The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Amidst the clouds and mist, Anseir and Sandro stood on the edge of the airship's deck.

Soon after they came to the territory of the Eastern Continent, they encountered a large airship traveling to and from the magic capital.

The Juggler's letter finally worked, and the legendary magician on the airship was also a member of the Magic City. After reading the letter, he agreed to let Ansel and Sandro hitch a ride.

The only thing that upset Sandro was that the legendary magician asked him to remove the soul lock on the Princess of the Fallen Kingdom.

The Magician Association of the Eastern Continent has issued a strict decree prohibiting magicians from using such insidious and vicious magic on humans.

Fortunately, this legendary magician was cautious, because he couldn't see the strength of Sandro and Ansair, so he didn't do anything except to warn them, otherwise the whole airship would be gone.

Looking down at the criss-crossing railway tracks on the ground, as well as many tall buildings and mage towers, Ansi Er felt like he was dreaming back to Blue Star for a moment.

The Western Continent is still immersed in the dogma of the Middle Ages, and the Eastern Continent has stepped into the age of magic industry.

Compared with the East Continent, the West Continent is simply a backcountry!

However, after being shocked for a moment, Anse Er felt that it was reasonable.

After all, it is a magical world. With the creativity of human beings, it is normal to have such a situation in the Eastern Continent for thousands of years.

He just couldn't help sighing: "Human creativity is amazing!"

Ans El's feelings for humans are very complicated. Most of the time, he thinks that humans are a selfish and arrogant race, but he still has to sigh at their excellent creativity.

"These **** humans, such a flood of magic will destroy the entire continent!"

A look of shock and anger appeared on Sandro's face.

He has not yet reacted so violently to the airship and the floating city. After all, these high-end magical creations are only in the upper class of human beings, and only top-level magicians can call them.

But the endless and complicated railways on the ground reminded him of some not-so-good memories.

Hearing Sandro's alarmist words, Ansair couldn't help but say: "It's not so, I think they are doing a good job and can improve the lives of ordinary people. Look at ordinary people in the Western Continent, they are simply not human beings. Life!"

From a human point of view, Ans El is more inclined to the practice of the magicians of the Eastern Continent.

"Lord, you don't know something. Ten thousand years ago, the magical attainments of the Elf Empire far surpassed the current human beings, and they are also the overlords of the continent.

Thousands of clans come to the DPRK, what a sight!

At that time, the children of the elves did not need to work by themselves, so the complicated and boring work was handed over to the war tree people who had no wisdom and only obeyed instructions.

The elves have been carefree in their long life, can choose their own hobbies at will, and have almost endless resources. "

Listening to the magnificent picture drawn by Sandro, it is definitely a very prosperous country.

But to this day, the elf empire has long since disappeared in the long river of time, and the elves have also shrunk in the forest of elves.

Ans El couldn't help but wonder what caused the elf empire to die out.

"Such a good situation until one day, an elf scholar who was trying to spy on the truth of time and space inadvertently opened the gate of hell. The coordinates of the main world were exposed in the void, attracting the peeps of countless powerful planes.

Even if the elf king cut off the chains in the void with supreme magic, he was still bound by the abyss plane and the undead plane.

There was a three-way melee on the mainland. It is said that at that time, the strength of the demigods was just cannon fodder! "

Ansel:  …

Sure enough, as he expected, when he reached the demigod, he began to say that demigods are all ants. Fortunately, he didn't go to Shilipo Sword God foolishly, then he would not be able to leave the mountain in this life.

"Afterwards, all sides exhausted their heritage, and the first batch of gods appeared. At the same time, magic research was lost and damaged, and it returned to the wild era.

Before the fall of the elven empire, there was a saying: excessive magic will lead to punishment.

So the elves gave up magic and turned to nature. "

Sandro explained the history thousands of years ago.

These things were not described in detail in Ans El's inherited memory, but what Sandro had seen and heard during his lifetime.

"So that's the case," Ansier nodded and said, "If only there was a divine punishment, killing all humans, and then our dragons would dominate the continent for a while."

In fact, if you want to say, thousands of years ago, when the Dharma God was not born, it was the most glorious moment for the dragons, with the highest magical talent and unparalleled physicality.

When Sandro heard the words, he fantasized excitedly: "When human beings return to the age of blood and hair, Lord Lord will be able to divide a large territory on the continent, and there will definitely be many people worshiping under Lord Lord's body. ."

"When the time comes, I will let them mine gold every day for me."

Ansel imagined.

Fortunately, there are no people around them, otherwise, if they hear their conversation, the designation will confirm that they are not human.

Just when Yilong Yilich was immersed in a beautiful fantasy, a large flock of two-headed birds appeared in front of the airship.

These birds are more than two meters long, with two heads, a pair of wings, and four claws. They look ugly.

"I haven't eaten this bird yet."

Ansier recognized the two-headed bird, and couldn't help licking his tongue, saying that his feast is now more and more difficult to superimpose.

"Lord, then I'll get them for you now."

Sandro immediately stretched out his small white hand and said while mobilizing his magic power.

"Don't worry, let's see what the legendary magician in the magic capital will do."

Ansair said while holding Sandro's hand.

He had always heard that the magic of Eastern Continent magicians far surpassed the ancient magic inherited from other races.

This two-headed bird is a magical creature. One head can spit out a strong acid that corrodes the black iron, and the other head can spit out freezing cold air. The feathers on its body are very tough.

A single one is difficult to deal with for silver-level warriors, and they are always haunted in groups.

Of course, they are not the opponents of a legendary magician with one hand, but Ansi Er just wanted to see how the magician from the magic capital would deal with it.

There are three floors on the deck of the airship. Ansi Er is regarded as the capital of magic, and the guests live on the second floor. The third floor on the top has only a small room, which is where the legendary magician lives.

I saw a white giant hexagram in the room on the top floor of the airship, in which countless complex magic patterns were depicted.

As a magic novice, Ansier was dazzled, while Sandro's expression darkened and he was very ugly. He found that he had been seriously outdated in the thousand years of the underground world.

Countless qi gangs erupted from the front of the airship, attacking the unaware two-headed birds.

The attack trajectory of this Qi Gang is quite strange, and the two-headed birds seem to have lost their ability to fly before they can react, and they have fallen from the air.

The Qi Gang erupted violently, but in fact the two-headed birds did not receive any actual damage at all.

The legendary magician didn't even bother to kill them, just let them not block the front of the airship to ensure that the airship could proceed according to the original route.

Ansier couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment. He rarely saw such an unrestrained powerhouse in this world.

Sandro remembered that Ansair wanted to eat two-headed birds, and mobilized his magic power to stab at the two-headed birds.

Half of the two-headed birds gathered together were caught by Sandro out of thin air, and the other two-headed birds flew away in shock.

Sandro exerted a little force, wanting to kill these two-headed birds first, and then stuff them into the space ring.

There are so many two-headed birds, enough for the Lord to eat for a long time, Sandro thought in his heart.

Every time Ansel wanted to eat, Sandro would grab a lot of it and put it in the space ring, so that Ansel had no appetite for anything now.

"What are you doing?"

The legendary magician of the magic capital walked out of his room and flew in front of Sandro, with a dark face and a cold voice.

With a wave of his hand, the big hand that bound the two-headed bird collapsed.

Sandro's specialty is not gas magic, and this gas magic is already an old version of a thousand years ago, with too many flaws, so the legendary magician can easily crack it.

"you!"

Watching the two-headed bird that Ansel wanted to eat flew away, Sandro's eyes widened, and terrifying magic was in his hands.

The legendary magician who was proud of how easily he could easily decipher Sandro's magic didn't have time to rejoice, but suddenly a chill came from behind, and he quickly mobilized the magic circle in the airship to bless him.

"What do you want to do!"

The legendary magician has the confidence to show no weakness.

"Sandro, wait a minute."

Ansier quickly held Sandro's hand, and they seemed to be quite used to bullying.

Is this okay? This is not good! This is not what a good dragon should look like.

Ansier still pays attention to his own image, so he is ready to hear why the legendary magician doesn't use these two-headed birds.

As far as he knew, these two-headed birds were also good magic materials.

"Why did you stop us from hunting the two-headed bird?"

Ansel asked the legendary sorcerer.

"You are a magician who jumped out of a lump. Your strength is not bad, but you don't understand any rules."

Hearing Ans El's question, the legendary magician showed a strange expression.

He can perceive that Sandro's strength is not under him, while Sandro is completely under Ans'er's orders, and Ans'er's strength must be stronger.

In addition, the previous letter was written by a famous genius in the magic capital, so the legendary magician was very puzzled why such two people did not understand the decree issued by the Magician Association.

"To be honest, we secretly practiced magic in the Western Continent. Now that we are strong, we came to the Magic City to study."

Ansel lied.

"Western Continent? That's understandable."

The legendary magician's face did not show too much surprise. It is not uncommon for people who want to learn magic secretly from the Western Continent and finally come to the Magic City for further education.

"Since you have come to the Eastern Continent, you must obey the many decrees issued by the magic capital."

The legendary magician took out a thick book from the storage ring, making Ansair's eyelids jump, so thick.

"There are all the regulations from the magic capital, and everyone in every country in the Eastern Continent must follow."

Ans Air took over the code and couldn't help but say, "This is for me, right? No money."

The legendary magician rolled his eyes, how come the magicians from the Western Continent are so poor with such virtues.

"No, count me as a private sponsor for you to come to the Eastern Continent for further study."

The code was too thick, Anse Er took back the storage ring, ready to let Sandro read it and tell him.

"So, is it written in the code that two-headed birds cannot be attacked?"

"Almost. The two-headed bird is a second-class protected creature in the Eastern Continent. In order to maintain biodiversity, it cannot attack rare creatures for no reason."

The legendary magician replied.

Secondary protected organisms?

This Eastern Continent is really fun.

Ansair groaned in his heart.

"Okay, don't make trouble for the two of you. Although you are very powerful, I am not a vegetarian, not to mention that there is an entire magic capital behind me!"

The legendary magician looked at Sandro, who was still angry, and said unceremoniously, especially when he mentioned the magic capital, his eyes were full of pride and security.

The Magic Capital is the two strongest backers that can rival the Church.

Even the Forest of Spirits and Dragon Island had to retreat by three points.

Although he has not seen the full power of Dragon Island, Ansier can guess that the dragon can't beat humans, otherwise, with the arrogance of the dragon, he will kill the mainland long ago.

"Also, your magic is too old-fashioned, like an antique from a thousand years ago. Go to the library of the magic capital to update and learn about the new magic of the past ten years. Young people nowadays have ideas."

The legendary magician said to Sandro half-provocatively and half-pointing.

"When I became a legend, your grandma didn't even know where to get milk!"

Sandro looked at the back of the legendary magician leaving and scolded sharply.

Being appointed by a little legendary sorcerer, Sandro felt greatly insulted.

But as soon as he finished scolding, he regretted that he had lost the image of a lady in front of the Lord.

Sandro hurriedly pretended to be wronged, there was a faint mist in his bright eyes, and his small mouth pouted.

"My lord, he is good or bad, bullying me. Why don't we find a place to remove his hand, and then find a stinky monkey's foot to put on him..."

The more Sandro said, the more proud he became~www.readwn.com~ Disassembling and assembling various limbs is also his specialty.

"Come on, I think he's okay. He gave us a book for free. Let's take a look."

Ansel took out the code and threw it to Sandro.

In all fairness, his senses for legendary magicians are not bad, reminding him of scientists in previous lives who would sacrifice their lives in pursuit of truth.

"What is there to learn from the human code, magic is the rule."

Sandro impatiently flipped through the code.

"Okay, just take your temper, we are going to the magic capital, where powerful magicians gather, not a small garbage country like Manopura, I don't feel like being besieged by a group of demigod magicians. "

Ansel said earnestly.

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