Yan Xing stood in a position close to the exit. As long as there is danger, he would immediately use arc teleportation to escape from here.

"Master...the other party is very powerful, but it seems that he cannot leave the altar."

Yanxing also felt the surging power in the altar.

He replied to Kailong: "The energy on you is also very familiar to me, it seems that we are from the same place."

Hearing Yanxing's answer, Max was shocked to set the color and he hid behind Kailong. But his huge body made him look very funny.

"Mr. Kailong, is he...he is also a god?"

"God? Of course I am not." Yanxing looked at Kailong and asked, "I'm very curious, what is your true identity?"

Kailong's tone was always relaxed: "I never said what kind of demon I am, they all added the titles for me.

However, I have never seen you, you should be my junior.

What is it called?”

"My name is Yanxing..." Yanxing replied.

Kailong was very dissatisfied with Yanxing's answer: "Don't the younger generation now know how to introduce themselves?

Race, the gift given by God, and then the name. And... and the race you protect.”

Yan Xing didn't know how to answer, and observed Kailong silently.

He is a little talkative.

I don’t have much hostility towards myself, but instead... I feel like a fellow villager meets a fellow villager.

If his true body was in the magic world, it would not have been like he had never seen a fellow countryman in many years.

Maybe... his true body is trapped somewhere.

Just like a nine-headed dragon.

"As a senior, should you introduce yourself first?"

This time it was Kailong's turn to remain silent.

At this time, the most anxious thing was Max.

You have been silent for a long time after a word. You have time to chat here, but the connection is burning my blood.

Seeing that Kyron's fire faded again, Max could only immediately bleed and refueled.

I was determined to urge them to chat quickly, but I didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Forget it..." Kailong thought for a while and said, "You don't want to say it, and I don't want to say it, just call each other by the names we use now.

Without a heavy background, you and I can be friends."

Yanxing knew that for some reason, Kailong must have regarded himself as an existence that was equal to him.

Not to mention the identity, Kailong's origin is certainly a mystery, but it may not be the most suitable result for himself now.

As Kailong said, there is no conflict without background drag, so being friends is a good choice.

Even a friend on the surface is better than having such a powerful enemy.

"Yes, my favorite thing is to make friends." As a ruler in the magic world, Yanxing has a very good grasp of the temperament of the strong: "As a friend, is there anything I can help you?"

Kailong was silent again.

Max, who was hiding behind him, was so anxious.

I will be safe if you two "gods" make friends... But can we speak faster? The blood burned on the ground is all my blood!

Max had no choice but to add fuel to the ground.

Kailong still has some consideration for this new "friend". After all, he doesn't know what happened to the world he lives in for such a long time, and what is the background of this fellow villager.

But he is able to move freely in this world and must be very strong.

After thinking for a long time, Kailong decided to express his needs.

Anyway... I have nothing to lose.

“I came to this world a long time ago, but I needed to use some medium to move freely in this world, which is the energy from our world.

The so-called witch is actually the people from our world and the descendants of this world.

So the blood of the witch is the medium to me.

But as the witch grew, the bloodline of the witch became weaker and weaker, and I was eventually trapped here and went to a deep sleep.

Until not long ago, the people of the Witch Mutual Aid Association woke me up again with the blood of the pure witch.

But that little blood is only enough to maintain my existence in this world, and I can't get out of here.

I mean, you should understand."

Yanxing understood.

As long as he did not give Kailong the medium, he could only stay in this altar and finally return to his sleep as he consumed.

This medium...

Give it, or not?

Yanxing was thinking about the pros and cons of the two choices.

And what great risks should be taken if Kailong comes out of this altar?

This thing is most likely equivalent to the existence of the Nine-Headed Dragon. If it is released, it may really open up a new era of mythology.

"It's OK to give you a medium, but I have the conditions."

Kailong said: "Of course, there will be something to be returned. As long as I agree, I will definitely abide by the contract between us.

But... don't set the conditions too harshly."
Chapter completed!