The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Valk is not a good tour guide, he just took Ans Air around the sky very casually.

However, there is really nothing worth visiting on the second basement floor. Ansair looks into the distance from the sky, except for the endless rice fields, which are the houses where the tribes live.

The terrain on the second basement floor is very flat, unlike the first basement floor which has mountains, forests and waterfalls.

The river here is also meandering and slow, flowing from nowhere.

However, when Valk mentioned the place he was most proud of, his face was a little less gentle, and there was more strong pride and desire to share, and Ansel couldn't help but be a little interested.

But Sandro is also a demigod powerhouse who has lived together in this underground world for a thousand years. Of course he has been to the place Valk said, but he disdains it.

"Isn't it just a shabby bookstore? You always treat it like some great high-level magic tool."

Valk, who has always been suave, heard the words with anger in his expression, and his tone also seemed cold and hard.

"Hmph, Sandro, you can play with me casually, but you can't speak ill of my bookstore!"

A bookstore?

Ans El was stunned when he heard the words. Could it be a place full of books on martial arts or magic?

Ansel's interest is even stronger in places that Valk, a demigod powerhouse, can regard as a treasure.

If there is any interest in his Longsheng, if there is no computer, it is to go around the world to see all kinds of new things.

"Shandre, since we are guests, we must respect the host, how can we speak ill of others! You'd better keep me safe!"

Ansair warned Sandro.

Valk was very pleased with Ansel's helping him to speak, and a little smile returned to his face.

Sandro looked at Valk's smug smile, and there was a sound of teeth rubbing against each other under the cloak, making his back chill.

Seeing that the atmosphere became a little dignified, Ansier couldn't help but feel that he was still too rude to Sandro, at least he was a demigod who was worthy of the name, and he still had his own dignity.

His huge dragon mouth opened slightly, just about to say a few words so that Sandro could go down a step.

However, he saw that the soul flame under Sandro's cloak dripped down intermittently like tears, but it disappeared as soon as it reached the neckline.

"Woooooo~ Your lord actually murdered me for a stinky kobold. Don't talk to them for a minute in the future!"

Sandro let out a weeping sound and said aggrievedly.

If he was a girl, and a lovely and beautiful dragon girl, Anse Er might still feel a little guilty.

But co-authoring him is a lich!

Ans El looked at Sandro and shook his head helplessly. Why is my fanatical believer either a fool goblin or a lunatic lich.

"59, 58, 57..."

Sandro heard a sound from under the cloak, and it seemed that he really wanted to ignore Ansel and Valk for a minute.

Ansel didn't want to talk to Sandro for a while, he said to Valk.

"Then please lead the way."

Valk was obviously more accustomed to Sandro's chaotic character than Ansair, and he nodded to Ansair with some joy and happiness.

"follow me."

Valk flew towards his clan with Ansel, while Sandro hung behind Ansel and followed silently.

Humanoid intelligent creatures like goblins, gnolls, and kobolds are not creatures favored by the elements like frost giants.

Therefore, although they have a large population, it is more difficult to breed strong ones.

Valk is not the patriarch of any kobold tribe. In a sense, in the era when the gods disappeared, he was the **** in the eyes of the kobolds.

He can coordinate the entire kobold race.

As the guardian of the second underground floor, he is also responsible for managing this floor.

But aside from distributing food by population, Valk does not interfere with the way other races live.

Because he has his own unique hobbies, he has no time to pay attention to these ants.

Ans Aier swept past the houses of many kobolds, and many kobolds raised their heads and looked at Ans Aier's huge body in horror.

Even if Ansel didn't take the initiative to attack, as long as he fell from the sky, he could smash down a large house and many kobolds.

However, these kobolds were relieved after seeing the Svenly defeated dog next to Ans Aier.

That was a god-like existence in their minds.

Ansair could see that Valk was quite happy.

He happily brought Ans El in front of a huge circle, like a child who wanted to show off his toys to his friends.

"As far as your things are, no one would come to **** them without this magic circle."

Sandro was silent all the way, and now he finally couldn't help but complain.

Valk just rolled his eyes at Sandro and then ignored him, but turned his gaze to Anseir.

"We're here."

I saw Valk lightly touch the magic circle, and a wave of ripples appeared on the magic circle.

The magic circle faded, revealing a beautiful three-story log cabin inside.

In fact, this wooden house is not too small, but in front of Ansel's size, it is not even a kennel.

"Your Excellency Ansel, your size is too huge, I'm afraid you can't enter, can you get smaller?"

Valk took off his hat and hung it on the scepter and said politely, now that he has fully entered the identity of the master.

Compared to the entire second underground floor, this is the world that truly belongs to him.

"No, absolutely not!"

Sandro retorted loudly, his emotions were so intense that even the soul flame in his pupils became unstable.

"Valke~www.novelmt.com~ You let the Lord kill me, even if you want to coax my king to become smaller, what is your intention? I want to kill you!"

Sandro did what he said, and a black energy shot out of him.

Valk didn't seem to have expected Sandro's reaction to be so big, and his expression changed drastically.

Behind him is the bookstore that he regards as a treasure. Even if he dies, he will stop this attack, although he will not suffer any serious injuries.

"Okay, Sandro, calm down."

Ans El stretched out a huge dragon claw to block in front of Valk, completely protecting him and the wooden house behind him.

The black energy hit Ansi Er's dragon claw and released a huge explosion. If this blow fell on Valk, it might leave a scar.

Respecting the law of no smoke and no harm, Ansi Er was only blown off by some granite shields, which had no effect at all.

"Ah, what have I done, I actually hurt the great Lord, I should be damned!"

Sandro fell into chaos and looked even more dangerous.

"It's alright, alright, I'm not hurt again, you better calm down."

Ansel helplessly glanced at Sandro's head with his dragon claw.

He couldn't help but sighed why, as a god, he had no means of punishing believers.

Perhaps this is the reason for not awakening the omnipotent power of the second stage, Ansel can only guess.

Fortunately, Sandro liked Ansier's comforting methods, and gradually calmed down.

Valk, on the other hand, looked at Ansel with a solemn expression.

Sandro's attack just now reached the strength of a demigod anyway, but I didn't expect that Ansel would do nothing at all.

With such terrifying strength, it is fortunate that it is not a human being, and it is fortunate that it is not an enemy...