but the time to escape. Who cares about the affairs of the southern clan and the northern clan at this time? Let’s escape this hell alive first.

The remaining dragons turned around in unison, some spread their legs, and some took off directly, scrambling to run out in all directions. They didn't know where they were going. Anyway, they had to deal with this demon first.

"Twelve..." However, Linton's counting was still so unhurried. He was not in a hurry at all, and the reason was... the moment he arrived, he had already memorized the auras of all the dragons in the valley.

Running or not running, the result is the same. The outcome was already certain at the moment Linton arrived, and the weak had no way to change their fate.

"Thirteen..." Linton waved his hand, and the head of a escaping dragon in the sky stuck into a portal. The next second, the portal closed directly, and the dragon's head fell directly next to Linton, while the body in the sky , spraying blood rain everywhere and spinning down.