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1288 Contract 2

"I'll think about it." Gus nodded slightly, and with a snap, he disappeared instantly.

The body that contained huge power fluctuations just now was actually just a projection!

Garen's heart was slightly shaken, and he suddenly realized what the two were talking about him.

A hint of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared in his heart. Although he was not very repelled by being able to sign an eternal life contract with a peak powerhouse. However, if he was not repelled, he would be at the top sooner or later and would not care about this eternal life contract to help him improve.

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What's more, this contract actually requires you to give half of your lifespan to another person for no reason!

He felt faintly unhappy at the Third Elder's self-assertion.

"Garen, come here." The voice of the third elder came. Garen raised his head and saw the elder looking at him with gentle eyes.

He raised his legs and slowly walked to the elder and stood where the man was standing just now.

"The elder summoned me, what are your instructions?" He asked respectfully.

The third elder looked at Garen up and down, his powerful sight seemed to be able to see through Garen.

"You must have heard what I just said?"

Garen hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, is it about the eternal life contract?"

"As long as you understand." The third elder turned around and pulled out a black book from the huge bookshelf behind him. For humans, the book is the size of a bathtub when opened. But for dragons, it is just a small book.

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He opened the book and the pages flipped, automatically jumping to a page in the middle.

"King Gus is the most powerful being in the Dilada Empire. He is the King of Thunder and controls the power of thunder. The next step is the existence of demigods. He has great ambitions, so he hopes to find a dragon to sign an eternal life contract with him and transform himself into a demigod.

His lifespan has been extended to the limit. And all dragon clans are within his choice. Among our clans, I recommend you."

Garen remained silent.

"You have to understand. The Thunder King is the real top existence. Some people speculate that his strength has reached the pinnacle of the material world, reaching the theoretical fifteenth level. Once he chooses you, then your worth, your strength

They will all receive explosive improvements." The third elder said seductively.

"Level 15?" Garen was slightly startled, "Don't you say that level 9 is the pinnacle?"

"Level 9 is the pinnacle of the profession. There is no way out after that. Only by walking on your own path can you continue to move forward. Theoretically, as long as you break through level 15 and reach level 16, you can become a demigod. King Gus has already done that.

It's the last step, but his lifespan is already short," the third elder said with a smile.

"Then what is the difference between a ninth-level professional and a being beyond the ninth level?" Garen did not answer whether he was willing, but asked about other things.

"Difference?" The third elder thought for a while and answered seriously. "The difference is not big. The division of ninth level is for spells. In fact, the gap between the corresponding levels is very large. And ninth-level professionals are already the pinnacle of biological life.

.After the level increases, the maximum power is the ninth level spell level, but there is a big difference in the restrictions on use, endurance, quantity, type, enhancement, etc."

He turned over a page of the book and continued.

"It's like a level nine person who can only use one level nine spell. He still has to chant, and a person who can have five level nine spell slots a day and can cast it instantly. Who do you think is stronger and who is weaker?"

"I understand." Garen roughly understood the division and continued to remain silent.

"So, what is your wish regarding the eternal life contract?" the third elder asked warmly.

Garen frowned and replied carefully and calmly.

"If King Thunder is willing, I naturally have no objection. Good opportunities like this are hard to find." He couldn't have any objection. Obviously, this plan was worked hard by the third elder. If he doesn't appreciate it, he doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Facing a terrifying existence comparable to Level 10, he didn't even have the confidence to escape his soul.

This is not a level at all.

After the sixth level, there is a huge gap every time you pass one level. That is equivalent to the gap between the power of spells.

"That's good." The third elder smiled. The faint hint of threat also faded away. "Practice well. Once there is news about this matter, I will inform you."

"Thank you, elder." Garen lowered his head. The third elder is an old dragon who has lived for at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years. His rich experience is definitely not something he can easily deceive. Therefore, he must not show any reluctance.

"Well, you go back first. I will summon you if something happens. Also, remember to be prepared. The border war will begin soon, and you will also be summoned. In the past ten years, you will be ready for battle at any time."

"clear."

Garen put down his gift, turned around and politely excused himself, then went down and walked out of the cave.

"By the way. If you really don't like the matter of those two little guys Polly, I will ask Poirot to pay attention to it," the elder said casually.

"Thank you, elder!" Garen turned around and saluted again, finally getting a satisfactory answer.

Obviously, the third elder said this to him face to face. With his status and status paying attention to such a trivial matter, he naturally told Galen clearly that this was selling him face and letting him know how to be grateful.

Otherwise, as an elder, he would not pay attention to these trivial matters at all.

Exiting the Elder's Cave, Garen walked through the corridor guarded by the dragon guards and found that the guards were at the lowest level of seven. Adult white dragons are generally level six. The seven-level white dragons here have obviously been carefully cultivated and enhanced.

After he left the cave, he fluttered his wings and flew down from the entrance of the cave, swooping down along the outside of the snow peak.

The middle level of this snowy peak was the young dragon training center that he had attended. When he just flew here, he heard a sneer.

"Hit him! Beat him! As long as he doesn't die, I'll take care of everything!" was Poirot's voice.

Garen followed the sound and looked there, and immediately saw at the mouth of the canyon where the young dragon fighting training class was held, several young dragons were surrounding a young dragon, punching and kicking them, and lashing them with their tails from time to time, whip after whip.

Show mercy.

Poirot stood outside, shouting and cursing loudly.

Garen frowned slightly, and looked carefully at the bullied baby dragon, and it turned out to be Polly.

The sound of banging and kicking kept coming. The young dragons all laughed and beat Polly hard.

Galleon dived directly downwards.

Bang!

He landed hard behind a group of baby dragons. The heavy impact caused the snowflakes on the ground to scatter in all directions.

The movement immediately aroused the thoughts of Bai Luo and other young dragons.

"Is it Garen?" he said with a smile. Seeing that Garen was obviously more than a head taller than him, he felt a little guilty, but he immediately thought that he had signed an eternal life contract with the prince.

Bailong was gone. His identity was different, and he suddenly felt confident.

"What? You suddenly want to come back to the Young Dragon Class to see everyone?" He asked, having nothing to say.

"What are you doing?" Garen said coldly, "What I said last time have turned a deaf ear to you?" He had just been suppressed by the third elder, and now he didn't like Bai Luo no matter what.

"Nothing? Hehe, just give some pointers on Polly's fighting skills." Bai Luo glanced at him sideways. "Garen, you have nothing to do here. Leona, I have already given it to you. You

Don’t be dissatisfied.”

"Not satisfied?" Garen chuckled. "For the elder's sake, I'll give you three seconds to leave."

Poirot was stunned, as if he thought he heard wrongly. How dare Garen say such a thing to him?

"What did you mean just now? Three seconds?"

"one."

"Garen, don't think I'm afraid of you?"

Bai Luo's face suddenly darkened. Several strong young dragons surrounded Garen at his signal. The dragon guards patrolling around also noticed something was wrong and flew down here. Apparently they were paying attention to protecting Bai Luo at all times.

Safe, it seems that the third elder really favors this Bai Luo.

"two."

However, none of this is enough to make Garen afraid. As someone who can sign a contract with the Thunder King, even the third elder must consider his attitude towards the elders if the contract is successful in the future. By then, he will become

The key existence that can influence the Thunder King's attitude.

Bailuo didn't know this. He was sure that he had signed an eternal life contract with Prince Dilada, and Garen would never dare to do anything to him!

Besides, there are so many protectors around, even if Galleon can fight again, so what?

"Gallen, leave me alone!" Polly yelled stubbornly after being beaten. "Who wants you to care about me!!? Go away! Go!!" One of his eyes was almost swollen and he couldn't open it. Look.

Xiang Jialong's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

Bang bang!

Two patrolling adult white dragons fell behind Garen and surrounded him.

"Garen, don't get excited, Bai Luo is the elder's dearest grandson after all." A white dragon said in a low voice.

Garen looked back at the two white dragons. Then he looked at Polly, who was covered in wounds and almost crippled. A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"I advise you to stay out of things here."

The threatening words immediately made the two adult white dragons a little angry. I didn't expect that this famous genius white dragon would be so crazy!

No matter how talented he is, he is still just a young dragon. He actually dares to say threatening words to an adult white dragon. This is simply ignorance!

The movement here also attracted the attention of other young dragons who were in class inside, and some young dragons ran out one after another. Among them, an instructor came out, who was the instructor who had taught Garen. When he saw this situation, he

I was about to stop drinking, but it was too late.

"Garen, I gave you face last time." Bai Luo said coldly, "I heard that you have three brothers and sisters, right? It seems that I have to take good care of them."

"Three." Garen spit out the last word.

The whole place suddenly became quiet.

The two white dragons tensed up and stared at Garen, and the two sixth-level dragons' power instantly pressed on Garen.

Garen looked around.

Boom!!!

He violently exploded a large group of snowflakes, and the entire dragon's body grew several meters in length. The muscles all over his body surged and condensed like water. The level 6 dragon's power could not be suppressed at all! Garen's entire body size actually seemed to have swelled in size in an instant.

times.

The two adult white dragons pounced forward, trying to pin down Garen, but as soon as they made contact, Garen rudely knocked them away.

Bang! Bang! Two times, the two adult white dragons were knocked away by him like trash, and they were smashed against the ice wall next to them.

Bang!

Garen grabbed the frightened Poirot with one claw, pinched his neck, and hung him in mid-air.

After his body swelled up, he was almost as big as an adult white dragon, and his scales glowed with a cold and pale luster.

laugh!

A blazing ray shot out from the hand of an adult white dragon guard from the side. It was obviously another dragon guard who came to take action.

"Put him down! Galleon!" (To be continued)

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