At night, Dahl flew away from the stone castle to search for food several miles away. After all, his appetite was a burden for the stone castle. Even the most outstanding Black Stone hunter was not as good as a natural hunter like him.

There is a wild boar with a irritable temperament living in the Chiji Mountain area. This kind of boar often conflicts with local residents and even werewolfs and would rather die than retreat to their territory. It is also strong in physique, strong muscles and extremely strong in combat. Once this kind of boar causes trouble, it often requires professional hunters to deal with it, and even the guards of Hupan Town dare not step forward easily.

Because of this, the meat of this kind of pig is expensive, and the pig's teeth and bristles have also become evidence of some nobles' demonstration of their martial arts.

When Dahl first arrived at Red Ridge Mountain, he noticed this stubborn species that liked to travel among the bushes. At that time, he wanted to have a feast. After all, the wild boars living in the Black Rock Mountain area have a strong smell of sulfur in their blood and flesh. Perhaps the black dragons prefer that smell.

Now, although humans are still protecting the runes set up by the mages of Stormwind City in several strongholds, it has become an alternative option to deal with orcs.

According to Gaselzog, Morgans believed that it would take several months for the wizards of Stormwind to rebuild the complete runetone formation. In this way, the burden on Dahl, who came from the Black Stone Tower to deal with the wizard, was much lighter, and he had the opportunity to come out and wander and prey.

The blood-toothed wild boar is very fierce and brave, and has a arrogant personality. He will not live in groups like many wild boars on the earth. Four or five groups are foraging together. They all act alone. They pick up fruits on the ground in the outermost sparse forests of the Red Ridge Mountains, and occasionally prey on some insects or small animals.

At this time, a blood-toothed wild boar was leaping on the roots of a tree, trying to open the nest of an unknown small animal under the tree. The movement of the roots and soil made a discordant rustling sound, which was keenly noticed by the young dragon flying in the sky.

Dahl lowered his flight altitude and locked the wild boar as his first target. The hair of the blood-toothed wild boar was dark yellow, with brown brown on his head and back, which was easy to identify in the woodland.

They were animals living in the sand and wilderness. When they entered the jungle, they were greedy for the juicy fruits here, but they didn't expect that they would lose their lives this time.

The wild boar's head was filled with messy movements of branches, and a heavy object rushed down through the layers of tree canopy. This wild boar was not like those timid little pigs. He faced any danger head-on. Therefore, when this unknown visitor came towards him, it had no idea to turn around and escape.

When he saw a young dragon spreading its wings in front of him and his sharp claws directly piercing it into his skin, if it would regret this feeling, it would definitely regret it.

Dahl did not show his courage to the other party. He stabbed his fangs directly into the boar's throat, and the deadly venom poured into the skin and blood vessels, causing the blood-toothed boar that made the human hunters fear to die on the spot. He twitched on the ground for a few seconds and stopped moving.

Although the wild boar has super strong anti-toxic ability, this venom is not an ordinary snake venom or scorpion venom after all. It is the poison of the green dragon, which contains the deepest malice of nature towards the living.

Dahl pressed the boar's chest with his front paws, pulled the boar's head off and threw it aside, and then began to enjoy the still hot shoulder muscles. Before he could tear off a few pieces, he felt an unusual aura appearing around him.

He turned his head and looked back and forth, and finally saw a figure behind a tree. It was a human, with long hair and an old brown robe. He looked up at this side with a arrogant and cold temperament.

"Dal Clomarus, it should be you."

Only when Dahl heard the sound did he know who the other party was.

This guy is Morgans, the mysterious mage hiding in the Tower of Ilgara. No wonder he is familiar with this aura. The shadow mist in the Tower of Ilgara is related to him.

Of course, he felt that he was more than the one who was familiar with him.

"We seem to have seen it somewhere." Morgans narrowed his eyes and said, "You also have shadow blood in your body."

Dahl threw the boar on the ground and asked deliberately: "Who are you?"

"I am Morgans, the master of the Tower of Ilgara." The mage replied: "The Black Stone Lord Gaselzog should have mentioned me to you."

"Can you talk to me about the shadow energy contained in you? Maybe you know I am a shadow researcher and are interested in all the information related to it."

"It's very simple." Dahl replied: "I'm raised by the black dragon in the Black Stone Tower."

"Good explanation." Morgans nodded.

"So what are you looking for me?"

Morgans walked out of the shadow behind the tree and said, "Cooperation, young dragon, I'll seek cooperation."

Dahl was a little puzzled, and asked, "I have helped you break the magic circle set up by Master Stormwind City here. What else do you want? Where is your zombie legion?"

The young dragon turned around and bit a large piece of bone-bearing flesh on the wild boar's corpse, swallowed it, and said, "Don't tell me you are not satisfied with the number of zombies hiding in the Red Ridge Mountains."

The Black Mage said earnestly: "The high elves in the north have sent magic envoys and rangers to some nearby places, including Stormwind City, to assist the alliance's army to further drive away the orc remnants."

"Enough, mage." The young dragon interrupted him: "Do you think I'm stupid? The high elves will not send troops to support Stormwind. The two wars have passed. When the world is about to be destroyed next time, I may believe that they are willing to leave Quelthalas."

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to do, don't lie to the dragon."

Morgans was speechless for a moment. Perhaps he did not expect why a young dragon grown up in the Black Stone Tower was so clear about the character of the Elf Kingdom, or perhaps he was considering the next lie.

However, he finally sighed and said, "Well, I admit that I am not for the benefit of your Black Stone Tower or the tribe. I just want to find more opportunities to solve the problems I am currently facing."

"What are the benefits of cracking your 'puzzle' for me?"

Hearing the young dragon's question, the mage hesitated for a while and said tentatively: "Maybe your shadow power comes from your parents, or maybe from other places. No matter where it comes from, I am likely to have the secrets related to it."

Dahl did not react, he wanted to show ignorance and did not want any other person to know about Saratas.

But he admitted that this proposal was tempting to him. He promised Saratas that he would eventually rescue him from the prison of the Black Iron Dwarf. As for how to save him and when to save him, he was not sure, but it would be no harm to have more information.

The moon descended to the mountain, and the clearings beside the forest, Vidal had just flew out of the stone fort and became much darker.

When Morgans saw the young dragon, he had no reaction for a long time, so he had to speak again: "I have seen the black dragon, Dahl Clomarus, you have a shadow energy that is completely different from them in your body. We all have our own secrets, I have no interest in your secrets, I just hope that in this cooperation, we can each get what we need."
Chapter completed!