Dragon Who Controls Time

"Your Excellency Yinlong, you are here, what is your purpose?"

After hearing the Mage's question, Jialong's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was low: "Let your leader come out to see me."

The connection between the Red Flame Staff and the lava demi-plane portal, as he approaches, now clearly seems to have condensed into substance, but because the distance is too close, the sense of connection is almost everywhere, but Garen can't accurately judge. its specific location.

But there is no doubt that it is in this central city.

This……

The mage's face changed slightly, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

"Your Excellency Yinlong, you have to know that it was you who came uninvited and entered the human country without permission to let our king come to see you, whether...

Bang!

The dragon's claws slapped the ground heavily, the earth and stones splashed, and cracks formed. In the violent trembling, the mage's words stopped in the summer, and his face looked pale in the moonlight.

The large number of guards around were hesitant, not knowing what to do at this time.

Garen's body slowly leaned forward, and the shadow extended forward with his movements. The huge pressure brought by his size and momentum caused the guards in front to retreat in front of Garen. The weapons in their hands were nothing more than Just to comfort myself.

In front of a huge 20-meter-long dragon, even if Jialong didn't release the dragon's might, they still felt it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Don't ask me to say it again, I've shown enough goodwill."

You call this enough goodwill... Under the straightforward threat, the mage did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly ordered a spellcaster beside him to report the situation to the Grand Duke of Thorns.

As for whether the Grand Duke of Thorns, as the leader of the Principality of Moxia, dared to face a powerful silver dragon, he did not know.

"Please wait here first, someone has already notified the Grand Duke."

Garen was indifferent, and the human guards also did not dare to let out the atmosphere, and the surrounding atmosphere was frozen and suppressed like a dark cloud.

It's autumn now, and the wind at night has a cool temperature, which should make people feel a little cold, but now many people are sweating, sweating on their foreheads, and sweating on the palms of their hands holding weapons.

Ordinary people in the Principality of Moxia may not know it yet, but the people here have some understanding of the situation in their Principality.

Originally, the Principality of Moxia, which had taken the initiative to participate in the war like a wolf and wanted to gain more voice, has lost its pillar-level characters since the two high-ranking mages disappeared in the Arctic Icefield.

Immediately afterwards, the brave General Rorschach with an elite army also disappeared.

As a last resort, the expatriate army returned to defend, and the Principality of Mosha became a weak party that needed to be vigilant against the surrounding principalities.

Even the Principality of Walker, which was soon conquered by them, was taken away by a more vicious jackal, and the fruit of victory became the ration of other countries.

The double-edged sword of war stabbed Mo Xia mercilessly.

The changing situation of the battle was unpredictable, and even the Grand Duke of Thorns could not have imagined that the Principality of Moxia, which had been celebrated by the whole country because of the breach of the Principality of Walker at a very small price, suddenly became a crumbling and dangerous building.

The invited red dragon, when the Principality of Moxia was in crisis, came to ask for property from time to time, and it was easy to send the dragon away. The Principality of Moxia had sent it many times, but it was still unable to satisfy that guy. Greedy heart.

In addition, the Principality of Mosha was also targeted by stronger Principalities.

There were envoys sent by the duchy, who put forward a lot of excessive conditions, and gave Grand Duke Thorn a time limit for consideration... Grand Duke Thorn looked gloomy every day, with a preoccupied and haggard appearance.

At the same time, Grand Duke Thorns, who couldn't sleep at night, was startled by the chaos outside, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Rutherford, the court mage, asked to see the Archduke. "

The Grand Duke of Thorns heard something bad from the other party's nervous and trembling tone.

"Come in, what's going on outside."

"A super-large silver dragon descended here and asked to see you."

The Grand Duke of Thorns looked startled, and immediately inquired about the situation carefully. After understanding the general situation, his eyes moved. Not only did he not show fear, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Go, take me there immediately."

"The guards here are not the opponents of the Silver Dragon. It will take a long time for the army to gather here. If it has malicious intentions, you may be in danger."

"Dangerous? There are enough dangers in the Duchy of Mosha. Do you think I will be afraid of danger?"

The Great Duke of Thorns smiled, then stepped forward and stepped into the night.

It didn't take long for the Grand Duke of Thorns to walk to the place where Garen was. The crowd separated and gave way. The surrounding guards respectfully saluted the Grand Duke of Thorns, and at the same time kept vigilant and vigilant of Garen's every move.

At this time, Garen had already landed on the ground, and the huge body eclipsed the surrounding buildings.

He looked at the elderly man who gradually walked to the front from the guards, and looked at it silently.

The Grand Duke of Thorns wore a luxurious long gown with a pattern of thorns in two colors of gold and silver. His appearance was very ordinary. He had entered old age, his face was wrinkled, and his white hair was mixed with the dull blond hair.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his energy was a little sluggish, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

However, in these seemingly cloudy eyes, Garen saw the light of wisdom.

The Grand Duke of Thorns is just an ordinary person, with no elemental aura around him, no magic power in his body, and his body looks a little thin under the night.

But as an ordinary person, his body is filled with an invisible aura, which is a unique power cultivated by the power for a long time, which gives him a completely different bearing from the spellcaster beside him.

When facing Jialong, the most powerful spellcaster here can't help but show his timidity, drumming in his heart, and the ordinary guards have trembling legs and sweating.

However, as an ordinary person, the Grand Duke of Thorns Bundles, facing Jialong who could blow him to death in one breath, had a calm expression and a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not under the slightest pressure.

Jialong looked at the little guy in front of him, thinking in his heart that if he released Longwei to him, he couldn't be so calm.

The pressure that Garen brings to others now mainly comes from the pressure of the super-large creatures on the small creatures, and he does not use Longwei at all.

The sense of oppression brought by this body type, as long as ordinary people are strong enough, they can resist it with a strong mind.

But Longwei, which belongs to the supernatural power... Kanon felt that he could directly crush this human grand duke who was in poor physical condition.

"Dragon, what a beautiful and powerful creature."

The Grand Duke of Thorns waved away the guards next to him, approached Garen step by step, stopped about ten meters away from Garen, and looked up at Garen.

"The metal dragons have always been kind to human beings. Therefore, I will not be stingy with the strength of our country and can help you."

"Then, mighty silver dragon, why did you come?"