"Diapolo, you dare to kill my companion, the silver dragon Claudia. I swear in the name of the dragon, and I will do my best to revenge you until your soul returns to the underworld."

The cold mist covering a sky suddenly exploded, and a golden dragon full of classical elegance dragged a silver "dragon corpse" whose chest was broken, and made a declaration of revenge in a shrill voice, and then left in a "hunting" with the stunned armed designer on the ground.

Such a voice shocked all the wise creatures in this mountainous area. As long as they can understand the meaning of this passage, the creatures containing the information were shocked to speak.

A noble silver dragon fell without warning? It was incredible and unimaginable.

So, whether it was humans, elves, taurens, Zoer, Medusa, or other monsters, all the gazes of wise creatures turned to the sky where the white mist gradually dissipated.

In that sky, a small figure holding something in his hand gradually revealed, with his black hair loose and his dragon eyes majestic. Many people had never heard of his name and didn't know who he was. But now, all creatures in this area know his name and race.

Dragon, Diapolo!

"Ha, I'm pretty talking, but unfortunately I don't have the ability to execute, so I just add to the laughter."

It can be heard that the powerful existence standing in the sky and completing the dragon slaying in a very short time makes such a sarcasm.

And everyone, even those righteous people who are kind and righteous and take the principle of eliminating evil as their lifelong behavior, have temporarily lowered their heads and dared not face this powerful and powerful existence.

At this time, Diapolo, who gained great reputation in an instant, commented on the performance effect of the "same tribe".

"The performance is still a bit too exaggerated, not natural enough, but the stay is very short, so no one should have noticed it, so there is no big problem."

Diapolo talked to himself in the air, feeling sincerely grateful for the great sacrifices these two dragons, especially the Silver Dragon Claudia, was willing to make, and there was a hint of guilt.

"Now, my name should be spread throughout this area, so it's time to make some preparations in advance."

Diapolo looked down and could feel the countless gazes of gazes in the vast mountainous areas below, full of awe, worship, fear and hatred.

"Tsk, I'm back. When the tauren heard the news of me killing the dragon, his chin would fall down."

Diapolo maliciously thought about the tauren chief in the Storm Fortress, then flashed and disappeared directly into the sky where there was still cold mist.

...

"What did you say?"

In the stone house of the Storm Castle, as Diapolo expected, when he heard his subordinates report to him that the vicious tyrant who had just arrived yesterday, went out for a day today and slaughtered a silver dragon, his chin was indeed shocked to fall off.

"Are you teasing me?"

The Tauren Chief Daniel looked at his guard with a suspicious look, wondering if this guy had sneaked to play with the Drow Elves last night, and then knocked the mushrooms underground, and ran to him to speak crazy.

"Chief, of course I didn't tease you." The Taurus, who heard that his leader was actually suspicious of himself, rushed over to report the news, looked sad and aggrieved.

"If you don't believe me, you will know that you go out for a walk. Now the name of the evil dragon Diapolo is circulating everywhere in the Fortress of Storm." The Taurus Guard added.

"This is incredible. How did that guy do it? It's fine if he was besieged by a golden dragon and a silver dragon, but he actually killed one of them."

The Taurus Chief could not sit still at all, stood up and walked around the wide stone house. In the end, he couldn't help but leave his residence, and then walked to the street, listening to the sounds coming from all directions.

"It's true." The Taurus Chief closed his eyes and listened for a while, then opened his eyes with some confusion and looked at the guard who was catching up with him from behind.

"Have Diapolo returned? I want to go and ask him in person how he fought? How long has it been before he actually killed a silver dragon.

We have fought with the other side for almost three years, but we haven’t killed a single dragon, so he slaughtered one as soon as he came."

"Chief, this is also something I want to report to you. Lord Diapolo had brought the silver dragon heart he took out and almost entered our fortress, but a pair of Medusa popped out from somewhere and invited Lord Diapolo away."

"Fuck, these shameless bitches."

Hearing this news suddenly, the Tauren Chief couldn't help but burst into anger, and blue veins burst out from his forehead. He stretched out his palm as a casserole and picked up his guard and let his hooves escape from the ground.

"Why didn't you tell me about this kind of news earlier?"

"I was going to tell you, but I just said it to the beginning. You don't believe it, and I can't do anything about it." The Taurus's personal guard looked innocent, making Chief Daniel even more angry.

"Let's go, call all the cows over to me. I'm going to smash the nests of those snakeskin bitches. If there is no benefit, I'll push it to me. If there is a little good thing, I can't wait to reach out and take it. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

The Taurus Chief, who had been depressed for a long time, decided not to bear it anymore. In the past, he had just had some small deductions, so he could just turn a blind eye, but he could still get it back through other methods.

But now, an evil dragon that can easily kill the silver dragon has just been pulled away by the other party just stayed with him for a whole night. Can you bear such a thing?

It is absolutely unbearable. The Taurus Chief, who is a strong man, knows very well how amazing the force deterrence that exists like Diapolo can establish.

Once such an existence settled in the Rage Wind Fortress, no more thieves sneaked into the Rage Wind Fortress to cause trouble. The surrounding area will definitely be much quieter than it is now, and his tribe members can reduce a large number of casualties.

He could see the benefits that a strong man could bring, and the leaders of other underground races could naturally see clearly, so they couldn't wait to reach out and offend him, and even pull the dragon away.

"Chief!"

"Great Chief!"

...Along with the vibration of the earth and the roar of excited cows, one after another, the strong tauren waving the totem pole and rushing to the surrounding stone house, squeezing the surrounding and surrounding streets.

"I'll call you together, and there's nothing else to do, just take you to Medusa's snakeskin bitches."

The Taurus Chief didn't do anything fancy before the war declarations, but simply shouted out what he wanted to do with a loud voice, "These shameless bitches have pulled our distinguished guests away. I will take you back now."

"Then what, Chief, we are all gone, who will guard the fortress? Do you want it?"

In the generally stubborn Taurus tribe, some crooked guys are inevitably present.

Chief Daniel, who heard this question, was furious. "That pig asked such a brainless question? Inviting our distinguished guests back, and he was worried that a thunderbolt fortress would be built by someone to help us build ten thunderbolts."

"Snatch back the distinguished guest!"

"Kill all the snake skins!"

Even the Taurus, known as the honest and honest, became excited after hearing such benefits.

Just as Daniel mobilized his chief to come and fuck Medusa, Diapolo was already lying in a pile of warm and fragrant nephrite, showing his spoils to the leaders or senior leaders of the underground tribes who were marveling around.

A silver dragon heart that does not show any filth, but instead appears crystal clear!

It is the existence of this heart that directly lowered the temperature of the entire hall by more than ten degrees. The warm wind blew in from outside became chilly after passing through the hall. No one who could enter the hall would care about the reduced temperature.

"I'm so ashamed. It's the first time I've lived for so long that I've seen a silver dragon's heart."

Not far from Diapolo, Medusa, with soft and long hair, looked at Diapolo, who was hugging left and right, and exclaimed sincerely.

"Stop talking about the heart of the silver dragon, this is the first time I have seen the dragon heart." A black and strong dwarf who was emitting a scorching breath all the time, and at the same time, there was always a metal smell lingering in it.

"Praise Lord Diapolo's bravery and let us see the heart of a noble silver dragon."

On the first seat, a Drow elf wearing a gorgeous sacrificial robe raised the crystal cup in his hand and paid tribute to Diapolo.

"hehe."

When Diapolo saw the leaders in the hall with all the auras in the soul level, he smiled, pushed away the female knight with a tangle on her face, mixed with fear, hatred, and complex expressions, raised the transparent crystal cup filled with scarlet wine industry, and accepted this "friendliness".

"You don't have to be so kind, I just happened to it."

"Haha, Lord Diapolo is so humble!"

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen a dragon like yours."

Diapolo's words naturally caused a burst of praise and friendly laughter in the hall, which was bizarre and dreamy, but had a very realistic change, which made Diapolo feel very interesting.

When he arrived, no one was concerned about it. In his Medusa, he even regarded him as a beast and threw him to the most honest tauren chief.

Just now, after he "killed" the Silver Dragon, he was invited before he returned to the Raging Wind Castle, and then arrived at the affiliated fortress less than ten kilometers from the underground core fortress, adding this celebration banquet specially set for him.

The underground "big figures" who attended the banquet were even more interesting. For example, Medusa, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, didn't know if she noticed her eyes or something, actually used spells to turn her snake hair into soft long hair.

Of course, what is even more interesting is that the mistress of Zhuoer who presided over the celebration banquet was not known how this black-skinned elf had guessed it. When he just took his seat, he stuffed five white-skinned elf and female knights captured through war.
Chapter completed!