White Dragon Lord

　　Amos named the occupied medium-sized island Tasman Island. Tasman represents the origin in the dragon language. It hopes that this will be the place where it made its fortune.

　　 This world is very dangerous, with brainless demons, devils full of bad water, evil gods plotting dirty PY transactions, and intelligent creatures who are not friendly to the white dragon.

　　Amos clearly knows that the power of the dragon is not enough to let it sit back and relax. It is as strong as the north wind ice field where the dragon mother can live in the bird without shit.

　　Amos has had enough of hiding in Tibet, so it has to build a strong force to allow itself to appear in the sun openly.

　　 Today is the first step in the Long March.

　　 On the coastline of Tasman Island, the fish people of the White Scale clan are building in full swing, using fishbone axe to get materials from the forest.

　　 After removing the branches of the trees, the fish people worked together to carry the logs back to the beach, leaving a string of footprints on the beach. The logs were processed into wood by the murloc wizards, and finally murloc huts were built.

　　 Amos looked at the busy fish people frowning. Although the fish bone axe is sharp, it is fragile and fragile. The murloc mages are inefficient at work, but there is no good way for it at present.

　　 Wars between the various races of the overseas archipelago are endless. Even if Amos is willing to buy a strategic resource of iron, even if he is willing to buy it with gold coins, he will find a seller.

　　Amos went on a whim and personally went to the sea to catch a ten-meter-long fish, and gave the fish to the fishermen for processing.

　　 Looking at the fish meat surging up and down in dozens of boiling stone pots, Amos was aroused by greedy worms. Since his rebirth, he has been living a life of drinking and drinking, and he has almost forgotten the delicacy of cooked food.

　　 Picked up a stone pot the size of a small bowl for a giant dragon. The powerful dragon body was not afraid of being hot. Amos took a pot at a time, even pouring the fish with soup into his mouth, carefully savoring it.

　　 The taste is not bad, the pure natural sea fish is cooked in pollution-free sea water without adding any spices, which keeps the most essential freshness of the sea fish meat, and makes the dragon have endless aftertaste, and the white dragon breathes out a sigh of heat.

　　 Cool~!

　　 Soon Amos dried up all the fish soup.

　　 "Old blind!"

　　 "What's the master's order?" The old blind who had been serving on the side replied.

　　 "Tell me what you know about the neighborhood."

　　 The old blind eye bowed his head and organized his thoughts: "There is only one big island around Tasman Island. There is a large ogre clan on the island called the Skullcracker Clan. The Skullcracker Clan enslaves a group of kobolds and jackals to help them in production."

　　 "Their leader is a two-headed ogre. I have seen it from a distance in the sea. It carries a huge staff, so I infer that it has the ability to cast spells."

　　 "As for other medium-sized islands and small islands, as far as I know, none of them poses a threat to the owner, and the ogre cannot cross the strait, nor does it pose a threat to the owner."

　　Old Blind Eye quickly added: "Even if the ogre crosses the strait, it will only take more effort for the owner."

　　 said and looked at Amos cautiously.

　　Amos knew that he was worried about offending himself. After all, the cruelty of the five-colored dragon is well known in the world, and of course Amos is not so stingy.

　　 "It seems that this ogre clan is a hurdle that cannot be passed."

　　Amos muttered to himself, it is no stranger to ogres. These fat people are level 7 creatures when they grow up. They are 3 meters tall and weigh 800 pounds on average. They are born with supernatural power.

　　 In the battle where Sandonaar went south, Amos saw these fat men carrying logs and playing at least 300-pound adult barbarian war horses as baseball.

　　A mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Sooner or later, Amos will expand his power, and there will be a battle with the ogre clan.

　　 And their leader is a double-headed ogre. The intelligence of this freak is at the extremes of ordinary ogres. After all, they have dual-core processors, and Amos is not sure of winning.

　　 Fortunately, instead of going to war with the ogres, he still has time to plan and prepare.

　　 The first point is to increase the strength of his family members. Otherwise, his teammates would be wiped out by the opponent's wolves as soon as they played, and then the ogres would be pushed all the way to the door of Bailong's house and opened the boss directly, which would be embarrassing.

　　 Looking at the fishmen’s thin arms and legs, Amos rubbed his chin with his claws.

　　 Hmm~, it's time to exercise.

　　Improving strength is not only through exercise. Quantitative advantage is also a manifestation of strength, and the effect of increasing the number is immediate.

　　 "Are there other murloc clans nearby?"

　　 "Only the Darkscale Clan and the Bluescale Clan, the others are too far away."

　　 "Do you murlocs divide clans by scale color?"

　　 "As wise as you, to make it easier to distinguish."

　　 "That's really convenient," Amos vomited, "Go and bring them all back. You can use any means."

　　 "For you, my master."

　　 Amos looked at the old blind who dived into the sea with the elite murlocs, thinking about the future deployment of troops in his heart.

　　 Murlocs are inherently inadequate, unable to stay out of the water for too long, and cannot be used as the main combat unit. However, they have amphibious amphibious capabilities in the overseas archipelago and have considerable advantages. They can be used as special forces to achieve unexpected results in underwater raids.

　　Amos believes that a qualified Dragon Legion needs the main battle arms, long-range arms, flying arms, scout arms, and auxiliary arms. The arms cooperate with each other to achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two, crushing the enemy.

　　 It’s a long way off, and I haven’t gotten a stroke of the eight characters yet, let’s talk about it when you encounter a suitable unit.

　　 Amos returned to the dragon's nest and woke up the sleeping dragon brother Longmei.

　　 "Hunting for predators? Okay, let's go."

　　The dragon brothers and sisters were confused about Amos’s proposal, but out of trust in their elder brother, they agreed immediately.

　　 "Amos, why do we do this? This will disrupt the balance." Level 3 Druid Elena couldn't help but say.

　　 "Under normal circumstances, the balance will indeed be disrupted, but now with us, it will be different."

　　Amos explained: "For an ecosystem to maintain a relatively stable state, the food chain needs to be balanced, but for us, the fewer organisms at the top of the food chain, the better, so that more and more meat resources are left to us."

"Now that we have dependents, if we have extra meat resources that can be allocated to them, and although we don’t have to worry about predators’ attacks, our dependents have to guard against them, so we have to kill all predators on Tasman Island. ."

　　 The phrase "our family members" of Amos makes the dragon brother Longmei very useful, which means that Amos is willing to share family members with them, which is very rare among evil dragons.

　　 Felicia added: "It's not only the case on Tasman Island, but the territories we occupy in the future will kill those competitors."

　　 "Hurry up, my sword is already hungry and thirsty." (The knife? Where is it?)

　　 After taking office as a soldier, Willy's tendency to violence became more and more serious.

　　 "Now is the time for the predators to move. Let's move separately."

　　 A leopard leaned on a tree, staring at the antelope coming closer below, his muscles tensed, and he was ready to hunt.

　　 rushing, a gust of wind blew across the treetops, and the leopard felt that the wind pressure was not right, and his hair was exploded.

　　 It's a pity that the power gap is too great, and extraordinary vigilance can't save it. A dragon claw grabbed the leopard's neck in mid-air and squeezed it gently. The leopard's body fell on the ground, and the antelope fled in panic.

　　 The flying dragon muttered to himself.

"Next!"