White Dragon Lord

The young dragons returned to the dragon’s nest and put the reindeer in front of the sleeping dragon mother. Amos flew to the pile of gold coins and began to sleep. He was completely used to the rhythm of life of dragons eating, sleeping, and sleeping. It was the ultimate dream of his last life!

　　 A few days later, the four brothers and sisters of Amos were awakened from their sleep by Longma.

　　 Amos opened his mouth wide and yawned. He didn't understand why Long Ma had to wait for the dragon to wake up. There was never such a precedent.

　　 "Come with me." Long Ma said in a deep voice, walking to the entrance of the cave first and flying into the sky.

　　 The four young dragons had to keep up.

　　 The dragon mother slowed down so that the young dragons could keep up with themselves.

　　 Silent all the way, Long Ma took the four-headed young dragon and flew southwards, and soon flew out of the North Wind Icefield. This was the first time Amos left Long Ma's territory.

　　 After flying over a stretch of majestic rolling mountains, the scenery became very different from the barren North Wind Ice Field. With the vision of a dragon, there was no difference between day and night.

　　 The steep ridge is covered by ice and snow, and below the snow line is a large green coniferous forest, which spreads from the mountainside to a rushing river.

　　 There is a city of intelligent creatures on the other side of the river. In the square in the center of the city, people sing and dance around the bonfire. Even if they are far apart, Amorg can hear people’s cheerful singing.

　　 Under the cover of night, Long Ma led the young dragons to land in the snow halfway up the mountain.

　　 Long Ma stared at the city where the festival atmosphere was everywhere, and there was endless greed in her eyes.

　　Northland Quebec—Sandonar, the holy city under the Chogori Mountains, the jewel on the Zhuomil River, is also the commercial center of the Northland and the political center of the barbarians.

　　 Long Ma has been peeping at Sandonal's wealth, but soon Long Ma narrowed her gaze, and seemed to be deeply jealous of some existence in this city.

　　Northland Barbarians are a nomadic people. The harsh winter and harsh living environment in Nordhill Northland have created their sturdy character and strong body.

In the customs of the barbarians, every baby will be put in the ice and snow outside the door to be tested by the barbarian **** Barino on the night of the day of birth. Only strong babies can survive. It is said that this is tens of thousands of years ago. , The habit handed down during the reign of the frost giants.

　　 In the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, barbarians were just slaves and livestock kept in captivity by the frost giants, and their survival resources were extremely scarce, and they had to abandon their offspring who were not strong enough.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. The barbarian hero, Sandonaar, could not bear the tyranny of the Frost Giant. He led the barbarians to rise and successfully ended the brutal rule of the Frost Giant. In the final battle, Sandonaar and Frost The giant chief died together.

The grieving barbarians bury the remains of Sandonaar on the banks of the river. The first and only settlement was established around the cemetery. To commemorate this hero who brought hope to the race, the barbarians named the settlement Sandor Nar.

Sandonaar has also become a holy place in the hearts of the barbarians. Later, with the convenient shipping conditions of the Zhuomil River, the barbarians traded with the central part of the mainland and exchanged what is needed. Sandonaar has also developed from a settlement of hundreds of people to A trading city with a population of tens of thousands.

　　 At this time, a Min Xun figure sprang out from the coniferous forest, and came to Long Ma in front of Long Ma during several leaps.

　　 This is a snow-white winter wolf with a body length of 4 meters and a white scale on its forehead.

　　Amos has seen it. It is the most powerful family member of the dragon mother, Winter Wolf—Fingal, a top ice hunter with a biological level of 16.

　　Finger walked to the front of Long Ma, the wolf's head hung down, and said humbly: "Welcome to you, my master."

　　 Winter wolves are powerful hunters on the ice field. They live together as a family. The average winter wolf pack has seven or eight adult wolves, plus two or three little wolves.

　　Winter wolves can reach level 10 as soon as they reach adulthood. Among them, powerful individuals can even break through to level 15 and above. Their intelligence is not low, and they can speak.

　　 Long Ma nodded, and responded to Fingel, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is that bastard? Why didn't you come out to see me?"

　　 said, a black figure flew from the foot of the mountain close to the forest.

　　 Amos's pupils narrowed.

　　 Dragon Wing?

　　 Dragon Warlock!

　　 After the warlock landed, the dragon wings on his back shrank and disappeared. He was covered in a black cloak, only half of his face was exposed, with a dragon claw holding a flame emblem with eyes on his chest.

　　 worship the Dragon Sect!

　　 Amos suddenly realized that the inheritance of dragons is all-encompassing. Dragon worship is also recorded in the inheritance. Dragon worship can be said to be an organization that worships dragons as gods. The most in the organization are dragon warlocks and necromancers.

　　 There are even some evil dragons joining them, they provide various services to the dragons, and have connections with most famous evil dragons.

　　The warlock bowed and said: "Salute to you, the great Lord of the North Wind Icefield, the legendary White Dragon Sally Lina."

　　 "Huh!" Long Ma sprayed out two white breaths from her nostrils, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are late, Warlock."

　　 "I ask for your forgiveness, Sandonaar has strengthened his defense during this period, and it took some time to get out of the city."

　　 The unknown warlock pondered for a moment and said, "But the news I brought is definitely worth your wait."

　　 "Oh~," Long Ma stopped delving into the issue of the Warlock being late, and asked curiously: "What news?"

　　 "This time Sandonaar went south to purchase goods, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, according to reports, is as high as 800,000 gold coins,"

　　 Warlock is also not selling off: "And the leader of the team is your old friend Severe."

　　 Dragon Ma heard Severe’s name, her aura suddenly rose, and gritted her teeth and said, "This is really good news."

　　...

　　 Listening to the dialogue between the dragon mother and the warlock, Amos finally understood the reason why he waited for the dragon to come here.

The plague broke out in the North this year. This plague has a long incubation period. At first, only a small part of the livestock became ill and harmless to the human body. Therefore, it did not attract the attention of the rulers of Sandonal. It's too late.

The plague broke out completely and a large number of livestock died. For the nomads, livestock is the fundamental guarantee of life. A large number of barbarians are about to face the problem of survival. To make matters worse, unknown monsters appeared in the lower reaches of the Zhuo Milk River, and the shipping routes for transporting food were also affected. Cut off.

　　 After the Mudala celebration is over, Sandonaar’s senior management decided to organize a team to go south to buy food to tide over the difficulties, and one of the three legends of Sandonaar, the legendary barbarian warrior, the Berserker—Sifriel was suppressed.

　　 The Dragon worshippers who learned the news passed the news to the North Wind Disaster—Salilina through Fingal, and Yoron’s mother came to plan together and rob Sandonaar to go south.

　　 Warlock and Long Ma discussed some details of the cooperation, and finally said: "Then I wish us a happy cooperation, Sir Salina, I will bother you with the cannon fodder, and I will leave now."

　　After the warlock left, the dragon mother called Amos and other dragons to her, and said, "Go! Children! Go and gather those humble kobolds, goblins, they will be honored to fight for the real dragon!"

　　All the young dragons responded: "Follow your will, my mother."