Without any nonsense, O'Neill directly started to assign tasks.
"Jacques, you lead the No. 1 squadron and are in charge of the No. 1 area."
"Luda, you lead No. 2 Squadron..."
"..."
"Jose, you take the slaves in charge of area 13."
Jose suspects that he heard it wrong. Area 13 is no smaller than other areas. Other teams have at least fifty people, but his own team has only two members. Not to mention what to do when encountering enemies, the workload is one big problem.
"Master O'Neill, is it just the two of us?"
"What? Do you have an opinion?!" O'Neill gave Jose a sideways look with a bad look.
It's your honor to be my punching bag, how dare you have any opinions? !
Jose was annoyed in his heart, and he understood that the pressure was too great and Wolfe's relationship made the Black Dragon use himself as a punching bag.
Under the pressure of Long Wei, he continued: "But, what if the enemy is hiding in the No. 13 area, what should we do if we can't find them in time due to lack of manpower?!"
Heilong frowned when he heard the words, he had to admit that what Jose said was a little bit reasonable, if something really happened, he couldn't bear it if the mistress blamed him, there was no need to take such a big risk because of venting his anger.
But the words had already been spoken, and now that he had withdrawn his face, he thought about where to put it, and he had an idea in his mind.
"What you said is also reasonable. Everything is for His Majesty the mistress. I think it's better to be like this. Let him join if you see who is willing to follow you."
If everyone avoids the plague and stays away from the two dragons, as long as their IQ is on the line, they can see that the black dragon is deliberately making things difficult for Jose. Naturally, no one wants to touch this bad luck.
Except for one dragon, that is the white dragon whose IQ is not above the line—Cassie, he still hasn't figured out why everyone is so far away from him.
Naturally, O'Neill would not compete with a fool, with a sarcasm on his face: "Oh, just one person who is willing to join your team, that's not okay, how about it, in order not to affect the mission, you can choose the elite fortresses outside, how about it?"
Jose was expressionless.
The elite outside? !
Without any training, skinny and skinny, do you call this elite? !
"Master O'Neill, you are so generous, selfless, and wise. My stupid brother, please thank Mr. O'Neill for your kindness."
Hearing Baron's sarcasm, Jose laughed instead.
"That's right, Master O'Neill is really too generous, too selfless, and too wise. My dear brother, your wisdom is only a little bit worse than yours."
"I'm glad you realize that."
"All right! All right!"
O'Neill interrupted the two dragons impatiently: "Since there is no problem, then hurry up and perform the task."
After the meeting was over, José came out of the cave and flew into the sky, above the shack to look down at the monsters below.
Most of the monsters living in the shack were emaciated due to malnutrition. The hair of the wolf man was stuck in clusters by mud and sweat. The scales on the kobolds were so dirty that they could not see their original color. Rolling in the mud, they are the residents of Greystone Fortress, and they are also the cannon fodder of the Black Dragon.
Regardless of the dirty refugee appearance of the cannon fodder, once they become large-scale, they are not weak in combat effectiveness. Ants kill elephants, not to mention monsters that penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
Jose took a deep breath, and shouted to the monsters looking up below: "You lowly servants! By the order of Lord O'Neill! You have been conscripted! One adult male from each family! Take your weapons and gather at the gate of the city !"
In Greystone Fortress, O'Neill's fierce reputation can stop a child from crying at night, and his deterrent power is naturally that of a heifer standing on his head.
One after another, monsters came out of the shack with "weapons" such as sticks and dung forks, and there were nearly a thousand people.
In the cave, O'Neill saw this mighty scene through monitoring magic, and felt that he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot. He hammered the table in displeasure, and the parchment on the table jumped half a meter high.
"Wolf is right! This little brat is really annoying!"
In this way, under the envious eyes of other teams, Sanlong held his head high and set off with nearly a thousand people.
After marching for more than two hours, the team came to area 13 and saw the cave where they and others had barbecued in the distance.
"Everyone! Turn over these mountains for me!"
Many monsters dispersed, and the three dragons stopped in place.
Bai Long suggested: "There...there are so many...people, why don't we go to the cave to rest...let's rest."
"Forget it, don't give O'Neill any excuses."
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In the cave, the guardian of the altar found the passing red dragon.
"The red dragon is back!"
"Calm down, my friend, maybe this time we have a chance to take revenge," the thief said with a gloomy expression, and glanced at a lump not far away.
Seeing the chief culprit who caused him to suffer, the always taciturn pastor burst into flames: "Everyone, be patient for a while, as soon as noon arrives in two days, I will immediately activate the altar, and everyone will be able to take revenge."
Hearing this, the strong muscular warrior touched the cold blade of the double-edged giant axe, and gritted his teeth: "At that time, I will tear the head of the damn dragon to pieces to vent my hatred!"
"No! Eight yuan is enough! At least sixteen yuan!"
"No! Start at thirty-two yuan!"
"No! No one is allowed to kill him!" Captain Oluke, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes: "Catch him alive!"
Everyone was stunned.
"That's right! Catch it alive! A young red dragon can be exchanged for a viscount title!"
"Before you sell it, you must torture him well."
"Hang up and fight!"
"Soak him in the cesspit, and let him taste it too!" The female warrior showed a satisfied look on her face, as if she had seen the scene where the enemy was dizzy from the stench and begged for mercy.
"..."
While everyone was discussing how to torture their enemies, the red-haired mage Oluke didn't say a word.
He's not a brawny jerk, or a preacher brainwashed by doctrine.
He was a spellcaster, a learned spellcaster, and of noble birth.
At first, when he saw the red dragon roasting meat with dragon's breath, he felt that something was wrong with the red dragon. Later, when he saw the red dragon distribute the meat to the lowly kobolds, he became more and more suspicious.
After thinking about it all night, he recalled an unpopular book he read in the family library when he was an apprentice—"Analysis of Abnormal Behavior of Dragons".
There is such a record in the book:
Dragons are one of the most successful races in the multiverse. They have the inheritance of dragons, and they are born with knowledge. Each dragon has a unique way of behaving in the world. If a dragon seriously deviates from the inherent behavior of the race, then requires attention.
There are many reasons why dragons deviate from their nature, two of which require high vigilance.
The first is that an evil existence invades the body of the dragon family through a special secret method, but uses external force to occupy the body of the dragon family, without a real name, and cannot obtain the inheritance of the dragon.
The second situation is even more rare, that is, the natural dragon abnormal body, the dragon abnormal body often has a certain special ability, the ability is strange and different, but they all have one common feature - the growth rate and strength far exceed Common dragons.
Under normal circumstances, as long as dragon anomalies don't die young, they can often grow into the strongest in the multiverse.
The appearance of abnormal dragons is irregular, and there are related cases in various dragon species, but the five-color dragons appear most frequently.
According to the information given by a dragon clan leader who did not want to be named, nearly half of the five-color dragon rebellion that attracted the god of dragons—Tiamat to personally kill them in the past ten thousand years were abnormal dragons.
"Dragon anomaly..." Faye Oluk muttered to himself.
He decided to keep it for himself after catching the red dragon. Although the probability of the abnormal body is very small, if he encounters it, even if it is not, then there will be an extra cool mount. If it is well trained, the family will have another capable horse A guardian who has lived for two thousand years.
(end of this chapter)