"Outlet, Fiona, from today on, you will be with Renata." Muria looked sleepily at Outlet, who was beating up the old blue dragon, and Feo, who was standing aside.
Na, "Follow her orders for the time being."
The old blue dragon's behavior just now was too obvious, and Muria certainly saw a lot of problems. Obviously, although Bronya gave Renata the right to command all the monster clans under her command, Renata due to her own strength
For reasons, this right cannot be fully grasped.
A typical example of mismatched names. Renata, who only has gold-level strength, has extremely strong command ability, but does not have the corresponding strength.
Strictly speaking, a dragon like her who has commanding talents but lacks strength is not suitable to be a commander, but is suitable for positions such as staff advisor and strategist. In a world where power belongs to oneself, without strong strength, it is difficult to convince the crowd with just wisdom.
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It was obvious that this old dragon with a third-level soul was not convinced by Renata. In his words, he only maintained the most basic respect, but in his actions, he did not mean to regard her as a commander-in-chief at all.
This is definitely not an exception. From the behavior of the blue dragon, it can be inferred that the soul-level dragons under Bronya, or the soul-level monsters, basically have opinions on Renata and are not convinced by her.
When a commander's generals no longer obey his orders, then his commanding skills are in vain.
Now that he has seen Renata's current problem, Muria must of course support her. How can his own dragon be wronged by other creatures?
"Understood." After hearing Muria's order, Outlet grinned. It was sure of one thing. It was betting on Renata. Based on how much Muria valued her, it was
You will definitely not lose money.
"Follow your orders, Your Highness Muria." The green-haired lady bowed slightly and looked at Renata with a slightly complicated look.
Seeing these two soul-level five-color dragons obeying his orders, Muria nodded with satisfaction, "Well, you go with Renata first. Troy and I will go visit the creator of the jungle, Bronya."
The title of the ancient red dragon Bronya was changed from the creator of the volcano to the creator of the dense forest. The reason why this is a shameful title for the red dragon is simple. She used her power to create a city in the Osniro subcontinent.
A fertile and dense forest worthy of the title.
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"Is this the volcano that has been influenced by the power of the ancient red dragon for nearly three hundred years?" Muria sat on the back of Damai Troy and looked up at the towering volcano in front of her. There was no thick smoke as expected.
Although Muria can feel the massive fire element contained in this volcano evolved from hills, this volcano gives Muria a very stable feeling. There is a powerful force that suppresses the volcanic activity, allowing
While it maintains vitality, it cannot erupt again.
"Why are there no guards?" After admiring the volcano for a while, Muria took Troy into the volcano, which was more than two thousand meters high. Bronya's dragon nest was inside the volcano.
During this process, Muria saw many magnificent buildings built with volcanic rocks in the crater and the middle and upper parts of the volcano.
Using the grand scale of buildings to demonstrate the authority of the ruler is not only something the rulers of Muria's previous life liked to do, but also the intelligent creatures of Erathia. This is the simplest and most direct way to demonstrate power and majesty.
But the strange thing is that if there is no monster stationed in the majestic and vast building complex, except for the sound of rolling lava in the volcano, there are no other sounds, and it seems empty and lonely.
Although monster guards are not much different from decorations to ancient red dragons, as a lord dragon, you must pay attention to the minimum lord's dignity.
"Muria, this palace is much bigger than your residence." As soon as he flew into the crater, Troy saw the black palace standing in the lava lake, which was far more magnificent than the buildings outside the volcano.
"It's not as big as my White Jade Palace." Muria patted Troy and looked at the almost static magma around the black stone palace. "Go down, this ancient dragon already knows our arrival."
"Are you sure? This is an ancient red dragon." Seeing the lava lake that instantly subsided below, Troy showed hesitation on his face. "We still have time to leave now. If we go in, we won't be able to run away even if we want to."
"Go in, we are already here. If Lady Bronya really has any ill intentions towards us, we will not be able to escape." Muria stroked the particularly snow-white hair on the back of her neck, "Don't let the dragon look down upon you."
"Hmph!" Troy grunted dissatisfiedly, carrying Muria on his back and landed on the platform in front of the palace below. Four snow-white tiger claws stepped on the shallow layer of lava covered by the platform.
"Let's go!" Muria jumped down, stepped on the lava that was no different from warm water to him, walked into the black stone temple, and walked towards the powerful existence he felt inside.
"Muria, you finally came to save me." Just two steps into the room, Muria saw a red dragon that was soaked in red-gold lava and looked a little thin.
"Auston?" Looking at the languid red dragon in front of him, Muria said with some uncertainty. The dragon in front of him was very different from the strong and unruly red dragon in his impression. It was like two different people.
A dragon.
If the aura hadn't changed, Muria would never have thought that the red dragon in front of him, who was so skinny that his bones were about to pop out, was the one he raised based on his appearance.
"It's me." Seeing Muria's figure, Auston's eyes showed the excitement of "Finally rescued", "Muria, take me away quickly, this is simply no place for a dragon."
"Boy, even if you are a descendant of Yalista, you have no right to take away my partner." The grand palace shook gently. Under Muria's gaze, a huge red dragon as big as a mountain walked from the palace.
Come, the huge dragon eyes like lava balls looked down at him, with a strong oppressive force.
"Good day, Your Excellency Bronya." After hearing what this ancient red dragon called him, Muria calmed down completely. He was already sure that this red dragon would never hurt him.
"What is your relationship with Atrice?" The red dragon, who exuded an ancient aura, looked at Muria. The more he looked at her, the weirder his eyes became, and she seemed to see something.
"My mother." Muria couldn't help but be speechless as she looked at this ancient dragon, which was definitely over a hundred meters in size. Then she couldn't help but mourned for three seconds of silence for Auston. This size was at least ten times that of it.
It's hard to imagine how it could withstand this ancient dragon.
"Are you the grandson of Alista Falganillo?" After asking about Muria's identity, Bronya nodded slightly, with a trace of nostalgia and reminiscence in her eyes.