Red Dragon Emperor

In the night wind of late autumn, Qili Huilin hunched over and quickly shuttled through the woodland, like a ghost in the dark night.

At this time, he had left the territory of the Grayscale Kobold tribe and entered the hunting ground of the Moskin Gnoll tribe.

Thinking that he was about to meet that terrifying Gnoll wizard again, Kili couldn't help shivering.

He wouldn't want to betray his Clan if he could, but he didn't have a choice.

Aww~!

The howling of wolves broke the silence of the night sky, Kili Grayscale gathered all his energy, took out something from his crotch, and held it tightly in his hand.

The ones howling just now were the wolves raised by the Gnoll in captivity. They are the hunting partners of the Gnoll, they are also sentries in the dark, and they are also the nightmare of the Greyscale Kobold.

After a while, pairs of green eyes appeared in the forest ahead, staring straight at the intruder, very scary.

As the dangerous aura approached, he quickly raised his hand to show what was in his hand. It was a tusk, to be precise, a wolf fang.

With the mace in his hand, Qili has more confidence, and no matter whether there is anyone in the opposite forest, he shouted loudly: Take me to see Lord Mosa!

A gigantic warg as big as a horse walked out of the shadows and came into the moonlight without a sound. Its nose wrinkled to reveal its criss-crossed sharp teeth, and foul-smelling saliva oozed from between the teeth and dripped down its chin.

Fortunately, the warg was controlled by its master. It was a wolf man, riding on the back of a warg, with a whip hanging around his waist and a spear in his hand.

The spear picked up the wolf fang in the kobold's hand into the air, the jackal caught it, brought the wolf fang to his nose, sniffed it, and threw it to the kobold again, then clamped the wolf under his crotch with his legs, turned around leave.

Come with me.

All the way through the jungle, Kili followed the gnoll rangers to the moskin gnoll base camp.

The base camp of the Mosskin Gnoll was built on a low mountain peak. The trees within 200 meters around the mountain peak were cleared, and obstacles such as large stones were also cleared away.

Going further inside is a log fence around the foot of the mountain. There is an arrow tower at a certain distance. The sentinels on the arrow tower can see the situation around the tribe at a glance.

Led by the gnoll rangers, Kili Grayscale passed through the gate and entered the gnoll tribe.

Like the kobolds, there are a lot of dirty animal skin tents in the wolf man tribe. Only in the center of the tribe, that is, around the top of the mountain, there are a few houses made of wood and straw. The residence of the nobles.

On the top of the mountain is a large stone house.

According to human standards, this stone house can only be said to be so-so, but with the level of civilization of wilderness monsters, this is undoubtedly a great building.

Bringing Qili to the stone house, the wolf man ranger said a few words to the companion guarding the stone house, and the guard of the stone house opened the door and motioned for Qili to go in.

Waited for a while in the empty, dark hall of the stone house.

crunch~.

An old jackal man with a crutch in his hand and a hunched back opened the door and walked in. The sound of the cane hitting the ground was so refreshing in the quiet stone house.

Kili Grayscale shuddered, and lowered his head even lower. He knew that the old gnoll in front of him seemed weak, but actually concealed a majestic power that ordinary people could not understand.

Tell me, what did you see?

...

After a while, in the dark crypt, the high-ranking Gnoll mystic—Mossa Mosskin stood obediently, with hands down, and repeated the information brought by the kobold to the elves on the Throne of Thorns.

After listening to the family members' narration, Olivia, the green dragon who turned into an elf, raised a sneering arc at the corner of her mouth.

Develop agriculture to hoard food, build armor to train soldiers, slogan brainwash loyalty education, red cubs who don't do their jobs~.

That's right, in the eyes of the orthodox five-color dragon, the red dragon is indeed a guy who does not do his job properly.

Develop agriculture and hoard food?

What are you doing with these useless things, and you can't eat them (giant dragons like to eat meat), isn't it okay to die for those scumbags rolling in the mud, ridiculous, useless scumbags?

Train soldiers, build weapons?

The most powerful dragon is itself, not the secular army. The great dragon only needs to eat and sleep well, and it can absorb power from the blood as time goes by, and become stronger and stronger.

Brainwashing slogans, loyal education?

This is even more outrageous. What monsters worship is the incomparable power of the giant dragon family. If they maintain enough power to deter anyone, they dare not betray them. Without power, everything is a castle in the air.

On the side, Mosa Mospi saw that her master was in a happy mood, and tentatively said: Great master Olivia, under your wise leadership, the enemy's foundation has been figured out, and your most loyal servant is ready to serve you. You have conferred a great victory, and as long as you give an order, I will immediately go and tie that little brat back to you.

No, the attack plan is cancelled. After thinking for a while, Olivia waved her hand.

After knowing that she had an extra neighbor of the same kind, she ordered her family to install spies to spy on the intelligence, and began to prepare for the war. Now that she knew the opponent's winter attack plan, she was not in a hurry.

A desire for intrigue and intrigue runs deep in the blood of green dragons, and manipulating their opponents gives them more excitement and satisfaction than crude destruction.

Since he will deliver it to the door himself, why not give him a surprise.

The opponent is only a young red dragon, and he is a young green dragon who is about to grow up. Even though the red dragon is the leader of the five-color dragons, there is a difference of two full ages, so the red dragon has no possibility of winning.

In Olivia's eyes, victory is within easy reach, and she should enjoy the process well.

Hahaha~, I really want to see what kind of expression that red dragon cub will have when he sees me~.

She felt extremely excited when she thought that when the red dragon thought victory was possible and was in high spirits, she suddenly appeared to shatter his dream.

Surprise! Panic! Drop everything and run away! Ugh...

This is impossible, Olivia muttered to herself on the Throne of Thorns: A red dragon will be a good thug, catch him, train him, and make him submit to the great Olivia forever.

I have a good plan. When I become an adult, let the red dragon go out for a walk, attract those stupid dragon-slaying warriors, and then...

Oh heh heh heh heh heh~, Olivia couldn't help laughing when she thought of her pride.

Mossa Mospi had long been familiar with this. He had seen such scenes many times. Every time he heard such laughter, someone would be in trouble.

When the master stopped laughing, he knew that his mission was coming.

Master, please give me instructions for the next step.

Stand still, but you can't let that bastard who is not doing his job just sit idle, Olivia's mouth curled up into a playful evil smile.