The Dragon Who Devoured the World: Beginning with Rebirth as a Black Dragon.

This kind of spear is made of the sharpest bones on the body of Warcraft.

It is sharper than iron products, and it is also enchanted. They seem to have seen that the black dragon was pierced by a spear, and the scales bleed out fresh blood, so that they can go up and drink the dragon's blood.

But Saron didn't dodge in the slightest in the face of these spears. To be on the safe side, he secretly added a stoneskin spell to himself.

He wants to conquer these trolls with the most powerful posture.

bang bang bang

Saron didn't even hide from the expectant eyes of the trolls, countless spears were bounced to the ground without even piercing his scales.

"Is there any more?" Saron looked at these trolls contemptuously. These negative magics have influence, but that's the case for him.

"Ahhh!"

Shadar pulled out his own spear, crafted from a metal he carried with him when he killed a human adventurer the last time.

swoosh~

The spear pierced towards Saron's head, Saron opened his mouth and bit the attacking spear casually.

Scarlet eyes fixedly stared at Shadar.

Kacha Kacha~

The spear was directly crushed and swallowed by Saron.

"Is there any more? Reptiles, I will give you another chance to show some real strength!"

Both Shadar and the trolls were stunned. Under the influence of all kinds of negative magic, plus the spear opponents of the trolls were unscathed.

If giant dragons are really so powerful, how did their ancestors slay dragons hundreds of years ago?

Shadar now seriously suspects that those guys in the tribe said that the legend of the troll ancestors slaying dragons is to put gold on their faces!

Chapter 20 Conquer

"It seems that you have no way to make me continue to be happy, so go to hell!" Saron said impatiently seeing these guys staying in place.

"I'll fight with you!" Finally, a few troll warriors couldn't bear it under such high pressure.

Roaring and rushing up with the bone club, Saron ignored their attacks and grabbed them one by one.

"Don't!" Shadar looked at this scene with pain in his heart.

Saron glanced at Shadar and then crushed the troll warrior's upper body.

It's as easy as pinching and popping a tomato.

"What did you just say you don't want?" Saron asked after dropping the corpse.

"He's not a black dragon, that's not what a black dragon is like!" a troll warrior said loudly.

"Respected Your Excellency Black Dragon, this time it is our Evil Tooth Tribe who offended your majesty, we will offer all the treasures of the tribe to beg your forgiveness!" Shadar put down his weapon and said humbly.

As the leader of the tribe, he is not only more powerful than other trolls.

His intelligence is also higher than other trolls.

The black dragon in front of him didn't come up directly to kill them all, but just killed a few trolls who offended him.

This meant that there was room for detente, and all creatures knew that the True Dragon loved treasures best, so he gave him all the treasures he had amassed over the years.

Although their treasures are actually not much left.

Just grab some later from elsewhere.

"Treasure? If I can kill all of you, your treasure will still be mine, so as to offset the price of offending the real dragon?" Saron mocked.

Shadar felt a bit difficult to deal with. Among the five-color dragons, the black dragon was famous for its insidious, cunning and shameless.

The red dragon can still fool around, but the black dragon has no way to communicate at all.

"Then what do you want, Master Black Dragon?" Shadar said bravely.

"It's not what I want, but what you want!"

"Do you want to live or die!"

Saron stretched his wings and said chilling words.

"Master Black Dragon, we want to live!" Shadar clenched his palms.

There is no creature in this world who does not want to live.

He knew that the black dragon in front of him was about to show its fangs.

"Looks like you're a smart troll."

"I want you to be my followers!" Saron looked at the leader troll in front of him.

"We are very willing to be your family members!" Shadar said, patting his chest.

Is it fraudulent to agree so happily?

Saron looked at these guys and felt a little nervous.

In his opinion, they should rather die than surrender.I killed the leader troll again and then supported a group of trolls again.

But this guy agreed too happily.

He just killed their clansman, this guy wouldn't want to try his luck.

"Then tell me why you want to become my family member?" Saron said jokingly.

"This..." Shadar has long heard that the color dragon is capricious.

But today I just realized this kind of capriciousness.

Wasn't he the one who made the Evil Tooth Tribe his family just now?

"My lord, your majestic figure, mighty appearance, and powerful strength have all conquered our Evil Tooth tribe!" Shadar praised Saron with his barren vocabulary.

They forest trolls are originally from the evil camp, and they should have taken refuge in more powerful creatures.

After all, their Evil Tooth tribe was not the most powerful in this area.

During this period of time, they have been fighting with other tribes, resulting in a sharp drop in the number of their warriors.

Now that there is such a powerful black dragon coming here, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with recognizing him as the master.

At least they can shelter their people from other creatures.

But the black dragon is cruel by nature, so he can't let the tribe offend him in the future, so as to prevent the tribe from being hurt.

"My lord, I apologize to you for our offense just now!" Shadar made up his mind.

He directly stretched out his fingers and picked off one of his eyeballs alive, put it in the palm of his hand, then knelt down and lifted his eyeballs above his head with both hands.

"Then I accept your allegiance, troll, tell me your name!" Saron looked at Shadar and said, he admired the other's will.

After all, this pain is extraordinary.

Shadar breathed a sigh of relief, and he gestured to the other clansmen.

The female casters lifted the air-restricting magic circle, and the male trolls put down their weapons and knelt on the ground together.

"Shadar, the leader of the Forest Troll Eviltooth Tribe, leads all the clansmen to pay homage to the Lord!" Shadar knelt down and said loudly.

"Silly boy?" Saron was a little surprised, and there was someone with this name.

"Yes, sir, my name is Shadar!" Shadar said.

"All right!"

If you are stupid, you are stupid, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Take me to your clan land now!" Saron said.

"Obey my master!" Shadar put his posture very low.

Saron followed a group of trolls to a valley, which is the homeland of the Eviltooth tribe.

Shadar had already sent his men to explain everything to the clansmen who stayed here.

So there are many old and weak women and children of forest trolls gathered around.

A blue-skinned little troll looked at Saron curiously, "This black dragon seems to be different from the black dragon people usually talk about!"

A female troll next to him patted the little troll on the head when he heard it, and pulled him to kneel down together.

They knew that the black dragon in front of them was their allegiance, and they must not make him angry.

Saron looked at the tribe, there were a total of about one hundred adult warriors.

There are more than 300 old and weak women and children left.

Of course, the troll family can be all soldiers.

These old and weak women and children will become warriors when the tribe suffers a devastating blow.

After all, a young troll can easily kill several adult humans.

"My lord, I will let my subordinates prepare your residence as soon as possible, and I will also deliver the food!" Shadar looked at Saron's eyes and stared at the little trolls and hurriedly changed the subject.

I am afraid that Saron will use the little troll to fight the tooth sacrifice.

"Don't worry about this!"

"Shadar, why do you only have so few fighters in the Evil Tooth Tribe?" Saron realized that Shadar was not an idiot on the way here.

However, there are more than 300 old and weak women and children in a forest troll tribe, and there are only [-] adult trolls. This ratio is very abnormal.

"Master Saron, we forest trolls had a lot of fighters before, but recently a half-orc tribe next to us had a serious conflict with us, and lost many tribesmen!" Shadar sighed.

Only after his explanation did Saron know that this place called the Sunset Forest was the territory of their forest trolls.

They have developed very well in this area, and their prey is also plentiful. Occasionally, they rob some caravans and so on, and their lives are actually quite nourishing.

There is a half-orc tribe next to the sunset forest, and their strength is about the same as that of the evil tooth tribe.

But the two tribes have not had major conflicts, and they are still peaceful.

But recently that half-orc tribe has been invading their territory for some reason.

They've had quite a few big fights, with injuries on both sides.

Saron also thought that the miners seemed to be insufficient, but unexpectedly, he made a discovery.

Chapter 21 Mining

Under the arrangement of Shadar, Saron lived in a huge cave in the deepest part of the valley.

This was originally a refuge cave for the trolls, and it had been cleaned very clean by Shadar's men long ago.

Saron is quite satisfied.

Shadar also brought the treasures collected by the forest trolls over the years.

Saron took a look, there were about a hundred gold coins, most of them were jeweled armor weapons and the like, all of which were stained with blood.

It should be left behind by robbed caravans or adventurers.

Are these the treasures of the troll clan?

Saron was a little disappointed, compared with Heilongniang's, it was simply poor.

"What is this?" Saron picked up a blue necklace.

The magic element on this necklace is very strong.

The main body is composed of seven sapphire-like objects, and the bottom is a white conch, which looks very beautiful.

"Lord Saron, we discovered this when we robbed a caravan before. According to the person in charge of the caravan, this thing is called the Siren's Tears. It is a magic weapon, but we can't find a way to use it!" Shadar replied that it was all the fault of those bastards who killed them too quickly.

"Tears of the Siren!"

Saron looked at the necklace and felt that it should be very important to him.

"Shadar, you send people to the underground area before us. There are some ore veins there. I hope you can mine a batch as soon as possible!" Saron put away the Siren's Tears.

He is preparing for the coming feast.

"Master Saron, we forest trolls are not good at mining!" Shadar was a little embarrassed.