Evil dragon roars ~ woo woo

The remote Dragon Island is located in the deepest part of the abyss. It used to be one of the ruins of the Holy War 1000 years ago. The black sea water is constantly impacting around the island. There are no traces of sea beasts within a thousand miles. This place belongs to The chassis of the Dragon Clan is a forbidden area for other creatures.

Dark clouds piled up over Long Island, lightning was densely covered, and rain curtains covered every corner of Long Island, forming a white sky. It was said that Long Island was more like a vast and incomparably private area.

After all, all the dragons of Azeric are on this dragon island.

The dragons don't care about the day and night, they just sleep, each dragon has its own territory, curled up in the depths of the cave to sleep, the vast dragon island only has the sound of wind and rain, like a lullaby, all the dragons keep watch. sleeping with his treasure.

Only one dragon did not sleep.

That's Hillier.

Hillier is a golden dragon who is currently serving as the patriarch of the Dragon Clan. He turned into a prototype and coiled on the largest mountain. Looking at the heavy rain, he sighed for the thousandth and 79th time this year.

He was so worried that he couldn't sleep.

Thunderous sighs rolled across the sky, mixed with the sound of rain and wind, came rumbling, and resounded in the ears of the dragons.

"Patriarch Hillier, if you disturb my sleep like this again, I will run away from home!" The black dragon Carlo, who had been patient for a long time, finally roared unbearably, and the roar spread for dozens of miles, full of impatience.

Hillier ignored him and sighed again, he was at peace now.

Because no cubs have been born for 1000 years, Dragon Island is now full of a group of rough-skinned and thick-skinned old dragons, almost reaching the point of extinction, how can he not be in a hurry, dragons are originally a low-fertility race , However, after the holy war, they seemed to be cursed. In 1000 years, not a single cub was born.

Even if he had summoned the whole clan to Dragon Island long ago, and brainwashed the dragons for the future development and reproduction of the race, oh, no, it should be education, but even if he worked so hard, there were still no cubs born, Healy It's been a long, long time since I've heard the cub's lively voice.

Dragon nature likes to be happy. At the beginning, these old dragons were very happy. After all, they were of the same race, and they matched well, and they could do the happiest things even if they became prototypes. At that time, Hillier was almost Looking at those female clan dragons with bright eyes.

Especially the loving Emerald Dragon couple, Hillier has the greatest hopes for them.

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Whether it is a loving one or a life together, there is no cub born.

For a while, Hillier sighed the most times, which caused the female clan dragons of the Dragon Clan to stay away from this patriarch, because no one could stand a dragon staring at his stomach all day long, even if that dragon was the patriarch.

Later, seeing that there was no result, the dragons also became lazy and returned to their normal state.

In fact, they are also surprised. After working so hard, there shouldn’t be no cubs born. It can’t be that there is a problem with their abilities. The male clan dragons have subtle self-doubts about this problem, and it’s not easy to tell other dragons. , could only swallow silently.

Not being able to give birth to cubs is definitely not his problem. I haven't seen any other dragons and they haven't been born!

"Could it be possible to really let them out?" Hillier muttered to himself, frowning deeply, he only wanted pure-blood clan dragons, he really didn't want those mixed-race races, those from thousands of years ago The jihad has seriously damaged their vitality, and now he just wants to multiply his clan dragons.

What should I do?Hillier sighed again.

The black dragon Carlo, who lives on the hill near the dragon patriarch, finally roared unbearably, and officially issued a notice to Hillier: "I want to run away from home!" He was really fed up with the patriarch's sighs, he wanted to sleep well No one can stop him!

Hillier didn't even lift his eyelids.

The black dragon flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, and its thunderous roar resounded throughout the Dragon Island.

The Frost Dragon poked its head out of the hole, watched the black dragon Carlo curse and flew down again as usual, then yawned, and tightened the gemstone mountain under him by the way.

"Hillier, when will you take down the protective cover of Dragon Island?" The black dragon flicked its tail angrily, making a mess of its own hole.

Hillier turned his face away and looked at the sky, melancholy at 45 degrees: "Carol, you are already an adult dragon, and now you are not as cute as you were when you were a child. Acting like a baby is not suitable for you. Only cute cubs can shake you." The tail is playing with the hill, you are too big, you will collapse the hill."

The black dragon Carlo was angry, breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and roared angrily: "Why isn't I cute now? I'm so cute!"

The flame dragon sneered unceremoniously: "Carol, you are so big, why are you still so irritable?"

"Sarah! If you say one more thing, believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Black Dragon Carlo unceremoniously extended his anger to the Flame Dragon: "I'm going to beat you to the ground!"

"Then you come, who is afraid of whom?" The flaming dragon also sprayed out a mouthful of dragon flames, and sprayed against the black dragon.

"Forget it, forget it, Carlo, Sara." The Emerald Dragon couple persuaded the fight, and for a while, Long Island, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly became lively.

Hillier finally turned his attention to the noisy giant dragons on the ground, and muttered to himself: "It would be nice if it was a group of cute cubs making noise." He was tired of seeing this group of adult dragons, Now he only wants a cub that is delicious and milky. If it can appear, Hillier thinks that he can give it the treasured "Glory of Light" on the Pope's crown!

Just when the dragon patriarch was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a slightly frightened and uneasy calling from the depths of the dragon soul.

"Ow~"

Hillier blinked his huge pupils slowly. At this moment, he deeply suspected that he was hallucinating. After all, after waking up from sleep countless times, he just thought that one day he could hear the cub's milking voice.

At the same time, the rambunctious dragons below also instantly quieted down, all of them staring at each other in disbelief, their pupils constricting violently.

It's a big mess, just now there seems to be a cub in the depths of the dragon soul, calling them in a baby voice!

Because dragon cubs are rare and have a long growth cycle, all races don't know that the dragon souls of dragon cubs and adult dragons can be interconnected. Of course, generally no cubs will interconnect them, because cubs will not or Said that he didn't know about it at all, only when his life was threatened, his instinct would automatically make a choice for him to contact them, if a cub's call appeared in their minds, it meant The cub was frightened by the injury and life-threatening, and his immature dragon soul would run wild, seeking the protection of the adult dragon regardless.

"Patriarch, the cub may be in danger!" Emerald Dragon Erza reacted instantly out of maternal intuition, trembling with excitement, there was really a cub calling them just now, the Dragon God, he Have you finally taken pity on them again?

Hillier felt the little voice of a child in the depths of his soul, and finally confirmed that he was no longer dreaming.

He no longer wants to think about why there are still dragons who refuse to obey the call and go out alone. He only knows that they have a cub wandering outside, and it is a newborn cub.

"Roar!!!"

The barrier above the Dragon Island was finally broken. The golden dragon spread its wings and flew into the sky, rushing into the sky. Its incomparably huge figure shuttled through the black clouds. His wings covered the sky and covered the surrounding sea area in black shadows. , His strong coercion caused the sea beasts in thousands of miles of seas to sink into the depths of the sea in an instant, and his violent roar directly penetrated everything and resounded in the sky above Azerek, like thunder and wrath!

A warning to all evil that would dare harm a dragon cub.

The black dragon Carlo, the emerald dragon Erza, Czech, the flame dragon Sara, the frost dragon Galo, the wood dragon, and the space silver dragon all woke up from their slumber, followed the patriarch and flew into the air, singing in unison Roared: "Roar!"

.........

At this moment, all the higher races of Azeric were awakened by the roar of fury on the distant Dragon Island!

Hillier landed and quickly assigned the task of sending some dragons to Azeric to find their cubs.

"Hillier, I'm going." The black dragon Carlo raised his hand, flicking his tail excitedly.

"Patriarch, I'm going too." Erza also quickly stated: "I am a female clan dragon, and I will take good care of it. As soon as the words fell, Czech also said: "I will go with Erza. "

"Patriarch, you should think about me." The frost giant breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath, and the surroundings froze instantly: "I can take the little dragon cub to skate anytime and anywhere."

.........

The voices of the surrounding dragons were extremely noisy, Hillier frowned and thought for a while, and finally sent the emerald dragon couple and the black dragon Carlo a step ahead.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly there was a cold voice, and Carlo saw that it was the space silver dragon who rarely spoke.

"No way, Yin, are you going to rob me too?" Seeing Hillier looking at Yinlong lost in thought, Carlo quickly wailed: "I promise to listen to Erza when I go out this time, she said Whatever it is, it will definitely bring the chubby little dragon cub back to Dragon Island."

"No." Silver smiled gracefully, and with a swipe of his fingertips, a small crack appeared in the space. He pulled out a long scroll from inside and handed it to Carlo.

"This is the reward that the human race promised us during the jihad. Remember to ask for it, and treat it as a gift for the little dragon cub."

"By the way, those human empires owe us a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. After so many years, do you remember to ask their descendants for interest?"

"Well, let me think about it, let's take [-]% interest, after all, we are a kind and great dragon clan."

Carlo looked at the silver dragon who was as holy as an angel, and nodded fiercely: "I see."

Then the three dragons left.