Under the Red Dragon

Rumbling, the gnoll chieftain Yugu, with his robust body, rode his massive Achilles Dragon beast across the hilly grasslands, its long, blood-red mane fluttering like a cape in the wind.

The enormous three-headed adamantite flail in his thick arms seemed like a toy, swinging with the rhythm of the run. The dragon beast's massive body pounded out huge footfalls on the solid, heavy earth, followed by neatly arrayed gnolls, their trampling hooves kicking up dust from the green grass of the prairie.

Following gnoll chieftain Yugu on either side were gnoll barbarians, also riding dragon beasts and dire wolves. Each of these gnoll barbarians was the most elite warrior in the gnoll tribe.

These gnoll barbarians all stood around two and a half meters tall, wielding heavy flails and warhammers. They were the guard of this ambitious gnoll chieftain, his most trusted warriors.

They were also typically the assault troops of the gnoll tribe. Their armor was the finest in the entire gnoll tribe, with many gnoll barbarians clad in beast-hide clothing made from the tough hides of dragon beasts, or the most durable furs from the ferocious creatures hunted by the gnolls.

Behind the gnoll barbarians followed gnoll spellcasters riding dire wolves. These gnoll spellcasters were also called Watchers. These relatively frail gnolls, distinguished by their purple manes, possessed innate natural magic that made many foreign druids and shamans weep with envy.

Even these gnoll spellcasters themselves struggled to understand the source of this power, unable to discern whether their abilities were magical or divine, and thus generally avoided wearing extra armor to prevent interference with their spellcasting.

Typically, these gnoll spellcasters would use their magic to enhance the bodies of the gnoll warriors under their protection. Of course, they could also directly attack enemies with their magic, and possessed spell-like abilities similar to a fear aura, gradually inducing fear in the hearts of enemies around them.

Some carrion crows and vultures circled overhead, cawing noisily. These were scout birds enslaved by their magic, allowing them to see the surrounding area through the birds' eyes.

Dozens to hundreds of the frailest gnoll scouts rode dire wolves, scattered far and wide. These gnolls were clever scouts, dangerous assassins, and ranged troops, rarely exceeding two meters in height, carrying bows and blowguns loaded with poisoned darts.

Bringing up the rear were the majority of ordinary gnoll warriors and slaves such as troll bears and hobgoblins. These gnoll warriors and slaves could only run on foot, but their strong bodies allowed them to run no slower than most beasts on the prairie.

Although these gnolls were still in a scattered formation, they showed a clearer division of labor than the hunting gnoll warriors before. If this loosely structured race possessed an especially strong leader, they could unite and fight with a clear division of labor, exhibiting a degree of discipline rarely seen in monster races.

Clearly, gnoll chieftain Yugu was such a strong and powerful tribal leader.

Caw, caw, caw.

A bald-headed vulture about two meters long flapped its somewhat balding wings and landed on the arm of a gnoll spellcaster, whose pale pupils returned to blood-red.

"Chieftain, my little birds have discovered the bodies of the fallen warriors, just a short distance ahead to the left," a gnoll spellcaster spurred his dire wolf to keep pace with the Achilles Dragon, reporting to his chieftain.

These gnolls possessed their own racial language, but could also speak Trollish, Orcish, or Goblin, as well as some Common. In fact, gnolls were a rather intelligent race.

Moreover, gnolls had a great advantage not only in learning languages, but in other aspects as well. The main reason hindering the further evolution of gnolls was their loose social structure. If properly guided, these gnolls might become an immeasurably powerful force.

"What about those centaurs invading our territory? Have you found any trace of them?" Gnoll chieftain Yugu asked, frowning, his voice steady despite the rise and fall of his running mount.

"No trace of the centaurs has been found. Perhaps they saw the warriors' signal for help and, knowing they couldn't withstand our retaliation, fled. Those cowardly and detestable centaurs," the gnoll spellcaster replied, tearing off a piece of jerky and feeding it to the balding vulture perched on his arm. The vulture swallowed the long strip of jerky in one gulp and flapped its wings, soaring back into the air.

After running for about several more miles, gnoll chieftain Yugu's excellent vision could already see traces of blood staining the prairie red.

A thick, rotten stench unique to gnolls, mixed with the reek of blood, assaulted his sensitive nose. Gnoll chieftain Yugu swung the three-headed flail in his hand, creating a violent sound.

He shouted loudly, "All warriors halt! Watchers, send your pets into the sky to scout the situation! The rest of you, search the ground for any surviving warriors and traces of those centaurs!"

The huge force of over six hundred gnolls came to a halt. Although still somewhat chaotic, not comparable to trained human soldiers, they maintained a clear sense of discipline.

The night crows and vultures enslaved by the gnoll spellcasters flew in all directions to scout the situation. The gnoll scouts on dire wolves scattered around the perimeter, heading towards the low bushes and burrows on the prairie. These gnolls were familiar with every part of their territory, and the night was their domain.

The remaining gnoll warriors also dispersed, using their keen sense of smell to pick up the traces and scent left by the centaur warriors on the prairie.

Only the gnoll barbarian guards and the gnoll spellcasters remained around gnoll chieftain Yugu, examining the battlefield.

Gnoll chieftain Yugu jumped off the tall Achilles Dragon beast, his tall and sturdy body dragging the heavy three-headed flail as he walked through the remains of the battlefield, his blood-red eyes searching for every detail left on the battlefield.

Hiss, hiss.

Gnoll chieftain Yugu looked at the bodies of the gnoll warriors lying in pools of blood along the way, sniffing the air with his sensitive nose to discern enemy information.

"There's the scent of prairie gray wolves, and the stench emanating from green-skinned goblins. Hmm, this smell should belong to kobolds," gnoll chieftain Yugu analyzed in his mind. Prairie gray wolves were everywhere, and wolf packs often became the gnolls' prey and sexual partners.

And green-skinned goblins and kobolds were everywhere. The gnolls had slaughtered no fewer than a dozen green-skinned goblin and kobold tribes, so gnoll chieftain Yugu was very familiar with these smells.

"The strongest stench of sweat should be from those centaurs. It seems these enemies may have formed an alliance, or become the followers of some powerful creature."

"Most likely those annoying chromatic dragons. Metallic dragons wouldn't like to take in weak and lowly races like kobolds and green-skinned goblins."

"Damn it, when did a dragon appear? Hopefully, it's not an adult dragon, or the tribe will have to migrate."

Gnoll chieftain Yugu was an ambitious guy. Although these evil races liked to attach themselves to dragons, Yugu didn't want to lose his power and status from the bottom of his heart.

"Chieftain, we've discovered traces of the centaurs' escape. Should we follow these traces and kill all the centaurs?"

A thin gnoll scout riding a dire wolf ran over, pulling the dire wolf's ears, jumped off the dire wolf's back, and knelt on the ground to report, pointing in the direction of the centaurs' escape.

Gnoll chieftain Yugu looked in the direction the scout indicated. He knew very well that a powerful orc tribe bordered the gnoll territory in that direction.

He had secretly investigated it at night and found that it had many strong individuals, and there were strong individuals who could compete with him.

He had always ordered the gnoll tribe not to cross the edge of the territory to avoid conflicts with those orc tribes. Although he was not afraid of those orcs, the current gnoll tribe was not strong enough to fight against the orc tribe.

"Could it be that those orc tribes are no longer satisfied with their territory and have allied with the centaur tribe? With the abilities of these orcs, it is normal to enslave those weak goblins and kobolds." Gnoll chieftain Yugu had some thoughts in his mind, and at the same time shook his head.

"No need to chase. Leave some gnoll sentries to patrol the edge of the territory, and leave a few Watchers here to maintain contact."

"The rest of the gnoll warriors follow me back. Now is not the time to conflict with those reckless orcs. We must continue to accumulate strength."

After speaking, he climbed onto the Achilles Dragon beast that was devouring the gnoll corpses on the ground, whistled a signal, gathered his gnolls, and led his tribe back to their lair.

On the back of the hill at the top of the gnoll lair, the centaur warriors and gray wolf knights who had quietly arrived here had hidden in the leeward side, quietly waiting for the gnoll reinforcements who had left the nest to return.

After the war with the human kingdom, Chiron had learned how to use his advantages. He made full use of the flexibility and mobility of the centaur cavalry and gray wolf knights.

He led the centaur cavalry and gray wolf knights in a large circle on the prairie and returned to this place. With the vision and guidance provided by the black dragon Rosani from the sky, they easily avoided the gnolls' direct route.

They squatted on the back of the hill near the gnoll lair, preparing to catch the gnolls off guard when they returned to the lair and were extremely relaxed.

These centaurs ran much faster than those gnolls, so even though they had made a big circle on the prairie, they still had enough time to rest here.

Now these centaurs had recovered a lot of physical strength and were quietly replenishing their strength with the water bags and jerky they carried. They knew that the next step might be the real challenge. They never underestimated the enemy, nor were they afraid of blood.

The black dragon Rosani was also lying on the back of the hill. The black dragon could not be too active in the bright moonlight, otherwise, it would be discovered by the gnoll spellcasters' little pets and make them alert. Even if the black dragon was naturally proficient in stealth, he could not underestimate the enemy's keenness.

The black dragon Rosani just quietly poked his head out. The dragon's excellent vision allowed him to see farther than the giant eagle in the sky.

"Those putrid gnolls are coming," the black dragon said to Chiron beside him. From far away, the black dragon could find traces of the enemy, even if the distant gnoll team was just a black spot in the eyes of the centaurs.

And those huge Achilles Dragons attracted the black dragon's attention. These tough hides grew rough hair, and the dragon beasts with huge sickle-like toenails were almost as long as the black dragon.

Moreover, as the black dragon aged, his face and body became closer and closer to the image of a skeleton, and the outer skin around the base of the horns and cheekbones would continue to undergo changes like degradation, so it was sometimes called the Skeleton Dragon.

The current black dragon Rosani was in the juvenile dragon stage, not so obvious, but his body was still thin. Even if he was more than seven meters long, he still seemed weaker than the Achilles Dragon.

However, even if these dragon beasts grew stronger, they were just prey in the eyes of the dragon. The black dragon and Kalong had hunted countless of these beasts that relied purely on their claws and teeth and their own strength when they were young.

But this kind of huge dragon beast was still a powerful enough beast for the gnolls. The black dragon Rosani could not sense the breath of the gnoll riding on the Achilles Dragon, but he knew that this gnoll chieftain must be very strong.

"You have to be careful later. That gnoll chieftain is estimated to be very powerful. He can actually tame the Achilles Dragon, a predatory and ferocious dragon beast," the black dragon Rosani said what he saw.

These juvenile dragons all liked the warriors of the centaur tribe, especially the black dragon Rosani. When he was young, he discovered the wild beauty of the wild horses galloping on the prairie. These centaur warriors especially met the black dragon's aesthetics.

The dragonborn centaur warrior Chiron squinted his eyes and looked at the approaching shadows, nodded in response, "Dragon followers are never afraid of challenges,"

Then he turned to the cavalry captains such as Kerry and ordered, "Pick up your weapons and bows and arrows, prepare to fight."

Rumbling,

The gnoll warriors followed their chieftain and ran towards their lair. Because they were close to their lair, these gnolls had relaxed their vigilance. The relatively neat formation that was originally maintained was now as scattered and chaotic as the goblin and kobold queues.

Those gnoll spellcasters also took back their night crows and vultures. They never thought that there would be enemies near their lair.

All races that could pose a threat to the gnolls nearby had been slaughtered or enslaved by these gnolls. Even those ferocious beasts with their clans could only become the gnolls' food and farmed poultry.

The gnoll scouts also lazily drove the dire wolves under their seats to join the gnoll army. Those arrogant and conceited gnoll barbarians even hung their weapons casually on the waists and backs of their mounts.

Even the gnoll chieftain Yugu gave up his vigilance and led his tribe into the hills. He looked at the underground lair entrance in the distance that was still faintly lit with fire and light, only two or three miles away from him, but suddenly he was stunned.

The figures of centaurs, kobolds, and green-skinned goblins appeared one after another on the hills on both sides of the underground lair entrance. Like hunters aiming at their prey, they opened the longbows in their hands, raised the throwing spears in their hands, and aimed at the gnoll tribe's warriors.

A black dragon, its scales reflecting the bright moonlight with a dark, silvery sheen, beat its wings, preparing to take flight and hunt its prey.

I, along with the warriors of the Gnoll tribe, were surrounded, with Kobolds and Goblins eyeing us hungrily from the flanks, and the Centaurs opposite radiating a thick aura of bloodlust.

The enemy was aggressive and revealed their ferocious intentions, yet we received no warning.

“Damn it, carelessness,” Chief Yug of the Gnolls thought, shouting, “Brace yourselves, prepare to withstand the arrows!”

Before the Gnoll Chief could finish speaking, and before the Gnoll warriors could react, a rain of arrows, like a dark cloud, poured down.

Buzz, whoosh!

The Centaurs’ powerful arms drew each bow to its fullest extent, the bowstrings vibrating with a buzzing sound as the arrows were released, the iron-tipped arrows slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, hammering down upon the Gnoll ranks.

The Kobolds and green-skinned Goblins also shot their short arrows and javelins; although these Kobolds and green-skinned Goblins were weak, the rain of arrows and short spears fired from the high ground could still inflict casualties.

After all, Gnolls only possessed greater strength, not scales like dragons that could defend against ordinary weapons.

Ugh, ah!

Caught off guard, the Gnolls were pierced through their heads and bodies by the arrows; even those wearing tough Dragon Beast hide cloaks could not stop the arrows, collapsing to the ground with brief groans of pain.

The hyenas and Dragon Beasts beneath them panicked and scattered, some even charging into the Gnoll ranks with the corpses of Gnolls still clinging to them, causing chaos.

Gnoll Chief Yug swung his heavy flail impenetrably, blocking all the arrows fired at him.

Only the Achilles Dragon Beast beneath him took an arrow; the Dragon Beast, startled by the pain, was about to rampage when Yug smashed it on the head with a heavy punch, causing it to roar in pain and calm down.

Bang! Yug swung his flail, smashing the head of a rampaging Dragon Beast to pieces, shouting loudly, “Don’t run around! Gather together and listen to my orders!”

“Submit or die,” Chiron the Centaur stepped forward on the hill, not ordering another attack, his tall frame holding a huge longbow, aiming at the Gnoll Chief as he shouted.

“Submit or die!” All the Centaur warriors and Grey Wolf riders shouted in unison, the huge sound echoing through the hills, and the giant dragon in the sky also roared.

“Submit or die!”

“Dragonkin,”

Gnoll Yug’s blood-red pupils dilated as he looked at the agitated tribe and the bodies on the ground; after just one round of attacks, the tribe had lost more than a hundred powerful warriors.

The Gnoll spellcasters were particularly targeted; defenseless, these Gnoll spellcasters were as fragile as blank paper, and several had already died.

But the Gnoll Chief before them was still unruly; although he could see the difference in the Dragonkin Centaur opposite, their strength was not enough to be his opponent.

Moreover, the black dragon in the sky, although a pure-blooded true dragon, was too small, only a little over seven meters, looking very weak; such a thin body could not have much strength, far from making him want to submit.

So he drove the Achilles Dragon Beast beneath him forward, laughing loudly, “I would rather be the head of a pheasant on the prairie than the tail feather of a phoenix. If you want me to submit, you must defeat me in battle.”

Gnoll Yug looked at the black dragon landing on the hill, disdainfully saying, “Just a black dragon is enough to make you willingly submit? It’s not a red dragon; you really like being slaves.”

“Watch your words, Gnoll. We are members of the Dragon’s family, and the black dragon is also a respected member of the Dragon’s family. As for the red dragon, I don’t think you’d like to see his face and fury. Be humble before the dragon, or choose death,” Chiron’s expression turned cold.

“Even a red dragon in its juvenile stage would have difficulty stopping my power,” the unruly Gnoll Chief finally showed his attitude with his actions, waving his heavy three-headed flail and shouting, “Follow me and charge! Kill all these enemies! I want to see the power of these dragons.”

“Kill them!” The rampaging Gnolls followed their Chief and launched a charge, the Gnoll spellcasters using their magical abilities to strengthen the Gnoll berserkers charging in the front.

“Base, lowly vermin! How dare you provoke the majesty of a true dragon!” Black Dragon Rosani was furious at the Gnoll Chief’s words; it was one thing to be provoked in the Dragon group, where he really couldn’t win, but to be despised by a lowly race like Gnolls made the evil dragon blood in his veins boil.

Black Dragon Rosani spread his wings, releasing the Dragon Might of a juvenile dragon, roaring in the sky, magical light flowing over his body, making a pouncing motion.

The Centaur warriors and Kobold followers had already fired their arrows, continuing until they had shot all the arrows they had brought.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The rapid rain of arrows shot down a large number of charging Gnoll warriors, but the Gnoll spellcasters’ spells provided defense and strength enhancement to these Gnolls; many Gnolls who were shot down without fatal injuries stood up again and continued to charge.

Some Gnoll spellcasters were chanting spells, and a mist appeared on the field, and ghouls with fangs and ugly, ferocious faces crawled out of the mist, following the Gnoll tribe’s army forward.

“Throw away your bows and follow me to charge, for the dragon!” Chiron threw down his longbow without arrows and tightened his grip on his weapon.

“For the dragon!”

“For the master!”

The other Centaur warriors also threw their longbows on the ground, then drew the spears hanging at their waists, the Centaur ranks quickly gathering into an attack formation, stepping down the hill.

Those Kobolds and green-skinned Goblins riding grey wolves also rushed down the hill, harassing the Gnolls from behind with throwing spears and blowgun darts.

The Gnoll and Centaur forces collided halfway up the hill like rolling torrents, and with a boom, the magical shield that the Gnoll spellcasters had cast on Gnoll Chief Yug shattered instantly under the intense impact.

The Centaurs charging down from the high ground carried powerful force and momentum, and the thick iron spear in Chiron’s hand was indestructible, instantly shattering the magical shield that was strong enough to withstand the attacks of a juvenile dragon.

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But Gnoll Chief Yug abandoned his mount; at the moment of contact, he slapped the huge Achilles Dragon beneath him, and then his entire body flew up, stepping on the back of the huge Dragon Beast and leaping to the left, jumping over the first wave of the most powerful impact at the moment the magical shield shattered on his body.

The huge Achilles Dragon beneath him became the first obstacle to weaken the impact of the Centaur cavalry; the Dragon Beast, more than six meters long, was abandoned by its master, and its huge body could not withstand the Centaur cavalry charging down from above.

The tall Dragonkin Centaur was not much weaker than the Dragon Beast in strength, and they were also charging down from above; the Achilles Dragon was directly knocked over by Chiron, rolling down the hill like a thrown sandbag, unable to hold on for even half a second.

The Centaur cavalry behind him rolled down, directly crashing into the Gnoll ranks charging upwards.

“Base vermin, your head will become my toy,” Black Dragon Rosani was not as tolerant as he was in the Dragon group at this moment; he revealed his cruel black dragon nature, fixing his eyes on Gnoll Chief Yug, who had dodged the impact.

The black dragon roared and swooped down from the sky, his wide wings flapping slightly, passing over Gnoll Chief Yug’s head, and then spitting out an acid breath from above that could corrode weapons and armor.

Moreover, the spell he had awakened was also released under the urging of magic; under the bright moonlight, a darkness suddenly enveloped the Gnoll’s body, causing the Gnoll to lose his sight.

Gnoll Chief’s blood-red eyes were suddenly pitch black, as if an ordinary human was in the darkest night without starlight or lamplight, and even a Gnoll with darkvision could not see through this deep darkness.

He could only vaguely see the shadow of the black dragon; this was because the black dragon’s mastery of spells was not up to par.

However, Gnoll Chief Yug had powerful combat intuition and talent; he quickly dodged to the side, the heavy three-headed flail striking towards the black dragon’s abdomen in his impression with a vibrating, sharp whistling sound.

Black Dragon Rosani had been trained in the arena, and after many battles, he was no longer the black dragon who only hunted beasts.

He knew that his abdomen had no scale defense, and that the three-headed flail was a heavy weapon, and even if it was covered with dragon scales, it could not block the damage from a heavy blow.

So he had already controlled the distance, and the heavy three-headed flail roared past under his abdomen, and the strong wind raised could actually make the muscles of his abdomen feel a threatening stimulation.

Huff, the black dragon who brushed past seized this opportunity in an instant, and his long tail swung at the last moment, striking down on the temporarily visually impaired Gnoll with a force no weaker than a heavy hammer.

Bang!

Gnoll Yug’s excellent combat intuition and sensitive ears helped him block this blow, the thick handle of the three-headed flail colliding with the black dragon’s tail.

The black dragon only felt his tail was a little numb, but then he turned back and pounced again, and as he was preparing to take advantage of the Gnoll Chief’s visual impairment to repeat his old trick, suddenly the Gnoll’s blood-red pupils bloomed with a bright light.

A powerful aura rose from the Gnoll’s body, and the heavy three-headed flail left the Gnoll’s palm with unparalleled terrifying force, flying towards the black dragon’s chest and abdomen.

“Damn it,” Black Dragon Rosani looked at the heavy flail roaring with great force and could not pull his body away, so he could only block his wings and thick limbs in front of his chest and abdomen.

Boom, a violent tremor and impact came from the wings and limbs, the black dragon’s wing bones and limb bones were directly broken by the heavy three-headed flail; fortunately, the force was reduced after buffering, but it still seriously injured the juvenile black dragon.

“Roar,” Black Dragon Rosani let out a painful roar, falling from mid-air.

……

Karon’s huge body floated up and down in the rolling lava lake, the heat and heavy sulfur smell surrounding the red dragon, countless heat and magic permeating the red dragon’s scales, absorbed by the red dragon’s skin.

Now, under the supply of sufficient magic energy and food nutrition, the red dragon’s body has reached more than fourteen meters, even Akazi, the blue dragon who has reached adolescence, is only fourteen meters long.

Karon has now surpassed the adolescent blue dragon Akazi, becoming the largest and longest dragon in the dragon group, and with the red dragon’s current physique, perhaps the blue dragon Akazi no longer has the qualification to fight the red dragon.

Under the talent of [Overlimit Growth], Karon is growing almost every moment, and the red dragon seems to be a bit contrary to common sense. Generally, creatures and dragons grow and develop faster when they are young, and their growth and development will slow down as they get older, until they stop growing and developing.

But Karon is the opposite. He is developing faster now than he was in his early childhood. It seems that as he gets older, his development and growth are also accelerating, especially after entering the volcanic lava lake to sleep.

Karon’s current state is somewhat similar to that of dolphins, one brain thinking and one brain sleeping. His original brain is in a state of rest, but the sub-brain is still in operation, and countless magic runes and spell models and formulas are flowing in the sub-brain.

At the moment when the black dragon fell in the distance, the sub-brain flowing with endless information suddenly sent out a signal, activating the sleeping red dragon.

That was the seed of protection that the red dragon planted on the juvenile dragons. Once the juvenile dragon in the dragon group encounters a fatal danger, it will transmit information to Karon, and Karon can also perceive the dragon’s location information and state through the power of the mind.

So the red dragon buried in the dark red lava lake opened his eyes, and the sleeping dragon was disturbed. His huge body emerged from the boiling lava, and the hot lava flowed down his crimson scales, like raindrops rolling off lotus leaves.

Boom!

The red dragon stretched out his wide and strong wings, and the wide wings that grew with the growth of the body cast a shadow over half of the lava lake under the projection of the moonlight. A surge of wind arose on the flat ground, rolling the boiling and scorching lava, and the red dragon jumped out of the crater and soared straight into the sky.

“You don’t seem to be afraid of the coming of death, Your Excellency the Dragon,” the powerful and cunning Gnoll Chief Yug looked at the black dragon without changing his face. Even though he had suffered heavy injuries and endured the pain of broken bones, the black dragon’s face was still full of the dragon’s arrogance and ferocity.

“If I and these dependents don’t return to the dragon’s lair before dawn, the dragons will follow the trail, and you won’t want to face the wrath of the dragons. Even if you have touched the realm of the Holy Domain, Karon’s anger is a price you can’t afford.” The black dragon smiled coldly; he had blind trust in the red dragon.

“You always pride yourselves on being members of the Dragon’s family. I remember that you black dragons have always liked to live alone. How could you join the Dragon’s family? Could it be that your Dragon’s family is a family established by a blue dragon? The head of the family should be an adult blue dragon.”

Out of some concern, Gnoll Chief Yug did not kill the black dragon. He was also probing the Dragon’s family’s information in his words, which would determine his next actions and choices.

“You don’t need to probe. I can tell you that the head of the family is just a juvenile dragon, a juvenile red dragon,” Black Dragon Rosani glanced at Yug, who was different from ordinary Gnolls,

He continued, "If you can't make a decision right now, I suggest you have your warriors stop. These familiars are favored by Caron, and Caron will be angry at their loss."

The centaur warriors were indeed very strong, especially under the leadership of the dragon-blooded centaur Chiron. They charged back and forth through the gnoll ranks, and many gnolls fell under the iron hooves of the centaur warriors.

However, there were too few centaur warriors, and the difference in numbers between the gnolls and the centaurs was too great. Moreover, the warriors guarding the gnoll nests heard the commotion and came out to support them. With the replenishment of fresh troops, the gnoll warriors became even more fearless.

These centaurs not only had to face the entanglement of the powerful gnoll barbarians but also had to deal with the magical interference and support of the gnoll spellcasters.

There were also the gnoll guard regiments riding dragon beasts, and they were also concerned about the black dragon's imprisonment. Therefore, many centaurs were injured, and dozens of centaur warriors fell on this land forever. They were surrounded.

Although Chiron had done well enough, some things would always be unexpected, such as the gnoll leader Yugu, who was far more powerful than ordinary creatures, and these surprisingly disciplined gnolls.

"The dragon cares about these familiars?" The gnoll Yugu seemed to have heard a bad joke. "And you seem to have a lot of faith in the red dragon's abilities."

"Of course, he is not only the king of the dragons but also the master of the wilderness and forests, leading the dragons from weakness to strength, and is loved by dragons and their familiars," the black dragon Rosani spoke of Caron like a young brother speaking of an admired older brother.

"Caron's power is comparable only to those powerful dragons with unique titles in the dragon heritage."

"Even the golden dragons of the same age are far inferior to Caron. He is the only dragon I have ever seen who can control and master the blood of the evil dragon, especially since he is the most insane and chaotic red dragon."

"If it is as you say, then perhaps the dragon clan is worthy of the gnolls' allegiance, but if the dragons of the dragon clan are as weak as you, I think I will become the dragon-slaying hero that those boring human bards talk about." The gnoll leader's face remained unmoved. He only believed what his own eyes saw.

Rumble...

A thunderous sound suddenly came from the horizon. The rapid sonic boom chased after the thunder and came from afar. A blazing fire rapidly fell from the sky, and the rising flames tore through the air, bringing a white line that seemed to cut through the night sky.

The surging fire seemed faster than sound. The gnoll leader Yugu looked up at the horizon in astonishment. Under the moonlight, a huge figure revealed its true form amidst the rising flames.

The black dragon Rosani was also a little surprised, but then a stern smile appeared on his face. "Gnoll, pray for yourself, pray that you can get the result you want!"

Snap.

The violent sonic boom chased after the behemoth from the sky. The red dragon, shrouded in rising flames, crashed down from the sky, as if a divine punishment had fallen to earth.

Whoosh, bang.

The gnoll leader Yugu, who relied on his strength, only felt an extremely intense mental pressure descend, and boundless heat and the purgatory of dryness descended at the same time as this mental pressure.

The red dragon's huge body directly stepped on his head. The gnoll leader was stunned for a moment, and an extremely deadly sense of threat finally awakened his mind, which had been suppressed by the terrifying aura. He shuddered, quickly bent his legs, and stomped hard, and his strong lower limbs burst out with unimaginable power, leaping dozens of meters away.

Boom.

The force of the red dragon hitting the ground was so powerful that it created a large pit in the solid ground. A strong shock wave spread out in all directions from the dragon's landing point, overturning the turf on the grassland, splashing mud, and rolling boulders.

The nearby gnoll warriors were overturned by the shock wave, their internal organs were impacted, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. The violent impact silenced the entire field. Even the strongest gnoll barbarians stopped their steps and stayed away from that scorched purgatory.

The black dragon Rosani, who was affected, screamed. The violent shock wave touched his wound. Fortunately, the black dragon was heavy enough to avoid being blown away.

When the dust settled, the red dragon, with its scales and horns, stood proudly at the top of the hill. Flames rose around it, the grassland was scorched, the land was dry, the rocks were broken, and everything melted. His red and indifferent eyes quietly looked down at the astonished gnoll leader.

"Is this a young dragon?" The gnoll Yugu looked at the red dragon's huge body, with the unscattered flames and sulfurous气息 steaming all over it, making this red dragon seem to have returned from the endless purgatory.

The thick and strong body was like cast iron, revealing unparalleled power and violence. The thick and knotted forked dragon horns were the dragon's scepter of power, the demon king's crown.

The hideous head, covered with thorns on both sides of the cheeks, was the embodiment of majesty and the representative of ferocity. The white fangs were the dragon's sword to break through the constraints of the world, and the thick tail covered with thorns was the giant god's whip to smash the shackles of the world.

"I can't beat this red dragon," the gnoll leader thought. His heart to challenge the dragon had sunk into that bottomless abyss and was buried by the rotten silt.

Yugu deeply lowered his always high head and lamented, "Your Excellency..."

Bang. The red dragon's huge body seemed incredibly agile, and the surging fire was his bridge to reach the horizon. He slapped the gnoll leader into the mud.

Pfft.

Even the gnoll leader, who possessed powerful talent and touched the edge of the Saint Realm, was as fragile as a child before an adult under this casual palm of the dragon. Yugu's bones were almost broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He fell limply on the ground.

"Caron," the black dragon Rosani limped over, but did not approach the fire and greeted the red dragon.

"Mm," the red dragon nodded, then turned to the gnoll lying on the ground and said, "Stand up, gnoll, I don't like anyone being so humble in front of me."

The gnoll Yugu quickly got up and straightened his waist with force.

Bang.

Caron slapped the gnoll who had stood up again. He said coldly, "You should learn to be humble in front of the dragon."

The gnoll barbarians and gnoll spellcasters looked at each other, not daring to move.

"Cough cough," the gnoll leader Yugu, who was constantly overflowing with blood, supported his body with his hands and knelt down to the red dragon, silent.

"Caron, these gnolls should submit now," the black dragon Rosani saw the fire dissipate and came over to persuade the red dragon.

Caron nodded, his eyes swept over the corpses of the centaurs on the battlefield, and then his eyes narrowed. Then a red line of fire lit up from the red dragon's chest and abdomen, quickly spreading to his neck and throat.

The red dragon opened his mouth, and the rolling torrent of magic and the滔天 flames merged into one, and the tyrannical dragon fire was overwhelming, turning into a cone-shaped flame and spewing out.

Whoosh.

The flames swept over the gnoll barbarians who were still hesitant, and the rolling flames burned their bodies, causing them to let out sharp screams.

"Raise the spell shield," the gnoll spellcasters screamed, and a thick spell shield rose up from around them, meeting the dragon fire that burned everything.

Crackling, the thick spell shield was rapidly weakening, and the dense magical aura quickly dried up under the burning of the dragon fire. After a few breaths, it finally shattered, scorching these spellcasters who had exhausted their magic into coke.

The red dragon moved his head, pouring the dragon fire of destruction onto the gnolls who had surrounded the centaurs. These gnolls wailed, not daring to resist without the leadership of their leader, not daring to escape under the dragon's gaze, and turned to ashes in place.

Those dragon beasts that wanted to escape also received the red dragon's care. Once the condensed flames touched their fur, they were like maggots on bones, until the host turned to ashes.

The gnoll leader Yugu, who was kneeling aside, felt the high temperature of the dragon fire roasting his face, but a chilling chill rose behind him, but he just lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

This terrifying scene frightened these always ferocious gnolls. Finally, some gnolls who had woken up knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "The gnolls are willing to submit to the great true dragon, become the dragon's loyal servants, and live for the dragon's will!"