White Dragon Lord

After the young dragons returned to the dragon's nest and put the reindeer in front of the sleeping dragon mother, Amos flew to the gold coin pile and began to sleep. He was completely accustomed to the life rhythm of dragons eating, sleeping, eating and sleeping. It was the ultimate dream of his last life!

A few nights later, the four Amos siblings were woken up from their sleep by Long Ma.

Amos opened his mouth wide and yawned. He didn't understand why Long Ma had to wake up for the dragon. There had never been such a precedent.

Follow me. Long Ma said in a deep voice, walking towards the entrance of the cave first and flying into the sky.

The four young dragons had to keep up.

The dragon mother slowed down so that the young dragons could keep up with her.

Silent all the way, Long Ma took the four young dragons and flew south, and it didn't take long to fly out of the North Wind Icefield. This was the first time that Amos had left Long Ma's territory.

After flying over a majestic rolling stretch of mountains, the scenery became completely different from the barren North Wind Ice Field. With the eyesight of a giant dragon, there was no difference between day and night.

The steep ridges are covered with snow and ice, and below the snow line is a large verdant coniferous forest that spreads from the mountainside to a rushing river.

There is a city of intelligent creatures on the other side of the river. In the square in the center of the city, people sing and dance around the bonfire. Even if they are far apart, Amog can hear the cheerful singing of people.

Under the cover of the night, Long Ma led the young dragons to land in the snow on the halfway of the mountain range.

Long Ma stared at the city with a festive atmosphere everywhere, with endless greed in her eyes.

Northland Quebec - Sandonal, the holy city under the Chogori Mountains, the pearl on the Zhuo milk River, is also the commercial center of the Northland and the political center of the barbarians.

Long Ma has been peeping at Sandonal's wealth, but Long Ma quickly narrowed her eyes, as if she was deeply afraid of some existence in this city.

The Northland barbarians are a nomadic people. The harsh winter and harsh living environment in the Northland of Nordhill have created their sturdy characters and strong bodies.

In the custom of the barbarians, every baby will be placed in the ice and snow outside the door on the night of birth to accept the test of the barbarian god Barino. Only strong babies can survive. It is said that this was tens of thousands of years ago. , a habit handed down during the reign of the frost giants.

In the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, the barbarians were only slaves and livestock kept in captivity by the frost giants, and their survival resources were extremely scarce, so they had to abandon their offspring who were not strong enough.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. The barbarian hero, Sandonal, could not bear the tyranny of the frost giant. He led the barbarians to rise up and successfully ended the brutal rule of the frost giant. In the last battle, Sandonal and Frost giant chiefs perish together.

The grieving barbarians buried Sandonar's remains on the banks of the Chona River and built the first and only settlement around his cemetery. In honor of the hero who brought hope to the tribe, the barbarians named the settlement Sandor. nar.

Sandonal also became a holy place in the hearts of the barbarians. Later, with the convenient shipping conditions of the Zhuo Nai River, barbarians and the central part of the mainland traded and communicated with each other. Sandonal also developed from a settlement of several hundred people to a A trading city with a population of tens of thousands.

At this time, a figure of Min Xun came out of the coniferous forest, and came to Long Ma in a few vertical leaps.

This is a snow-white winter wolf with a body length of 4 meters and a white scale on its forehead.

Amos had seen it before. It was the most powerful vassal of Dragon Mother, Winter Wolf - Fingal, a top ice hunter with a creature level of 16.

Fingal walked in front of Long Ma, the wolf head lowered, and said humbly, Welcome, my master.

Winter wolves are powerful hunters on the icefields and live together as a family. A typical winter wolf pack consists of seven or eight adult wolves, plus two or three young wolves.

Once a winter wolf is an adult, its biological level can reach level 10.

Among them, powerful individuals can even break through to level 15 or above, and their intelligence is not low enough to speak.

Long Ma nodded her head, in response to Fingal, and asked in a deep voice, Where is that bastard? Why didn't you come out to see me?

Saying that, a black figure flew over from the foot of the mountain close to the forest.

Amos narrowed his eyes.

Dragon Wing?

Dragon Warlock!

After the warlock landed, the dragon wings behind him shrank and disappeared. He was covered in a black cloak, showing only half of his face, with one on his chest and a dragon claw holding a badge of flame with eyes.

By the Dragon Cult!

Amos suddenly realized that the inheritance of the dragon is all-encompassing, and the Dragon Worship Cult is also recorded in the inheritance. The Dragon Worship Cult can be said to be an organization that worships giant dragons as gods, and the most in the organization are dragon warlocks and necromancers.

There are even some dragons that join them, they provide various services to the dragons, and they are connected with most of the famous dragons.

The warlock bowed and saluted: Salute to you, the great lord of the North Wind Icefield, the legendary White Dragon Salilina.

Humph! Long Ma exhaled two white breaths from her nostrils and said dissatisfiedly: You are late, Warlock.

I beg your forgiveness. Sandonar has strengthened his defense during this time, and it took some time to get out of the city.

The unknown warlock pondered for a moment and said, But the news I brought is definitely worth your wait.

Oh~, Long Ma no longer delved into the issue of the warlock's late arrival, and asked curiously, What news?

This time, the purchase price of Sandonal's southward purchase, according to sources, is as high as 800,000 gold coins.

The warlock didn't give a shit: And the leader of the team is your old friend Sifred.

When Long Ma heard Siflie's name, her aura suddenly froze, and she gritted her teeth and said, This is really good news.

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Listening to the conversation between the dragon mother and the warlock, Amos finally understood the reason why he waited for the dragon to come here.

This year, a plague broke out in the Northland. This plague has a long incubation period. At first, only a small number of livestock became sick, and it was harmless to human beings. Therefore, it did not attract the attention of Sandonal rulers. When Sandonal realized something was wrong, it was It's too late.

The plague broke out completely, and a large number of livestock died. For the nomads, livestock was the fundamental guarantee of life. A large number of barbarians were about to face the problem of survival. To make matters worse, unknown monsters appeared in the lower reaches of the Zhuo Nai River, and the shipping routes for transporting food were also blocked. cut off.

Sandonal high-level deliberation and decision, after the Mudara celebration is over, organize a team to go south to buy food to overcome the difficulties, and the legendary barbarian warrior, one of Sandonal's three legendary barbarian warriors, Berserker - Sifred to lead the battle .

The Dragon Cult, who learned the news, passed the news to the disaster of the north wind, Salilina, through Fingal.

The warlock and Long Ma discussed some details of the cooperation, and finally said: Then I wish us a happy cooperation, Sir Salilina, you will be troubled by the cannon fodder, and I will retire.

After the warlock left, the dragon mother called Amos and the other dragons in front of her, and said, Go! Children! Go and gather those vile kobolds, goblins, who will be honored to fight for the real dragon!

The young dragons responded, Follow your will, Mother Mother.