Red Dragon Roar

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Yize was stunned for a moment, then slowly recalled that in his second year after arriving in Kazarin, after finishing his first sleep, he did go to the Winter Mountains, where he took a bloodthirsty scarlet white dragon beast as his younger brother .

When he left, he also let it replace himself to develop forces in the endless ice field. In the future, when the Red Dragon Army conquered the ice field, he would become his vanguard.

However, I never imagined that after Yize returned from the Winter Mountains, he had been infested by various things, and he had gone through orcs, green dragons, the Underdark, the Northern Expedition...

Over time, the great event of conquering the ice field was temporarily forgotten.

Well, this guy will never admit it, he just simply forgot about the dragon beast.

By the way, what's that guy's name?

Sam…Samoyed Ang…Angdalamo?

Well, yes, that seems to be the name.

As for the Frost Giant God Blessed, he heard Irelia mention it, but he seemed to be sprayed to death by himself? (Chapter 170)

Could it be that the Frost Giant Lord God has found another elect as an apostle?

Eze frantically searched for the pitifully little information in his memory, and gradually recalled some things.

Looking at Yize's dazed look, Ikles guessed that this guy had probably forgotten about the white dragon, otherwise it would be impossible to ignore him for so long.

It seems that the weight of dragon beasts in his heart is very low, and the expectation that he thought of using this as a threat was probably in vain.

That's right, this guy's subordinates don't talk about dragon beasts, even the real dragons are a large group, and there are countless powerful family members, there is really no comparison.

"Where? Let me see."

Ikales nodded, and the huge shadow element formed a vortex, leading to the old lair of the undead prince - the hall of bones.

Yize took the **** dog back into the dimension ring, and immediately stepped into the main hall unceremoniously.

With the further enhancement of his strength, the courage of this guy is getting bigger and bigger. If he had never been so reckless before, he would definitely be fully prepared.

Of course, there are indications that this is a strong confidence in his own strength.

In Elbaf, even if Ikales lays a heavy ambush in his lair, he is absolutely sure to retreat.

The basic layout of the hall of skeletons is similar to what he imagined. Anyway, how weird and gloomy it is. If ordinary people saw the corpses and skulls everywhere, they might have fainted from fright.

Perhaps it is a common problem of all kings, but the hall of skeletons is built very grandly, and Yize can move freely without reducing his size.

At a glance, he saw the cage of bones that Ikales had thrown into the corner at will.

Inside was a white dragon covered in bruises and bruises. In this environment full of rich shadow elements, the wound had long since festered and infected, and black blood continued to flow out.

It was lying on the ground, its head drooping, its eyes closed, and it was panting weakly.

When it sensed that a creature was approaching, it raised its head vigilantly and opened a pair of unusual scarlet eyes.

In front of him is a giant dragon with an unimaginable size. One leg occupies almost all of its sight. You must look up to see the appearance as clearly as possible.

He stood in front of him like a boiling volcano, bringing an extremely strong pressure.

Just the residual heat leaking from him easily dispelled the mist of shadows that made it uncomfortable.

What a mighty dragon is this?

In front of him, he was like a newly hatched cub!

It's irresistible, and it's just the momentum that makes it chill.

His existence even made Samoyed subconsciously ignore the undead Grand Duke who was also beside him!

It froze in place, with a face full of shock!

"Angdalamo."

Ize spoke calmly, but the shock brought by this sentence to the white dragon was no less than that of the legendary mother of dragons who gave an oracle. It was slow to wake up from its sluggishness.

"Samoyed Angdalamo."

Yize called out again, his voice was low, and he directly hit the Samoyed soul through his spiritual energy.

Samoyed's scarlet vertical pupils are full of inconceivables. How could this giant dragon know this name that has been silent in its heart for decades?

Could it be that…

The image deeply imprinted in the memory reappeared in Samoyed's mind.

In the ice cave in the Winter Mountains, it encountered a cute young red dragon. When it attacked it, it was slapped to recognize the reality.

- Your uncle is your uncle after all...

After encountering the attack of the frost giant, the young red dragon revealed its body in anger.

He is so perfect, every bone spur on his back, every crimson scale, is like the most exquisite handicraft in the world.

But his anger made Samoyed see the flames like a volcanic eruption in the snow for the first time!

The murderous frost giant is like the most docile lamb in front of him, and he can kill the entire frost giant tribe in one night. Even in retrospect of his power, Samoyed feels blood boiling.

"From now on, your name is—"

"Samoyed Angdalamo, and I am your master!"

…

"As you can see, I come from the vast Kazarin, the owner of that forest, this time I'm going to set off to return, and you..."

"I need you to work hard to develop your own power. In the near future, my clan will conquer this icefield. At that time, you will become the vanguard of my command and open up new territories for me."

…

"Little Bailong, you are a chess piece I arranged on the frozen snowfield, be careful, don't let me die anytime soon."

The picture in memory instantly overlapped with reality. Samoyed seriously looked at the appearance of the dragon in front of him, and then his body trembled violently, and water mist appeared from the bloodthirsty dragon pupil.

The same red dragon, also with bone spurs on its back, also has dragon wings with a strange structure, a familiar and unfamiliar aura, he can still call his name in one breath, it can't be so coincidental!

In addition to the mismatch between the size and the owner, other elements can find the answer in him.

But in the past few decades, even it has risen to nearly 20 meters. It is impossible for the owner to remain the same?

So, could it be that this is the master! ?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Samoyed couldn't help but let out a low-pitched wailing. With the IQ of a dragon beast, it seemed unlikely that it would develop its power, but it always remembered the last sentence of the master's account.

"Little White Dragon... Be careful... Don't die..."

Samoyed lowered his head, first stood on his hind legs, raised his tail slightly, and then sat down in the snow, leaning forward, sticking out his tongue and panting like a domestic dog.

Later, he lay on the ground on all fours like a dog, and gently rolled up his tail to cover his private parts, exposing his belly.

In the end, he turned his back to Ize again, knelt on the ground with his forelegs, pouted his butt, and the dragon's tail swung happily.

Looking at these familiar movements and the rich emotions in the Samoyed's eyes, Izai knew that it had recognized him.

Yize couldn't help but sigh in his heart that at that time he was still young, and he was still a child.

If it wasn't for Ikales suddenly mentioning it, he would have almost forgotten it himself.

Unexpectedly, this stupid dragon still remembers it all the time.

Hey, a dragon beast is so loyal, how can it make 99.9% of the true dragons love?

He stretched out his claws, ignoring the undead grand duke beside him, and grabbed towards the white dragon.

Samoyed closed his eyes in fear, but the imaginary punishment did not come. He only heard the sound of countless bone cracks. Samoyed opened his vertical pupils hesitantly, but found that the dragon in front of him was not an attack, but forcibly destroyed. Cage of bones.

Ikales looked at the skeleton frame and twitched. This guy just doesn't consider himself an outsider, does he?

Hey hey hey, this is my thing!

"Dad's father is called Grandpa!"

Immediately afterwards, Yize chanted a spell, and a group of green light appeared in his claws, and then slapped it into Samoyed's brain forcibly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

After a few seconds.

"Hey... master..."

"Gah!"

The air was suddenly quiet, and Samoyed looked at Ize with an incredible look, covering his mouth with two claws, as if frightened.

After a few seconds, it slowly lowered its paws, opened its mouth slightly, and tried to make syllables.

"what…"

It wasn't the howl that he had been yelling all the time, but the pronunciation of the Continental Common Language, the voice was very immature, and it sounded similar to Lolita to Ize.

It quickly covered its mouth with its claws, and its eyes kept spinning.

"Samoyed, I am your master, try it out, this is the enlightenment technique, I promised you to enlighten you, you have done a good job over the years, Samoyed."

The so-called enlightenment technique is actually a Druid spell that can unlock the wisdom of plants, birds, beasts, insects and fish.

Samoyed now only enables Eze to activate his spiritual wisdom, not to activate the real dragon bloodline, so in essence, it is still a dragon beast, similar in concept to the black dragon Ortorenzo raised by orcs.

The Samoyed shuddered again and lowered his paws, showing incredible surprise in his eyes.

It said slowly: "I was talking just now?"

The sound came to an abrupt end as its mouth closed.

Yize nodded with a smile: "Of course, apart from failing to activate the true dragon bloodline, unable to use dragon language magic, and without dragon power, you are no different from them in other respects."

"I can speak!"

"Wow!"

"I can finally speak!"

…

The Samoyed shouted with excitement. It didn't seem to mind whether the inheritance could be activated or not, and being able to speak was enough to make it happy.

It chatted non-stop, and kept imitating the cry of the ice creatures, or cursing, completely forgetting the master of Izawa.

After being crazy for a while, Samoyed finally accepted the fact that he could speak, and gradually calmed down.

It buried its head in its wings and lay down towards Yize: "Samoyed Angdalamo greets the master, thank you for the master."

Yize flicked his paws: "Small matter, as my family, how could it be possible that I have always been a ignorant beast?"

Yize took a few steps back, stepped on the steps, and reduced his size to become a dragon man. Under the stunned eyes of Weiwei and Ikales, he sat on the throne of bones and couldn't help turning his head to look at Ika. Les said with a frown.

"I said, after all, you are also the master of the southern border. Can't you build a bigger throne? You can't sit at all!"

Ikales: "…"

Please be the head dragon.

Look carefully at the size of this throne is it for you to sit on?

Do you really think that anyone can grow as big as you?

So shameless, co-author really considers himself the master of this place, right?

Fortunately, Ikales directly ignored Ize's nonsense. He chanted a spell, and the Throne of Bones was sucked behind the wall by an inexplicable force.

"Isn't it just sitting on your chair? It's stingy. It's not as big as mine, and it's not as comfortable as me. Even if you give it to me, you won't be too lazy to try it again."

Ikales: "…"

The fire of the soul in his eye sockets was beating violently, if he had blood and flesh all over his body like Wei Wei suppressed it, he would definitely be able to see the white eyes that were rolling upwards all the time.

Listen, is this what the dragon said?

If you feel small and uncomfortable, don't sit!

Damn, so angry!

Why didn't you find out just now, this guy is so inelegant?

Viviana couldn't help covering her mouth while watching, how dare this red dragon face the teacher with such an attitude? And the teacher is not angry?

When did the teacher's temper become so good, or did something happen outside that she didn't know about?

Yize shook his wings, but still felt comfortable in his original body, so he changed his sou again. The giant dragon with a size of over 100 meters appeared in the center of the hall again, full of pressure.

"Angodalamo, tell me, how have you been in the southern border all these years."

Yize squatted on a stone platform full of majesty, looking at Samoyed and asked slowly.

"Master, after you left that day..."

Samoyed lowered his head and talked about his experiences over the years.

"...It is rumored that the King of the Icefield climbed up from the bottom of the Howling Abyss. He obtained the evil power of the Frost Giant Lord God, Lord of Wrath, Koschurch. In a very short period of time, he gathered almost all the frost in the Icefield through violence. Horde of giants... He drove countless ice creatures to rule the ice, slaughtering all the white dragons he saw..."

"...all the wounds on my body were left by them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and finally cornered, I thought of you, my master, you told me that you were the master of Kazarin..."

When he said this, Samoyed carefully glanced at the Undead Grand Duke, but found that he didn't care.

"So you came to me, but I didn't expect that I was no longer here, and Kazarin had changed hands," said Yize.

Samoyed was lying on the ground completely, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Ize, and said sobbing.

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't complete the task you gave me. In the past few decades, I have only conquered a dozen winter wolves, but they have already died in the hands of the frost giants. The only thing I can remember is that you let me Don't die, live well."

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ps: Huh, the company has to work overtime on weekends, who would have to work hard for me, I haven’t had a vacation for a month in a row.

Good night, babies.