The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

The starlight poured into the goblin's green skin, and Randolph felt comfortable from the inside out. He felt as if he was several years younger, but Randolph also knew that this was just his own illusion.

Ansel stopped releasing Star Infusion, and Randolph was the last goblin to face his test.

Before him, only two dozen young and strong goblins had passed the test.

They are all glad that they are still alive, and the deaths of many of their companions are only short-lived sorrows.

The infusion of the stars is mainly to restore vitality, and can not delay aging, or rejuvenate.

Randolph's problem was not a physical disability, but a body that had become so frail with age.

Even now let him walk down the hill by himself, he would have to gasp, not to mention attracting ferocious beasts.

"Lord God, I'm already so old. If I try to attract wild beasts, I'm afraid I'll die. Can you give me a gift for the sake of my old age?"

Randolph knelt on the ground and prayed to Ansel.

Ansel's huge head was held high in the air, and the sound seemed to fall from the sky through the clouds.

"Inferior Goblin, you dare to question my test! Death can at least prove your loyalty to me!"

Ansair showed no mercy.

His injury has fully recovered, and naturally he will not stay here for long.

Whether it is galloping in the boundless world to slaughter beasts, or to find a way home, bringing a group of incompetent and weak goblins with them is undoubtedly a drag.

Ansier didn't notice that the radiation of the blood moon made him extraordinarily manic. If it were changed to the previous one, the metal dragon's kindness might make him show the spirit of respecting the old and caring for the young, and spare poor Randolph.

"No, no, Lord God, I will never dare to question your decision! If only death can prove my loyalty to you, I will never back down!"

Randolph said loudly, there is still a ray of life in Ans El's test, and if he disobeys the gods, then there is only the way of death.

"Humph!"

Ansel snorted coldly.

At this point, Randolph knew that he could not escape the test set by Ansel.

He walked up to the magic props. Those swords and shields were too heavy. He couldn't bear them and chose to give up.

These magic items have been replenished by Ans El.

Randolph didn't take the magic boots that could run faster. He sneaked a glance at Ansair, and then covered his hands and feet with magic rings.

Ans El resisted the urge to slap him to death with a claw. Randolph did not violate the rules of Ans El's test, but this behavior made Ans El feel sick.

I don't want these magic items anymore, I'll give them to these goblins later, it's of no use to me anyway.

Ansier thought in his heart with a look of disgust.

After choosing the magic props, Randolph did not leave immediately, he walked in front of Sandy and the goblins who survived the test.

"Master Patriarch."

The goblins seemed to realize that there was almost no chance of Randolph surviving this time, and their eyes were a little sad.

Thinking of the previous test, the patriarch used magic to bless them, but when the patriarch tested himself, they couldn't do anything.

Randolph glanced at the goblins and nodded in relief.

They are all goblins who were exiled from the original tribe due to disability and other reasons. Because Randolph had a little magic and more knowledge, he was elected as the patriarch of the hill tribe.

Although they have only spent more than a month together, they have experienced countless dangers in between.

After all, there are still so many goblins who can survive, and I, the patriarch, are not in vain.

Randolph said with satisfaction.

Without Ansel's protection, these dozens of goblins would die sooner or later in this dangerous world.

Although the population of the Hill Tribe has plummeted due to Ansel's test, the surviving goblins will not live in terror all day long.

Randolph himself is very old, and even if there is no test from Ans El, I am afraid that he will not be able to live for long.

"You will be the servants of the Lord God in the future. Even without me, you will definitely be able to live well in this world. In the future, you must obey the words of the Lord God and obey the arrangements of the Lord God."

Randolph instructed the young goblin in front of him with tears streaming down his face.

Then he walked in front of Sandy and looked up at the six-meter-tall goblin, with a stupid expression on his face.

Randolph couldn't help but smile a little, Sandy really didn't understand the meaning of death.

"Although I have absolutely no idea why Lord Gods value you so much, the future of the Xiaoshan Tribe is all on you."

"I?"

Sandy pointed to himself, as if he couldn't understand what Randolph was saying.

Randolph originally wanted to touch his head, but now he can only touch Sandy's calf.

"Goodbye, everyone!"

Randolph walked down the hill with determination.

Ans El patiently waited for them to say goodbye. After all, he is not a bad dragon.

Because of Shandi's huge size, the previous invisibility ring could no longer be used. Ansi Er did not send goblins to follow Randolph, because he could not trust other goblins.

Ans Air watched Randolph walk down the hill, then walked into the forest and disappeared.

He actually didn't mind that Randolph really ran away. After all, Randolph was already so old, and Ansel also knew that letting him pass this test would be sending him to death~www.novelmt.com~ After waiting for an hour, nothing came from the mountain. Without the slightest movement, Ansier finally lost his patience.

He stood up on the edge of the cliff, his huge body obscuring the sky.

The hill shook for a while, and the goblins fell to the ground when they could not stand still.

"Grab my paws, we should go!"

The goblins looked reluctantly at the foot of the hill, hoping that their patriarch would miraculously survive.

But that kind of situation can only occur in biographical novels, and their expectations can only be empty.

Sandy was the first to hug Ansi Er's huge golden dragon claw.

Even if he is now six times his size, with a height of six meters, he is only as long as a dragon claw of Ansi Er.

The other goblins reacted and immediately hugged Ans El's claws.

Their bodies are all too small, Ansi Er's claws are like thick tree trunks, they can't hold them, they can only hold on to the granite scales attached to the claws.

Ans El flapped his strong and powerful wings to fly at high speed in the air, and the goblins firmly grasped their claws so as not to be swept away by the strong air current.

Although it would have been better to hide in Ansel's scales, he would not allow such a filthy race to defile his scales.

Sure enough, Anselm flew for a while when the goblins were swept away by the air current and fell heavily in the sky.

"what!"

The fallen goblin screamed, but Ace El just glanced at it and ignored it.

The goblins grasped with difficulty, but their bodies gradually weakened.

At a critical juncture, Sandy finally made his move. He grabbed a few and hid them under his chest. Only then did he retain the last seeds of the Xiaoshan tribe.