The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

"Damn!"

After an unknown amount of time, Arnold woke up from a coma and covered his head in pain.

He noticed that the storage ring on his hand was missing.

The gold coins in it are a small matter, and the loss of the city lord is a big deal. Without the city lord making him call the magic circle, it will be extremely difficult.

Arnold hurried out of the hall.

"Sir, when did you come back?"

The guards outside the door were surprised to see Arnold walking out of the hall.

They are guarding here honestly, making sure that no one has entered, and the city lord has not come back.

Arnold was shocked when he heard this.

"When did I go out, and where did that pastor go?"

"What kind of priest? The city lord hasn't been out for a while. You told us to close the hall so no one can enter, and no one else came out."

said the guard.

Shapeshifter?

This is Arnold's first idea, this is a monster that can change into someone else's appearance.

How could there be a shapeshifter in the Arctic realm, not to mention that it would use Holy Light and was the first to be destroyed by Holy Light.

Arnold shook his head, thinking it was useless, he had to find the priest immediately.

"Then where did you go after you saw me leaving the hall?"

"This? We only saw you going over there."

Although the guard felt strange, he still reached out and pointed to the side.

Arnold looked, that was the direction of the basement.

His face instantly turned gloomy, remembering that Ans El had deliberately proposed to go to the basement and said that after seeing the frost giant.

It turns out that this person has long been involved with the frost giant.

Arnold ordered a few guards and rushed to the basement with him.

After the barrier was opened, it was not closed, and he entered the basement.

The potions were rolling in the potion furnace, but there was no pharmacist beside him to add the herbs.

Noda's cell was empty, and there was no shadow of the frost giant in sight.

A city lord's order lay quietly on the ground, and Ans El did not decide to take it away in the end, so as not to cause more trouble.

Arnold picked up the city master's order, and his face looked a little better.

So many frost giants were rescued, he not only lost a lot of money, but also many orders for potions could not be completed smoothly.

Arnold keenly noticed that there was a patch on the floor of the cell that obviously did not match the surroundings.

He took out his long sword and stabbed it fiercely, and the long sword immediately sank into the ground.

This is snow!

After Cecil rescued the clan, he was not in the mood to help Winter City restore the ground to its original state, leaving behind a pile of snow to block it and left.

There are also magicians in the city lord's mansion. Although the level is not high, it is not a problem to transport some snow, and the passage is quickly cleaned up.

"Chase!"

With so many disabled frost giants, they definitely won't be able to run far. This is Arnold's idea.

He led the guards into the tunnel, all the way to a snow field outside the city.

There was no frost giant in the snow field under the dark night. Arnold did not expect that this was a legendary strong man who came to rescue his clan in person.

The ice and snow fell on him, and even though his physique was a gold-level warrior, Arnold still felt a little cold.

These frost giants!

I won't let you go easily!

Arnold thought fiercely in his heart.

On the other hand, Ansi Er and Cecil had already returned to the Frost Horde with the frost giants.

"I really don't know how to thank you. Without you, I wouldn't be able to save them in Winter City."

Cecil looked down at Ansel with gratitude.

"It's okay, we also have a request from you, which is an equal exchange."

Ansel scratched his head and said, of course he remembered that the purpose of this trip was the Frost Mystery Realm.

"Haha, I will fulfill my promise to open the Frost Secret Realm, you can rest assured."

Cecil laughed.

"I don't know what to do with your clansmen. They have all had their limbs cut off. Even if they are rescued, they are actually disabled. How can they support themselves?"

Ans El said, he was just hesitating whether to use star infusion to rescue these frost giants.

After all, Star Infusion consumes a lot of money, and the Frost Giant Tribe has nothing that the dragon is interested in.

"You don't have to worry about it. Our frost giants are half-flesh and half-elemental creatures, and we have special healing magic."

Cecil explained.

In this way, Anselm was relieved.

"So Uncle Osmond, can you tell me what's in the Frost Frost Realm now?"

Ans El asked, from the beginning he didn't know what the Frost Mystical Realm was.

"So you didn't tell him about the Frost Frost Realm?"

Cecil looked at Osmond strangely.

Osmond litigated and said, "Okay, now I can tell you something about Frostland."

"The Frost Mystical Realm is a large magic circle left in the Arctic realm when the Dharma God traveled the world to explore the mysteries of magic thousands of years ago.

Legend has it that the Fa-God realized the mystery of ice magic in the Arctic realm. In order to thank him for giving back to the Arctic realm, he kept all his insights in the magic circle.

And the frost giant, as the master of the extreme arctic ice, the darling of ice and snow magic, has the ability to open the magic circle.

The Frost Frost Secret Realm of the Frost Frost Tribe is one of the eyes of this large magic circle, and it can also be said to be a sub-magic circle. "

Ansi Er's magic background is very poor~www.readwn.com~ I only heard about it, I know that it is the ice circle left by the magic god, I don't know what it has to do with Osmond's body refining method.

Cecil added: "This magic circle has the function of condensing the magic power of ice, so we will establish a tribe here and grow from it.

I also awakened the realm after passing through the Frost Mystery Realm and became a true legendary powerhouse. "

"Okay, what's going on in the Frost Frost Secret Realm, you'll know when you go in."

Osmond ended the speech.

"That's right," Cecil smiled and said, "I'll take you to the Frost Mystery Realm, and then you'll understand everything."

Cecil brought Ansair and Osmund to the altar at the center of the Frost Tribe.

This is a huge round platform made of ice and snow, surrounded by six icicles, which are engraved with complex magical patterns.

Under Cecil's arrangement, the six priest-like frost giants each put their hands on the six icicles.

The magic of ice and snow is poured on the icicle, and the magic pattern is activated to emit a blue light.

The magic power came to the top of the icicle and sent a ray to the center of the altar.

A light blue vortex immediately appeared in the center of the altar.

Cecil moved deep into his hand, and a bundle of thick blue magic power poured into the vortex.

The vortex that was originally nothingness has condensed a lot.

"Go, the Frost Secret Realm has been opened."

Cecil gestured to Ansair.

"Well, then I'll go."

Ansel nodded and flew to the altar.

He came to the whirlpool and gently stretched out his claws.

The claws passed through the vortex and seemed to enter another dimension.

Taking a deep breath, Ans El stepped into the Frost Mystery Realm.