Chapter 69 The Tyrant Strikes (Fourth! Seeking flowers! Seeking collection!)

Pepys’ forelimbs crossed the two scorpion clamps, blocking Jacob’s claws.

Time!

Jacob’s claws left a deep wound on the Pepys pliers.

“Um~ blood~”

Jacob greedily licked the blood left by Pepys on his paw, and the blood of the enemy boiled all over his body.

“What a sharp claw.”

Pepys can feel the pain of the scorpion forceps.

No wonder the whole Death Desert says that werewolves’ claws are sharp, as expected.

The general blade of own defense can no longer be broken, and it turns out to be like tofu under the claws of the desert werewolf.

“Jacob, now your Majesty the Red Dragon has awakened, and you will be able to come here soon, and you have another chance to surrender.”

Pepys shook the blood bead on the scorpion clamp.



The desert werewolves are very powerful, so they should join the Noxian Empire.

“Che~ Noxus, I think it’s a joke!” Jacob mocked.

What Noxus, isn’t it being crushed by the Spike Tribe now?

“Damn it!”

Pepys was completely angered by Jacob. You can say that I am not good, but you can never say ill of Noxus, because behind him is the Red Dragon!

“Hahaha! Become angry from embarrassment!” Jacob was about to attack again.

“Roar!”

The roar from the sky swept across the battlefield, and all the monsters seemed to have been suspended for time, staring at the sky dullly.

The sudden roar just now shocked their weak souls.

The soul feels like it will be gone at The next moment.

“This this……”

Jacob’s pupils suddenly widened, and he had a foreboding.

Sure enough, at a moment, a stalwart red figure appeared on the edge of the sky, and the sky behind him was rendered into a majestic fire cloud.

“It’s not good! That’s a dragon!”

“Woohoo! Run!”

“Wow!”

All the desert werewolves panicked, they were brave and good fighters a second, and the next moment they became beggars in embarrassment.

“Did I let you go?”

Xilin’s heavy voice came, like a huge mountain pressing on the shoulders of the desert werewolves, countless desert werewolves knelt on the ground, unable to straighten their feet.

This is Long Wei!

Bang!

The huge figure fell on the ground, raising a thick dust.

Grains of sand slapped on the faces of the werewolves, making their faces sting.

“I heard that when I was napping, a group of small wild dogs jumped out and they tried to mark the Noxus site for peeing.”

“I don’t know if this happened, the leader of the Dogya tribe, Jacob.”

Even if Xilin had never seen Jacob, he easily knew Jacob’s identity using the system.

“You…you are really…really a dragon…”

Jacob knelt on the ground with a plop, he didn’t know what to say.

A tribe dared to invade the dragon’s empire, this is simply looking for death.

“Humble and dirty wild dog, you can enter Noxus if you want? It seems that you didn’t put the noble red dragon to put in one’s eyes.”

Xilin placed Katerina and Olena on the ground and stepped forward.

Click!

“what!”

The terrible Longwei was even more coercive, and directly crushed Jacob’s legs, causing him to suffer unbearable pain and cold sweat.

“Shut up! I don’t like listening to dogs barking!” Xilin growled.

His voice was like Devil’s roar in The Underworld, chilling, and he couldn’t raise any resistance in his heart.

Jacob hurriedly closed his mouth, trembling all over his body, enduring the pain of broken bones in his legs.

He was about to be crushed to death by this dragon.

Xilin’s dragon pupil looked around, and the monsters of Noxus were in a panic, but the desert werewolves of the Spike tribe were all dressed in equipment.

Looking around, Xilin could see it.

It’s not that Noxus’s monsters are too weak, but the equipment is too poor.

The enemy is all muskets and cannons, and we are all melee infantry, how could it have been fought.

Can maintain this situation now is considered a strong point of Noxus.

“Pepys, what’s wrong with your paws?” Xilin asked faintly at the blood on Pepys’s pliers.

“Your Majesty the Great Red Dragon, my scorpion pliers were injured by a dog’s claw.”

Pepys looked at Jacob with cold eyes.

“Really?” Xilin looked at Jacob again: “Is that you? Asshole.”

“Great… great dragon, we really don’t know your existence, if we know, we will not come to your territory! Please forgive us werewolves!”

Jacob knew that if Xilin was not pleased today, the Spike Tribe would have ceased to exist.

“Werewolves? Aren’t you a bunch of miscellaneous dogs?”


Xilin’s right hand ejected a curved sharp claw and pressed it against Jacob’s back.

The sharp claws quickly cut through the silver armor like mud, exposing Jacob’s tight flesh.

“Yes, yes! We are poodles!”

Jacob was terrified, he didn’t want to die, he finally sat in this position.

“Huh~”

Xilin turned his head to look at the wolves lying on the ground: “Whoever killed Jacob, who is the new leader of the Wolffang tribe, joins my empire, Noxus.”

Huh!

For a while, the werewolf who heard Xilin’s voice raised his head and lit up those vicious green eyes. *

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