Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"Although I don't know exactly what these orcs did, to make the White Dragon so angry, they must have done something like stealing children."

"When do you plan to make your move, sir?"

Now is the time to seize such a great opportunity to obtain ingredients for free.

As for being infamous... Ronan's bottom line is whether these creatures have eaten people.

But whether you've eaten it or not, you have to experience it to know.

Ronan then vanished from his spot in an instant.

Seeing this, Hissworth was about to warn Ronan to be careful, because the white vapor spewed by the white dragon was as hot as liquid nitrogen.

However, before she could finish speaking, the other person disappeared, leaving her feeling helpless.

……

"You bastard! Sister, get out of here right now!"

The roar of the orc Zon suddenly rang out from the shore.

He thrust his steel spear at Bai Long, but was slapped away by Bai Long.

Bang! He landed like a rag doll, coughing up blood, cursing the bastard in his heart.

As the chieftain, he led the orcs to live well on the fifth level, but in the morning they were suddenly attacked by a white dragon.

They finally managed to escape with a small portion of their clan, but even after reaching the fourth level, the white dragon was still chasing them.

Why?! He didn't understand.

He believed he had never provoked the white dragon, yet this guy acted as if he had lost a loved one.

"hateful."

Zong En gritted his teeth, then, enduring the pain, got up and charged again, hoping to buy his sister a chance to survive.

But at this moment, Bai Long grew impatient, thinking that these ants were too tenacious in their vitality.

It was ordered by its master to kill all these orcs, but after chasing them for ten minutes, it only killed a little over two hundred, which was really inefficient.

It could wait no longer, so it roared.

Roar!

The dragon's language means "Behead, sinners!"

White fluff fluttered, and a chill gathered in my mouth before I exhaled.

They originally thought this attack would wipe out more than 80% of the orcs in the area.

Because some women and children wanted to escape, they gathered together.

however…

The moment it was exhaled, two coughs came from within the icy mist:

"Cough cough, what's going on? Using the same methods as Bai Binglong?"

"This isn't working; it can't even freeze space."

"No wonder it can only be used as food."

"I've got my eye on you."

Chapter 157, Entering the Sixth Floor, Transformation Monsters, Many Celias; The Routing Hissl

The sound rang out without warning, startling the white dragon.

Let's leave aside where this person came from.

The fact that it can survive and speak even under the liquid nitrogen it spews out is already terrifying enough.

Is it a hallucination?

A hint of human-like hesitation flashed in Bai Long's narrowed, azure eyes.

At this moment, it even ignored Ronan's words that it was being treated as food.

after awhile.

As the oppressive chill gradually dissipated, the white dragon suddenly widened its eyes and let out a roar filled with doubt:

"Roar? (Who are you?)"

There really is someone there; it really isn't a hallucination. This is so strange.

Its intelligence is comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old child, so it can clearly judge the current situation and instinctively wants to find its owner.

However, Ronan spoke calmly: "Who I am is none of your business as an ingredient."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew directly to the top of the white dragon's head.

The white dragon felt the pressure from above, felt extremely uncomfortable, and shook.

"Quiet."

boom.

Bai Long fainted and collapsed to the ground, his skull splitting open with a large gash.

"Uh…"

Ronan looked helpless as he watched the crimson blood mix with the white liquid and spread.

I accidentally mistook it for a white ice dragon.

A gentle kick...

That's it.

If the borneol is gone, so be it; it probably wouldn't taste good anyway.

After the white dragon fell to the ground, Ronan jumped off its head.

At that moment, a group of orcs wielding spears quickly surrounded them.

The atmosphere was a bit strange, and Ronan glanced sideways.

"What, you want to fight?"

Zong En, who was in the lead, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said nothing, only staring in horror at the way Bai Long died.

He felt he had misread the image, and at the same time, a similar doubt arose in his mind as Bai Long's.

Where did this tall person come from?

It wasn't there just now...

magic?

Instantly, Zong En realized something and quickly gestured for the warriors to kneel down, bowing their heads and saying:

"You misunderstand. We have no intention of being your enemy. We are very grateful to you for saving our lives."

Regardless of where it came from, the fact that it killed the white dragon in one blow is undeniable.

Taking a deep breath, Zong En wanted to say something more.

Ronan glanced at them and interrupted him:

"No need for thanks, it was just a small token of my appreciation."

"I only have one question: why is it pursuing you?"

"And have you ever eaten people?"

These are clearly two separate questions, Zong En thought to himself, and then quickly answered:

"I'm not sure. It's possible that the master of the maze is driving us away. There were several major battles on the fifth floor yesterday."

"Including this white dragon, fire dragons and wyverns also appeared, slaughtering the adventurers and forcing them to retreat."

"As for cannibalism... I wonder where you heard this rumor from?"

"We orcs may be a bit ferocious, but we never do things like eating raw meat and drinking blood."

Zong En thought to himself that at most he would just catch a few greedy guys and feed them to the dogs.

No one fed the dogs because this is a maze, and killing them would allow them to revive, so it wasn't considered a heinous crime.

Ronan nodded, judging from Zong En's tone and expression that he was telling the truth, so he didn't pursue the matter any further.

Just then, Zong En's nose twitched twice as he smelled a familiar scent.

He widened his eyes slightly, about to ask Ronan if he knew the vegetable seller, Senxi.

Sensi was a partner of the orcs and often sold them the vegetables he couldn't finish.

However, before he could ask any questions, he saw Ronan place one hand on the top of the white dragon's head and disappear from the spot with it.

……

"Welcome back, sir."

When Ronan returned with the white dragon, Heathwyn immediately delivered the speech she had prepared beforehand.

She bowed slightly and saw the other person dragging the white dragon's corpse with a calm expression, as if slaughtering a chicken. She couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

Looking at the wound, it was a fatal wound; worrying was completely unnecessary.

Ronan ignored her flattery and handed the white dragon over to Senxi to deal with.

A moment later, he teleported to the front of a small red dragon not far away.

Casually, I crushed it.

boom.

Flesh and blood burst open like rain of blood.

At the same time, Hissl covered his eyes, his face filled with horror.

……

"That is…"