Chapter 27-cooked food

The camp of the Dragon count clan.

The tent was like a curtain in the sky, and it was supported by pillars made of towering trees.

Under the tent, on a chair that was slightly polished from the entire mountain, the battle King Long Bo, who had lost an arm, placed one hand on his knee and sat respectfully.

On the other side, on a simple throne that was polished from an even more majestic Stone Mountain, an incomparably tall Dragon count clan member sat in a bold and imposing manner.

The Dragon count battle King was already as tall as a mountain, but in front of this existence of the Dragon count clan, he was like a child that had not yet grown up, appearing small and weak.

A blood-red mist surrounded Cui Wei's body. The mist was formed by centipede-like insects. Their dense legs and eyes trembled rapidly with the movements of this Dragon count clan being. In the void, there seemed to be the sound of countless snakes and insects crawling.