The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

After opening the channel connecting the two worlds, Ansi Er's consciousness returned to his body.

After entering the passage, he quickly released the "natural magic charm" and restored his body.

In a daze, he placed the end point of the Astral Gate above the sea, but he did not rule out that a human magician would come to prevent his return, or even kill him directly.

Although Jinlong didn't know much about human magicians in this life, Ans El knew a lot about human beings.

Selfishness and xenophobia are "good morals" that this race cannot give up, and there must be many magicians who adhere to the principle of "others must have different hearts".

Even the metal dragon, which has always been known for its kindness and justice, can't walk swaggeringly on the continent.

Ansier entered the passage very quickly, and he didn't have time to call Sandro up, but from the fluctuations in the soul imprint, Ansier knew that he had followed in.

The inside of the passage is full of golden colors, and the outside scenery cannot be seen.

After a while, Ansel heard Sandro's voice behind him.

"My lord, wait for me!"

There is no way to get off or move in the space passage, and can only move forward at a fixed speed, so Anseir has a constant distance from Sandro.

However, they are moving quite fast in space, which they cannot clearly perceive.

Ansi Er felt that only a moment had passed, and they rushed out of the space channel and returned to the main material world.

"The main material world, I'm finally back!"

Ansair spread his wings and shouted in the air.

The loud sound caused the sea water to swell underfoot, forming a small tsunami on the sea.

"Ah! What monster is that! Run away."

An exclamation came from a tin pirate ship, and it fled in the direction of Ansel in the waves.

Just now they saw the golden light in the sky and thought they had found a treasure at sea, so they drove the pirate ship all the way.

But unexpectedly, a huge and boundless gray behemoth ran out of the golden light and made a terrifying roar.

Ansel was too big now to get too close to see him in full, to see that he was a great dragon.

"Stupid pirates!"

Ansel spewed out a giant fireball, which flew towards the pirate ship like a small sun, causing a huge explosion.

The pirate ship made of iron was instantly torn apart, and the pirates in it all died.

He hated pirates the most, so he showed no mercy at all, killing them all with one blow, turning them into nourishment for extraordinary evil power.

"My lord!"

Sandro also quickly emerged from the passage.

The magnificent golden passage quickly darkened and was filled with void again.

Ansair nodded towards Sandro.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's go quickly."

Although he and Sandro both possess the strength of demigods, and this place is on the boundless sea, even a strong human cannot force the two of them to stay, but Ansi Er does not want to be injured when he comes back. What.

After all, human magicians have many means, and it is impossible to guard against them.

Ansier is still preparing to return home, but he doesn't want to return to Dragon Island with all his injuries.

Lose the dragon!

Not long after Ansel and Sandro left, the space on the sea fluctuated.

Seven or eight demigod-level human magicians appeared on the sea.

"It's so abominable, to actually kill our fellow clan!"

A magician looked at the charred corpse floating on the sea and said angrily, he was an extreme humanist.

"It can't be said, they are obviously pirates, and they never do good things anyway. It's a good thing for others to die."

The other magician shook his head and confronted the first magician.

"The smell of dragons."

A magician took off the mask on his face, revealing a face covered with wolf hair and sniffing the air.

He smelt of Ansel in the stench of sea water and the smell of charred corpses.

"Accurately speaking, it's a golden dragon."

Put on the mask, the magician affirmed.

It's just that he doesn't seem to smell Sandro.

"Golden Dragon? According to the records, the underground world indeed once housed an incomparably powerful ancient golden dragon, but he shouldn't have the ability to space."

The magicians talked a lot, but they didn't come to a conclusion.

"Can we follow?"

A magician suggested.

"No, the taste suddenly stopped a hundred miles away."

The masked magician shook his head.

"Even if we can catch up, so what? This is not our human territory. Metal dragons don't only care about themselves like five-color dragons. We are not enough to fight with demigods. We should go back first and report our findings to the hospital. grow up."

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On the other hand, under Sandro's reminder, Ans El used the medicine he provided to eliminate body odor, which he usually doesn't pay attention to.

Although the sea is vast and it is easy to get lost, each metal dragon can sense the corresponding position of the dragon island in the sea.

The first thing Ansair did when he returned to the main world was to return to Long Island. After so many years of wandering out, he was accidentally exiled to the underground world. I am afraid that his mother would be worried.

A gust of gust of wind would blow when the sturdy and huge wings fell on the sea at will, giving Ans El the strength to push the heavy body forward rapidly.

"My lord, am I going to follow you to Long Island just like this? Wouldn't it be a little bad if your elders saw it?"

Sandro followed closely beside Ansel, and said shyly.

Ansier rolled his eyes at him, always tangled in some strange things.

However, Sandro is a lich and belongs to the dark camp in a sense, and maybe other metal dragons really don't like it.

Thinking of this, Ansair turned to Sandro.

"Alright, it's probably better if you look better."

Most of the metal dragons are a group of face controls~www.novelmt.com~ Sandro was delighted when he heard the words, and turned around.

He didn't dare to turn into a metal dragon in front of the giant dragon. With the pride of the giant dragon, it was a bit provocative.

The cloak on his body disappeared, and Sandro revealed a beautiful face, big bright eyes, pointed ears, and long soft golden hair.

If other races are ranked in the hearts of metal dragons, then the number one is the elves, which are both beautiful and simple and easy to fool.

Seeing that Sandro had turned into a delicate elf, Ansi Er also felt a little more pity and cherish jade.

"Hide in my scales, it's windy."

"Thank you great lord!"

Sandro gratefully shrank his little self into the gaps in Ansel's scales.

Ansier felt that he was not too handsome, but that Sandro's messy appearance with a beautiful face in the air was really a ghost.