The stream of light poured down, and what was connected with it was the circle center technique emerging from the earth... When the light dissipated, in front of a cliff, the first tower owner of the Secret Art Tower, the true dragon of China and the pet hospital
The nurse and the little butterfly demon fell to the ground at the same time.
The strange and steep peaks in front of us are obviously not the garden with the golden apple trees.
"Okay, this is already the territory of the Thirteen Clans and the Toridor Clan." I heard the first tower master slowly say at this time: "According to the feedback information, this should be the last place where Fafnir was active.
.”
"Feedback?" Little Butterfly Demon looked curiously.
The True Dragon of China said casually: "The benchmark for the inhuman realm you are in was created by this guy... just like the framework needed before building a building. He has mastered most of the non-human realm.
The information network in the human realm can also use the power generated by the operation of these basic magic circles to make long-distance jumps in the non-human realm... Before coming here, there were several momentary stops, that is, with the help of
The relationship between different formations... What, you don't understand? You are still a top student! Let's put it this way, do you know about flying chess? This guy has a throwing dice in his hand, and he can control the points at will.
Just fly as many squares as you want! Don't tell me that the dice can only have six at most, I'm just making an analogy!"
"Oh... so awesome!" In short, the little butterfly demon clenched his fists at this time and looked at the first tower master of the Secret Art Tower with admiration, "Flying chess and dice... such an image! Yes!
Okay, Sister Long, does the boss also have this kind of dice?"
"Why are you mentioning that guy!" Shenzhou Zhenlong, who was not in a very beautiful mood at first, suddenly became even more unhappy, "That guy is so bad, you should never believe it in the future!"
Xiaodie Yao was startled and couldn't help but scratch his head. He sighed a little aggrievedly and asked, "Sister Long, it seems you must hate the boss very much."
"Why do you say that?" Long Xiruo frowned... In fact, she had no reason to discuss too much about the profiteer in front of Huiyao. She didn't know that the first tower owner knew about the place destroyed by the war a hundred years ago.
What kind of expression will it look like when the ashes of death come back to life?
Xiaodie Yao blinked his eyes and said: "Because, when you take a nap again, you will be cured forty-eight times, you dead profiteer!"
There is also this kind of thing... The real dragon of China was a little unable to control the situation on the spot, but his expression remained unchanged and he hummed: "Now you know how much I hate this damn profiteer, right?"
"But...Sister Long, you continued to call the boss's name ninety-six times!"
puff!
The real dragon's special move is the storm at the temple.
I saw the real dragon in China, and at this time, the knuckles of its bulging fingers were twisting left and right on the little butterfly's head.
"No wonder I always feel that the hospital's hygiene is not clean lately! It turns out you are lazy, you damn girl! What are you doing! You have time to count the times I talk in my sleep, but you don't have time to do hygiene?!"
"pain……"
They were playing around like this... They suddenly met the gaze of the first tower master, but saw that he just smiled and looked at them patiently, with a vague look of envy.
The True Dragon of China then let Luo Pian Ting go in a sullen voice, "Don't worry, we are just talking about a profiteer who eats people without spitting out their bones! Even if we say it, you won't recognize him!"
Huiyao did not find the root cause, but just nodded... But at this time, he suddenly looked up at the sky with awareness, and saw a small black shadow speeding past in the sky... It seemed to be a flying figure
blanket.
There seemed to be a figure sitting on the blanket, but the person on the blanket did not notice the first tower owners on the ground... and just went straight into the territory of the Toledo clan.
"That person is... Secret Steel?" The first tower master frowned slightly and whispered: "How could he..."
"Acquaintance?" Long Xiruo cast a questioning look.
The first tower master nodded and said: "He is one of the tower masters of our secret tower, and he is also the youngest tower master... Because of his achievements in the war that year and his ability to pass the test, among the several tower masters
Under the joint proposal of
He suddenly went out... Unexpectedly, he came here too. This seems a bit strange..."
Long Xiruo waved his hand and said: "I have no interest in gossiping about the actions of your Secret Tower personnel. I'll quickly find Fafnir and beat him up. After beating him, that's it. I can go home!"
If the problem could be solved by beating him up, he would probably have gone out to beat him up in person decades ago... The first tower owner shook his head slightly, and then said: "Let's move on, about ten kilometers away, I feel
There is a powerful and chaotic magic remnant... I hope Fafnir has not done any damage to the Toledor clan. Although the Thirteen clans are divided into several parties internally, they are always united externally.
...It’s very troublesome.”
With that said, he raised the huge magic wand in his hand, and the first tower owner directly drew a geological circle on the ground... A round clay tablet cracked directly from the earth, and then floated up.
The first tower owner stepped directly onto the original slab at this time, and signaled Long Xiruo and Luo Pianting to also walk into the clay slab. He stood at the front and began to drive the clay slab rapidly in the air.
The ground moved.
The real dragon from China glanced at it, then hooked one hand on Xiaodie Yao's shoulder, and the two of them squatted down.
I heard Long Xiruo quietly covering Little Butterfly's ears and asking: "I...did I say anything else...when I was sleeping?"
The little butterfly demon tilted its head, then bit her finger and said, "Well... there seems to be some weird words."
"What did I say?" China's True Dragon suddenly raised his voice... and seemed to be breaking out in a cold sweat?
"Well... don't hit me? Even my father never hit me like this? It's always a strange thing to say... and then... the bad guy... Oh, by the way! The bad guy yelled a total of one hundred and seventy-two times!
Sister Long, are bad guys also called boss?"
"Pianqing."
I saw the Shenzhou True Dragon showing an unprecedented gentle look at this time, and then gently stretched out his hands, gently holding Luo Pianying's face... Gradually, he used force to squeeze Xiaodie Yao's face up.
, his mouth pouted.
"??"
Xiaodie Yao blinked her eyes, wondering what her Sister Long was planning to do...but she suddenly felt a little dizzy, her eyes seemed to be spinning around, and she seemed to hear Sister Long talking.
the sound of……
"Forget everything you saw... forget everything you saw... forget... forget... forget..."
Finally, the little butterfly demon foamed at the mouth and passed out directly in the arms of the Divine Dragon... By the way, her eyes were still spinning.
The first tower master turned around at this time.
The sensitive Zhenlong glared at him and sneered: "Kid, concentrate on driving!"
Kid... the first tower master said softly at this time: "Suddenly I am very interested... Are these changes in the teacher that are different from the past related to the person you are talking about."
Long Xiruo suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Kid...have you not felt despair for a long time, and your body is a little itchy?"
But the first tower master said softly: "Teacher, didn't you realize it yourself?"
"What did you find?" The real dragon from China frowned.
He whispered: "You smile more than before."
The real dragon in China suddenly opened his eyes wide at this moment... While opening his eyes wide, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the front. Huiyao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked... What he saw was a horribly damaged one.
, a huge building built on four sides surrounded by cliffs.
"It seems..." the first tower master groaned rather feebly: "Our golden dragon seems to have a little too much energy..."
…
A high-speed magic flying carpet stopped suddenly at the ruins of the castle, and then slowly floated down.
At this time, a burly man walked directly down from the flying carpet... The moment he landed, it was like hearing the sound of metal armor walking.
The skin exposed outside the clothes of the man actually had a golden-like luster... In fact, his eyebrows were as high as the fusion of metal and bone.
But he didn't look scary, he could only be regarded as strange. At this moment, the man looked forward and soon found his target.
Sitting on a broken wall, with a wine bottle beside him, and holding a quill and a notebook, the werewolf was meditating hard... Chrolloa.
"Oh... I wonder who it is. I thought it might be another survivor from the Thirteen Clans, but I didn't expect it to be you." Kuroroa heard the noise, so naturally he didn't pretend that he couldn't hear it, and responded quickly.
, "Secret Steel, long time no see."
"Chloroa." The man...the master of the Secret Steel Tower frowned at this time and looked around, "There is still very strong magic residue here...What, did you and Bailegang start a war directly here?
.”
"I do think so." Chloroya shrugged and said, "But I don't have a hobby of fighting in front of other people's houses and harming other people's family members... This is caused by the descendant of old Fafnir. As for the reason...
…Why, isn’t that dragon boy included in the management of your Magicians Association? Don’t you know?”
"I came all the way after receiving the messenger from Balegang..." The master of the Secret Steel Tower shook his head: "I saw a lot of damaged places along the way. I thought it was... them."
It concerns them, so naturally the owner of the Secret Steel Tower cannot pay more attention to the fact that this place was once disrupted by the golden dragon.
However, they... may be something that these survivors of the war are taboo about and will not even mention easily... The cheerful Kuoda, like Kuroroa, the legendary hero in his twilight years, is also silent at this moment.
Silent.
"It should be true." Chrolloa said in a confused manner.
However, the Master of the Secret Steel Tower was able to understand, and his face became more and more solemn... After a while, he said: "Baile Gang?"
"Wait for him."
Chloroya waved his hand and said: "This place has been destroyed like this. As the acting Grand Duke, he has to be busy for some time... Besides, since it is them, what can we do if we are given a few more years?
Come and have a drink with me? This year's malt harvest is good, and I brewed some malt wine myself."
Secret Steel sat down, but did not speak, but suddenly said: "According to the information coming back from this world... Farrell escaped from the island prison in Britain the night before yesterday... Something happened in Britain, just yesterday
At night, there was civil strife in the Knight Agency, and in the end even the Holy Grail they held was destroyed."
"What?" Chrolloa was so shocked that he opened his mouth for a moment, then lowered his head and frowned, then took a long gulp of malt wine, as if he was digesting this information.
After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I have a hunch that the rest of us may all gather together soon. By then... By the way, don't you really want to take a bite?
"
Misteel frowned, but this time he stretched out his hand and took the wine bottle from Chrolloya's hand.
The two legendary heroes were silently thinking about something... They could only hear rapid airflow rushing out from the edge of the castle ruins and the huge crack below.
Maybe it was the vibration of air pressure, or something else... like the roar of some kind of wild beast.
"It's really hard for these guys from the Thirteen Clans. Under each clan's lair are some unknown things... Won't they be unable to sleep if they roar like this every day?" Chrolloa shook his head,
"What a bunch of crazy guys!"
The Master of the Secret Steel Tower only feels that when it comes to big nerves... maybe the legendary werewolf hero next to him is the first among inhumans, right?
…
…
Just like in the windy hell... at the bottom of the crack, there were waves of sounds that were either howling wind or roaring beasts.
The diary in the animal skin notebook has been read, and everyone in the skeleton residence has stopped talking for some time... The witch girl is currently wrapped in her own clothes and leaning on a bone that looks like a rib.
Here, I began to fall into a very light sleep.
The girl Mina also leaned on Norman's shoulder and seemed to have fallen asleep.
At this time, the golden dragon Fafnir (Na) looked at her with a faint look. Although she still looked dignified, she had already thought of dozens of ways to chat with beautiful women in her mind... and then rejected them one by one.
Either it felt too Meng Lang, or it felt too cliche. The ugly woman next to the beauty was too much of a hindrance, and the golden dragon's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.
At this time, Boss Luo and the maid were playing a novel. Their fingers were wrapped around a rope twisted from plant fibers picked up from the ground here, and they began to play the flower rope game.
Boom, boom.
A sound suddenly sounded amidst the whistling wind, coming from the entrance to the residence of the red dragon corpse that Norman had blocked... It was like a knocking on the door.
