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"My friend, have you heard of the Black Dragon League?"

Lott controlled the devil puppet and stood in front of the Winged Snake clan bosses and said, "If not, then you have heard of it by now!"

The winged snake clan leaders looked at him quietly, without a word, until one of the old men frowned and asked: "We don't need it! Please go out!"

"What you need!" Lott didn't give up and said coldly with an air of selling insurance, "I can give you a chance for revenge!"

The people present were shocked, and one of them hurriedly shouted: "What revenge?! What are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, I've been observing you for a long time!" Lott sneered.

"You follow us?! You"

Just when they were about to go crazy, a wise looking old man next to him showed a frowning expression, and asked in a deep voice, "Will the black dragon be right? So are you here today?"

Hum, the customer finally has the intention to take a look at the product, which is a good sign!

"Come to fulfill your wish!" Lott replied heavily, full of confidence in his words.

The old men were silent and motioned for him to continue speaking.

"Presumably you all already understand that this place was sealed with an ancient black dragon in the past. In fact, that is the leader of our black dragon clan. We are from outside this continent, just like you." Lot began to chuckle.

"Outside the mainland?" Several old men listened carefully to the meaning of this sentence.

"Yes, neither of you nor I belong to this land. When our Black Dragon clan originally migrated here, they were jointly suppressed by this group of natives. Not only did we seal our leader, but we also turned our people into those in the second district without brains. Monster!" At this point, Lot shook his fist, showing that he was going to be at odds with the lord here.

After the basilisk bosses listened, they hurriedly whispered, and then the old man who looked wise still said with a smile: "Sorry, it has nothing to do with us."

There was a strong skepticism in the words, but Lot had long known that the other party would say so.

"Come in!"

Following his order, a heavy voice came from outside the door, and in the next second, the tall figure of the tauren appeared in the room.

At this moment, all the basilisk bosses were shocked to the point of speechlessness, and then they looked at each other's companions, showing their faces:

Minotaur? ! Isn't this the subordinate of the black dragon in the previous movie?

"Yes! This is the surviving member of our Black Dragon clan. All the others caught are thrown into the third district to become monsters for humans to play with!"

After Lott finished speaking, the incoming Minotaur stepped forward:

"If you don't want our tragedy to happen to you again, then take care of your subordinates and let them rest. The lord of this dungeon has a very terrifying secret method. As long as he discovers your existence, he will immediately send People come to catch, and then use that set of secret skills to turn all the caught creatures into obedient puppets or entertaining idiots."

The tauren said indignantly. Lott saw that he was almost done, so he turned his consciousness from it back to the golem puppet and added: "Look at the flying dragons! Look at the dragons and lizards! They are the best. example of!"

Waved his hand after finishing

Under the gaze of the old men, the Minotaur slightly owed his body toward Lott, saluting, and then reverently exited the door.

In the hallway outside the door, a large group of trolls were leaning against the wall trying to hear the voice inside. When they saw the minotaur coming out of the room, they immediately went over and pulled it aside to make a fuss. Of course, in the middle Still no sound came out.

The reason why Lott arranged them here was just to be an insurance. Who knows if this group of old men would want to see other monsters.

Of course, the surrounding tenant headquarters were clearly monitored, and a little movement was immediately sent away.

When the old men watched the Minotaur exit, they began to talk in low voices again. Their voices were very low, but the monitors on the goblin side could amplify their volume to the level that Lot could hear:

‘Is he reliable? ’

‘It should be, you have also seen it. This minotaur is not the same thing as the beasts in the second district. Have you ever seen a beast speak so clearly and salute? ’

‘Then what does he mean? Come and tell us not to mess around? ’

‘No, I think there should be a deeper meaning in it. ’

‘Don’t you want us to help in the past to lift the seal? We only have such a small number of people, there is not enough to send the guards-there should be an astonishing amount of guards there, right? ’

‘If this is the case, then refuse! ’

Hearing this, Lott frowned.

, If you don't go to die, isn't this play performed in vain?

After discussing for a long time, the wise old man finally said: "What do you black dragons want to do when they come to us this time?"

"I hope you will gather the scattered tribesmen. We must combine our strengths. The more manpower we have, the better!"

"How many people are there in you?" the old man frowned and asked, all the guys around him sneered, saying, ‘Should we go and die? No doors! ’

"50,000 people," Lott said solemnly.

At this time, all the basilisks present were quiet, and then each looked at each other, with shock, happiness, and suspicion in their eyes.

"How do we make us believe you?" The old man immediately asked after hearing that there would be 50,000 people in the Black Dragon. The highest peak of their Winged Snake Clan was only 5,000, and now the more than 2,000 clan members are already the limit.

The most important thing is that the other 1,200 tribesmen have not been seen until now, and the winged snake leaders feel that they have no luck. In other words, they only have 800 tribesmen fighting here alone, and the opposite is just in the city. There are more than 7,000 guards to maintain public order. Once there is a conflict with the dungeon, it will definitely be a pebble attack.

Therefore, they wanted to catch the vampire king and bring it back to the goat’s head monster, so that they could push it here, but after seeing the historical image of this dungeon, everyone’s heart sank to the bottom-the sheep The head monsters probably can't count on it.

But now, there is hope again in their hearts. If the black dragon in front of them will say the truth, they really have 50,000 subordinates lurking here, that is definitely a force worthy of help!

"How can I believe that you have 50,000 people lurking here? If so many, they would have been discovered long ago?!" The old man asked further.

"Don't believe it? Come out!" With Lot's clapping hands, a sound of armor stomping on the ground came.

When the owner of this voice appeared in the room, everyone was shocked. It was no one else who entered the room, but a silver armor wrapped in silver armor, and the side of the helmet and shoulders were marked with p. knight.

The guard of the dungeon!

"you!"

"Don't be nervous, everyone." Lott smiled and pressed his hand to the panicked basilisk leader opposite, and said, "He is my person. Take the helmet off."

The Silver Knight nodded towards him, then took off his helmet, revealing the appearance of an ordinary human—a golem posing as a puppet.

In order to perform this first play well, Lott, as the director, is controlling the golem puppets on the scene while quickly commanding and dispatching them in the Domain Hall.

When the old men saw P who put down their helmets, they immediately calmed down, and then each showed an inconceivable expression. Then one of them asked: "You send someone to pretend to be a guard?"

"There is a kind of you pretend to have a look?!" Lott quickly controlled the golem puppet wearing the death knight armor and looked at the opposite side and said coldly, "Each p has an identification code on his body, you just need to wear it. With this armor of the same style, we will know it for the first time, and then within 10 seconds, you will be surrounded and beaten to the point where you can't take care of yourself!"

The tone of this p's speech was quite arrogant, and the aura that erupted from him was almost exactly the same as that of the murderous law enforcement team on the street.

The old man on the opposite side was shocked to speak.

Lot nodded in his heart. In order to increase their trust, he had to increase the measurement!

So a conjurer wrapped in a black robe quickly walked in outside the door, and his robe was also marked with p.

After the black-robed conjurer came in, he signaled the knight to put on his helmet and went out. After he was done, he whispered beside Lott, and finally stood silently aside.

but

He began to faintly radiate energy fluctuations that only the level 40 powerhouses have. Although the peasants have hidden their breath, the winged snakes can still see from their daily behavior that these guys each have 4 The strength of the order.

And those conjurers wearing black robes are even more powerful~www.NovelMTL.com~ They exude the same energy breath as the guy in the eyes from time to time-this kind of breath can't be faked, because no creature can be a powerful breath It can be disguised.

Now, the conjurer of the Black Dragon Society is standing in front of him, still as p. In this regard, the old winged snakes have begun to have a new definition of the black dragon:

There are a large number of people, superior in strength, and good at disguising. Most importantly, they have already penetrated the enemy!

With this alone, almost no one can do it!

"May I ask, how did you become p?" The old wise old man who was previously aggressive, now said in a low posture in both attitude and tone, as did the others.

Seeing the virtue of the opposite, Lot knew that it was done.

So as far as possible not to let the excitement affect the voice, he said solemnly:

"It took us several years to achieve what we are today, but 50,000 people are still not enough. One more and one more strength. I think you are all creative talents, so I am here to invite. Then I will ask again: willing to join. Will our black dragon be?"