Dragon Who Controls Time

Jialong glanced at the magma pool, then turned to look at the red dragon. After pretending to think for a few seconds, he said, "The temperature of this magma pool is indeed not that many creatures can resist."

The red dragon snorted and said proudly: "You just need to know. Bathing in magma is our red dragon's exclusive activity, so don't think about it."

On the other side, Jialong smiled lightly, then stared at the proud red dragon, and changed the topic: "However, I think I can bathe in magma like your red dragon without getting hurt."

The red dragon was startled for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, the laughing dragon trembled.

After laughing for more than ten seconds under Garen's calm gaze, it finally said with contempt: "Really? I don't believe it, unless you go in and play in front of me now."

Seeing the fish bite the hook, Garen grinned.

"Since you are so confident, why don't we make a bet that if I can stay in the magma pool for a long time, you will be loyal to me for a hundred years."

"On the contrary, you don't have to hand over the property of the Duchy of Moxia, and I will give you ten thousand more gold coins."

After hearing Jialong's words, the red dragon was stunned for a while, then laughed again, raised his head high, and said proudly, "Want me to be loyal to you? You think beautifully."

"For ten thousand gold coins, I will accept it with a smile in advance."

Garen nodded and said, "Then, under the witness of the Immortal Dragon Queen, we make a bet."

The red dragon opened his mouth and was about to agree, but it finally seemed to think of something, and suddenly showed vigilance and glared at Jialong: "I almost fell for you.

Jialong frowned slightly, provoking the red dragon: "Are you afraid?"

The red dragon grinded his fangs, raised his chest and raised his head, and said solemnly: "The great Wing of Ashes is fearless!"

The voice paused for a while, it looked at Garen, and said with a bad face: "I bet you, but the premise is that you are not allowed to use any form of external force,

Including spell-like abilities or spell methods, you can only go down to the magma pool with your own body. "

It turned out that he was afraid of playing tricks on his own... Garen understood what Red Dragon meant by being almost fooled.

Although the red dragon is arrogant, it is indeed much smarter. If it is Bai Longniang, she will probably not think of this level.

However, Garen didn't intend to use protection spells, and his own elemental resistance was enough.

The high temperature of the fireball center is more than a thousand degrees? No lower than the temperature of natural magma.

Before using the Dragon Soul Stone, Jialong used the fireball technique to burn himself, and there was no obvious burning pain. After using the Dragon Soul Stone to grow significantly, there is no need to worry about this temperature.

"No problem, I don't use spells."

Garen simply agreed to the red dragon's request.

Immediately, the two made a bet.

The red dragon looked at Garen, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, and said, "Get your gold coins ready, they are all mine!"

Garen shook his head slightly, ignoring the confident Red Dragon.

As the most powerful true dragon among the five-colored evil dragons, almost all red dragons are confident enough to be arrogant. This red dragon is no exception. It has determined that Jialong cannot withstand the high temperature of magma, although there is no real started, but it already felt like it had won.

This inexplicable self-confidence, rooted in the heads of all red dragons, is their greatest characteristic.

Garen turned to look at the magma pool, moved his limbs, and approached step by step.

After getting close, he could smell a stronger smell of sulfur, a large amount of white high-temperature steam lingering above the magma pool, and below it was a bright and dangerous billowing lava.

If an ordinary creature accidentally falls into the magma pool, it will be ignited into a torch in an instant, and then turn into ashes and sink into it.

"Are you afraid?"

"The bet has been made, unless you are not afraid of the dragon queen's curse and fall into hell after death, it is too late to regret it now, haha, just give me the gold coins.

The red dragon saw that Jialong was looking at the magma pool after approaching, thinking that Jialong was afraid, and couldn't help but sneer.

Garen chuckled lightly, then stepped forward, and in the tumbling bubbles, the forelimb dragon claws sank into the viscous, high-temperature magma.

It was warm and warm, like hot water at just the right temperature. The heat continuously radiated from the magma, passed through the dragon scales, and nourished the muscles below, making Garen feel surprisingly good.

But thinking of Red Dragon's self-confidence and ridicule, Garen felt a little bit of bad taste in his heart.

Hiss... He sucked in a breath of cold air, his brows furrowed tightly, and the fine dragon scales on his visor were crowded together, as if he was suffering from a great burning pain.

The red dragon continued to laugh and said: "Magma will tell you what it means to be over-the-top!"

"What's the matter with only one dragon claw, you all go down."

At the same time, Jialong's face changed, and the painful expression just now disappeared, and he muttered to himself: "Strange, I thought it would be a little bit painful, but this feeling, why is it so comfortable."

He simply jumped forward neatly.

Pfft!

The super-large dragon body sank into the magma pool, and the red and hot magma splashed around in a circle, falling on the ground with thick white smoke, and the surrounding area became charred in an instant.

The red dragon's face froze.

Jialong Longyi moved slightly, brought a handful of magma, and drenched it on himself.

Whoa!

The bright and dazzling magma slipped from the silver dragon scales. In the interweaving colors of red and silver, Jialong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the platinum dragon eyes were full of comfortable and comfortable colors.

In his feelings, this magma pool is like a hot spring, and the temperature is just right.

The heat nourished the muscles under the dragon's scales, making him feel more relaxed. Although it was not as refreshing as the mana tide from the inside out when he devoured magic gems, Garen had to say that he didn't want to leave here for a while.

"As you said, taking a bath in a lava pool is indeed a beautiful thing."

Jialong looked at the red dragon, his tone increased slightly, and he smiled: "Another adult red dragon who has been loyal to me for a hundred years is a more interesting and beautiful thing than bathing in magma."

"What a wonderful day."

Outside the magma pool, the red dragon opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the unharmed Garen who was snorkeling in the magma pool for a while and backstroked for a while.

It's mouth is still wide open, but the arrogant laughter before has ceased in the summer.

"No, it's impossible, there must be something wrong with the magma."

The red dragon ran over, with a trace of luck on its face, and stretched out its dragon claws to touch the high-temperature magma in the magma pool.

However, the temperature of the tentacles was not any different from before.

After realizing that he had lost the bet and had to pay a hundred years of freedom, the red dragon's face immediately stepped down.

It covered its eyes with dragon claws and howled: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"Damn! Damn! My freedom! My freedom!"

"Ow!"

The red dragon Rowell raised his head and roared, his mouth spewing hot dragon breath, and the flames hit the ceiling of the dragon nest and bloomed into bright flowers of flame.

After spraying the dragon's breath, it slammed its head into the wall with regret and knocked out potholes. Finally, the dragon's wings shook, causing a gust of wind to fly directly out of the dragon's nest, wreaking havoc on the surroundings. environment to vent their unwillingness.

At the same time, Jialong closed his eyes slightly and relaxed, the dragon wings stretched out to the sides, the elbows of the dragon arms were slightly bent, leaning against the edge of the magma pool, enjoying the heat nourishment of bathing magma.

Listening to the rumbling noise of the red dragon's destruction outside, he felt extremely comfortable, and simply fell asleep in this posture.

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