Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 83 Attack
The wings of the white dragon Gmot naturally controlled the omnipresent magic and wind in the air, soaring over the dragon territory.

Today's white dragons have gradually regressed to their ancestral form. Not only are their bodies covered with white scales as if covered with a layer of frost, their body shape is also very different from that of ordinary white dragons.

The average young white dragon is a very small dragon among the five-colored dragon species, only about four or five meters long. Moreover, according to the stereotyped challenge level if it exists, it will not be very high, and is even not as powerful as the Murloc Baron among the Shahua Murlocs.

But Gmot's body length has now reached seven meters. Although it is still small, compared with other five-colored dragons of the same age, it is also a large monster in front of humans and other beasts.

Moreover, the revival of the ancestral blood has enhanced the power of the white dragon's frost breath, and its wisdom has also been improved, so the white dragon Gmot can no longer be viewed with ordinary eyes.

Whoop, whoop, whoop,
The dragon's natural beating brought with it air currents that were considered strong winds for humans. The white dragon flew high above the forest and suddenly saw a thick cloud of smoke rising from the thick white fog over the foggy town of Golden Haikou.

That was the beacon fire used for sending messages. It was made of the dried dung of dragons and various powerful beasts mixed with some flammable resin and sawdust. Once ignited, it would emit thick smoke with a special smell.

Not only is this thick smoke difficult to disperse with ordinary wind, it is also mixed with the smell of dragon feces and can scare away some weak monsters and poisonous insects.

But the white dragon Gemot knew that the beacon was not lit to drive away the poisonous insects that were omnipresent in the rainforest environment, but because a monster had launched an attack on the dragon's territory.

The white dragon Gemot flapped his wings and flew towards the small town of Golden Seaport where flames were ablaze. It was an important platform for most of the dragon territory's current profit output and external exchanges and transactions. As the dragon lord who ruled this land, he had an unshirkable responsibility.

Moreover, the dragon will not allow any monsters to spy on its territory, just like every beast and monster that has a territory.

The white dragon Gmot flew high above the town which was shrouded in thick fog, so thick that it obscured even the dragon's excellent vision.

He could only vaguely see countless figures moving around, fighting and killing each other in the fog, and even the sounds they heard were very faint.

It seems that this thick fog not only blocks the vision, but also weakens the propagation of sound. White Dragon Gemot's clear mind has already understood this.

Thanks to past experience and lessons, Bailong did not rush to land, but flew around the foggy town to investigate the situation.

The white dragon Gemot quickly found out the situation. There were no signs of monsters on the side of the town close to the forest. Only the towns close to the seaport and the coast were experiencing fighting.

In the sea, there were endless monsters leaping out of the thick fog onto the shore, stirring up the thick fog, and his excellent eyesight and hearing allowed him to discover this.

"They should be monsters from the sea. I don't know if they are Nagas or other fish monsters. Among these monsters, there are spellcasters and powerful rulers. Otherwise, they would never dare to attack a town of this size."

"There are a lot of these monsters, but they shouldn't be very powerful, otherwise this town would have been completely conquered long ago."

Analysis flashed through Bai Long's mind, his anger rising.

Dragons are born a superior race, and even the weakest white dragon has unparalleled pride. The offenses against the territory by these monsters make the white dragon uncontrollably arouse a rage of destruction.

"These vile monsters really deserve to die. The dragons will tear their bodies apart."

Boundless rage surged in the white dragon's heart. He flew high into the sky again and roared towards the sky. The surging magic power and the dragon's voice echoed in the sky.

The high-pitched and uniquely penetrating dragon language pierced through the layers of fog and spread towards the surrounding areas.

"Ahhh,"

He passed the information he had discovered to other dragons, and at the same time intimidated the monsters hiding in the fog, and then the white dragon Gmot stopped roaring.

He aimed at his target and dived down, his huge body crashing into the heavy fog.

"Kill them, charge forward,"

"Kill these humans and centaurs, there are not many of them,"

"Once we kill them, we can plunder this place at will. All the treasures in this place belong to us Sahuagin."

Countless Shahuagin leaped out of the surging fog caused by the fierce battle, and charged forward one by one, waving the trident in their hands desperately. A layer of blood-colored light flowed on their bodies. It was a spell formed by the divine power of the shark god Thekla invoked by the Shahuagin priestess.

"Kill these ugly fish monsters,"

"You bastards, you still want to plunder my treasures. I'm going to kill you all."

"Follow me, I'm in the front,"

The team led by the dragon-born werewolves was fighting in the group of monsters, retreating while fighting.

The dragon-born werewolf Saha was originally a high-level extraordinary warrior and a powerful alien species. He became even stronger after being irradiated by the red dragon's bloodline. Now he has surpassed the power of an ordinary young dragon.

The dragon-born werewolf's strong body and sharp claws made it unstoppable in front of the Shahua murlocs. Although its long silver-white fur was now covered in blood, the frenzied werewolf became even more bloodthirsty, killing the murlocs one by one with a swing of its claws.

The Centaur warrior following behind was not to be outdone. The weapon in his hand was soaked in blood. He had wrapped his long hunting rifle with cloth to prevent it from slipping. He stabbed neatly and powerfully, clearing a limited space among the Shahua fishmen warriors.

The adventurers who were trapped in the house by the murloc warriors were also joined by the centaurs and werewolves, and the dwarf warrior Kragon wielded his heavy hammer.

The square muscles all over his body burst out with powerful strength, hammering the murlocs that pounced on him away. The heavy hammers hit these strong Shahua murloc warriors, making a sound of bones cracking.

"Come on, you rubbish fishmen, you dare to rob Kragon's drink money, I will hammer you to death one by one."

Mage Lazi and his team of adventurers were also in the team. The staff in his left hand emitted a bright light, dispelling the fog that troubled his team and illuminating the obstructed vision.

With his right hand, he took out spell scrolls from his arms, and the healing power poured out from the spell scrolls, providing healing power to the warriors rushing in front.

There are also some beneficial spell scrolls, such as the power of bears, which provide warriors with more powerful strength than beasts, and defensive spell scrolls that shed power to protect the front team.

This is the means by which the mage Lazi survives. His manipulation of magic is always more subtle than that of an ordinary mage, and his hands are steadier than those of an ordinary mage, so he has many more spell scrolls than an ordinary mage.

Other trapped adventurers also joined this growing team. No one could tolerate their wealth being plundered for no reason, not to mention that these townspeople were adventurers who were willing to risk their lives in search of wealth.

The warriors and private soldiers under the nobles and merchant groups also joined the battle. They were the only ones who plundered other people's wealth, and they could not tolerate others plundering their wealth.

Led by the dragon's followers, they fought back against the invading monsters. The shouts of killing were deafening, and every warrior brandished his weapon and fought bloody battles.

Assassins appeared mysteriously in the crowd, harvesting a monster's life every time they appeared. Priests also wielded the light of healing and blessing.

The mages were surrounded at the back, providing spell support and magic attacks. But there were too many monsters, and there seemed to be endless monsters pouring in from the thick fog that was difficult to dispel. The Shahua fishmen kept falling, and these human warriors and dragon followers were accidentally killed by the charging monsters and dragged into the fog.

They could only resist and retreat at the same time.

A spell was cast from the hands of a Shahua priestess holding a coral staff, and the blood-colored water light on the Shahua warrior's body was bloody and furious.

This spell can stimulate the Shahua warriors' desire for blood, strengthen their strength, and weaken their sense of pain.

There was also a Shahua priestess who was waving a coral staff in her hand, casting spells. Under the guidance of a faint power from the Shark God, the magical elements in the air and sea water fell on the Shahua warriors like spots of light.

This is a group blessing spell that can enhance the fighting spirit and defense of the Shahua murloc warriors.

Other Shahua priestesses used their coral staves to aim at the Shahua warriors who were charging in the front. The staves drew power, and waves of healing spell power lingered around those powerful two-armed Shahua warriors. This was the mantra of group healing.

There was also an energy trident formed by the surging power of spells. Under the guidance of the staff of the Shahua priestess, it took shape in mid-air, and then fell like rain, striking the monsters and humans fighting with the Shahua warriors.

There are also occasional tracer bullet spells that brighten the eyes of humans and dragon followers, and the occasional human immobilization spell can also control some human warriors who are caught off guard.

The Baron who rules all the murlocs hides behind the Shahua murloc team, commanding them to attack continuously.

These Shahua fishmen warriors clung to the retreating resistance team, as if they were tireless and unafraid of death.

roar,
At this time, the angry roar of the giant dragon was heard, and the white dragon Gmot fell from the sky and crashed to the ground.

"Oh hoo, the dragon is coming, our support has arrived,"

The crowd who were still fighting the monster burst into shouts, and their spirits were immediately lifted, temporarily suppressing the attack of the Shahua fishmen.

The huge body of the white dragon fell down and crushed to death several Shahua mermen warriors who were charging at him. The dragon power emanating from his body spread, causing these ferocious Shahua mermen to be stunned for a moment.

The white dragon Gmot opened his mouth wide, and with his mouthful of sharp white fangs, he bit a Shahua fishman in half and threw it to the ground. Then he roared angrily.

"You damned monsters, you dare to attack the dragon's territory, aren't you afraid that the dragon's wrath will destroy you?"

"Dragon?"

A green light appeared in the depths of the thick fog. The Shahua Fishman Baron took a few steps forward and looked at the white dragon falling to the ground.

"It's just a white dragon, and just a young dragon at that," said the Shahua Fishman Baron with disdain on his face. He was not afraid of the young dragon with his powerful strength. He wielded sharp enchanted weapons on his limbs and arms.

"Continue to attack and capture this white dragon. I also want to have a white dragon as a pet like those frost giants."

"Attack, capture this white dragon as a pet,"

"Taste the dragon's blood."

The Shahua merman priestess cast a spell with the coral staff in her hand, causing a trace of divine power to fall down, trying to suppress the white dragon.

The two-armed murloc warriors mixed in with the ordinary Shahua murlocs brandished their weapons and took the initiative to attack the white dragon.

hiss,
The white dragon Gmot retreated and joined the dragonborn and the adventurer. As it retreated, it took a deep breath, and a trace of cold air came out of its frosty white scales. Its chest and abdomen bulged, and its huge mouth opened.

With a whoosh, a frosty breath whistled out from the white dragon's mouth, and the cold breath sprayed out, freezing the Shahua murloc warrior who was rushing over.

Although protected by spells guided by the Shahua priestess, ordinary Shahua were also harmed by the white dragon's breath. The moisture on their bodies was condensed into frost by the cold breath, and the tridents in their hands also became bone-chillingly cold and froze to the flesh on their hands.

The sea water that soaked the ground was frozen into a thin layer of ice, and many Shahua fishmen could not stop the momentum and fell down.

They suffered frostbite from the cold, their hands and feet were cold, their limbs became heavy, and some thin Sahuagin were even frozen in place for a short time.

The white dragon Gmot took the opportunity to rush into the group of monsters. His sharp claws easily killed the Shahua murlocs. His dragon head bit them, and his long fangs crushed the murlocs to pieces, leaving their mouths full of blood and flesh.

"Take advantage of this opportunity to rush forward and kill these monsters," the dragonborn werewolf who saw the opportunity followed the white dragon and took the initiative to attack, waving his wolf claws and pouncing forward.

The warriors behind him also followed the werewolf and charged back, but the Shahua fishmen were not afraid of the young white dragon, humans, and monsters. Under the spell of the priest, they all pounced on them, filling the vacancies of the Shahua fishmen who had been hit by the dragon's breath before.

The powerful Shahua Baron also brandished his weapon and stepped forward with his strong body. The Shahua Priestess waved the coral staff in her hand and cast spells to give him strength and protection.

call,
This powerful Murloc Baron followed the surging group of Murloc warriors and ran, shooting the trident in his hand at the huge body of the white dragon.

At this time, the young dragons in the distant Dragon's Nest Mountains also saw the smoke rising from the beacon fire in the distance, as well as the message from the white dragon Gmot using dragon language magic.

They all stood up, and the female red dragon Clenaya also jumped out of the lava lake of Karon and came to Karon.

"What to do, Karon," many young dragons looked at the red dragon. From the message from the white dragon Gmot, they all knew that it was a monster from the sea, but they didn't know how powerful the monster was.

After the previous lessons, these dragons will not be so impulsive. They are afraid of being targeted again. Even though dragons are naturally arrogant, they have to admit that the young dragon is not good enough to stand at the top of the world.

If these invading monsters can pose a danger to these young dragons, they are willing to give up the Golden Seaport Town. After all, they are selfish five-colored evil dragons. Even under the influence of Charon, they only care about the dragon group.

The red dragon blew out a burst of fiery sparks from his nostrils, and he stood up. "The dragon's territory cannot be violated. These sea monsters will not be more powerful than the dragons after they come ashore."

Kalon has a clear assessment and comparison of his own strength. He is much stronger than an ordinary young red dragon. Even with his current strength, he is not afraid of the Naga in the deep sea.

Karon stretched out his wings, which were more than 20 meters long. He said in a deep voice, "You guys stay behind to intercept the enemy or provide support, and I will use the dragon's rage to destroy the lives of these enemies."

Boom! The red dragon's powerful and broad wings flapped and the wind roared up. The strong wind from the sky and the magic in the air were dormant under his wings, and the hot air evaporated from his scales.

At this moment, the red dragon's speed reached its maximum, red flames shot up into the sky, he broke through the air barrier and rode the strong wind, his sharp whistle echoed in the sky.

Behind it, giant dragons of various colors slowly rose into the air.

(End of this chapter)