After leaving the cave, Jose flew into the sky and flew over the shack to look down at the monster below.

Most of the monsters living in the shacks appear thin due to malnutrition. The werewolf's hair was stuck in clusters with mud and sweat. The scales on the dog-headed man were so dirty that they could not see their original color. The goblins even seemed to have rolled in the mud.

How effective can such a character have?!

But Jose had no choice. He took a deep breath and shouted to the monsters looking up below: "Dirty slaves! On the order of Lord O'Neill! You have been requisitioned! Each family has an adult male! Take your weapons to gather at the city gate!"

In the Greystone Fortress, O'Neal's reputation can stop a child from crying at night, and his deterrence is naturally great. Monsters have successively walked out of the shack with sticks, feces and other "weapons", and there are nearly a thousand people.

In the cave, O'Neal saw this huge scene through monitoring magic, and felt that he had shot himself in the foot.

"This little boy is really unhappy."

In this way, in the envious and jealous eyes of other teams, Sanlong set out in a mighty manner with nearly a thousand people.

Other teams envy Jose's quantity, while Jose envys the quality of other teams.

Although there are too many people, there is no one who can fight. If you really encounter an enemy, as long as your team is slightly at a disadvantage, this "army" of nearly a thousand people will collapse immediately.

After more than two hours of march, the team arrived at the No. 13 area.

Jose saw the cave where he had barbecued meat from afar: "Everyone! Search the mountain! Flip this mountain for me!"

"yes!"

If you have many subordinates, you can be lazy by yourself. This is the benefit of having too many people.

Three dragons walked towards the cave, lay down at the previous barbecue position, chatting and passing the time.

"Hahaha, O'Neal would probably be very angry if he knew we were lying here to rest."

“…”

Whether O'Neal was angry or not, he didn't know that the guardian of the altar at the innermost part of the cave was quite violent.

"It's him! That red dragon! He's back! He's back!"

"Be calm, my friend, maybe we have a chance to take revenge this time," the thief was angry and glanced at the dragon dung not far away.

Even though the past day has not dissipated, the smell has become more and more mellow as time brews, which has greatly affected everyone.

When I saw the culprit, the always taciturn pastor also had red eyes: "Everyone, bear it for a while, as long as noon tomorrow comes, I will immediately activate the altar and everyone will be able to protect their revenge."

Hearing this, the strong muscular warrior touched the axe blade of the cold double-edged giant axe and gritted his teeth: "At that time, I will remove the damn dragon from my head to vent my hatred in my heart!"

"No! Eight dollars are enough! At least sixteen dollars!"

"No! Starting from thirty-two pieces!"

"No! No one is allowed to kill him!" Captain Oluke, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes: "Catch the living!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes! Catch the alive! A young red dragon can be replaced with a viscount!"

"Before selling it, you must torture him."

"Hang it on the beam of the house, hang it up and beat it!"

"Close him in the toilet and let him taste this taste too!" The female warrior looked satisfied, as if he had seen the scene of his enemy being dizzy by the smell of smell and begging for mercy.

“…”

While everyone was discussing how to torture their enemies, the red-haired magician, Oluke, spoke without saying a word, staring at the red dragon sleeping dozens of meters away.

He is not a muscular idiot, nor a priest who is brainwashed by doctrine.

He is a spellcaster, a knowledgeable spellcaster.

When he saw the red dragon barbecue with dragon breath, he felt that something was wrong with the red dragon. Later, he saw the red dragon distribute the meat to the lowly dog-headed man, and he became more and more confused.

Later, when he saw the Red Dragon man standing up and swearing, his doubts were completely ignited.

After thinking all night, he recalled an unpopular book he had read in the college library - "Analysis of Abnormal Behavior of Dragons" when he was an apprentice.

There is a record in the book:

Dragons are one of the most successful races in the multiverse. They have the inheritance of dragons. As we all know, each dragon species has a unique way of behavior. If a dragon seriously deviates from the inherent behavior pattern of the race, you need to pay attention.

There are many reasons why dragons deviate from nature, two of which need to be highly vigilant.

The first is that an evil existence invades the body of the dragon clan through special secret techniques, but with the help of external forces, he has no real name and cannot obtain the inheritance of the dragon clan.

The second situation is even more rare, that is, the natural dragon anomaly body. Dragon anomaly body often has some special abilities, and has various abilities, but they all have one common characteristic - their growth rate and strength are far superior to that of ordinary dragons.

Generally speaking, as long as the dragon-like anomaly body does not die prematurely, it can often grow into a powerful person in the multiverse.

The appearance of dragon anomalies is irregular, and there are related cases of each dragon species, but the five-colored dragon appears the most frequently.

According to the information given by a dragon clan boss who did not want to be named, nearly half of the five-colored dragon rebellion that the evil dragon god, Tiamat, personally wiped out by the evil dragon, has been dragon-like anomaly in the past ten thousand years.

"Dragon-like anomaly..." Oluke's whispered to himself.

He decided to keep it himself after catching the red dragon. Although the probability of an abnormal body is very small, what if he encounters it, even if it is not, it is just the difference between earning more and earning less.

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"What? The search is over!" Jose stared at the monster coming to report and thought for a while: "Then search again and continue until the other teams have finished searching."

After sending the monster away, Jose continued to chat with two companions, who had decided to use the cave as a command center.

After chatting for a long time, he felt a sense of urination and walked towards the innermost side of the cave as usual.

"Come back?"

The guardians of the altar looked like they saw a ghost.

"Please stop torture us!"

In the horrified eyes of the guardians of the altar, the red dragon solved the physiological needs in a normal dragon posture, and did not spray magical materials on the ground.

"Huh," Seeing the red dragon turn and leave, someone breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, I didn't leave us this time."

"Shut up! You crow's mouth! You were talking about it last time!"

"It's going to rain! The dragon wants to shit! I'm blaming me?"

Just as José walked back, White Dragon-Cassi stood up and walked towards him.

"Cassi, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I...I want to... release...what...what is coming."

"Memory, remember, is memory."

In the desperate eyes of everyone, there was another lump of dragon feces not far away.

They understood that these damn dragons regarded their land as a toilet.

"God! Who will save us?!"
Chapter completed!