The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 822 Wild Golden Dragon?
"By the Dragon God! Flock of dragons..." Ismir murmured.

“Now I know why those earth dragons are gone…” Ymir’s mouth dropped open in shock. After all, apart from Dragon Island, no other group of earth dragons could coexist with a group of flying dragons in one place! Moreover, the territory of flying dragons is much larger than that of earth dragons. Because of their wings, flying dragons can move around several times more freely than earth dragons!
"What kinds of dragon species are there?" Ismir suddenly whispered.

"No? You're planning to take over these dragons?" Ymir stared at Ismir in shock. To describe Ismir as audacious was an understatement!
“A wyvern! We can give it a try! And we can leave it to the king if we don’t have to do anything!” Ismir shook his head.

“I don’t believe King Roland would just stand there with his eyes vacant looking at these dragons so close by! There’s no way he wouldn’t be tempted by them! Dragon knights need luck to be trained, but wyvern knights don’t have to be! As long as they can reproduce, these dragons will be a qualified race and can provide the kingdom with a continuous supply of dragons!” Ismir smiled.

"You have a good eye for people!" Ymir thought for a moment and had to admit the feasibility of Ismir's suggestion! For Roland, that warmonger, there was no reason he wouldn't be tempted. The griffon flocks of the Grey Mountains were too large, and at the time, the kingdom wasn't entirely confident in conquering them. Moreover, the Grey Mountains bordered the Northern Wastes, and a large number of orcs could interfere with their operations at any time. But this place was different. After the Alliance blockaded the North, the Dolgoth orcs chose to retreat, leaving a large empty area for the orc forces in the Dark Forest! And now these dragon flocks were right there in this no-man's-land!

"Let's see how things go. Beware of the Wyvern King!" Ismir shook his head, choosing to continue observing. If a Wyvern King existed, the kingdom's dragon knights would have a worthy opponent! While ordinary dragons were far from being a match for giant dragons, even in a group fight, they would struggle. But the presence of a Wyvern King was different! Having accumulated experience over countless years and survived countless battles, a Wyvern King could contend with ordinary giant dragons! Don't forget! Dragons are also the lowest-ranking true dragon race! They are fundamentally different in terms of life level from those sub-dragons and earth dragons!
"No way! The conditions for the birth of a Dragon King are incredibly demanding!" Ymir said in a low, muffled voice. A flock of dragons ruled by a Dragon King wouldn't fear dragons, and the suppressive power of the dragon bloodline would be affected once a Dragon King was present! What they wanted was to capture these dragons alive, not just obtain a bunch of dragon corpses! With a Dragon King present, it would most likely escalate into a fight to the death!

"That's why we need to keep an eye on them in advance, to prevent a dragon king from suddenly appearing and startling us..." Ismir shook his head. As the primary intelligence gatherers, they certainly couldn't afford to make mistakes, otherwise the kingdom might pay a bloody price.

“They’ve moved…” Ymir whispered.

"Roar!" The wyvern let out a sharp roar and immediately raised several dragon heads from the tree canopy.

"They... seem to have spotted us..." Ismir's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected that even a dragon's eyesight would be so sharp!
"Don't move! Stay still! They're watching us..." Ymir was almost in tears. In this situation, the worst thing you can do is shout and run around, or you'll be immediately identified as an intruder by these territorial creatures.

"Roar!" Several bipedal dragons observed for a while and found that these were just two ordinary humans, and two trembling humans at that... Obviously, they posed no threat to them. As long as Ymir did not activate his battle aura or use his equipment, he looked like an old farmer, huddled on the tree with a dusty face, and naturally posed no threat to the dragons.

“They’re not paying attention to us anymore…” Ymir let out a long sigh, a sense of relief and ease in her eyes.

"Thank goodness! These dragons have such sharp eyes!" Ismir exclaimed.

“They haven’t launched an attack, so it seems we pose no threat to them! It seems they are very confident in their people!” Ymir nodded.

“This is probably not good news for us… These dragons must have something to rely on to act so recklessly…” Ismir frowned. On the one hand, their strength was somewhere between being feared and ignored by the dragons, and on the other hand, the dragons looked very relaxed.

“It seems there’s a dragon king…” Ymir’s eyes were filled with exhaustion.

“That’s terrifying…” Ismir shrugged helplessly.

“Let’s go take a look…and feel around inside!” Ismir thought for a moment.

"Alright, let's be careful!" Ymir didn't refuse this time. After all, if they really summoned the royal army and a bunch of dragon kings appeared, that would be a real mess...

"Where are they going?" Ismir asked, watching the flock of dragons soaring through the sky.

“They’re flying very low; their destination probably isn’t far!” Ymir analyzed, watching the dragons flying close to the treetops. Low-altitude gliding certainly doesn’t indicate a long journey.

"Let's hurry! Keep up with them!" Ismir nodded. Thanks to the fact that this was the territory of the wyvern horde, the good news was that there wouldn't be any other high-level magical beasts around. So the two of them could track the wyverns without any worries about a high-level magical beast suddenly appearing and killing them. Besides, the wyverns wouldn't care about these "ants" on the ground, so their tracking mission was going very smoothly...

“What beautiful creatures!” Ymir murmured as he watched the dragons preparing to land.

“Perhaps we have successfully entered their territory! This is a lake in the forest!” Ismir looked around and was fairly certain that this was the dragons’ lair.

In the distance, on an open area, a clear spring has created a small lake. A group of flying dragons of various shapes and sizes surround the lake. Every now and then, a young flying dragon flies up and swoops into the lake. When it comes out again, it has a big fish in its mouth.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The dragons, about to enter adolescence, frolicked and played together, their movements a mix of play and honing of aerial combat skills. For flying creatures, altitude is life itself!
"What a thriving scene! Perhaps... the empire of yesteryear was just like this." Ismir sighed, a strange sadness creeping into his eyes. But back then, the empire wasn't just filled with flying dragons... it had herds and herds of giant dragons flying around!

“A dozen or so young, sub-adult wyverns! And about a dozen baby wyverns!” Ymir whispered.

"That's not right!" Ymir suddenly exclaimed after observing carefully for a moment.

Where did the adult dragons go?

"Roar!" The deep roar of the adult dragons rang out above the two men. They quickly looked up and found that their heads were now covered by the shadows of the dragons! One after another, adult dragons nearly twenty meters long swept over their heads and glided towards the lake.

"Bang!" With a heavy thud, the returning dragons threw the carcasses of various huge magical beasts and wild animals on the ground and called over the young dragons and sub-adults.

"By the Dragon God! Golden Dragon!" However, their gazes were already drawn to one of the golden figures!