Chapter 140: Sowing Seeds; Bloody Battle on the Plain

Carolina left excitedly.

She took 25,000 intermediate monster warriors from the Blackwing Lair and teleported away through the portal.

There were originally 212 dragon beasts. According to the exchange rate of one dragon beast for 100 intermediate monster warriors, there should be 21,200.

However, Wudi was happy and generously rounded up the number for Carolina.

Of course, he also reminded her that these monster warriors have a big appetite.

Carolina didn't care about this. Intermediate monsters are strong, so it's normal to eat more. Moreover, these 25,000 plus the more than 8,000 taken away before, a total of more than 30,000 monsters, which is nothing for the huge size of the Crimson Lair.

Since the other party doesn't care, let it be.

In the Black Castle.

Metal dragon beasts and five-color dragon beasts are sleeping.

Wudi looked down at the group of dragon beasts, scanning them one by one, and his brown dragon eyes showed satisfaction.

It must be said that the metal dragon beasts Carolina stole were of high quality. There were dozens of adult metal dragon beasts that reached the advanced level, and some of them even reached the advanced peak and were on the verge of breaking through.

There were no top dragon beasts.

Perhaps they were not stolen, or perhaps there were no top dragon beasts raised on the Dragon Beast Island.

Wudi tended to the latter. After all, the top dragon beasts had a huge appetite, and the metal dragon tribe could not raise them for hundreds of years. Moreover, the dragon beasts that reached this level were not weak in strength. If they were bound to the small island all the time, would their nature be suppressed and lead to bad consequences?

Therefore, Wudi guessed that these top-level dragon beasts were probably released into the wild by the metal dragons.

While Wudi was thinking, in the Dragon Castle Hall, one dragon beast after another woke up from the transformation sleep of the void bloodline.

The awakened dragon beast saw that he was in an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by a large number of dragon beasts, and in the front there was a huge black dragon full of oppression overlooking him. He screamed in fear and was at a loss. He was in chaos for a while.

Suddenly, the invisible and huge dragon power swept through the space, and all the dragon beasts were terrified. Under the oppression of the powerful homologous life, they moaned and bowed their heads.

Seeing that the situation was under control, the Black Dragon Lord turned his head and looked at the maid beside him, and ordered,

"Sophia, these dragon beasts are left to you to take care of. If there are not enough people, you can mobilize all the guards and maids of the Black Castle at will."

"Yes." Sophia nodded, but looking at the nearly 300 dragon beasts of all sizes on the field, a sense of pressure arose spontaneously.

Especially for the few high-level peak dragon beasts, Sophia doubted whether she could survive if they attacked her.

Although she got the master's dependent contract a few years ago, her cultivation talent was really average, and now she is only level 12. Many of the followers who were born at the same time as Sophia or even later, and who did not sign a contract, have now reached a high level.

And this is because she is the head maid, she eats relatively high-quality ingredients, and she always serves the black dragon lord closely, and is exposed to blood radiation for a long time.

Otherwise, the level will be even lower.

Sophia talked about this problem.

Wu Di thought about it and found that there are indeed some hidden dangers.

Although these dragon beasts have obtained the void bloodline, it takes time for wisdom to develop and grow, and they are still unintelligent beasts in a short period of time.

What if one day they are hungry and can't control their beastly nature, and eat the hardworking little maid?

Most dragon beasts don't have the strength to do this, but those dozens of high-level metal dragon beasts must be cautious.

Metal dragons are kind, but metal dragon beasts are beasts, and they cannot be compared by the camp and personality of metal dragons.

"Then let Besa, Yixia, and Ava help you."

Besa, the white-feathered female crane, was one of the earliest followers of Wudi. She had high-level strength when she first followed him. Now, after more than ten years, her biological level has reached the high-level 16th level. As a wind crane monster specializing in speed, in terms of speed and reaction, ordinary 19th-level creatures are not as fast as Besa.

Ava is the leader of the Black Feather Harpy Banshee Clan. She is talented and has also practiced the Qi and Blood Profession 'Blood Banshee'. However, she has not been around for long, and her main strength still relies on reaching the biological level of 15th level.

Yxia is the leader of the Mowfort Harpy Banshee Clan. She is as talented as Ava and has also practiced the Blood Banshee Profession. However, because she entered the Black Castle a few years earlier than Ava, she is only at level 14 now, and she still needs to accumulate a little to break through to the master level.

After hearing this, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief.

Sophia was still clear about the strength of Bessa, Ava, and Yisha. With the three of them, plus the cooperation of a large number of dragon servants and dragon maids, these dragon beasts could not make any waves.

Sophia, who took over the task of taking care of the dragon beasts, began to get busy.

Wudi did not go back to continue practicing magic this time.

The arbitrary door was opened, and the black dragon stepped out of the Blackwing Lair.

South China Sea, near the sea.

A huge light gate was suspended in the air, and a huge black dragon flew out of it and quickly turned into a dragon man.

After applying invisibility and breath-holding magic to himself, the dragon man Wudi flew towards a certain direction.

After a while, Wudi stopped over an offshore island and looked down.

The island below was wet and muddy, with a lot of water.

Oval wooden houses stood on the water.

From time to time, a Shahua fishman walked out of these not-so-large oval wooden houses.

Obviously, this is a village of Shahua fishmen.

Wu Di released his mental power unscrupulously, and the mental power at the advanced caster level was enough to cover this small island.

Soon, Wu Di found the target he needed, and his figure flashed.

In an inconspicuous fishman cabin, a half-grown fishman boy was prying open shellfish, scraping the shellfish meat, and preparing today's food.

Silently, Wu Di landed in front of the fish-man boy. The other boy was stunned, and then he knelt down in fear.

"Sir, don't kill me." The fish-man boy tremblingly spoke the language of the sahuagin clan.

Oudi has the language proficiency spell passive, so he can naturally understand what the fishman boy said, but it is precisely because of this that Oudi is a little surprised.

"I thought you would scream for your tribe." Udi grinned.

"Sir, because I know that if I do this, I will definitely die." The fish-man boy trembled a little and spoke nervously.

"Interesting, it's a good idea." Udi laughed.

The fishman boy heard the laughter of the majestic dragon man with dark scales in front of him. He was nervous and happy for a moment, and reminded,

"Sir, you may attract other fishmen to come here."

Wu Di stopped laughing and said casually, "Don't worry, I have set up a barrier here. Boy, I think you are good and qualified. How about being my servant."

The fish-man boy was slightly startled, but he quickly realized that he had encountered an opportunity. He knelt down without hesitation and said with excitement,

"I do!"

Wu Di let out a laugh of unknown meaning, and with the tip of his sharp scale finger, a drop of blood and the shed old dragon scale formed a kinship contract, which entered the mind of the fish-man boy.

"Eat more meat from now on, work hard to become stronger, and develop your own fish-man tribe." Wu Di said with a smile.

Although the fishman boy didn't know why the black-scaled dragon man in front of him asked him to eat more, he was confused when he heard that the other party wanted him to develop his own tribe.

This fish-man tribe is not his. No, the master means to make him the leader of this fish-man tribe.

The fishman boy reacted quickly, and just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain came from his blood and bone marrow.

The dragon vein transformation has begun.

Wu Di glanced at the murloc boy rolling on the ground, disappeared, and came to the incubation room of the murloc tribe. He randomly put some dragon blood for the densely packed fish eggs in the incubation room to absorb.

After doing this, any door appeared in front of Oudi, and then he walked into it and disappeared. During this process, the sahuagin warriors guarding outside the incubation room did not notice anything strange.

The next moment, Oudi appeared in the sky and continued to search for the nearby sahuagin tribe.

Every time he searched for a sahuagin village, Oudi would use his mental search to roughly screen out the sahuagin with good potential, then contract them into his own servants, and then go to the tribe's incubation room to spread the power of the void.

Among the contracted dependents, some fishmen are as weak as the previous fishman boy and have a low status in the tribe. However, there are also fishmen who are not weak in strength. They are intermediate or even high-level and have a very high status. They are either the most powerful warriors in the tribe. , either a tribal leader or a tide priest.

In a short period of time, Oudi contracted a dozen sahuagin as his dependents, and at the same time, tens of millions of fish eggs absorbed the meager void dragon blood.

Above the sea, Wu Di, who was invisible in the form of a dragon, said to himself,

"With these seeds, that's almost enough."

As a black dragon, a true dragon with the water attribute, how could it not have a water dependent?

Previously, Wu Dicai had not taken any action because he lacked strength and the sea area was relatively dangerous.

Now that the strength has increased, the mainland has begun to become chaotic again. Only then did Wu Di think of this, and then with a thought in his heart, he came to the sea.

"Before the Abyss becomes a lord and takes control of the Abyss City, it is just a temporary place to stay, and there is no clue about the coordinates of the new material plane. Then we can only open a base in the Tal plane." Wu Di muttered in his heart.

The sea area of ​​​​the Tar plane accounts for nearly 80% of the entire plane world.

To some extent, the resources of the Thar Sea far exceed those of the land.

When Udi selected the sahuagin for the contract, he took a fancy to the sahuagin's huge potential for war development.

It only takes one year for a sahuagin to mature from fish eggs to a fighting sahuagin, and six years to grow into a qualified sahuagin warrior.

The growth rate of sahuagin is not as good as that of goblins and kobolds. After all, goblins can gain combat effectiveness in one or two months, while kobolds take a little longer, but it is not much different.

However, in terms of reproductive capacity, the sahuagin far surpass the goblins and the like.

A female sahuagin can lay hundreds or even thousands of eggs at one time. This is a terrifying number of eggs that goblins and kobolds can never reach.

Of course, laying so many fish eggs does not mean that there are so many fish eggs that can grow normally. In the tradition of the sahuagin clan, each tribe has a unified incubation room, and all fish eggs will be hatched in the incubation room.

The newly hatched sahuagin larvae only have the shape of a fish, without limbs.

The sahuagin will not provide any food for these larvae, so these larvae will fight brutally in the hatchery, killing and eating other larvae to grow. During this process, a very small number of these larvae whose bloodline genes are still unstable will mutate into grotesque shapes such as four arms, white skin, and saw-toothed shark heads.

When there are only a few dozen to a few hundred semi-mature larvae left in the incubator, the female merfolk in the Shahua tribe will enter the incubator, identify their children by their breath, and raise them.

But this is just an ordinary merfolk. If it is a mutant merfolk, it will be cultivated as a tribal elite, and the female merfolk cannot take it away.

The above is some interesting information left by a black dragon ancestor.

Among these inherited information, there are even some secrets about the Shahua tribe.

For example, their patron saint was created by them personally - through sacrifices, prayers, and crazy beliefs for an unknown period of time, a god named Sekra was created.

Sekra looks like a huge crazy shark, and since it was created, it has endless hunger.

In order to quell Sekra's hunger, the Shahua tribe that believes in Sekra will hold sacrificial ceremonies regularly to pray for this crazy god to calm down.

"Sekra, endless hunger. This is quite consistent." Wudi smiled slightly.

With a flash of light, the huge black dragon's true body appeared in the sky above the sea, and the portal appeared. The next moment, the black dragon disappeared.

The seeds have been sown. As a sower, you only need to wait patiently for a while.

"Kill!"

"Cut off their heads for me!"

"Roar!"

In the eastern part of the continent, a place called the Blood Battle Plain by the Crimson Nest and the human camp, millions of monsters launched a charge.

On the opposite side, the human army, the orc army, the dwarf army, and some scattered soldiers formed by adventurers also launched a charge amid the deafening drums.

Arrows rained down like rain, piercing the bodies of low-level monsters.

Fighting spirit, blood, pure power, the warriors of the human camp raised their giant swords and knives, slaughtering low-level monsters like cutting melons and vegetables.

Above the battlefield, 100,000 meters above the sky, the legendary green dragon Cleville and the bronze dragon knight Dionbeyer were fighting.

Dragon breath, dragon roar, power, and spells were passionately bombarded.

The terrifying vibration and destructive force tore apart countless white clouds, and several legendary powers vented in the sky, even suppressing the fighting sounds of the army below.

One hour later.

At least 200,000 to 300,000 of the million monsters on the battlefield were slaughtered.

The human camp was still excited, shouting and killing.

The red dragon Carolina, who had transformed into a dragon man, stood behind the monster army, sneered at this scene, and ordered the red-scaled dragon man's followers around him,

"Let the Black Wing Legion attack."

"Yes, sir." The red-scaled dragon man responded respectfully, waved the wide wings behind him, and flew to the back.

Finally, he landed in a simple camp, and the dragon wings were put away.

"Commander Mondo of the Blackwing Legion, come out quickly to receive the order!"

Amid the shouts of the red-scaled dragon, the sound of footsteps shook from the central camp, and a dark green giant with a height of nine meters bent over and walked out of the camp, staring with yellow-green eyes that were bigger than a bathtub.

"Who is calling Mondo?" The dark green giant said in a muffled voice. It was the leader of the bone-crushing trolls - Mondo.

The red-scaled dragon couldn't help but take a few more glances at this exaggerated big man, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

What a strong physique, such huge muscles.

"Commander Mondo, Lady Carolina asked you to enter the battlefield." The red-scaled dragon said politely.

Although this troll in front of him with an exaggerated degree of mutation was only level 15, just entering the master level, his terrifying body size and the troll's abnormal recovery ability made him extremely difficult and powerful.

Anyway, it was level 16, and there was no guarantee that it could defeat this troll leader.

"War? Mondo knows."

The dark green troll lowered his head and glanced at the red-scaled dragonman, then looked up at the sky, opened his bloody mouth, and roared,

"Cubs, come out to fight!"

The thunderous roar made the eardrums of the red-scaled dragonman in front of him numb, and he became a little more afraid of the troll leader under the command of Lady Carolina.

Mundo ignored the powerful red-scaled dragonman, called on the black-winged army that had quickly assembled, and directly acted as a vanguard, striding forward to the battlefield.

According to the order, the more than 30,000 black-winged army only dispatched 10,000 monster warriors this time.

However, it was the addition of these 10,000 black-winged warriors that quickly stabilized the monster army that had collapsed.

On the battlefield, the nine-meter-tall dark green troll strode forward, and behind the troll, followed a group of five or six-meter-tall trolls of different species, and further behind, there were two or three-meter-tall goblins, big goblins, dog-headed men, bugbears, and jackals. Each of them was at least level five, and some monsters even reached advanced levels.

Of the more than 30,000 Black Wing Warriors that were traded, except for Mondo as the leader, all the others were mid-level. The reason why many high-level monsters are born now is because the fierce war environment and the sufficient blood and flesh have stimulated their potential, thus breaking through to the high level.

No matter what the situation, killing, the crisis of life and death, is one of the best ways to promote the growth of life's potential.

"Roar!"

Mundo swept the seven or eight-meter-long super-giant special mace in his hand, and a group of human warriors in front of him, along with the armor they were wearing, merged into a meat pie.

After a few blows, iron-clad meat and blood cakes appeared all around. This frightened the soldiers standing in front of Mondo, and they ran away frantically, causing a small-scale local rout.

The movement here quickly attracted strong men from the human camp.

A human master-level strongman rushed over with a giant sword, trying to stop the massacre of the dark green giant.

"Stop it, your opponent is me!" The human master-level expert roared, the light on the giant sword flashed, and the surging fighting spirit instantly condensed into a fighting spirit cutting light of more than ten meters, and slashed down.

Mundo stopped slaughtering the human warriors, turned around and grinned ferociously. He did not dodge the attacking vindictive light, and directly smashed it with his super mace.

As a last resort, this strong human being had no choice but to stop slashing with fighting spirit and dodge the attack of the mace first.

The mace missed and hit the ground, creating a huge crater.

When the smoke and dust were everywhere, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the strong human master, and he quickly approached, slashing Mondo's neck with the giant sword in his hand. The moment the weapon touched flesh and blood, the strong human being felt happy.

Got it!

As long as the troll's head is cut off, the troll will not die, but it will be unconscious while its head is growing back. Taking advantage of this period, it can completely consume the opponent's energy and die after losing its ability to recover.

Aside from fire and vitriol, this is the most common method of killing trolls.

Clang~!

In the stunned gaze of this human master, the giant sword was stuck in the thick muscle neck.

Pieces of pitch-black dragon scales quietly appeared on Mundo's neck. It was these dragon scales that suddenly appeared that hindered the slashing of the giant sword.

The strong human's face changed slightly, and he wanted to twitch the giant sword, but Mondo's muscles tensed up, bursting out with terrifying power, making the giant sword unable to move at all.

In terms of strength comparison, Mundo at this moment is comparable to subspecies giants of the same level. And giants, even sub-giants, are the representative race of hegemony.

At the same level, except for the red dragon and the blue dragon, the other five-color dragons are not as good as the six true giants such as the storm giant in terms of pure power.

The dragon is called a perfect creature, which means that it has basically no shortcomings in all aspects and can fly in the sky and into the sea.

The true giants were unable to fly before the legend. When they reached the legend, they were not good at flying either. Their flying speed was very slow, and they did not have the terrifying dragon's breath, nor the powerful dragon's power to suppress them.

In this case, the true giant can fight against the dragon, relying on the pure brute force.

The use of pure brute force requires a terrifying body to carry the terrifying brute force, so the giant's body is often very powerful, powerful enough to resist the dragon's breath without dying.

Realizing that the weapon could not be drawn out, the human master-level expert immediately made the best choice, gave up the weapon, and fled backwards.

Without weapons, there is still a fight.

However, just as the human master-level powerhouse escaped a few steps, a huge fist with a layer of blood on the surface hit him directly at a terrifying speed.

The fighting spirit of the bodyguard was directly exploded, followed by an explosion of bones and flesh, and this human master-level powerhouse died directly under the giant fist.

Mundo retracted his fist and snorted disdainfully.

He strode forward, lifted up the human master's corpse, which was as bloody as mud, and threw it directly into the bloody mouth to swallow it.

The master-level human body contains a lot of energy. Although it is not as good as the huge top monsters, it is also the best food for Mundo.

After killing and eating the blocker, Mundo continued his charge.

However, it is not without brains. It knows that if it kills a master-level strongman, it will definitely be targeted by the human camp. Therefore, Mondo moves towards a top sub-dragon in the Crimson Nest camp while fighting.

The Yalong covered in yellow scales noticed Mundo approaching. Seeing that he was on his side, he didn't care and continued to trample and kill humans, orcs, and dwarves. His powerful strength was undoubtedly revealed.

With the addition of 10,000 black-winged monster legions, the direction of the war gradually changed. The monster side began to recover from a disadvantage and gradually gained a slight upper hand.

An hour later, with the sound of horns from both camps, the war came to a temporary end.

During the truce.

As the commander of this war, Carolina naturally wanted to count the number of monster deaths.

"Nearly 300,000 low-level monsters died, about 1,100 intermediate-level monsters died, 35 high-level monsters died, and one master-level monster died."

The red-scaled dragon people reported the casualty data of this war.

Carolina frowned slightly, "Who is the dead master monster?"

"It's the earth dragon 'Plas'." The red-scaled dragon man said.

When she heard that it was actually a powerful dragon, Carolina's original joy for this small victory in the war suddenly disappeared.

No matter how many low-level monsters die, Crimson Nest doesn't care.

As long as the casualties of mid-level and high-level monsters are not too many, the Crimson Nest can withstand it.

But the death of every master-level and top-level monster is a big loss to the Crimson Nest.

In a war where legends cannot end, every master is particularly important.

At this time, the Black Wing Legion was staying in the camp.

The brazier was raised, and the black-winged monster warriors cheered and ate barbecue.

These barbecued meats are naturally the corpses of monsters and humans who died in the daytime war.

In the center of the camp, a nine-meter-tall dark green troll hummed a little song from the Monster City and turned his mace over the bonfire.

On the mace, there was a ferocious dragon head several meters long - it was the top-level earth dragon that fought side by side with Mondo.

When it was almost roasted, Mondo brought the mace close and bit off a large piece of dragon head meat with his bloody mouth.

After chewing it for a few times, the meat of the earth dragon was very full and chewy.

Mondo ate it with great pleasure.

In the end, because the meat of his earth dragon companion was too much, Mondo generously shared it with other black-winged monster warriors.

"Commander Mondo, I remember this is Lord Plas." A big goblin scratched his head and asked.

"Uh, it seems so?" Mondo, who was working hard, said a little confusedly. To be honest, he really didn't remember the name of this earth dragon.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, he will definitely not forget the other party in a short time.

The meat is so delicious, and the companion who also resisted the enemy's attack for it will at least make Mondo remember it for several years.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a year passed.

In the pitch-black square of Blackwing Lair, Black Castle, the dragon roars continued.

More than 300 dragons of various colors gathered in the pitch-black square that had expanded several times, and fought ranking battles on huge arenas.

Fighting two by two, the dragon that won the battle stepped down, and the dragon vein warlock recovered his injuries and waited for the next game.

The losing dragon walked dejectedly to the other side - the loser's platform.

"Damn, these new guys are too strong, this is unfair, they are much older than us." Green dragon Kevin was a little indignant.

Beside Kevin were his second brother Geller and his fifth sister Yulia.

As for the third brother Sayid, following Kevin's line of sight, in the opposite winner group, a strong green dragon with a body length of more than eight meters was chatting and laughing with two 'golden dragons' and 'red dragons' that were not inferior to it in size.

"Sayid, the traitor!" Kevin gritted his teeth and growled.

In the distance, the green dragon Sayid noticed the jealous gaze from his eldest brother and snorted.

Sayid was very disdainful of his brothers and sisters.

A scumbag dragon that did not obtain the blood of the black dragon king was not worthy of its attention as it was destined to become the green dragon king.

Retracting his gaze, Sayid continued to talk about his fighting methods with his friends, a 'golden dragon' and a 'red dragon'.

The scene was very strange.

The cunning and suspicious green dragon, the arrogant and conceited red dragon, and the kind and arrogant golden dragon could actually talk together.

It was incredible.

And this was not just an isolated case.

On the huge black square, there are dozens of dragon groups like Sayid. The golden dragon and the white dragon are arm in arm, the red dragon and the bronze dragon are quarreling, and the black dragon and the brass dragon are telling each other their ideals.

In a corner of the square, Kevin and several other green dragons are huddled together, and a dozen white dragons are huddled together in the distance. Instead, they seem a bit different and out of place.

The reason.

Because they are all real dragons.

And they are real dragons that cannot suppress and control their nature and have not obtained the blood of the void.