The funeral of the Dragon Mom was very simple, with a small open space, a temporary firewood rack, and a white dragon lord standing quietly beside him.

After a long silence, the White Dragon Lord raised the dragon's claws, and a flame spurted out from the dragon's claws, spraying onto the firewood stand under the corpse.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The firewood that had been watered with the ignition-enhancing agent burned at a moment, and the flames soared into the sky, and a large amount of black smoke came out. The heat emitted by the flames melted the snowflakes falling in the sky into water, and fell on the burning white dragon corpse.

The White Dragon Lord stood alone on the white snow with a dragon. The fire swayed and reflected on the White Dragon Lord, light and dark, like a dancing ghost.

The nights of early spring are very cold, and the cold wind blowing from the north is sobbing in the air, and heavy snow is flying with the wind.

The cold snowflakes fell on the body, and the White Dragon Lord burned the anger known as hatred in his heart. This anger could only be extinguished by the blood of the enemy.

"Balino, the Dragon Cult."

Under the dark night sky, beside the bright flames, the White Dragon Lord murmured to himself indescribable.

The sound is like the cold wind of winter, ruthless and cold, full of depressing murderous intent.

The principle that the White Dragon Lord has always believed in is to use eyes for eyes and for teeth for teeth. As for forgiveing ​​the enemy's noble behavior, he has no chance of being with the White Dragon Lord, he is thinking about the plan of revenge in his heart.

First of all, the god of barbarians, Balino, is a divine deity with weak divine power. At this time, the White Dragon Lord was unable to fight and could only suppress hatred for the time being and wait for an opportunity to retaliate in the future.

Although the White Dragon Lord could not face Balino head-on at this time, he could collect some interest first, such as destroying the belief of the God of Barbarians in Nord Hill.

The Dragon Worship Sect is also the culprit of killing the Dragon Mom, but the Dragon Worship Sect is extremely mysterious. The White Dragon Lord even doesn’t know how many people and masters the Dragon Worship Sect’s headquarters are.

Doing rashly will only backfire and put the new Yafiavi Kingdom in trouble. Therefore, the White Dragon Lord will not attack the Dragon Bible Cult before the information is clearly found out.

What the White Dragon Lord wants to do now is to destroy the barbarians in the Northland and destroy the barbarian god, Balino's faith foundation in Nord Hill.

The flames that were watered with the ignition aiding agent were very hot, and the dragon corpse on the fire gradually melted and slowly turned into ashes.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes on the White Dragon Lord were piled up higher and higher.

When the sky in the east was slightly brighter, the snow on the white dragon lord's broad back was already high.

The change of light awakened the contemplative White Dragon Lord. The White Dragon Lord looked at the burning fire without emotion. The dragon's tail suddenly swept across, sweeping the black pile into dust in the sky, and the dust fell on the white snow.

Lord White Dragon shook his body, shook the snow on his body, and turned around and left.

Inside the White Castle Hall.

The White Dragon Lord sat high above the throne with a cold face. Gurgaru Broken Skull, Bucky Dark Scale, Hog River Claw, Roger Giant Fist, Dela Blood Feather and other relatives stood in the hall. The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, and the monster leaders did not dare to show up.

Hog River Claw secretly swore that he would rather fight against a powerful enemy on the battlefield than face the White Dragon Lord in this state, and then his wish came true.

"Hog River Claw, mobilize the army and prepare for war."

When Hogg heard that the war was coming, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips.

"Master, who is the enemy?"

"Northern Barbarians."

Hogg was a little confused about how the northern barbarians provoked the White Dragon Lord who was far away from home.

But after a moment, the terrifying zombie, who was half-step legend, threw this problem behind his head, because it didn't need to worry about so much. The White Dragon Lord said that he would cut down whoever he cut, and that's right.

The two-headed ogre chief—Gurgaru Broken Skull has learned to consider comprehensively after years of training, and hesitated.

"Master, the new Yafiavi Kingdom has not yet gained a foothold. Many countries on the mainland have a wait-and-see attitude towards us. If we invade a sovereign state without any reason, it may cause panic and hostility among other kingdoms on the mainland."

After a short while of silence, Gurgaru continued to speak.

"We need a reasonable reason to start the war."

The White Dragon Lord lowered his head and thought, Gurgaru's concerns were reasonable. No matter what, the barbarians were a branch of humans. If a group of monsters destroyed the barbarians in the north, other human kingdoms would inevitably suffer from the death of rabbits and the foxes.

A newborn will reveal a powerful offensive alien kingdom, which will inevitably arouse the vigilance of other kingdoms and will not be conducive to Yafievi's future development.

"Well, your concerns are correct, we do need a reason to start a war."

The White Dragon Lord affirmed Gurgaru's opinion.

"Have you thought of any solution?"

Garu spoke.

"The Kingdom of Loway has been invaded by barbarians all year round. If the Kingdom of Loway has provoked a war with the barbarians and then White Fort sent troops to 'aid' allies, then everything will be easy."

The White Dragon Lord thought about the feasibility of Gurgaru's proposal. Although he was wearing a legal cloak of "assisting allies", he was just a cover-up of his ears and could not hide it from anyone who was interested.

However, having a legal and reasonable outerwear can indeed reduce a large part of the negative impact.

Moreover, there is no other good solution at the moment.

"Okay, just do what you said."

Lord White Dragon picked up a quill pen in the hand of a mage, brushed and wrote on a piece of white paper, then folded the letter paper and sealed it into a bag.

"Della Blood Feather, deliver this letter to the King of the Kingdom of Rowe."

"Abide by the order!"

The harp chief took the handwritten letter from the White Dragon Lord and retreated.

"Hobs! You are responsible for mobilizing supplies, contacting Hogg, and preparing for the war."

Hobbs, the assistant of Gurgaru, who was standing at the end of the team, and the insurgent of the Kingdom of Yafiavi, quickly took the order.

The White Dragon Lord thought that this war was far inland and the fishman had many restrictions, but considering the existence of Zhuomi River, some fishman still needed.

"Bucky Dark Scale, select a thousand elite fishman night walkers to cooperate with the army's actions."

"yes!"

"Gurgaru, send an army of ten thousand ogres to obey Hogg's command."

As the monster leaders returned to their respective positions, the huge war machine in the Kingdom of Yafiavi began to operate.

...

Two days later, noon.

On a cliff somewhere on the long coastline of the Kingdom of Rowe, the old King of Rowe, Baines Twenty-III, sat on a luxurious chair, waiting quietly.

Beside the old king, the legendary guardian knight with heavy armor - Maysfield David, and the Finance Minister - Bruce Dumbledore guarded the side.

Baines Twenty-third basked in the sun and listened to the sound of waves hitting the reefs. Since becoming king, he has worked hard to strengthen the kingdom every day, and has not listened to the sound of waves leisurely like this for a long time.

It is precisely because of too much fatigue that his body has aged like the father he remembers.

Decades ago, the old king of the Kingdom of Loway suddenly died without having time to designate his heir. The three sons fought for the throne. The civil strife continued for many years. The Kingdom of Loway was severely damaged. If it were not for the invasion of foreign enemies and the three legendary guardians were reconciled, the turmoil would have to continue.

After the turmoil, the Kingdom of Loway was full of holes and the scene of people's miserable life was vivid in my mind. Baines Twenty-third would never allow the tragedy of that year to happen again.

However, four of Baines's eight sons were excellent, and the four princes were supported by the great nobles in China. Even his father did not know who to choose, and the matter of establishing an heir was delayed again and again.

By now, Baynes' Twenty-third had already been in trouble, because the other three families might join forces to raise an army the next day after he chose his heir.

After the new king takes office, he should clean up dissidents. There should not be too many such things in history.

Baines Twenty-III needed a powerful external force to suppress the aristocratic forces in the country.

Therefore, when he received the invitation to meet with the White Dragon Lord, he was very happy. The White Dragon Lord took the initiative to request a meeting, and he must have asked for it in the Kingdom of Lovie. The Kingdom of Yafiawei is strong and fully meets the requirements of suppressing the noble forces. Everyone should take the needs at that time.

Baines Twenty-third looked up at the sun in the sky. It was about half an hour before the agreed sun was ascended.

"Bruce, you have the most dealings with His Excellency Amos. What do you think about this meeting?"

Bruce Dumbledore lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"Maybe it is related to the fall of the dragon in the north, and the disaster of the North Wind seems to have a close relationship with His Excellency Amos."

Baines XXIII nodded.

A day ago, the news of the Northern Barbarians' successful revenge, and the North Wind Disaster was seriously injured and died and escaped. Almost at the same time as the news was received, the harp came to the door and handed over a handwritten letter from the White Dragon Lord to invite the meeting.

If there is no connection between the two, Baines Twenty-third would not believe it.

The two of them stopped talking and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, a strong magic fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky, and a mysterious portal appeared, and the White Dragon Lord stepped out of the portal.

"His Majesty Baines, long time no see."

Baines XXIII stood up.

"His Majesty Amos, we have not met for a long time. I wonder why His Majesty asked me to meet."

The White Dragon Lord flapped his wings and the huge volume slowly fell down. Even though the White Dragon Lord was still gentle, the huge wings flapping still blew a strong wind.

Maysfield hurriedly stood in front of the old king.

The White Dragon Lord landed on the ground and smiled apologetically. The size reached the level of the White Dragon Lord. Even a normal action can cause huge damage to ordinary people.

If it had not restrained its dragon power, only Maysfield would be able to stand there.

The White Dragon Lord selectively skipped the problem of being rude just now.

"His Majesty Baines, the barbarians of the Northland have been invading the Rowe border for many years. I think you hate them to the core."

The White Dragon Lord's words were very direct, and Baines's heart skipped a beat. The White Dragon Lord's purpose was already very obvious. It was to destroy the barbarians in the north.
To be continued...