Thunder and lightning flashed between the sky and the earth, like silver snakes dancing wildly, and the winds and rains were endless. The majestic power of nature was so breathtaking that even the usually arrogant and domineering dragons silenced their voices.

Sarah Venn wore a black tight-fitting dress that covered her hips. The cuffs and tail of the dress were traditional red and decorated with a noble gold rim. A pair of slender and well-proportioned legs extended from under the sexy tight skirt, wrapped in bright brown

stockings.

Sarah is undoubtedly a stunning beauty. She has a cherry mouth and a beautiful nose, which is in line with the characteristics of a classical beauty. The mole on the left corner of her eye gives her a naturally charming and sultry temperament.

She stared at the dark and boundless distance, imagining that if there was a thunder from the gods that could destroy the evil in the city of Bakar with one blow, then she would be willing to become a lightning needle.

However, if there really were gods who listened to prayers in the world, then this land would not have been brutally destroyed by the violent dragon.

god?

People in heaven believe more in their own fists and their own wisdom.

The lesson brought by Eternal Light is too painful. There must be a real dragon-slaying weapon in order to sound the clarion call to counterattack Bakar, otherwise everything will be vain and empty talk.

It's time to go see what Nimpa is up to.

The city of Bakar does not allow the use of any technological products, even a battery-powered flashlight or an electronic lighter. The rules come from Bakar, the Explosive Dragon King.

Wood blocks, lamp oil, or some unknown fuel were burning in the iron basins in the corridors, emitting wisps of foul-smelling black smoke.

The flickering firelight cast the shadows of the dragon guards on the wall, which looked ugly.

Sarah didn't know what the purpose of Nimpa's sudden gathering was, but she was in the enemy camp and had no choice in many things.

On the way, Sarah met many hurried humans who also defected to Bakar.

Moreover, most of them were people with status and assets before. Only by offering their wealth or information about the coalition army were they qualified to live in the city.

But there are traitors who are not ashamed, but are proud of themselves, thinking that a good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

The Dragon King has ruled the heavens for more than five hundred years and for many generations. The order of the world has long been established, and no one can resist his majesty.

So be clear-headed, as long as you can survive, that is more important than anything else.

Some people were restless along the way and exchanged worried looks with each other.

Of course they knew very well that the Dragon Clan had never taken human beings seriously, they were just being given a little fun by Bakar.

In other words, the people who survive here are just poultry raised by the Dragon Clan.

"You all come in." The voice of the dragon demon Ningpa came from a certain palace.

The door opened, and Sarah and others walked in respectfully with their heads lowered. Being arrogant under the eaves will only make you die faster and more miserably.

The sight that struck her eyes made Sarah's pupils suddenly shrink, her palms hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, and her body began to tremble slightly.

But she concealed it well and pretended to pat the raindrops on her shoulders. The rain outside had not stopped yet.

Sarah had been mentally prepared for a pile of Union army corpses. If she continued to maintain a cold-blooded heart, the Dragon Clan would appreciate her cold-bloodedness and give her more trust.

However, what was now being driven into the hall was a bustling crowd of living people. At a glance, there were at least about five hundred people, crowded in the center of the spacious and bright hall, shoulder to shoulder, and very noisy.

Several high-level dragon clans that disgusted her were standing around, scanning these "domestic animals" that were slaughtered at will with a cold and careless look.

The image of a "chicken farm" suddenly appeared in Sarah's mind. Is there any difference between the humans and livestock piled together at the moment? No.

Some of the people who looked proud just now suddenly changed their expressions and shouted some names anxiously to plead with the high-level dragon clan. They saw their family members in the crowd.

What is going on all this? If you are loyal to Lord Bakar, shouldn't you be given safe shelter?

The last time I invited them to admire the corpses, because they were all soldiers of the Union Army and those who resisted the Dragon Clan, they were considered to be dead.

"The Celestial United Army has decided on the candidate for the commander-in-chief." Ningpa was suspended above the palace. Her wings were very beautiful and she looked delicate, not like a demon dragon, but more like petals, like colorful clouds, like a lady.

The legendary elf.

"This means that the unwilling humans have accumulated the power to resist Lord Bakar again. Well, I also discovered this."

Ningpa took out a piece of black and red parchment, with dense symbols written in code words on it. For the dragon clan who advocated force, these symbols were difficult to identify and even they could not recognize it.

Sarah, who was mixed in the crowd, had no expression on her face, but her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat because it was a secret intelligence letter written by her. She had obviously sent it out of the city, but why was she mysteriously stopped again.

"There is a traitor among you." A high-level dragon clan said in a serious tone. He was filled with a terrifying death aura and had a skull hanging around his neck.

The three most powerful dragons, including the ice dragon Lord Skatha, have followed the orders of the Dragon King and descended to the continent of Arad.

But most of their followers stayed and continued to protect Lord Bakar.

"Tell me, who wrote the secret letter."

In the spacious and bright hall, the ugly lizard heads are full of murderous intent, as if they are ready to slaughter the livestock.

"It's him, it must be him. I've seen them sneak around."

"Nonsense, it's just a strange piece of parchment. I don't recognize a single word of what's written on it."

The whole palace was in an uproar, accusing each other, and spitting was flying everywhere. Who was the bastard who wrote the parchment?

"Sarah, what do you think?"

Ninpa flew over lightly, wondering why Sara remained silent and said nothing with a cold face.

"Lord Ningpa, that kind of parchment is not common. Would it be more convenient to check who has used it?"

Sarah tried her best to narrow down the scope of the victims, and she was also betting that the dragons wouldn't be able to do such a delicate job.

"But the people responsible for transporting supplies in the city are all dead, so there is no way to check." Ningpa said a very scary thing in an understatement, as if chicken, duck or fish were rolled around on the chopping board.

Another high-level dragon snorted and said: "You accuse each other and expose each other, but you can never find who gave the parchment. In other words, all of you are suspected, so you should all die."

Immediately, its dragon claws covered with earthy yellow scales swung violently, the palace trembled, and rows of sharp thorns rose from the ground.

The solid floor turned into the backs of hedgehogs, densely packed with thorns, each one several meters long and extremely sharp, piercing the Tianling Cap.

Poof~!

There were continuous sounds of flesh and blood being pierced, mixed with shrill and painful wails. The humans who were pierced by the ground thorns were like grasshoppers on a stick. Blood, internal organs, and various colors mixed into a pool, slowly flowing along the crack of the palace door.

flow.

It mixed with the storm outside, but it couldn't be diluted no matter what.

Hundreds of people lost their lives in a matter of minutes. Their bodies were brutally pierced by ground thorns. Some of them were not dead for a while, with large wounds in their abdomens and they were still struggling.

The extremely painful and twisted way in which the "poultry" died would make even real demons feel ashamed and feel chilled in their hearts.

Sarah raised her head calmly, calmly stared at the hellish scene in front of her, made eye contact with several dying people for a moment, then suppressed the anger in her heart and quickly passed by.

There are her friends here.

"Sarah, it's okay, you can go back." Ningpa said.

She admired Sarah very much, she was quite talented, and not those idiots who only wanted the protection of the dragon clan but couldn't bring anything more value.

"Lord Ningpa, since the coalition has selected a commander, it proves that they will definitely take action in the near future. Don't disturb Lord Bakar again like Eternal Light."

Sarah left her words and bowed to leave. She walked neither fast nor slow throughout the process, and did not react in any way to the hellish tragedy. Her heart seemed to be made of iron, and the ice water flowing in her veins was extremely cold.

Back at her apartment, Sarah acted as if nothing had happened. She made herself a pot of hot tea and stared at the rainy night in front of the window in a daze.

In this palace of Bakar, even tears and crying are not allowed.

Her hand trembling as she picked up the teacup, and the overflowing tea wetted the stockings on her thighs.

"Dragon, Bakar!" The anger in her heart was shouting crazily.

After about half an hour of fighting, Sarah managed to hold back all her tears. The intelligence line was broken and everyone was dead. She had to think of new ways to build an intelligence line.

She mastered the weaknesses of several high-level dragons and looked for suitable opportunities to hunt them down.

Every time a high-level dragon dies, the sacrifice of the coalition army will be smaller.

Boom!

Suddenly, someone outside knocked on the window of her room, slightly opened a gap, and inserted a bud-like hairpin.
Chapter completed!