Chapter 901

"Is that a dragon?"

"It seems so!"

"Spatial fluctuations are detected. They should have arrived using transmission!"

"Analyze it, and prepare EMP ammunition!"

Different from the local people's bewilderment, at the moment when the Dragon appeared, the imperial consultants had begun to make targeted preparations, such as quietly replacing the weapons with EMP ammunition for legal units, or letting the combat robots quietly take out the deflagration weapons and hot-melt weapons they brought from the box, and Farah was already in contact with the imperial headquarters.

Bronze Dragon is the most mysterious branch of Azeroth's guardian dragon. All riddlers and autistic monsters will collapse if they have nothing to do. If the Titans who created and guarded the dragon were still alive, I'm afraid they would want to strangle these guys.

After all, they created the dragon to protect Azeroth, but what a fart!

However, the Titans were killed by President Sa. If nothing happens, I'm afraid the giant dragons will also be sent by President Sa to see their Creator one by one, but at least now they are still alive and kicking.

Seeing the appearance of the Bronze Dragon, Dailin felt a click in her heart. For the prodemore family, the appearance of the giant dragon is really nothing good. It may be a mistake in her life. For example, Dailin's eldest son was sprayed to death by the red dragon, and Jaina's selamo was blown to ashes by the artifact of the blue dragon.

"Darlene Proudmoore, your revenge is over!"

Then the Bronze Dragon looked at a group of imperial advisers.

"And you, unknown outside travelers, please leave Azeroth immediately, otherwise......"

"Or what?"

Farah had his hands on his hips, his head tilted and his cigarette in his mouth.

"Or we will expel you..."

"You drive one to try! I'm standing here. Come on, you drive one to try!"

Farah vomited his cigarette end and compared his middle finger to the Bronze Dragon.

"I tell you, I'll give you three seconds to get down and apologize immediately, or I'll let the supreme glory open a hole in this place!"

"You..."

The leading Bronze Dragon wanted to spray a breath of dragon breath, but reason told itself that if it did, Azeroth's fate would go to a no return path because of it.

Although Farah played super soldier potion and practiced psionics in kailinda crystal field for a period of time, he has not been separated from the category of mortals. If he really fights, several dragons will die, but these imperial advisers will have to finish, but the problem is that there is a powerful country behind them!

All hostile acts against Imperial military personnel will be regarded as a declaration of war, which is written into the imperial constitution. Although Fisher's empire is very weak, for example, there is only one real cross world leader, and the fleet is only enough to wipe out half of the galaxy, the Empire has only one million thunder soldiers against 10000, Among the 21 legions of thunder soldiers, only 21 army heads completed the promotion ceremony given by the emperor and stepped into the ranks of demigods. Such an empire is very weak, but it's still no problem to evaporate an AI sauce.

As a minor Titan, AI sauce can't bear it. As the guardian of Titan creation, does the giant dragon dare to resist?

"Three!"

Farah Howe did not hesitate. He began to count down impolitely with the endorsement of the imperial command. Then a huge portal appeared on the top of everyone's head. Through the light curtain, everyone saw a huge shadow emerging on the other side with a trace of blue light.

"Two!"

"Wait!"

Seeing that the light at the other end of the portal was brighter and brighter, the guardian dragon without any culture could not hold his breath at first.

The first Bronze Dragon turned into a two meter tall high elf lady, then saluted Farah angrily, and then apologized.

"I'm sorry, this..."

"I'm Colonel Farah hausen of the Imperial Navy and the operational commander of the Foreign Affairs Bureau of the general command!" Farah, who was promoted, said with his head raised.

"I'm sorry, Colonel Farah. I apologize for my words and deeds! I'm cromi of the Bronze Dragon corps!"

"I don't accept your apology! Ms. cromi dragon!"

If Farah himself looked at each other's e cup and his exposed robe, he might accept it, but he now represents the face of the Empire and the great emperor. This can't be so forget it!

"You!"

In fact, the Bronze Dragon wanted to use her favorite dwarf form, but the dwarf form was too short to face the fierce Imperial officers, so she chose the appearance of high elves. However, the other party was still expressionless, humble and arrogant, which made her a little scratchy.

So she can only put away her little mood, show the standard smile of the landlady of storm city hotel when entertaining guests, and apologize again.

This sincere apology satisfied Farah.

Watching the portal disappear, all Azeroth natives were relieved. The portal was so big that God knows what the next attack will be like!

"Ms. cromi, please explain your intention and why you have interfered with the military actions of the Empire and its allies!"

"It's about the future of this planet. This Orc is very important!"

"How important is it?"

"Very important!"

Seeing that Farah was going to tilt his head again, cromi quickly explained.

"There are too many things. I'm sorry I can't say. Nozdom, the Lord of the Bronze Dragon legion, hopes that your high-level, preferably the emperor, can talk about it in person!"

“？”

Seeing Farah tilt his head again, cromi was speechless for a moment. What did he say wrong? Why are these outsiders getting more and more outrageous!

"Let your majesty come here? What a big face he has! Does your master deserve it?"

"I..." cromi tried to resist the impulse of turning and beating the other party, showing an ugly smile.

"Maybe, right?"

Then nozdom, who was watching in the dark, got a response from AI sauce.

"You don't deserve it!"

"Well, it doesn't deserve it, so the principal who is lower than your majesty can also. I think your Emperor didn't send you here to destroy the planet, or you wouldn't choose these means that don't go against the will of the world to deal with the tribe?"

"Wait a minute!"

Farah glanced at the dragon that vaguely wanted to protect Sal, then winked at his men, and then the imperial consultant silently set up long guns and short guns.

Farah also received a response from the command department.

"The marshal of the forbidden army will come on behalf of his Majesty's will!"

What Farah didn't say is that the will of the planet has reached an agreement with his majesty, and now the imperial armed forces can go out!