Lord Roar

Chapter 427
Seeing Cliff suddenly asking about his life experience, Allen was subconsciously surprised.

Frowning, he didn't know what the old guy was thinking now.

Clive Owen glanced at the Pope and said directly: "You step back, you don't need to know such secrets."

Some people don't understand the world, speak very straightforwardly, and never consider other people's feelings. Cliff is obviously a representative of them.

Of course, he also has this qualification.

Pope Menrosa shook his head with a wry smile and left. Conslet glanced at Allen, stood up very tactfully and followed Menrosa and left.

Menrosa is not a troublesome person, and he is not very interested in Allen's life experience. It doesn't matter if he is a son of chaos. Although this guy is both good and evil, his friendship with Orpheus is real , and it is still an ally with the Holy See for the time being.

After seeing the two leave, Alan asked warily: "You dismiss them, don't you want to kill me for revenge?"

Cliff snorted coldly and said, "If I want to kill you, do I need to send others away? Yasheng and Menrosa can't stop me at all."

"That's right, after all, you are a powerful sixth-order dragon." Allen nodded solemnly, and suddenly shouted: "Esther, come and protect me!"

Cliff:
Alice:
"Counsel!" said the horned python disdainfully.

After East ran over foolishly, Allen said: "Okay, it's safe now, let's talk."

"I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to give you an answer." Cliff continued: "The magic element in your body belongs to the same ancient magic element as our holy beast Jiao and the ancient herdsman Yi Sen."

"And then?" Allen felt that Cliff was flattering himself. Xiao Tutu used ancient magic elements and could spew out dragon flames. Easter used ancient magic elements and could release stars to fall. I used ancient magic elements. Except for growing four claws, it can't fart.

"The ancient magical element is not the original elemental power of Saint Cassis Continent." Cliff sighed: "This kind of power is also called the armament of the gods!"

"Armed by the gods?" Allen felt particularly tall in an instant.

"For thousands of years, there have been only a handful of races with ancient magic elements, except for the shepherds, the tree shepherds, and the sacred beasts of our race, the scorpion." Clive Owen took a deep look at Allen and said, "The witches of the devil world The demon king, the supreme king of the underworld, the wolf god Anubis, and the lord of hell, Tartaros."

Allen's heart skipped a beat.

"Do you know what they have in common?" Cliff looked at Allen with a half-smile.

Allen forced a smile and said, "Are they all villains?"

Alice snorted coldly, and interjected, "They're all people from other worlds! The indigenous races on the Saint Cassis continent can't cultivate ancient magic elements at all!"

Allen narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want to express?"

"My invincible Chief Bloodhoof." Alice said sarcastically, "You may not be the Lord Baron of the Kingdom of Locke!"

Allen's eyes twitched violently.

Cliff said lightly: "Alice, we are noble dragons, don't imitate some despicable human races, and only care about speaking quickly!"

The horned-winged python rolled into a ball, quacking and screaming: "Boss, this old guy is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai."

Allen glared at the horned python, how the hell do I know who the other party is scolding?

Cliff was not angry either, and said with great interest: "This ancient remnant is somewhat similar to the Yamato snake."

After finishing speaking, Cliff looked at the horned winged python and said with a sneer, "Do you know how the ancient giant snake died?"

"The mother and the dragon are dead, quack!" The horned python climbed onto East's shoulder, confident.

"As for the Yamatagi snake, its tongue was dug out by the ancient gods, and then wrapped around its eight heads, do you know what happened next?"

The horned python rolled its eyes and said: "Next, we will start the sun mother dragon, and then I will be exhausted, quack!"

Allen slapped his forehead fiercely. This broken snake doesn't know who to learn from every day, and it's really fucking cheap to keep it with you.

East said to the horned python in a serious manner: "Your ancestor, the death was really tragic."

"You're a dragon all your life, and you're worse than a caterpillar when you're dying, quack!"

The horned python and Esther sang in unison, making Alice's chest heave in anger.

Allen took a sneak peek, it doesn't matter how angry you are, the breasts are still so big.

Cliff is also quite depressed, how the dignified old herdsman got mixed up with such a gang of scoundrels.

Look at this savage camp, is there a good guy left?

A group of soldiers and thugs were armed to the teeth, and they wanted to go up and fight everyone they saw.

And that Conslet, a junior who was quite pleasing to the eye at first, saw that he was very submissive before he made a move, but he turned his face when he said that he turned his back on him, and after the fight, he started to attack himself and Alice behind his back.

Especially this blood hoof chief and this ancient relic species of horned winged python, full of swear words.

It really ruined Ethan's reputation.

"Okay, I'll stop here. Your origin has nothing to do with my dragon clan." Cliff continued leisurely, "I just want to know why the mark on your back is a golden dragon!"

Allen sneered and said, "What kind of golden dragon is this? Isn't this a golden snake with claws?"

"Bold, this is the totem of our ancient dragon god, are you insulting my dragon clan!" Alice glared at Alan as if she had taken gunpowder.

Cliff waved his hand and said bluntly: "Human race, whether you admit it or not, this is the totem of our dragon god."

Allen made a gesture with his hand, and said with a hey smile: "Don't be funny, I haven't seen you dragons turn into giant dragons. The one behind me is a golden dragon. It's so slender. You guys turned into a dragon." I'm getting fat behind me, who are you fooling, even if I eat enough, it's impossible for me to gain so much weight."

Allen said, but there was cold sweat lying on his back. He felt that he might have accidentally discovered a shocking secret.

The nine-clawed golden dragon, the ancient heavenly dragon clan, the dragon god, and the magic dragon that the other party said seemed to have some origins.

Cliff ignored Allen's jokes, and said pointedly: "As far as I know, you once bear the title of Son of Chaos."

"Hey, the nickname of Sajia is not worth mentioning. If you go out to hang out, it's a shame not to have a few nicknames."

Cliff was speechless. Allen was the first guy he met who could run the train with his mouth in his thousands of years of life.

"The first son of Chaos, the God of Chaos, is the ancient dragon god that my dragon clan believes in."

"Huh?" Allen was really shocked.

Cliff seemed very satisfied with Alan's shocked appearance, and continued leisurely: "The son of chaos in the past, the Chaos worshiped, is the black dragon totem. Since you are a believer in the God of Chaos, why do you have my dragon on your back?" God's totem imprint?"

"Me." Allen scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, and suddenly said happily: "I am in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han!"

"Why?"

Just as Allen was about to speak, Cliff knew when he saw the smile on the other side's face. This guy was about to talk nonsense again, so he waved his hand and said, "If you don't explain clearly, even if Ethan is protecting you today, wouldn't it be Can I still protect you forever? I, Lieyanlongcheng, are not just playing around with those idiots of the human race. If you are really smart, give me a satisfactory answer, and all the previous things will be wiped out!"

Allen was full of thoughts in an instant. The handsome old man Conslet once suspected that he was a person from another world, and the old blind man and the old housekeeper also asked some questions more or less, but everyone was tacit and no one pointed it out.

And the guy who can entangle him the most is Rooney, because according to this guy, once on an island in the extreme north, there was a humanoid creature that was exactly the same as him in terms of speaking and fighting. Sith continent.

But no matter how you say it, these people have no evidence, and they are all their own people. For them, their origins are not important at all, and they don't care.

But the dragon clan is different, especially the sixth-order giant dragon in front of him, who seems to be an enemy but not a friend, and there are traps everywhere when he speaks.

If it weren't for this, Alan wouldn't be able to fool around until now with three sentences and one lie, two sentences and one lie.

The sixth-order giant dragon is not bad for the old coffin that has lived for thousands of years. After being fooled by Alan for a few words at first, he has already reacted. After he finished speaking hard, he began to soften again.

Cliff said leisurely: "If you can give me a satisfactory answer, maybe you have some connections with my dragon clan. If so, with my amulet of Raging Flame Dragon City, who else on the mainland would dare to provoke your blood hooves?" Horde, right?"

Allen shrugged, expressing that he was not rare.

Cliff glanced at Alan with a strange expression, and said lightly: "If Dragon City releases rumors in my name, saying that you, Chief Bloodhoof, are a son of chaos and a foreigner from another world, at that time, you How do you deal with yourself?"

Mahler Gobi, Allen wanted Easter to make this sixth-order dragon directly.

With the prestige of Raging Flame Dragon City, once he reveals his old background, it doesn't matter what else, but how sad will the cheap father and cheap mother be, even if he doesn't care, there will be a big question mark in his heart.

I have to say that this old guy is really insidious.

Thinking of this, Alan's eyes turned red.

His eye sockets also started to moisten.

His body also began to tremble violently.

With a crying voice, Allen suddenly said with an aggrieved face: "I... am indeed a person from another world, but as long as I can remember, I have been sent to the mainland of St. Cassis."

"Oh, is that so?" Cliff said unmoved, "And then? What's the explanation for the dragon god's totem imprint behind you?"

Allen said as he should: "Everyone has this totem mark on their back when they are born."

"What!" Cliff was surprised, his eyes were full, and he stared at Allen and asked word by word: "The plane you were born in is called. What. What?"

Allen spread his hands, saying he didn't remember.

He was ready to push two-five-six. Anyway, he got a golden dragon tattoo, and he didn't ask for any relatives or acquaintances, as long as he could get away with it.

Although Allen's acting skills are overwhelming, a row of cold sweat is streaming down his back. As the oldest and oldest old fritters on this continent, the sixth-order dragon will see through if there is a flaw in his face.

Seeing that Alan's forehead was about to sweat, after all, he couldn't have the slightest flaw to cheat this kind of thousand-year-old fritters.

The horned python is a good teammate, rolling up a bucket of well water, and pouring it directly from Allen's head.

"Boss, are you cool, Quack!"

"Get out!" Allen kicked the flying horned python, but secretly gave the broken snake an appreciative look.

Needless to say, this guy's IQ is definitely much stronger than that of Babylon the Great.

If it was Babylon the Great, he would definitely ask stupidly: Boss, why are you sweating all over?

In that case, no matter how good your acting skills are, it's useless.

(End of this chapter)