The dragons' thoughts were unconstrained and full of creativity, so Silvia's Emerald Palace was not built on solid ground like ordinary palaces and castles.
It was a real castle in the air, lying in the air.
More than ten towering trees grew again under the Green Dragon's magic, reaching a majestic state. Their treetops were close to each other, intertwining with each other, twisting together with magic, forming the most solid base of the Emerald Palace.
This was a treetop fortress, the highest point in the entire Green Capital. Silvia only needed to sit on the throne to overlook the whole situation, seeing every mountain, every river, every field, and every jungle.
The wyverns flapped their wings and landed. This group had another name: Pterodactyls. They were probably the dragon descendants with the closest appearance to the True Dragon besides the dragon beasts.
However, the fighting ability of these guys did not match their appearance, so they could not win the championship among the dragon descendants. They could not even be ranked in the middle. The True Dragon had created countless races in Airadia's millions of years, and there were countless powerful dragon descendants.
The wyverns folded their wings and let the middle joint of their wings rest on the ground. They walked forward on the ground, passing through a wide passage that could accommodate twenty people side by side.
If one did not know that the owner of this place was an evil dragon, people might think that this place was a fairytale castle, full of a beautiful aura, in line with all the fantasies people had of wonderful fairytales.
The whole palace was carved out of expensive crystal, and on both sides of the passage, there were gilded tassels decorations, and the ground was inlaid with shining pearls.
When they entered the hall, they could see a large number of jadeite and glass sculptures. Moreover, the True Dragon liked shiny things, so the hall was densely covered with colorful gems, so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.
Silvia's wealth was obvious.
The Green Dragon had always had the highest requirements for the standard of the Chromatic Dragon's nest. They had a unique aesthetic, and they were extremely extravagant in terms of comfort and enjoyment.
"The border is being harassed. This is the third time today, my master."
The two-footed flying dragon did not look at the woman on the throne. It lowered its head and said, "The enemies are attacking from all directions. Our area of activity is shrinking."
It had just killed a grey centaur, and its teeth were still stained with dirty blood and minced meat. Its master did not like to see those things in her palace.
"Little black bastard …"
Silvia leaned against the emerald throne lazily and rested her chin on one hand. "Ambush, harassment, guerrilla warfare. Are you that unconfident?"
She wasn't angry at all about the Twin-legged Flying Dragon's battle report. Instead, she was a little proud and felt that she had the upper hand.
The fact that the other party didn't dare to fight her head on meant that he didn't have the strength to face her head on. He could only rely on these small skirmishes to annoy the great Mother of Poisons.
Just like a child who couldn't get candy, crying noisily, childish and stupid.
Silvia thought.
"But why haven't you shown yourself yet? What are you waiting for?"
The Mother of Poisons changed her sitting position. Since the first attack, the battle had been going on for a week. Every day, the Green Capital would be attacked from all directions. The fields and forests were burned, and resources and food were plundered.
But the other party didn't have it easy either. Although every time, before the reinforcements from the Green Capital arrived, the enemy would have already retreated. But her fierce and valiant servants weren't just for show. They were all clans left behind from the Green Capital's battlefield.
They would also bite off a piece of flesh from the attackers.
So every time, the other party would leave behind a large number of corpses. The Green Dragon, who had a strong base and backup forces, didn't feel that it was a loss.
Orcs, gnolls, hounds, manticores, grey centaurs … The identification of the corpses allowed Silvia to roughly understand the composition of the enemy forces. And the existence of the orcs and gnolls allowed her to confirm that it was indeed the Black Dragon that had escaped.
But a little troublesome was that she couldn't pinpoint the exact location of the other party. After so many days of searching, the wyverns and blood bats still couldn't find the base of the Black Dragon's forces.
God knows where they came from. It was as if they had drilled out of the ground.
What kind of result did this lead to?
Even now, the Green Capital army couldn't find the other party and crush them in one go.
In this regard, Silvia felt that fighting the Red Dragon was simpler and more straightforward. If they didn't accept it, they could just fight. There was nothing to talk about.
"You guys are really bad. Don't you know how to set up a trap?
Or they could hide in the dark and follow those monsters until they reach their nest. "
Silvia clicked her tongue and commented, "You guys are too disappointing."
"We are useless. Please forgive us, Master."
The wyverns continued to lower their heads. The lizard face hidden in the shadows bared its teeth. Didn't you say that this was just a small fight and that you should play with them first?
Well, in the end, the results weren't good, and you said that your own people were useless.
"Alright, I knew that you fools weren't smart enough."
Silvia pursed her lips. It seemed that they had forgotten her previous orders. She said again, "Inform all the clans to gather their subordinates. Don't send them to their deaths alone.
"Also, use a large force to clear this area and take back the land that is out of control." She was already tired of this game.
One order after another was issued. The Green Capital, this huge beast, began to move its muscles.
"Also, give the ogres a mission."
The ogre tribe was the main army that Sylvia relied on the most at the moment. "Have them set up traps and give themselves away to lure the enemy to attack. Then, chase them to the end until they kill the enemy or find their nest."
"I don't believe that the little Black Dragon can really dig a hole in the ground."
Sylvia mumbled and laid out this plan. She was not at all afraid that the ogre chief would encounter any mishaps. That three-headed ogre was quite powerful and was her most powerful kin, her right-hand man.
Even if it faced that black cub, the ogre chief would not be at a disadvantage. After all, that Black Dragon was only powerful in its special elemental resistance.
It could be seen that seven years was really a short time for dragons. The Green Dragon did not think that the black cub could be any different from before. She did not even think in that direction. She fell into a blind spot. Her judgment of Caesar was still from seven years ago and had not been updated.
Of course, before she saw Caesar, she could not update it.
"I understand, Master. Please don't worry." The wyverns bared their teeth and retreated.
Because of the Green Dragon Silvia's playful attitude, these subordinates were very sullen. They had been restraining themselves and did not fight with the enemy. They took the initiative to find an opportunity to attack.