White Dragon Lord

Following the direction pointed out by Gnosh Bloodaxe, the White Dragon Lord flew towards the territory of the Wildhammer clan.

The orcs in this world still follow the ancient traditions, living together as a clan, and each clan has its own territory.

The big clans occupy the land with rich water and weeds and flocks of cattle and sheep, while the small clans can only survive on undesired land.

This is the case with the Blood Axe clan near the Blade Fortress. Although the aquatic plants in their territory are not bad, they are always facing threats from the human army in their territories close to humans.

Of course, the blood axe is not the worst. The worst is the wandering orcs who disbanded their original tribe due to natural disasters or man-made disasters.

The wandering orcs wandered the grassland, grabbing food from vultures and wild wolves, and every time they closed their eyes, they didn't know whether they could see the sun the next day.

The white dragon lord flapped his wings and swept across the sky amidst the exclamation of the orcs on the grassland.

A few hours later, I saw a large orc clan with a tent that stretched for hundreds of meters. The side of the tent was marked with a simple black hammer.

Found the goal!

Lord White Dragon swooped down, landed on the edge of the tent, opened his mouth, and let out a terrifying roar.

The cone-shaped sound wave propagated from the mouth of the White Dragon Lord to the tent.

Whether it was cattle and sheep used as meat, or wolves used in battle, under the roar of the evil dragon, they collapsed to the ground and shivered.

Lord White Dragon used the most direct and provocative way to announce his arrival.

If this tribe is guarded by dragons, with a proud dragon-like character, and being so provoked by its peers, it will definitely not give up and come out to find a white dragon alone.

...

In the large tent at the center of the Wildhammer clan, Orgham sat cross-legged on the black wolf skin, frowning at the report under him.

"Chief, although the true dragon is still in its juvenile stage, it has to eat a clefthoof every week. If this continues, I am afraid that the clefthoof of the clan will be eaten by it."

Ogham also felt some headaches. The root cause of its headaches was that half a year ago, it was so happy that it personally welcomed the real dragon back.

As for the Wildhammer clan, the population is close to 20,000 people. If the clan wants to go further, it is absolutely impossible without the support of the real dragon.

However, the strength of the Wildhammer clan is more embarrassing. It is the bottom of the large clans. The powerful adult real dragons simply do not look at Wildhammer.

Therefore, Ogham was pleasantly surprised when he found a young dragon that was not supported by the clan.

Because the ordinary young dragons are all kept in captivity on the Overseas Dragon Island by their elders. Although I don't know how this one is outside, Ogham knows that this is a great opportunity given by heaven.

Without even thinking about it, Ogham agreed to the young dragon's condition and brought him back.

The food intake of the real dragon is very scary, and every day he eats food that he wants to wait for his body weight.

Originally, this was also affordable for the Wildhammer clan, which was a large clan.

But what Ogham didn't expect was that the real dragon it brought back was very picky, and non-clefthoof cows would not eat it.

Clefthoof is a combination of rhino and buffalo. It has hard horns on its nose and head, brown-red hair, and thick pillar-like hooves forked, which seem to be cracked. The clefthoof is derived from it. name.

When the clefthoof ox reaches adulthood, it can reach ten meters in length and four meters in height. It is the main animal power for the orc clan to move to grazing locations.

Orcs are a nomadic people. When cattle, sheep and other animals have eaten the grass in one place, they have to change to another place in order to continue grazing.

At this time, a clefthoof with huge power is needed, and only a huge clefthoof can pull the wooden cart carrying the cowhide tent.

Without the Clefthoof, the Wildhammer clan can only die in place.

So, Ogham is in a very bad mood now, but it soothes his subordinates.

"You go down first, I'll talk to Zhenlong later."

"Yes."

Ogham rubbed his temples, thinking how to speak.

Suddenly, a terrifying dragon roar appeared outside the clan.

Ogham was taken aback.

Did the parents of the young dragon come here? !

The orc chief quickly stood up, opened the curtain in front of the tent, and walked out.

Lord White Dragon saw a strong orc holding a black one-handed hammer, leading a group of people out, frowning.

I was indifferent to being so provoked.

Is there no real dragon in this large clan? !

But the White Dragon Lord didn't know where the other large clans were, so he wanted to ask the orc chief who came on.

Ogham approached, looking at the huge body of the White Dragon Lord, he was extremely surprised.

This body shape is probably the strongest part of all true dragons.

Ogham bit his scalp and walked over.

"Dear real dragon, what can you do?" (Orc language)

The White Dragon Lord looked at the timid orcs and didn't care. This was the common attitude of an ordinary race facing giant dragons.

"I'm here to find my kind."

Ogham shook his heart, and quickly suppressed the panic in his heart.

"We don't have yours like this. If you want to find other true dragons, you can go to the Soul Splitting Tribe to have a look. They support a great real dragon, and the Soul Splitting Tribe is in..."

Lord White Dragon heard Ogham's heartbeat suddenly speeding up, his eyes narrowed.

This orc is lying!

But there is no lie in the second half, because such a lie cannot withstand the test, so the first half is a lie.

The lord of the white dragon held the breath of the dragon in his mouth, and stretched his head to the top of the orc's head. The golden-yellow diamond-shaped pupils looked down at the orc in front of him.

"Really?! It's expensive to deceive me!"

Ogham looked at the dangerous blue in Bailong's mouth, felt the chill radiating from it, and dripped cold sweat on his forehead.

Damn, it already knows!

"Cough cough cough, I suddenly remembered that half a year ago, a young dragon came to Wildhammer. I will take you to see it~www.NovelMTL.com~ But before that, please allow me to present a gift as an apology ."

The White Dragon Lord raised his brows, his breath went out, and he looked at the orc chief in front of him with a smile.

Ogham looked at the dragon head that Bailong had retracted, and he was relieved, but fortunately he was not slapped to death by a paw.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Ogham ordered to his men.

"Quickly, get those magic crystals. They are hidden under my seat."

The orc on the side took the command, and quickly turned over and mounted the wolf and ran towards the camp.

After a while, the orc hurried back riding on the wolf, holding a black wooden box in his hand. The surface of the box was carved with gorgeous patterns, obviously not advocating the rugged style of a practical orc.

Lord White Dragon looked at the box in the orc's hand, and was extremely surprised.

Because it was in the box, and it sensed the long-lost element fluctuations.