"What's going on?" At this moment, the giant dragon in the valley behind began to feel that something was wrong. Of course, they also looked at Gastherland at the gate of their valley. There was only one dragon from beginning to end, and they were still guarding against possible attacks from other sides of the southern clan, or sneak attacks and the like.

Yes, it is obvious that Gastherland could not have come by a dragon. Since he dared to come, he should have some support, and it must be the southern clan. In other words, the dragon from the southern clan should have arrived, so if they don't show up now, they still send Gastherland to attract their attention, definitely because they want to sneak attack or something.

They sent six dragons here to go to the front. This is already too much face for Gastherland, and it is mainly to prevent the southern clan from attacking from the front again, just in case. But they haven't found any traces of the dragon from the southern clan, and suddenly something is wrong.

Following the wind, they could already smell the strong smell of blood coming from the front. The sense of smell of the Dragon Clan is already quite keen, not to mention such a strong smell of blood. But the problem is that the smell of the dragon's blood is not Gastherland's, but the breath of the blood of the dragons of their own clan. What's the situation? Six to one, all injured by someone like Gastherland?

"It's not right, go and have a look." Lakhlisna, the patriarch of the northern clan, said at this time. There was obviously something wrong with Gastherland coming alone, which had aroused her vigilance. She now felt that the giant dragons of the southern clan used some ancient dragon spells like invisibility that she didn't know to sneak attack the dragons in front of them, so she had to bring reinforcements immediately.

The giant dragon gates of the Northern Clan, who hadn't realized the danger, followed behind their patriarch at this time, preparing to go to the entrance of the valley, but before they arrived, a dragon in front of them rushed in with a "swoosh", and appeared directly at the entrance of the valley. In front of Lachrisna.

Lachrisna subconsciously prepared to attack, but found that her own dragon was rushing towards her. Looking at it in a panic, it seemed that it had seen something extremely terrifying. It was obviously running away. Hit her.

"Tigrate!" Lachlisna yelled directly, and at the same time, one paw directly pressed the fleeing dragon.

"Patriarch? Hurry up...run away...then...that thing is not human at all, definitely not human!" The giant dragon named Tigrat looked a little crazy, and shrank into Lachlisna's arms, While roaring crazily.

"What happened? Where is the enemy?" Till now, Lachlisna hadn't smelled any other dragons, but there was a burst of bloody smell coming from the front. "Where are the other dragons?"

"All... all dead, the enemy... the enemy..." Tigrat yelled like crazy, but before he could explain clearly, there was a sound like someone humming a song from behind. And the moment he heard this voice, Taigrat's entire dragon face was already surrounded by fear.

"One piece today, two pieces today, and a third piece today... Humming...humming..." Linton hummed happily at this time, walking all the way into the valley. He was indeed in a great mood, too good to be true.

I am really going to be arrogant, this is not a situation where I have a good time, but enough to eat for several years, so can I be in a bad mood? The only trouble now is that the interspatial ring may not be able to fit, it doesn't matter, there are a lot of interspatial rings on my wife's side, just go and get it in a while.

Although I haven't officially eaten it yet, but now I feel the satisfaction of being surrounded by delicious food. Linton can't wait to say, "Northern clan, well done."

In such a good mood, Linton even hummed a song. However, in such a situation, Gastherland, who was following Linton, felt chills all over his body, let alone the dragon of the northern clan on the opposite side.

"Human?" Seeing Linton walking into the valley, Lachrisna frowned directly. However, she reacted very quickly. On the one hand, it is true that she is older and has experienced more. On the other hand, the human body smelled of the blood of the giant dragon in their clan, and there were more than six different smells.

"Fix him." Lachlisna said directly to Angkos next to her. This is her right and left hand, and it is also the largest male dragon in the clan. It can be said that it is the number one thug. Feeling Linton's weirdness, Lachrisna directly asked Onkos to deal with this weird human being.

Angkos is also a dragon who doesn't talk too much. After receiving the order from Lachlisna, he opened his mouth to Linton and directly breathed out the dragon's breath.

The huge flame breath rushed straight in the direction of Linton, as expected of the top combat power of the northern clan. Gastherland, who was behind the dragon's breath, stopped quickly and didn't dare to get close at all, let alone head on.

Of course, the raging fire engulfed Linton in an instant. Logically speaking, it is impossible for human beings to survive after being hit by such a dragon's breath, and even holy people dare not eat it head-on. It's just that horrible things are still happening.

At this time, all the dragons heard the voice of Linton singing a minor tune from the flames ahead. The tone of voice has not changed, it is still so cheerful, but these dragons are not in a cheerful mood when listening to them.

Angkos was a little dazed and didn't understand what was going on, but of course he also knew that the other party was still alive. The next moment he tried again, the dragon's breath expanded further, and the terrifying flames burned even the ground and began to melt. However, the humming sound didn't disappear, and Angkos actually heard that he was getting closer and closer to him.

"This..." Before he could figure it out, a hand suddenly stretched out from the flames and directly rested on his upper jaw, which was breathing out fire. Then the other hand quickly reached out and rested on his chin. The next step was naturally to push up and down.

With a terrifying sound of "tearing", the entire head of the giant dragon Angkos and his neck were directly torn into two halves, and a large amount of dragon blood was sprayed out desperately, splashing on the side and already stunned On the bodies of several giant dragons.

"Seventh... oh, it's broken." Linton, the instigator, stopped humming at this moment, and looked at Angkos who was torn apart with some distress.

For the previous few dragons, Linton basically used the simplest method, that is, headshot with one punch. The purpose is naturally to leave more meaty parts. In Linton's view, the dragon's head must be unpalatable, so just remove it. But the dragon neck should be able to make a spicy dragon neck, so this one was torn, and it was a bit of a waste of food, so don't talk about it, try to remove the head as much as possible.

"Are you..." Lachrisna, who was the first to react, wanted to say something, but Linton ignored her at all, and punched a dragon next to him who hadn't reacted yet.

There was a muffled "bang", and the head was removed perfectly, and the headless dragon corpse fell to the ground in an instant.

Linton didn't intend to chat with them this time, and he wasn't in a hurry, but now he was just buying goods, so there was no need to chat with his own food.

"The eighth..." Linton continued to count himself, and turned to look at the dragon on the other side.

"Aw!" The one he was targeting was the only dragon that had just escaped from the front of the valley, Tigrat. Seeing Linton looking at him, he was so frightened that he screamed strangely, turned around and started running.

"Ninth..." However, Linton was unmoved at all, and pointed directly at the fleeing Tigrat, a golden light flashed, and the giant dragon Tigrat was shot through the forehead, and fell down dragging the ground by inertia .

"Aooooooow..." At this moment, a screaming dragon suddenly slapped Linton. It made strange noises naturally because he was afraid, and the ghost screamed as if it felt like it could cheer him up, but the actual situation is that Linton stood still and didn't move. The paw went down, as if it was hitting a nail. Normally, Linton directly penetrated the opponent's dragon claws.

"Uh... accidentally broke it again." Linton felt a little pity. It seemed that the opponent's attack had to be blocked a little bit, otherwise they would self-mutilate and eat less claws. "The tenth one."

While talking, Linton also shot instantly, raised his hand and punched another uppercut, and the next second the headless dragon corpse fell directly on him.

At this time, blood was flowing all over the ground, and the strong smell of dragon blood was everywhere. Even these giant dragons have never seen such a terrifying scene, even the giant dragon wars don't play like this.

No, this is not a war at all. There is no such thing as a one-sided war. The opponent just punches one at a time. Their attacks can't even make the opponent change the tune of the song.

All the dragons present at the moment didn't know what to do, and their minds went blank. Just after Linton counted to eleven, a dragon suddenly came to his senses.

Running, whatever this human-looking thing is, is definitely not something they can fight against. Now is not the time to figure out what this thing is, but the time to run for your life. At this time, who cares about the affairs of the southern clan and the northern clan, let's talk about escaping this hell alive first.

The remaining dragons turned around in unison, some spread their legs, some took off, and ran out in all directions. They didn't know where to run, anyway, let's talk about the demon first.

"Twelve..." However, Linton's counting was still so leisurely. He wasn't in a hurry at all, the reason was... the moment he descended, the auras of all the dragons in the valley had already been remembered by him.

Running or not running, the result is the same. The ending was already certain at the moment Linton arrived, and the weak had no way to change their own destiny.

"Thirteen..." Linton waved his hand, and the head of a fleeing giant dragon in the sky stuck into a portal. The portal closed in the next second, and the dragon's head fell directly beside Linton, while the body in the sky , Sprinkled rain of blood directly everywhere.