It was the terrifying prestige that the giant dragon was born with.
It was like a sharp blade that pierced through the battlefield, causing all the enemy monsters to fall into panic and horror.
Chris seized the moment Ambert was stunned and grinned, revealing his fangs.
He grabbed the axe with both hands and aimed at Ambert's neck.
"Go to hell!"
Puchi!
"Ah!"
Hot blood gushed out from Ambert's neck.
A huge head flew into the air with a trail of fresh blood.
"Your leader is already dead! Give up your meaningless struggle and kneel down to submit to the dragon!”
Chris grabbed Ambert's head and raised it above his head, allowing all the Bear Gnomes present to see it clearly.
" Leader Ambert is dead?!"
"It's over, it's over. Our tribe is doomed.”
"Why…why are there really dragons?”
"Surrender, there's no point.”
The Bear Gnomes knelt on the ground one after another, and the weapons in their hands were casually thrown to the side.
Chris did not order the gnolls to kill them all. He only confiscated their weapons and surrounded them.
Currently, the Westshepherd clan was lacking in combat power.
Even if the Bear Gnomes were enemies before, they had to absorb this new blood for the Westshepherd clan now.
In any case, the Bear Gnome leader, Ambert, who had insulted His Majesty, was already dead.
Bang ~~
When the battle on the ground ended, the red dragon landed on the ground with its four feet. Under its right claw was a giant eagle.
This eagle was the leader of the forest eagles, Damar.
It was easy to recognize the leader of the monsters.
Generally speaking, a leader would have a larger body, which was obviously different from other monsters.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. It's your existence that has given the Shattered Bone Tribe the courage to win every battle, thus defeating this bastard who dares to blaspheme the dignity of the dragons.”
Chris quickly jumped down from the mount wolf and ran to Ximu with the iron axe on his back.
He knelt on the ground and raised Ambert's head high with both hands.
If you dare to insult and blaspheme a dragon, even if I wanted to keep you alive, you must die.
"Well done, Chris. I've seen the warriors of the Shattered Bone Tribe, and they didn't disappoint me.”
Xi Mu looked at Chris with satisfaction.
This wild dog's strength was not bad.
At the very least, the gnolls had the upper hand in the battle against the bear gnome tribe.
Just as Chris had said, if it weren't for the help of the Giant Forest Eagles, the Bear Goblins might have been captured by them long ago.
It definitely wouldn't take that long.
"Your Majesty, the Torkafa Mountain Range is now completely under your control.”
Now, there were only a few scattered monsters left in the Torkafa Mountain Range. He just needed to spend some effort to gather them and enslave them.
Therefore, Chris was right.
"Lowly Mixed Hair Bird, listen to my loyal wild dog Chris. Are you resisting the will of the dragon?”
After praising Chris, Ximu turned his attention to Damar, who was under his claws.
The current Damar was no longer as high-spirited as before.
Many of the feathers on his body had fallen off, revealing patches of bald skin.
Damar, who had a wingspan of nearly eight meters, was like an ant in front of the dragon, trembling in fear.
"No…no, great dragon, I have no intention of resisting the will of the dragon. Everything that happened before was an accident!”
Damar replied in horror.
If he had known beforehand that Chris was really a follower of the dragon, why would he have cooperated with the Bear Gnome Tribe?
They had long joined the dragons.
He was not a fool.
"Accident? I don't think this is an accident."
Bang!
Sand and stones flew everywhere!
A sharp claw shot out from one of Ximu's fingers and stabbed Damar in front of his eyes.
Looking at the Soul Blade that was so close to him that it could take his life at any moment, Damar's entire body trembled as if his soul was dissipating.
Seeing that Damar had been pressured enough, Ximu let go of his claws.
He did not want to kill Damar.
To be able to become the leader of the forest eagles, Damar had sufficient aptitude and wisdom.
If he killed it, it would be a little troublesome to find another leader of the forest eagles.
She might as well stay and give him a chance.
"I need a pair of eyes that can help me monitor the Torkafa Mountain Range. Do you understand what I mean? Eagle cub."
Ximu sat on the ground and looked down at Damar.
"I understand! I understand everything! Great Red Dragon! I, Damar, am willing to offer my most loyal soul to you. Everything that the Torkafa Mountain Range thinks cannot escape your intelligent eyes!”
Damar's mind worked quickly.
After hearing what Xi Mu said, he immediately swore an oath to follow him.
Actually, there was no need for Xi Mu to hint. He was prepared to surrender himself later.
Becoming a dragon's lackey was such a great honor.
It was something that ordinary monsters could not even dream of.
This was what most of the monsters thought.
"It's best if that's the case. Tell me your name, Eaglet.”
Damar's body was like a young eagle in front of Ximu.
"Your Majesty, my name is Damar. It's an insignificant name that is not worthy of being remembered by the dragons.”
Damar replied humbly.
"Chris."
"I'm here! Your Majesty!"
"I'll leave the battlefield to you. Roar!!!”
After instructing Chris, Ximu flew away from the land.
It was time for him to return to the nest to check on Sylvia.
Chris could finally stand up as he watched Westshepherd gradually disappear into the horizon.
"Bear Gnomes, the reason why you can survive is a gift from His Majesty. Do you understand?”
Chris's ferocious eyes looked around at all the Bear Gnomes present, as well as some of the monsters enslaved by the Bear Gnomes.
Having lost their leader, the Bear Gnomes did not dare to look Chris in the eye and lowered their heads.
Immediately after, the dead Bear Gnomes were eaten by the gnolls on the spot to replenish their strength.
Bone marrow was the gnolls 'favorite food.
The bodies of his companions were buried and prayed for their dead companions.
"Can you still fly? Damar."
In the future, they would be comrades who fought side by side.
Even though Damar had led the forest eagles to kill many of Chris 'gnolls.
Chris didn't hold grudges now.
The past was the past. This was what the monsters thought.
"We can still fly. Chief Chris, your Shattered Bone Tribe is very powerful.”
Damar started to get close.
" This is all thanks to His Majesty's nurturing. Let me remind you, Damar. There's still Matriarch Sylvia in the nest. She's a human, and you have to put down your attitude when you see her.”
Monsters hated and looked down on humans.
Chris felt the need to remind Damar.
Otherwise, if Damar thought that Mother Sylvia was a trophy and mocked or even hurt her, it would be a great injustice if he was killed by His Majesty.
"Matriarch Sylvia? Humans?"
Damar's mind was filled with question marks.
Didn't dragons like to eat humans with soft skin and tender meat the most?
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