The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

Immediately, Raine seemed to realize something, turned around to look around, and seeing that no one was around, leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"Did Lord Black Dragon make a move?"

The players specifically instructed them not to spread information about the Black Dragon, and only a few members of the Rainbow Scale Clan knew about it.

No, that's not true.

Mog shook his head and, under Rein's questioning gaze, recounted the battle.

"Hiss~ Artillery bombardment, they actually have this kind of weapon, this kind of fighting method?"

"Fearless of death, with minimal casualties, and launching a flanking attack—these soldiers are incredibly strong!"

"The commander is so strong, he completely crushed the Bone Shatterer in terms of tactics!"

"They even had so many backup plans! Less than a hundred men, and they wiped out the elite goblin army of Shattered Bones! Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"

Hearing Mog's words, Renn was shocked.

As the military commander of the Cailin clan, he was better able to understand the significance of this battle and how incredible, even outrageous, the various operations and tactics were.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't believe a single word.

But these words came from Priest Mog, who would not lie to him, nor did he need to.

This made Renn deeply regret not having witnessed the splendor of this battle firsthand.

While Renn was still in shock, Mog's gaze swept over a thatched hut nearby.

Inside lay a dire wolf king, nearly three meters long, panting heavily, along with several smaller dire wolves.

The requirements for raising a Warg King are very high, and it takes a long time to breed one. The Rainbow Scale Clan only has one, which is Rein's mount.

But this one isn't.

Mog's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to look at Raine.

"Someone from the clan has come?"

"Hmm! It's Fury Tide! He's here to collect the contract fee in advance."

Renn nodded and, with a helpless expression, recounted the whole story in detail.

"He humiliated you like that, aren't you angry?"

After listening, Mog stared at Renn's face and asked.

"I'm angry! But what's the use of being angry? We can't go to war with them."

Renn nodded, but his tone was full of helplessness and feigned indifference.

"Hehe! Let's go! Put on our new gear and go find him to cause trouble."

Mog stared at Renn's face, laughed, put his arm around Renn's shoulder, and pulled him towards the door without saying a word.

"This time, I borrowed money from Ms. Justice and bought a lot of good stuff, including more than a dozen sets of full-body armor."

"Luckily, I brought Dire Wolves with me this time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to bring them all back."

"By the way! Bring that member of the Blackscale Clan along! How dare they touch our trading partner! Don't they have a death wish?"

Chapter 52 Kill

"Whew~ This is awesome! This plate armor is a hundred times better than my previous full-body armor."

Outside the gate, Raine looked excited as he stroked the silver-white plate armor made of fine steel.

He then picked up the other weapons hanging on the dire wolf and examined them one by one.

"And this spear, this knife, they're all brand new stuff I've never seen before!"

Raine put down his spear, picked up a heavy ring-bladed sword, and ran his fingertips along the gleaming blade, a look of rapture on his face.

"Wow~ The weight is just right, it's so cool to the touch, it's absolutely top-notch!"

Do you like it?

Priest Mog asked with a smile.

He bought this specifically for Raine at the Blackscale Clan's blacksmith shop.

Placing it among weapons ensures that Renne will immediately take a liking to it.

"Hahaha! I absolutely love it!"

Renn laughed, looked up at Priest Mog, and brandished his blade.

"If you hadn't said you got this from the Blackscale Clan, I would have thought you sold the Language Proficiency Stone to a human and then bought it."

Upon hearing this, Priest Mog blushed.

The Language-Knowing Stone is now in Naira's hands, which is no different from selling it to the Blackscale Clan.

wrong!

He clearly gambled his future on that language-knowing stone.

Raine didn't notice the expression on Mog's face, but instead looked at the several dire wolves not far away.

There were a dozen or so Tier 1 Dragonblood Kobolds there, excitedly clad in full armor.

And more than a dozen dragonblood kobolds were holding iron weapons in their hands, looking enviously at their comrades who had been assigned full suits of armor.

At this moment, in this place, most of the Cailin clan's fighting force has gathered, totaling nearly twenty dragonblood warriors.

As he gazed at him, a flame of ambition ignited in Raine's azure eyes.

The Blackscale Clan may not be able to kill a second-tier goblin general, even though they don't have any second-tier members.

Turning his gaze away, Renn looked at Mog beside him and asked.

"With our equipment, maybe..."

Raine didn't finish his sentence; instead, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

This is a great opportunity, and also a pledge of allegiance to the Blackscale Clan.

He didn't want to let it go.

"The situation is too complicated! It may take two or three months for the Blackscale Clan to arrive."

Mog shook his head and sighed as he explained.

“Rage Tide must have sent people outside. If we kill Rage Tide now, although it will weaken the Black Iron Tribe’s strength, Iron Crocodile will soon receive the news and it is very likely that war will break out directly.”

"really."

Having just received his new equipment, Renn's hot-blooded mind immediately cooled down, and he nodded.

"If war breaks out, it will be difficult for us to contend with the Black Iron Horde."

Although he understands military affairs, he doesn't understand the Blackscale Clan as well as Mog does, and is very likely to make the wrong judgment.

Renn quietly suppressed the burning passion and pent-up frustration that was about to burst forth.

With his mind clearing again, Renn got the answer, but couldn't help but sigh.

"It's indeed best not to kill them. Suppress the rage, demonstrate our strength, and deter Iron Crocodile from making any rash moves."

"No!"

Mog smiled and shook his head, denying the answer.

"I'll ask the Blackscale Clan what their decision is."

The Blackscale Clan is the true mastermind behind this war; you should ask them about it.

Besides, there's a tactical mastermind and a war strategist over there.

"Hmm? How should I ask?"

Renn was taken aback.

He had no idea the priest had such methods!

"The Blackscale Clan has a method that allows them to transmit messages no matter where they are in the world."

Mog replied.

"They actually have this kind of trick up their sleeve!?"

Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared in Raine's eyes.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Raine's face turned wary, and he lowered his voice.

"Priest, if they have such methods, haven't we been under their surveillance all these days?"

"Do you think I didn't think of that?"

Mog glanced at Renn sideways and said irritably.

"They dared to tell us that they have absolute strength and are not afraid of us doing anything reckless."

"This……"

Renn remained silent; indeed, that was the case.