Kapitel 184: Glacial Dragon

Poison Dragon Swamp 

A long migration convoy stretched across the swamp, forming a striking scene against the backdrop of the post-spring rain landscape. 

At the forefront of the procession, Slagor sat atop a massive swamp crocodile, his face and eyes filled with urgency. 

"Chieftain, are you sure migrating to the Black Forest without prior notice won't provoke the giant chieftain's hostility?" 

The question came from a lizardman elder riding alongside Slagor on another swamp crocodile. 

"Who told you we didn't send notice?" 

Slagor's tone was sharp, his inner turmoil evident. 

"Last autumn, didn't I send a messenger with a letter?" 

The elder hesitated, his concern deepening. "But, didn't the giant chieftain reject us?" 

At these words, Slagor abruptly turned his head, his gaze venomous as he stared down the elder. His voice dropped to a menacing growl, each word laced with lethal intent.