I Killed the Dragon

The atmosphere in the castle is solemn, and the stone statues with different postures set off here like ghosts.

But the Griffin still stood there indifferently, and even wanted to turn his head to clean his wings.

Just when the wolf clan surrounding him was about to launch an attack, the old wolf spoke, "You can't attack him."

"Why, it's just a weak griffin, what can you do if you kill him?" The gray wolves who were furious in their hearts turned to look at the old wolf, and growled dissatisfiedly.

"He is another king’s messenger recognized by Narnia. According to Narnia’s law, he is qualified to see Her Majesty. Even Her Majesty cannot kill him just because of hostility. At least if he offends Nani. Asia’s law was like this before.” Old Wolf explained.

"What Narnia's law, I don't know." A gray wolf gritted his teeth, his cold eyes fixed on the griffin.

"You don't know it's okay, but if you kill him, Her Majesty will be punished by the Law of Narnia, then you will know." The old wolf said calmly, she was pretty sure, as long as the White Witch moved out, they would not Dare to act rashly again.

Because everyone knows the horror and ruthlessness of the White Witch, even if the wolf clan is loyal to her, she will not be merciless when she kills.

The reason why there are so many people following her, apart from the White Witch's strength, the only thing worthy of their praise is the White Witch's letting go of his subordinates, which is what they are after.

"What is the law of Narnia?" The old wolf said that some wolves didn't dare to do anything, but they didn't want people to think they were counseled, so they asked.

"I don't know the Law of Narnia, but there must be such a one." Old Wolf shook his head, "When Her Majesty returns, she will naturally handle it. Why do you have to cause trouble for yourself?"

A few wolves thought for a while, there is no need to take the risk to kill him, "I will let you go for the time being. When the Queen orders the order, I will definitely let you slowly experience the thrill of dying."

"So, can I see the White Witch now?" The Griffin felt relieved as he looked up and asked, looking at the invincible wolf eating.

A few wolves turned their heads and didn't want to talk to him. Only the old wolf said, "Your Majesty is out today. You will naturally see her when she comes back."

The wolves stopped talking, but did not leave, and the castle fell into silence.

Griffon’s gaze swept across the stone statues in the castle one by one. They were all people who resisted the White Witch, and among them were the Griffins.

It is said that these people rushed into the castle to kill the White Witch during a resistance war decades ago, but they never returned, but they were all turned into stone statues here.

Others were punished by her for offending the White Witch, but this was very rare, because most of the people who offended the White Witch were torn to pieces by the wolf clan, and very few people turned into stone statues and left the whole body. .

Looking at these, Griffin's inner resentment towards the White Witch could not be suppressed, like a repressed volcano.

Not long after, a sleigh was pulled by several wolves and quickly approached the ice castle from a distance.

"Gryphon, I have been looking for you for a long time. I didn't expect you to have the guts to meet me." The white witch walked into the castle and saw the griffon looking at the stone statue with anger at first sight.

"If you can tell me where the other griffins have gone, and news about other races and the sons of humanity, I will be merciful and spare your life."

The White Witch said casually, and walked past him gently, except that she was a little surprised when she entered the castle, after which she always looked like she didn't put the Griffin in her eyes.

"If you want to see King Gray, then just right, your Majesty also wants to see you." Griffon glared at the white witch, pressing down his throat, fearing that he might scream out accidentally.

"Your Majesty?"

"It's the existence that fears the most in your heart, the prophesied son of mankind, the great existence that will end your evil rule." Griffin said unceremoniously. If it weren't for himself as a messenger now, Lord Tree confessed that he must pay attention to manners Will definitely attack her with more vicious words.

That's right, the Griffin is also taller among the short ones. Among the major races of Narnia, there are no diplomats at all, and there is no diplomatic etiquette, so I had to choose such a clever one temporarily.

And Gray felt that this was enough, it was just a word, and it was not difficult.

"The existence of fear in my heart?" The White Witch uttered an unclear meaning and laughed ironically. "The so-called prophecy is actually just the self-comfort of you weak people. You have no ability to resist me, but you hope in a vague prophecy. Every time I heard this prediction like a joke, I felt that my mood would be much better. You said I would be scared? That's so funny!"

"If you are not afraid, why do you search for your Majesty's trail in the forest? If you are not afraid, why use violence to rule Narnia? If you are not afraid, why dare you not meet your Majesty?" Griffon sneered. Said impassionedly, "Because you are afraid, the moment you see your Majesty, you foresee your inevitable tragic end."

"You are afraid, afraid that the prophecy will come true, so you send all the lackeys to search for your Majesty's trail and break the prophecy."

"Shut up." The white witch yelled angrily, staring at him coldly, and the griffon felt furry.

Griffin lowered his head subconsciously, but then, he was ashamed of his timidity at this moment, and raised his head to look at the white witch without fear.

"Even Aslan is powerless, but you are pinning your hopes on a so-called prophecy, a ridiculous lie." The White Witch sneered disdainfully, "If you are just talking about this, then you are useless."

The White Witch waved her hand and wanted someone to take him down and deal with it.

"I am your majesty's messenger. According to Narnia's law, you can't kill me." Griffon stood without fear, with its head high, turning a blind eye to the approaching wolf, looking straight at the White Witch.

"How do you know the laws of Narnia?" The White Witch was surprised for the first time. In her opinion, the laws of Narnia were not accessible to these low-level creatures. They knew at most that they were in the laws. The Narnia law was compiled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and this griffon was obviously still very young. It is estimated that he hadn't experienced it even in Aslan's time. It is impossible to know the law, and it is still such a rare law of the messenger.

You know, if this shot wasn't mentioned by the other party, she didn't even realize it.

Griffin said proudly: "Aslan has returned. He recognizes His Majesty Gray's king status. As long as he defeats you, His Majesty Gray will naturally be crowned as the new King of Narnia."

"Aslan really is with you, did he tell you this?"

Of course she knew the news of Aslan's return. A few days ago, she met Aslan outside the castle and had an unpleasant conversation. The two broke up.

Before he could answer, the white witch nodded, "Well, tell you that humble son of humanity, I am willing to give him the honor to see me."

"The hybrid of giant and banshee, unexpectedly..."

Before the Griffin had finished speaking, the white witch's ice crystal wand stopped at the point where his eyeball was less than one centimeter away, and the griffon's pupils shrank suddenly.

"I am still the king recognized by Narnia. I can understand that your words are insulting the queen of Narnia. According to the law, I have the right to execute you." The white witch said with a cold voice, her tone as if she wanted to kill him. His blood also freezes.

Recovering from the shock of the White Witch, the Griffin said in a frivolous tone: "Actually, what I want to say is'I was born so beautiful.' I just want to praise your beauty, without any disrespect."

"Heh!" The white witch retracted the staff, without hurting the killer. "Did your timid king say where to meet?"

"Your Majesty said that if you are willing to meet, he hopes to meet on the highest mountain in the Astin Badlands."