Damn it! If he had known earlier, he should have brought a stronger expedition corps over!
He really didn't expect that there would be a Dragon Race daring enough to lurk near the trade route. This Evil Dragon is extraordinary.
"We can renegotiate!"
Edmund shouted, "Violence is not the way to solve problems. Dragon Race is highly intelligent beings, not those lowly beasts. We are willing to concede some interests for formal cooperation with you!"
No matter whether his words are true or not.
When Galos decided to bare his fangs and reveal his true form, he had no intention of letting these people go.
"Lowly reptiles! It's too late to beg for mercy now."
"You must pay for angering the Dragon Race."
Roars like boiling magma surged from afar, yet not from Galos.
Two smaller Dragon Shadows appeared, followed by a legion of Ogres, War Lizardfolk, Jackal-Wolf Folk, Gray-haired Werewolves, and other monsters like a tide, converging upon the human camp from all directions.
