Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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"Crack!!!"

The two-footed dragon rushed into the air, and the two rows of sharp saw teeth bit a lonely one in the air.

The slender forelimbs covered with green dragon scales of Mottarian look like a dexterous viper, easily flashing past the opponent's bite, the limbs twisted at an incredible angle, and the sharp claws of the dragon are like emerald meteors across the blue In the sky, the dragon's long kiss was accurately clamped, and the claw tips were deeply submerged in his scales and flesh and blood.

Yalong, who was painted red, let out a painful grunt. The front part of its dragon kiss was firmly clamped by the claws of the green scale evil dragon. The power gap between the two sides was so great that he couldn't open his mouth and get rid of the suppression of Motarian's single claw.

"call--"

The green scale evil dragon took a deep breath, engulfing the corrosive storm with hundreds of different toxins, like the tide bursting from the embankment, gushing out from the depths of his terrifying throat, instantly submerging the pushing and squeezing. The army of big brothers pressed together. The terrifying wind tore the ground surface of the grassland and the green leather armor. The terrifying poisonous fog corrodes the green pastures and the flesh and blood of the orcs.

For a time, a small half of the battlefield turned into a **** of death. Countless creatures were wailing, screaming, and crying, watching the skin and flesh of their hands, corroding and falling off in the green clouds, and finally only the thick bones were left!

Not long after, the miserable cry also turned into empty silence. The green skin's vocal cords were corroded by the dragon's breath, leaving only a group of fuzzy black shadows, struggling, twisting, and wriggling his mutilated body inside the dark green poisonous cloud.

"Damn green dragon!"

The beast Leonardo let out an angry roar, and Skug under his crotch opened his two slender thighs and walked like flying on the grassland. The whole body was shining with green light, just like a big skill tyrant who is engaged in the possession of hair, he raised the terrifying long sword that also flashed green light, and prepared to use the charge to give the opponent a thunderous blow.

The green scale evil dragon is not in a hurry, the other free claw, like a huge green wall, lies between the two, Motarian's claw grips virtually and pushes forward fiercely. The green wall that pierced the sky, wrapped in the terrifying wind pressure that made people unable to open the eyes, swept across the body of the war chief!

"Sizzle!!!"

The dragon's claw and the sharp blade were connected, and the beast Leonardo cleverly changed the direction of the blade. A deep blood mark was torn in the palm of the green dragon. However, he was also slapped by Mortarian's claw and flew in the air. Draw a blood-colored arc, and fell heavily to the ground. Even the proud fangs of the orcs were broken.

"Look at me! Ants! Look at me! The master of Yulin Huahai will destroy everything you cherish with his own hands! Tiny orcs."

Motarian, who had freed his hand, looked down arrogantly at the beaten master. The forked red tongue lightly licked the wounded dragon's claws-that **** fleshy fissure, unexpectedly, healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The green scale evil dragon looked at his evil pupils again at the two-footed flying dragon in his hand. In the presence of the great skill tyrant, he took out Yalong's eyeballs alive and threw them into a mud and blood. Na Yalong convulsed painfully and crazily under the control of Motarian, but could not break free from the suppression of the real dragon.

"WAAAGH!!!"

Beast Leonardo let out a terrifying roar, he struggled to get up, trying to wave the sharp blade in his hand, and launch another decisive charge towards the green dragon.

However, Chief Evil Flame was horrified to discover. His right arm had long been pierced by the sharp dragon's claws, and now, there were only two thin layers of bloodskin remaining, barely connecting the right hand and the torso.

Onardo the beast looked around, the corrosive poisonous cloud looked around the entire battlefield, and only the area where he fell could breathe fresh air. The soldiers under his men either melted, fell off, and died tragically, or fled in despair. All around him, there was only the horrible blue shadow that covered the sky and covered the sun.

Lu Pi sighed, and after so much preparation and planning for so long, did it still fail? It seems that I was planted here today. Forget it! Just die! My soul is about to rise to the palace of Mao’s war!

Thinking of this, Beast Leonardo pulled off his broken right arm, and his left hand picked up an iron axe at random and swung it wildly. He trampled on the **** sea of ​​dead mountains of relatives, friends and clansmen, like a tiny ant, roaring fearlessly at the behemoth in front of him.

"WAAAGH————"

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"So... how exactly did you win? From the beginning to the present, isn't it the green dragon who is driving Wushuang in your army?"

Painhurs took a sip of milk wine in doubt, and decided to send another hundred households to monitor the vicious and cunning green-scaled evil dragon.

"Don't interrupt me."

The beast onado muttered dissatisfied, and then, throwing away the leg of lamb in his hand, like a most pious believer, he knelt directly on the ground with a "puff", the blood basin trembled uncontrollably, tears of excitement, Also welled out the narrow green eye sockets.

"Next, then, just when I thought that I had lost the war, the two gods worshipped by the green skins came in front of me, wow!"

The big skill tyrant shouted to the sky enthusiastically. Just like a child who got his beloved toy.

"Two huge orcs composed of green energy suddenly came next to me! The green dragon was in front of them, like a tiny gecko, an orc walked up to him and looked at Mortarian's head. The stick, the other one, went around behind the green dragon and hit him in the hind leg!"

"What's this mechanical descent..." Painhurs widened his eyes in surprise, and asked the druid next to him in a low voice.

"I don't know much about theology. Is this green skin credible?"

The Bloodfury Druid was also lost in thought in the almost absurd story of the beast Leonardo.

"It should be, probably, believable...it's true. In the story passed by word of mouth, the great Skerrit will also use his supreme power to help men and horses tide over difficulties. Perhaps, the green-skinned **** The way of coming is to send two giants composed of energies?"

The Bloodwrath Chief shrugged, and suddenly, the camp was opened by the Elf Archmage. Ogilvyin Chaoge, dressed in an exquisitely crafted, pitch-black silk robe, came to the side of the horse angrily. In the worst tone, speaking the most respectful words.

"Dear Chief Bloodrage, have you forgotten the agreement between us?! I helped you win this **** of a civil war, and helped you unify the tribe of men and horses. When on earth do you have to wait before sending out troops? Retreat those **** green skins? Lift the siege of Panticapone? Huh???"

"Don't be impatient, my friend, I've done what Painhes said--you see, I'm not busy training this army of nearly 10,000 people these days, ready to help you quell the danger?"

Painhurs tore off a piece of lean meat sprinkled with sea salt from the lamb chops, and said while eating.

"Your homeland is as indestructible as a mountain range. For three days, wait at most three days, I will take this army and fulfill our agreement.

"Agreement? What agreement?"

Beast Leonardo interjected curiously.

"This one······"

Chao Ge closed his mouth hesitantly. He knew that this was the war chief who was riding a wyvern, a [friend] of a man and horse. However, he was still an orc after all. Let him know that a group of greenskins are besieging Panticapone and are hostile to him...

"Repelling those **** green skins?"

The solitary Chief Evil Flame shook his pointed ears and grasped the key message in the elf's mouth. Inside his evil and cunning beast pupils suddenly burst out incomparably hot flames! The huge left hand, across the table, grabbed the collar of the wizard, grinned, and said excitedly.

"Wait, bean sprouts, you just said, there are a bunch of green-skinned boys around here???"

Chaoge glared at the orc dissatisfiedly, and a group of force field energy immediately smashed his fingers away. The wizard mage quickly stepped back, straightened his scratched collar, and said lightly.

"What to do with you?"

"Of course it matters! Bean sprouts!"

The beast Leonardo looked more and more excited.

"Tell me, tell me where they are? My clan has just been destroyed, but because of a blessing in disguise, I actually tame a green dragon! Ha!!! Hurry up! Tell me where the clans are! I don't believe it yet. Which orc chief can defeat me and my mount at the same time in the heads-up ceremony?

I want to defeat them in a one-on-one ceremony! I want to take away their position as chief! I want to rule their green-skinned soldiers! Under Gredinian's sky, the green-skinned orcs don't need two chiefs! ! ! "

Ogilvyin frowned, he quickly judged the current situation, his plain expression quickly changed to an approachable smile.

"Of course! The mighty war chief! I will tell you where the greenskins are and make sure you have the opportunity to go heads-up with those WarBoss. But!"

Chaoge's conversation changed.

"When you have achieved the final victory and become their only leader, you must sign a peace agreement with Panticapone, and the two sides will not infringe upon each other's respective territories! Do we make a deal?"

"Ha! The deal! So, starting today, we are friends too!!!"

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Glory of Skerritt Ranch

Motarian, who had no scars on his body, lay quietly in the fertile grassland. There was a circle of people and horses mixed with curiosity and fear all around, watching and watching this behemoth that was rare in a century.

"His mouth is closed, is he talking?"

Several heads of households yelled at the nearby people to be silent, listening, and observing the dragon lying on the ground. That's right, the Green Scaled Evil Dragon is indeed saying something, but his profound and profound dragon language, no one can understand it.

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