At the beginning of the war, it had requested to stay behind in the Erald Ring.
The four Divine Chosen Guards under the Thorn Throne had vastly different personalities, with Sandarion being hopelessly stupid and therefore the first to die on the battlefield.
The Elental Giant Bear, Ostanka, was a brainless brute, much like its birthplace, Kislev. Although it had adapted to the forest environnt, the twisted shadows hadn’t changed its impulsive and straightforward nature. It had no ambition and only wanted to cling to the Green Dragon’s leg, eat happily, and not worry about food.
Ideally, when the Green Dragon hibernated, it could also hibernate with its master in the enclosed palace.
This made both Skaros and Gael Regon full of disdain for it.
It was precisely because of this brainless brute that Gael Regon and Skaros dared not show a hint of complaint towards the Green Dragon.
Otherwise, the three enormous creatures would surely have an earth-shaking fight over desires for power and status.
But for this reason, the Deceitful Wings, Irelia, most trusted this brute bear, leaving it to guard the most important Dragon’s Nest.
The Green Dragon was also well aware that Skaros’s ambition might lead to the Dragon’s Nest being looted before the frontline battle was even over.
Then this Chaos Monster would seize the chance to escape with a large amount of dragon treasure, disappearing into the Gray Mountain Range or over the forest to the distant other side of the Hesse mountains.
There, it was the domain of Ogres, Green Skins, and Chaos Dwarves, where even the Green Dragon couldn’t fare well.
The Malicious Foliage, Gael Regon, was the most brooding, harboring hateful malice against every living creature, treating all life with equal disdain.
Sotis, the way it looked at the Green Dragon could even send chills down the spine of Skaros, a cruel and chaotic monster.
It was a kind of insane and greedy extre evil, and if given the opportunity, it would certainly use vine chains as thick as chains to tie up the Green Dragon and drain the strongest creature of its blood and vitality.
Therefore, the Green Dragon absolutely forbade Gael Regon from approaching while it was sleeping, banishing it deep within the forest.
Only when war broke out would it be summoned back.
But even the most foolish Gnolls under the Erald Ring’s palace were discussing when Gael Regon would revolt.
There were always rumors that this Malicious Tree Demon was preparing so evil ritual deep in the forest, and its preparation for rebellion was already an open secret there. All that was left was a matter of ti.
The monsters were all waiting for these two colossal creatures to decide the victor, for eventually, one would defeat the other completely, banishing it from their territory, to so other remote and desolate domain.
If Malicious Foliage Gael Regon was the silent conspirator, then Chaos Monster Chira Skaros was a mad ambitionist.
Its greed was undisguised, coveting the Green Dragon’s imnse wealth, while also desiring to shred the slender Green Dragon.
From a dragon’s aesthetic perspective, Irelia’s slender silhouette, jagged spurs, and shiny scales were simply that of a sexy beauty dragon.
Skaros, being a Flying Monster, could easily sneak away while the Green Dragon was asleep.
But it wanted both to imprison this Green Dragon and to seize the astounding wealth in the Dragon’s Nest, so it bided its ti.
Facing the wrath of the giant dragon, it flattered with deliberate humility: "Of course, Sandarion the fool’s wisdom cannot compare to my noble master. Its defeat doesn’t affect our legion’s montum for victory. rely a few thousand monsters — as long as the forest remains, soon there will be others approaching to hunt, replenishing our losses."
"I believe with your wisdom, master, with just a little strategy, we can easily defeat these vile insects."
Skaros’s flattery sowhat pleased the proud dragon, and it lifted its chin, casting a golden glance at Skaros, saying with authority, "You, a lowly servant, actually have so insight. That’s right, I already have a plan to defeat these humans."
"The Centaur Tribe is in turmoil and urgently needs to crush the enemy to vent their internal rage and satisfy their desire for killing."
"You will take them and imdiately raid the human camp again."
A trace of panic flashed in Skaros’s cruel eyes, and it hurriedly asked, "We are leaving now? Sandarion just died on the battlefield, and we haven’t figured out the enemy’s real strength. Isn’t it too risky to attack so recklessly?"
Though the monsters pretended to disdain the humans’ strength.
In fact, Sandarion’s death greatly intimidated them.
That was a powerful Divine Chosen Level Two-legged Flying Dragon King! They could look down upon its intelligence, but definitely not ignore its strength.
Skaros had fought against this stupid-headed monster more than once, and their battles were earth-shattering, destroying vast swathes of forest and even smashing one hill after another.
After they rampaged through, the battlefield was left in utter ruin, fallen trees and shattered rocks covered the ground, and even the earth sunk into a basin.
Yet such a formidable adversary was slaughtered by humans in just one day and night!
Skaros initially thought Sandarion was simply too stupid, leading to complete annihilation, while humans were just a bunch of weak and lucky bugs.
But when it really had to lead the troops to fight these humans, their image in its mind flipped instantly! From weak and tiny bugs, they suddenly beca terrifying darkness, casting huge shadows as frightening monsters!
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