Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: 110 Salmon Night Raid (Tenth Update)_1

Translator: 549690339

Soaring Dragon Legion.

As usual, Otto was lying on the specially made giant blanket.

Because of the spikes growing on his body, this blanket, which had been woven by the Corrupted Elves for several days, was already full of scars.

He had just woken up from a short sleep, and a perfectly preserved blue-headed Chimera would be his dinner tonight.

He had always avoided using his devouring ability in battle, especially on things he had never eaten before.

Because this might make his spirit tired and fall into a deep sleep.

Just a blue-headed Chimera, which only gave him a new breath weapon, the Lightning Breath.

However, the Lightning Breath could be combined with the Flame Breath to create a new breath weapon, which the Light Ball Boss named Thunderflame Breath.

After a simple test, Otto found it to be a powerful breath mixed with flames and thunderstorms, causing astonishing damage.

In the future, it should replace the Flame Breath as his primary means of attack.

Sofia, who had recently returned, was squatting on a luxurious chair with a pout, holding her knees in both hands.

Obviously, she had helped Moray with his problem, but she wasn’t in a good mood right now.

The reason was simple: when the blue-headed Chimeras attacked the Soaring Dragon Legion and Otto needed her, she wasn’t by his side!

Annoyed, she vented her anger on an innocent Moray by throwing the Soul Eater Wand into the magical vortex and turning it for a long time before feeling a little better.

Now Moray was enduring dizziness and teaching some Kobold Sorcerers.

For those poor Kobolds, their magic teacher seemed to be particularly strict today.

Helplessly glancing at Sofia, Otto turned his attention to the Hawkman in front of him.

These Birdmen had lived in the eastern part of Nolan Forest before joining the Soaring Dragon Legion, where the surroundings were filled with relatively weak monster Clans.

Apart from them, the Murlocs with a certain scale and combat effectiveness were the only ones who couldn’t leave the seaside too far.

These Murlocs also joined the Soaring Dragon Legion, but due to their special physique, they still guarded the shore of the Gale Sea Area.

Generally, the Hawkmen have the upper body of a human female and the lower body and claws of a vulture. Their arms are replaced by brown or black wings, their faces are ugly, and their personality is greedy.

Compared to gold and silver treasures, they prefer smelly bones and fat meat.

Because their tribe consists only of females, some people call them Harpies.

At the same time, because there are only females in the tribe, they need to reproduce by capturing males of other races.

Once they give birth, these male creatures who have lost their use are slaughtered for food.

However, they don’t need to do this now, because there are plenty of thirsty male monsters in the Soaring Dragon Legion.

Not long ago, Otto had asked to turn the Birdmen into scouts, and Saru had quickly implemented it.

Now, this Hawkman acts as a messenger to report Gaz’s frontline actions to Otto.

After the Birdman left, Otto asked Saru: “Gaz seems to want to cooperate with the Bearmen of Salmon Village for an inside and outside job, do you think it’s feasible?”

Saru nodded: “If the situation inside the Thunder Legion is really as he said, it’s worth a try.”

Otto chuckled: “If he can send a big gift to the Thunder Legion on my behalf, I won’t be stingy with my rewards…”

The old Lizardman didn’t say anything. He knew very well what Otto’s reward meant.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, in terms of combat, the Goblin was indeed more professional than himself.As time progressed into the deep night.

At this time, almost all the monsters in Salmon Village had entered their dreams, except for a few who enjoyed staying awake at night. Only the Bearmen remained awake.

Moreover, those few who didn’t go to sleep properly had already been discreetly dealt with by the Bearmen.

In addition to that, he had also, according to the requirements on the beast skin, eliminated the Orcs who were on guard duty at the entrance of the village.

At Doke’s request, all the strong and mature Bearmen gathered around him.

As for the elderly, weak females, and cubs of the clan, they had just been sent to the river outside Salmon Village.

Now, they were at the southern entrance of the village, and if the beast skin was correct, Salmon Village would soon become lively.

He would choose whether to continue doing what the other party requested based on the actual situation.

If the other party has limited strength and fails to gain an advantage…

Then he was sorry, but Doke would lead the Bearmen and the mixed monsters of the Thunder Legion to tear the invading enemies apart.

During the long wait, a Bearman next to Doke rubbed his claws and said impatiently, “Boss, will those guys really do anything? They won’t make us stand here all night for nothing, right?”

Another Bearman echoed, “That’s right, we have to go fishing in the river tomorrow, and my little brother is already hungry all day today!”

“Enough chattering!”

Doke glared at both Bearmen, and the surroundings immediately quieted down.

However, the wait was indeed too long, it was almost dawn, were those guys going to wait until daybreak before making a move?

If the other party was really so stupid, he wouldn’t be involved with them.

Meanwhile, at a distance from Salmon Village, some yawning Orcs were standing around.

Ordinarily, monsters did not have the habit of arranging guards outside the village, especially at night.

However, after all, tens of thousands of Soaring Dragon Legion monsters were stationed not far away, and all the monsters in Salmon Village were currently under the command of a powerful Minotaur.

At the request of this Minotaur, a certain number of guards had to be set up near Salmon Village at all times.

Naturally, ordinary monsters were not willing to do this, so the guard duty was simply randomly drawn every day. These Orcs were the unlucky ones today.

Watchtowers were even more non-existent. Aside from the core territories of the Thunder Legion deep in the Northland, most ordinary monsters just muddled through.

Some Orcs were even napping with their backs against tree trunks, paying no attention to their duties. Naturally, they did not notice that several shadows had slowly approached them.

Goblin Gaz led the team personally, taking several goblin confidants and Werewolves he brought from Black Gold City, and keeping a low profile, they approached these Orcs.

Also, several capable Hawkmen were on standby.

He slowly drew a simple-looking longsword from his back, which was none other than the Giant Slayer Longsword produced by the Red Dragon Treasury.

It was Sofia’s reward to him two years ago.

He and Link had ridden Wargs and Dire wolves, risking their lives to cross the Thunder Legion’s territory, and brought back various spice seeds from Black Gold City.

But in Gaz’s opinion, what truly pleased Sofia was the exquisite large vanity mirror he had purchased on his own initiative.

Although it was just a longsword, for a goblin of Gaz’s size, this longsword was a heavy two-handed weapon.

In the darkness, Gaz mimicked a sharp insect chirp as a signal.

Almost at the same time, the Orcs serving as guards were pierced by various weapons through their vital points..