Black Dragon Kingdom

  Chapter 41 The Wrath of the Dragon

  In the dim swamp, dozens of pig-headed people carrying large and small bags moved forward quickly under the leadership of their patriarch without looking back.

   Mosquitoes, leeches, and all kinds of bugs surrounded this group of cowardly and cowardly bereaved dogs like dark clouds.

  The swamp became more turbid as they walked, as if the swamp was laughing at their cowardice and incompetence.

  The patriarch of the pig-headed man tightened his grip on the grain on his back, his face full of surprises.

   What he did today was actually the same as what his ancestors did. The dragon asked them to go to fight in the past, and they had to bring their own dry food.

  If the enemy is about to collapse at a touch, all the dark races stand shoulder to shoulder together, grab food, grab pots and pans, grab weapons, and earn a lot of money.

   If the enemy is fighting evenly with them, then there is nothing to say, and of course they run away.

  They brought their own dry food and followed the dragon to rob. They were unwilling to chew hard bones, let alone be cannon fodder.

   If you are at a disadvantage, there is nothing to say. Of course, you will run away when you can't even see the enemy.

   "This time the recruitment of the dragon is not like before. They didn't give us anything, so they pulled us over as cannon fodder, and instead gave us food."

   "The clansmen didn't die much, but picked up this pile of food for nothing."

   "What a stroke of luck!"

   "Come here a few more times, this year you don't have to go out and risk your life to find food."

  The patriarch of the pig-headed man was very happy, and he didn't think about whether the dragon's food could be taken for nothing?

  The five-color evil dragon is the most brutal existence among the dark races.

  The reason why they were allowed to escape before was because the main force of the five-color dragons was the dark race that had been inherited.

   are the existences that can truly be called family members, and those of them who brought their own dry food and were temporarily recruited are actually used as dry food for those real dragon family members.

   The free dry food ran away, of course the giant dragon didn't care, and the free things left as soon as they left, and nothing was lost.

   But this time it was different, Ace distributed food to them.

  The situation is different from the previous situation. They took other people's things, but they didn't help the other party to do things, and prostituted the other party's food for free.

   This is equivalent to an ordinary Mexican who takes money from a gangster who is similar to a warlord and promises to do things for the other party. However, when doing things, the ordinary Mexican turns around and runs away.

  The strange thing is that this ordinary person's family is actually also within the rule of the gang boss. After running away, he didn't go anywhere else, but ran back home.

   At this time, facing this ordinary person who is desperately jumping on his own territory and greedy for his own money, what will the gangster do?

   Needless to say? Of course, the opponent was caught and dismembered, and he was sunk.

Now the situation of these running dark races is actually the same as that of ordinary people in Mexico. Obviously their home is under the rule of the gangsters, and they take the money from the gangsters, run away swaggeringly, and then run back home up.

  The five-color evil dragon is not comparable to those gangsters. The gangster may forgive the family of the ordinary person, but the cruel five-color evil dragon is too lazy to care about those twists and turns. He and his tribe must die.

   "Woo! Woo! Woo!"

  The deafening horn sounded.

   Above the sky, more than a hundred harpies carried huge horns, and ten ogres desperately blew the air from their mouths into the horns.

   More than 200,000 dark races followed the direction of the horn and quickly advanced in the swamp.

  Eleanor and Eliza flew to the forefront like lightning, with violent eyes, staring at the countless running dark races below.

  "An ant-like existence dares to take my food for nothing."

   "What awaits you and your tribe is the fate of death."

   "Go to **** and repent!"

"Roar!"

  The deafening roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, and the 230,000 dark races that had fought **** battles burst out with all their strength.

  The black line rushed forward from the end of the swamp, and the 230,000 dark races were arranged in two curves that were hundreds of miles long, rolling forward like a tide.

  Wherever they passed, countless dark races who fled from the battlefield carrying large and small bags disappeared into the swamp as if they were wiped off the ground by an eraser.

   All that was left was the layers of blood floating on the surface of the swamp that attracted countless mosquitoes.

"Do not!"

"what!"

   A miserable howl came from behind.

  The pig-headed patriarch who was speeding away didn't dare to look behind him at all.

   Terrified, he led his tribe and ran forward desperately.

  He didn't understand what was going on, obviously his ancestors and countless dark races had also run away, why is the recruitment this time different from before? After running away, he was also hunted down.

   "Boom!"

  A giant three-meter-long mace slammed fiercely on a tree that was more than ten meters high.

  Sawdust flew, the trunk broke, and the tree, which was more than ten meters high, fell into the water with a crash.

   "Boil!"

  The ogre, who was as tall as 2.5 meters, rushed out of the shadows roaring, followed by dozens of ogres around 2.3 meters and 2.4 meters.

   "A humble coward, not qualified to live in His Majesty's territory."

  Third-rank ogre aristocrat Chris Cooper, in the **** eyes, the desire to kill flickered.

   At the moment of the decisive battle, he didn't like these cowards. If they hadn't started the fight, they would have run away first, and it was really uncertain who would win.

   Now that he has survived the battlefield and brought his people to the Dark Swamp, what he sees is still this group of cowards who can only run away. Of course, he will not hold back now.

"kill!"

  The huge mace swung down fiercely, with a huge force of nearly a hundred tons, it was like placing a lot of bombs in the swamp, and then detonated them all at the same time.

   "Boom!"

   There was a deafening sound.

  The water splashed and rippled in all directions, and the invisible air wave hit dozens of fleeing pigmen like a tsunami.

  Blood splashed everywhere, flesh flew, and dozens of pig-headed men howling were knocked away by the air wave and fell into the swamp from the air.

   The dozen or so pig-headed men who were running slowly behind were directly turned into dilapidated corpses under this wave of attacks.

  As for the remaining dozens of pig-headed men, most of them were seriously injured, and they only had the strength to crawl in the water.

   With one foot stepping down, a pig-headed man's head was firmly pressed into the mud, and there was a sound of forceful, head-shattering sound.

  Dozens of ogres stepped forward, excitedly picked up each pig-headed man, and opened their mouths wide.

"Puff puff!"

  Blood fell from the sky like rain.

  (end of this chapter)