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291 It's best to keep a low profile

The land of dragons.

It was just dawn, and Otto had just woken up from his long sleep.

He swallowed Rose's incarnation and provided him with great help, so the sleeping time this time also increased a lot.

After looking at the calendar placed in the center of the conference hall, he knew that he had been sleeping for about half a month this time.

After moving my somewhat stiff muscles and bones a little, a burst of crisp sounds suddenly came out.

Suddenly, Otto frowned slightly at the black stone platform covered with jewelry.

For some reason, he always felt that the black stone platform under him had become much smaller...

No, to be precise, his own dragon body has become much bigger again.

Taking the Black Stone Platform as a reference object, the entire body of Otto at this time had been about thirty meters long.

Generally speaking, a giant dragon can only have such a body shape if it reaches the level of the extreme old dragon or the ancient dragon.

And Otto? It's better not to say...

Even though he just woke up from his sleep, Otto did not feel any fatigue. It seemed that Sophia took good care of him during this period.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Otto's mouth.

Then he habitually wanted to call Shasharu, but after discovering that the communication scales did not respond, he remembered that the old lizardman should still be staying in the keel bone wilderness with Gaz.

So he had to turn to the next best and called the wild boar to grow teeth.

When Shasharu was away, this wild boar was able to manage the Dragon Teng Land alone in an orderly manner, which in general made Otto very satisfied.

After listening to some recent reports from Dragon Teng Land, Otto nodded with satisfaction.

Overall, except for some small troubles of daily trivial matters, everything is normal for the development of Dragon Teng Land and surrounding areas.

Those guys who were forcibly migrated to the Forest of Nolan triggered some riots, but they were all suppressed by Crom one by one.

But at the end of the talk, Changya suddenly showed a look of wanting to speak but stopping.

"What's wrong?"

Otto looked at the wild boar man with some surprise, and then continued, "What can I say?"

Seeing this, the wild boar man shook his head first, then said: "There was something wrong with the Dragon Bone Wilderness, and Shasharu and Ghaz were defeated..."

"What?"

Otto stared wide and was surprised. He had just returned from the Dragon Bone Wilderness some time ago.

The war in Huangsha City alone destroyed a large number of undeads and underground troops on the other side. It should be a great deal of form. Why did the situation be reversed in a blink of an eye...

Or did the Death Lord take action?

Without waiting for Otto to ask, Changya explained immediately: "I don't know why a large number of undead dragons suddenly appeared in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, which are very powerful.

Except for the Paladins and the Holy Light Priests, few people in the Dragon Teng Legion can bring them effective.”

"Neon dragon, there are still many?"

Otto felt that something was wrong with his worldview. When did the dragon corpse become so worthless?

You should know that Morey once tried his best to get the corpses and souls of the two giant dragons.

With a calm face, Otto stared at Changya and asked, "You are talking about a large number of... how many undead dragons are there in the Dragon Bone Wilderness?"

He swallowed his saliva and then continued: "Based on the information sent back by Shasharu and the others, there may be hundreds of heads..."

"Hundreds of heads?"

Otto's mouth twitched: "So, did Lord Death dig the dragon clan's ancestral grave... Wait..."

Speaking of this, Otto said in a little puzzled manner: "Chain Bone Wilderness... Where is Kornheim? Help me find him!"

"No need to look for it, I'm here!"

Before he could set off, Konoheim, who looked like a middle-aged monster uncle, had slowly walked in.

"I already know this! There is indeed a dragon tomb in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, and a dragon soul guardian there was once my friend.

Well... although he himself was not willing to admit it."

His expression also looked very cold. Although he had spent countless years, he was still very angry at the way the Death Lord blasphemed the true dragon corpse.

Even those who were treated like this were the corpses of some colored dragons.

Originally, Otto was still considering whether to go to the Dragon Bone Wilderness to go to the Dragon Bone Wilderness to go, but now it seems that it may not be necessary to take action on its own to solve this problem.

Looking at Kornheim, Otto also criticized him severely: "The dirty and humble behavior of the Lord of Death must be punished!"

Then, after a change of the subject, Otto felt a little embarrassed: "But you also know that there are more than one hundred undead dragons. Although the strength of the undead dragon is mostly not as good as before, no one can guarantee whether there are some difficult things like dragon lich inside..."

Looking at Otto, Konoheim laughed instead.

After so many days of getting along, he has figured out the temper of this weird silver dragon.

This shameless guy doesn't care about the dignity of the real dragon that cannot be trampled on. He only cares about his own interests.

In some ways, he is more pure than a real dragon.

"The movement of more than one hundred undead dragons at the same time is too big. This news cannot be hidden. What's more, the bastard of Death Lord didn't want to hide it..."

Speaking of this, the expression on Kornheim's face was very strange.

To be honest, even himself does not have this kind of spirit that is almost an enemy of the whole world.

...

The scene was a little silent for a while. To be honest, even Otto admired the Lord of Death a little.

Although he has been very fucking recently, he dared to gradually expand out after considering his own strength and strength development.

Even the devouring real dragons were almost done secretly on their backs, and the Lord of Death wanted to tell all the giant dragons in the world that I dug your ancestral graves...

Then, Konoheim looked at Otto and sighed, then continued, "Next, I will go back to the Dragon Bone Wilderness first. After all, in the eyes of the Dragon Clan, I am also the master there.

In a short while, I should be greeted by a group of visitors.”

Otto laughed and said, "Let me guess, the first one must be a golden dragon!"

The dragon seed that he claimed to be a partner of justice, after knowing what the Lord of Death did, he felt that he would not let him go.

"Maybe..."

Konoheim looked at Otto with a complicated expression: "You'd better be low-key in the next time.

More than one hundred undead dragons, this is not a small number.

Whether it is the colored dragon or the metal dragon, there should be many helpers sent. If they let them know what you did..."
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