Lord Roar

Chapter 424 Details
Allen, who fell to the ground, was surrounded by a group of soldiers, waved, and a group of beast elves also ran over.

After Tilda and Zhang Gong pulled the string to aim at Cliff in East's hand, they said nervously, "Boss, do you want to do it?"

Allen asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

Tilda shook her head, her brow covered with sweat.

She kind of misses the time when she was with Mourinho.

Although they don't have enough food and clothing, no freedom and no dignity, at least they shoot ordinary people.

After arriving at the Bloodhoof camp, it turned out to be better. No wonder the living conditions are so high, and the job risk is also high.

The enemy is not on the same level at all.

In the past, my old lady shot orcs, barbarians, and human soldiers.

Now, shoot the magician, shoot the Great Pope, and now start shooting the sixth-order giant dragon that only exists in the epic, what a long life.

Allen is also a little nervous. This sixth-order dragon is too evil. The power of the domain comes as soon as it is said, and the magic elements are inexhaustible. It can be said that he is the most difficult opponent since his debut. Rosa is much stronger.

Gritting his teeth, Allen was about to shoot an arrow, but was hit on the head with a wand by Conslet who ran over, and shouted in fear: "Idiot, stop! Didn't you see that he and East are old? Could it be?" Do you really want to sneak attack and shoot a sixth-order giant dragon?"

Allen opened his mouth, but didn't dare to speak.

It was the horned python who said what was in his heart: "What if this old bastard is just acting? Quack!"

With a kick, the horned python turned into a streak of light and was kicked away by the handsome old man.

Cliff stretched out his skinny hand and lightly touched East's skin.

East seemed to be struck by lightning, his face looked extremely dull, and Cliff in his hand fell to the ground.

Allen picked up the sledgehammer and was about to rush over, but Conslet grabbed his shoulder and rolled his eyes. Allen threw the sledgehammer to the ground unluckily.

East slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the expectant Cliff without blinking, and asked in a low voice, "Why, why do you have a familiar aura on you?"

Cliff was in tears, and suddenly turned his head and looked at Allen fiercely and asked, "You, tell me the truth, where did you find Ethan."

"What the hell is Ethan." Allen said with a vigilant expression: "His name is East, and he is a tree shepherd for a thousand years. If he wants to fight, he will hit him. Don't make friends here."

"Enough! Alan, don't make trouble." Conslet hit Alan's head again with his wand, walked up to Cliff and said, "Dear sixth-order dragon, if you have a relationship with East Old, whether the grievances with the Bloodhoof tribe can be written off, I guarantee that everyone in the tribe will know everything."

"Joke, do you think it's okay to insult my Dragon Clan?" Cliff snorted coldly, but was interrupted by Allen directly when he was about to utter evil words.

"Easter, this old thing is going to take you to Dragon City, and bully us, fuck him!" Allen raised his head and shouted at East who was in a daze.

"Huh?" East raised his eyebrows, and looked at Cliff with an unfriendly expression.

"Wait!" Cliff quickly waved his hand.

Allen looked up like a villain and shouted: "Hey, East, wait."

East looked at Allen and asked seriously, "Allen, are you still fighting?"

Allen didn't speak, but looked at Cliff.

Cliff clenched his fists with both hands, and the magic elements in the space around him fluctuated for a while, obviously about to go berserk.

In the end, the magical elements in the space returned to peace, and Cliff glanced at the tattoo on the shoulder of Alan, who was naked on the upper body, and sighed, "Okay, today, for Ethan's sake, I will let you all die." , But, you guys answer me a few questions honestly."

Allen didn't speak, looked at Conslet and asked in a low voice: "Is this old thing good reputation? Can you believe it? Will it surprise us later? If it doesn't work, just let East kill him now."

The handsome old man can't wait to knock Allen to death with a magic wand, the sixth-order dragon, the sixth-order dragon in the epic, do you fucking think that everyone runs out of the car with their mouths full of mouth like you?

Although I don't know why this sixth-order dragon is old with East, but since the other party said so, it is a blessing for the Bloodhoof tribe.

Whether it's the sixth-order giant dragon in front of him or the Raging Dragon City behind him, it's not something that the Bloodhoof tribe can offend at all.

The handsome old man gave Allen a hard look.

Allen shrugged and looked at Cliff and said, "Okay, I promise you, but East and Little Tutu will definitely not let you bring them back to Dragon City."

All irrelevant people were driven back into the stone house by Allen.

Alan sat cross-legged in the dilapidated campsite, and the handsome old man stood beside Alan.

The aging Clive Owen sat opposite him, and Alice looked at Allen angrily.

East also sat cross-legged on the ground with a confused look on his face.

Grand Pope Menlosa was pale, obviously seriously injured, and sat next to Cliff.

Allen looked at Cliff, who was staring at East without blinking, and was secretly startled.

This old guy is really strong, he was so hurt by everyone just now, now his face is rosy and he is full of energy, how long has passed, and he has recovered.

Allen watched Cliff, and Alice also looked at Allen, but with a bad look on his face.

The reason why she accompanied Elder Cliff to the Bloodhoof Tribe this time is precisely because she is one of the few dragons in Raging Dragon City who walk around the world all the year round.

And I also know something about the Bloodhoof Tribe. After all, I often hang out on the mainland. How many people have never heard of the Sons of Chaos and the Bloodhoof Tribe.

The Dragon Clan is proud and tyrannical.

The same is true for Alice, who sneers at the rumors from the outside world. She has never taken seriously such things as victorious in all battles, countless masters under her command, and proud achievements.

But today I saw that after coming to the Bloodhoof tribe, I don't know anything else. It is true that the chieftain of Bloodhoof is not afraid of anything.

Could it be true, how courageous it must be to dare to make a move even in the face of a Tier [-] dragon.

But this guy is really lucky. The tree shepherd in the tribe actually has an old relationship with Elder Cliff. If it weren't for this, he would have been crushed by now.

The paranoid Alice did not believe that Elder Cliff was no match for the tree shepherd.

Allen is also quite paranoid. He thinks that the sixth-order dragon should not be able to defeat East, so he is a little bit confident.

Glancing at Allen fiercely, Alice said sarcastically, "Sure enough, it's a tribe of barbarians, but the noble dragons sit on the ground, don't they even have a place to entertain distinguished guests?"

"Let's talk about it, don't talk about getting out, or copy the guy?"

"You!" Alice raised her eyebrows.

"Shut up, Alice!" Cliff turned his attention to Allen, frowning slightly.

Allen pretended not to see, who the hell are you scaring, you are better than Easter, and you still have to sit and talk to me?
After looking at Allen for a while, Cliff didn't know where to start asking. There were too many confusions in his heart. Now he calmed down and thought about it, he was a little too impulsive, whether it was Ethan the shepherd or the human race in front of him. The tattoos on his body, including the young dragon holy beasts, have too many things that he needs to explore, and they are all closely related to the Raging Flame Dragon City. Why is it that this is the situation now? The human race in front of him is obviously soft Tough, I knew that the other party had the strength to beat me, so why bother to confront each other with force, but now it is extremely embarrassing.

It's a lie to say that it's not embarrassing. Cliff thought that with his own strength, the entire Saint Cassis continent could walk sideways, but no one expected that Ethan, the ancient herdsman in the wild, would wake up from the seal. And he stayed in the Bloodhoof tribe.

The Great Pope, who had been silent all this time, was a little embarrassed to see the atmosphere after using the magic power of the Holy Light to heal his injuries, and he also understood the virtues of Allen and Cliff, so he interjected: "Elder Cliff, You haven't said why you came to the Bloodhoof Tribe, is it because of that little beast, Tutu?"

After Cliff nodded absently, he looked at Allen and asked, "Why are you behind you?"

"I am willing!" Allen rolled his eyes, I have a tattoo, and it has something to do with you.

But Alan was suddenly startled, because almost everyone who saw his tattoo thought it was a snake with long claws, but the other party said it was a dragon!

"Then, you already knew that you have a golden dragon mark on your back?" Cliff showed an expression that was as expected.

"Old man, are you playing tricks with me?"

Conslet hit Allen on the head with a wand.

This was Alan's third blow of the day.

The handsome old man said with a bad face: "Senior Cliff asked you something, answer it truthfully, and stop causing disaster for the tribe."

Chief Cliff smiled inwardly, and looked at Allen's terrifying scars and muscles all over his body. This guy is obviously a hob meat, but it seems that he respects Conslet very much.

Cliff asked with a little interest: "Conslet, what is the relationship between you two, blood relatives?"

"He was picked up from the Ganya Plain, who is blood relative to him." Allen rolled his eyes.

The handsome old man replied respectfully: "I met in the Ganya Plain, and the children in the barbarian tribe have blood seals from birth. I majored in dark blood magic, and promised to break the blood seal for the barbarians. Bloodhoof tribe."

Allen opened his mouth, wanting to say that this old guy came here to find an apprentice, but after thinking about it, the other party seemed like an enemy but not a friend, so it's better not to tear down his own platform.

"You are a human race, why did you become the chief of a barbarian tribe?"

"It's up to you?" Alan saw Xiao Tutu running over, hugged him and kissed him.

Cliff looked at Xiao Tutu, and asked seriously, "Do you know what it is?"

Allen shook his head and said, "It was picked up in the beast forest."

"Really?" Cliff smiled inexplicably, pointed at East and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"A tree planter."

"Sharp teeth!" Cliff asked again, "Then you know who I am."

"The sixth-order dragon." Allen added sarcastically: "The sixth-order dragon that let East beat him up."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Allen's sarcasm, instead of getting angry, Cliff smiled and said, "I, Clive Owen, although I didn't give my best, it's no surprise that I was defeated by Ethan."

The Great Pope was shocked when he heard the words, and subconsciously glanced at Easter, who was like a fool, and asked in disbelief: "Elder Cliff, I have seen this tree shepherd Easter before, although I can't see through it. , Murphy is really so strong?"

The Great Pope was suddenly a little lucky. Fortunately, Allen didn't bring the tree shepherd with him when he led people to the holy mountain.

Cliff didn't answer, but looked at Allen and said, "Perhaps it's been too long, and you younger generations have already forgotten my name. You just need to know that I am a heavy syllable dancer and a guardian of Dragon City Warriors. The sixth-order giant dragon, Clive Owen, is the only dragon that is still alive on the Saint Cassis Continent and has fought against the demons' Burning Legion!"

Allen's heart beat wildly. He didn't care about the stinky and long title in front of him, but this guy actually fought against the Burning Legion of the Demon Race, which made him admire.

You must know that anyone who dared to resist the Burning Legion of the Demon Race was basically either sealed or lost his soul. If this guy can survive until now, he can definitely be called an epic hero.

Seeing Allen's expression moved, the Grand Pope brushed his presence aside: "One of the five great ancient dragons who created Flaming Dragon City is Elder Cliff."

"Oh!" Allen was not too interested in how Dragon City was founded, and he didn't understand it, much less cared.

(End of this chapter)