Red Dragon Roar

Chapter 211: Black Dragon's Revenge

"I, the black dragon Ainz Pandaria, are back!"

The excited dragon roar resounded through the cave, and the black dragon performed the difficult N*360° Thomas gyroscope in the air for N and a half times.

Fortunately, there were two high-level drow priests standing on his back, so he was not thrown out immediately.

It stands to reason that with the low agility of a real dragon, it is impossible to perform such a difficult action anyway, and it takes a detour far from the other side to turn around.

But Pandaria was so happy, so happy that he forgot that he was a real dragon and not a sparrow, and his action judgment was successful.

As a result, the two drow priests could only hold on to the bone spurs on his back and screamed "Ahhhh".

"You... Jietou should... wash the black worms, disobeying my order, does the Lei Department want to wash it?"

Garlan Nord used the snake head whip to quietly wrap around the bone spurs. She cursed loudly, but the random wind rushed into her mouth, causing the sound to be distorted.

"Damn you stink!"

Pandaria recklessly slammed into the slave soldiers on the ground, even if his scales were severely scraped down, they would knock these two stinky **** off!

boom!

The black dragon crashed, the surroundings vibrated, and the broken stalactites kept falling from the top of the dome.

None of the dragon scales on his abdomen were intact, his muscles were torn apart, and the acid-filled dragon blood kept dripping on the ground, making a screeching sound.

But Pandaria didn't care, the point was that those two **** finally fell off his back.

He is free!

Heilong shook his dazed head. He fluttered his wings and tail and swept away a mass of soldiers. His slender neck was raised, and his amber vertical pupils stared at the drow priest who also got up from the ground. killing intent.

"Death to Lao Tzu! Despicable and shameless maggots! I am the vanguard of the red dragon master, the great black dragon Pandaria, the king of the swamp, do you really think I am a mindless dragon beast? Stupid imbecile!"

The black dragon split open its mouth like serrated fangs, and the muscles from the throat to the stomach began to contract sharply.

The strong acid stored in the stomach has poured out all the grievances, anger, and sadness of the past ten years.

After saving the essence for ten years, the black dragon sprayed without reservation, which is called a hearty one.

This was the **** breath of the dragon race. Pandaria squeezed all the acid in her body at one time, and shot all of them at the two high priests, especially Galanord, who used him as a mount.

That nasty female drow!

Whatever you say today will kill her!

Black Dragon gritted his teeth in anger.

The drow priests responded quickly. In fact, they were already vigilant when the black dragon did the Thomas manoeuvre in disobedience.

One second before the strong acid came, the drow priest just finished reading the divine prayer, and two layers of dark barriers stood in front of him.

The protective barrier is like a reef in a torrent. The strong acid is impacted and separated on both sides. The acid drowns a piece of underground creatures. They only have time to scream, and the fur and flesh melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, only bones are left. Surrender in strong acid liquid.

The surrounding stalagmites were also strongly corroded, and the terrain changed, constantly bubbling.

The fiercely fighting monsters hurriedly parted, for fear of getting a little bit of a black dragon with rage, they were not something they could provoke.

Having said that, drops of water wear through the stone, not to mention strong acid?

The black dragon's **** vomiting lasted for more than a minute, and the dark barrier didn't last long before it was completely corroded and collapsed by the strong acid.

The sticky dark barrier blocked the real dragon's sight, and Pandaria suddenly realized that the two **** female drow were going to escape!

The black dragon spit out an angry roar. He had been enslaved for ten years. How could he let them escape so easily? Those **** maggots must pay the price for angering the real dragon!

And he also learned that Garan Nord did not know how to "heavy wounded" his master. If he could bring this **** back, perhaps the great Red Dragon might not blame him for his mistakes.

He unfolded his dragon wings to catch up, and at this moment, Warwick's voice came from behind.

"Wait, Pandaria, the master said you can't pursue it!"

"There is a despicable **** who injured the master! I want to take her back!" Heilong roared.

Warwick was stunned for a moment. As a close friend of the Dragon King, of course he knew about His Majesty's injury.

And more than once, I have heard His Majesty call a certain drow priestess a stinky bitch, saying to catch her, humiliate her, play with her, and throw her into a small dark room for RBQ.

Even, the reason why the Red Dragon Army launched a war against the Underdark was also related to that "stinky bitch".

Could it be that the "stinking bitch" that His Majesty scolded was one of the two drow priests just now?

There was a smile on Warwick's twisted face, and he thought he might be doing something big again this time.

"Pandaria, take me one!"

Warwick slashed a rudimentary giant in half with an axe, strode forward, and jumped onto the black dragon's back without waiting for his consent.

"Gnoll, how dare you ride on the back of the great Pandaria!" The black dragon was furious.

"Shut up! Now is not the time to argue about this. We're going to catch those two priests, do you know that?"

At the same time, he yelled at the Red Dragon Army: "Chase out and kill them all!"

Having had the experience of nearly burying the Red Dragon Legion on his own initiative in the orc camp last time, Warwick first recruited a gnoll, told it the news of the "stinking bitch", and asked it to be passed on to His Majesty.

Garlan Nord didn't just run away, their mission was to be a bait, as long as they could lure all the Red Dragon clan out of this cave~lightnovelpub.net~ their plan was half completed.

As for the life and death of other slave soldiers and some civilian drow, the high priests did not pay attention.

Their original plan was to cooperate with the breath of the black dragon to kill the ugly gnoll, thus bringing out the Dragon King.

But Heilong's defection disrupted the plan, and they didn't expect that the mutant gnoll actually issued an order to "chasing the enemy".

Garlan Nord's eyes showed a sly smile that the plan was successful. Although there was a little accident in the process, the progress of things was much smoother than she expected.

Seeing the drow priest who was overseeing the battle fled, the slave soldiers and the drow elves lost the will to continue fighting, and they all fled quickly.

The Red Dragon Legion was ordered by Warwick to chase and kill them, and they rolled out with a scream, leaving the corpses of countless underground monsters and drow elves along the way.

The black dragon flew out first, and he and Warwick only saw the two drow priestesses...