The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Ans El found himself extremely suitable for the battlefield.

Thousands of frost giant warriors and sacrifices fought for a long time, but they only killed a hundred white dragons.

And he only needs to attach the soul-sucking blow to his tail, and the more than 100-meter-long tail swept across the battlefield, dozens of white dragons were blown up on the spot, and dozens of giant dragons fell into the air with serious injuries.

On the other hand, it is still a relatively powerful dragon. If it is replaced by a weaker ordinary human soldier, or another race, Ansi Er may be able to stack thousands of layers of Soul-Draining Blow in just one battle.

The reason for the slow stacking of Soul-Draining Blows was that he thought that stacking layer by layer was too slow and laborious.

In his previous life, he couldn't talk about how diligent he was. After becoming a giant dragon in this life, coupled with the lazy nature of the giant dragon, he often spent three days fishing and two days drying the net.

Sometimes Ansel would tell himself that he can't be so lazy anymore, that only by becoming strong enough can he be a better swinger.

But within two days, he would tell himself to know how to combine work and rest.

The remaining white dragons fled when they saw that Frost Wing was dead.

After the frost giants hunted down a lot of white dragons, a few white dragons managed to escape.

But in any case, in this war between the white dragon and the frost giant, the frost giant won the final victory.

The remaining frost giants wept with joy. They fought heroically to protect their tribe, their wives, children, and parents.

Although the Frost Giant also suffered heavy losses, Cecil, who has lived for an unknown number of years, is used to seeing life and death, and only the future of the Frost Tribe is what he cares most about.

He smiled slightly.

The Wings of Frost died, and the Nest of Frost disintegrated.

On this piece of ice, there is no legendary creature that can bring great danger to the Frost Tribe in a radius of a hundred miles.

Wounded frost giants will be healed by magic, and the lack of population will be reborn in a peaceful and peaceful life in the future.

Ansir and Osmond hurried to Frost's Lair after taking care of the white dragon.

Osmond has already regarded Frostwing's treasure as a treasure, and he will not work in vain.

Just thinking about how much wealth a legendary dragon who has traded with humans can have, Osmond's heart is hot.

He is not a lofty dragon like Nichols who regards money as dung.

Outside the Frost Lair, the magical enchantment in it did not disappear with the death of Frost Wing.

"Uncle Osmond, this magical barrier can only be passed through by the white dragon. Otherwise, I will go in and help you get the treasure out. You will give me half of it. I also helped to kill the Frost Wing just now."

Ans El suggested that he was not completely out of ideas about treasure.

"Silly child, the dragon has no relatives in front of the treasure, and you actually think that I will give you half of the treasure. It's fantastic."

Osmond shook his head coldly and refused.

"Even if you don't take action, I can easily take down a white dragon. You don't think I used all my strength just now, right?"

At the moment of treasure, Osmond turned his face and refused to recognize the dragon.

"Look, how can a small magical barrier stop a giant dragon from retrieving his treasure!"

Osmond flew towards the Frost Nest, and the magical enchantment felt the constant shock of threats.

The two claws erupted with golden light, which was some kind of world-breaking magic.

Osmond inserted his claws into the barrier and tore it apart.

With a huge roar, the magical barrier shattered like a peeled egg.

Without the protection of the magic enchantment, the Frost Nest revealed its full face. This was the first time Ansel had seen it from the outside world.

In order to carry such a large number of white dragons, the Frost Lair occupies no smaller area than the Frost Horde.

There is a big hole at the top of Frost's Nest, which is where the sunlight enters and also the passage for Frost Wing to enter and exit.

But today, this entrance did not welcome back its owner, but two golden dragons.

The last time Ansi Er came to the Frost Nest, he didn't go all over, and this time he was a little curious.

And Osmond is not at all interested in the white dragon's lair, he has already smelled the treasure.

Osmond took Es El all the way to the palace of Frostwing, and he easily cracked the magic seal on the way.

With a single effort, Osmond ripped open the magical barrier of the palace, and immediately saw a boundless pile of gold coins.

"I got rich!"

Osmond's eyes glowed as he rolled around in the stack of gold coins.

"It's all mine, these gold coins are all mine!"

He sprinkled the treasure on his body.

Even if he already has the strength of the legendary field, he still can't resist these shiny things.

Ansel looked speechless as Osmond rolled in gold coins like a newborn dragonfly.

This uncle really doesn't look like an elder.

Osmond was excited for a while before regaining his composure.

He put away all the gold coins and gems, leaving only a pile of magic props.

Osmond pretended to be generous.

"You have contributed a lot to this battle. Don't think about the treasure. I will give you these magic items."

These magical props all have one thing in common, that is, they are gray, and Osmond is not interested.

Ans El picked up one of the rings and injected magic power, and a small fireball appeared in the air, not even one-tenth the size of his own fireball technique.

Rubbish!

Ansier groaned in his heart.

If these magic items were really useful to the dragon~www.novelmt.com~ Frostwing wouldn't put them in the palace to eat ashes.

Even so, he still put these magic items into the storage ring, which might be useful in the future.

Speaking of the ring he got from the City Lord of Winter City before, in addition to a pile of gold coins and gems, there is also a teleportation scroll that is estimated to be used to save lives, several martial arts, and other useless magic props.

Martial arts must use Dou Qi to activate their power, but giant dragons cannot cultivate Dou Qi, and only humanoids can activate Dou Qi. Therefore, these martial arts books are also waste to Ansi Er.

There are also a few bottles of ice blue potions, which are probably the frost giant potions mentioned earlier.

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Once again, I came to the black fog, and the seven stone monuments were towering, and it seemed that it was no different from before.

Ans El looked at the stone tablet strangely. Why did he enter the black mist without a new awakening skill this time?

When he saw the stone tablet of Longxue Wuji, he finally realized what was different.

There is an extra line below the description of the skill of Flame Breath. It is a new skill, which also belongs to Dragon Blood Wuji.

Before that, he thought that a hero could only get one skill.

[Dragon Wrath: Increases the attack damage of five-colored dragons by 20%, and participates in killing legendary dragons and above to increase magic resistance. Current kills: Frostwing. 】

Good guy, a full 20% damage bonus to evil dragons, this really doesn't leave them a way to survive.

Ans El complained in his heart that in the face of a giant dragon below the legendary level, he could beat them to half death.

The latter one of killing the legendary dragons to increase the magic resistance is a blatant statement that he is going to kill the dragons.

This skill makes the dragon's already harsh living environment even worse.