The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

The blizzard raged in the white fog of the Frost Mystery Realm, and Ansel closed his eyes as he watched the countless huge icicles falling from the sky.

He didn't know how long he had been in the Frost Secret Realm, only that the granite shield was constantly refreshed and broken.

It is estimated that all the ice magic has been experienced by him.

Boom~

With a loud bang, Ansi Er's huge body, which was frozen in solid ice, appeared on the altar of the frost giant.

Osmond had anticipated this scene for a long time, and was not at all worried about Ansel's situation.

He exhaled a mouthful of dragon flames to melt the ice that enveloped Ans El.

This frost is actually a kind of magical magic that delays the lifespan of an injury. Everything wrapped in it will be frozen for time, but its casting conditions are harsh, and it can be easily broken from the outside world.

Ans El woke up from the ice, and when he saw Osmond in a hazy state, he couldn't help but hit him with a paw.

Osmond chuckled lightly, and took Ansair's attack lightly.

He put Ansier's paw lightly on the ground, smiled and said, "It's all right now, just sleep for a while if you're sleepy."

The wounded Ansi Er dragged his exhausted body to sleep on the altar.

The effect of the ice-based healing magic has not completely disappeared, and his injuries are rapidly healing.

"Is it alright if he just sleeps on your altar like this."

Osmond said, the altar is a place to worship the gods, and some tribes will consider it more important than the survival of the tribe.

Although he soon fell asleep when he came out back then, his size was not as large as that of Ans Aier, and Ans Aier directly occupied the entire altar.

"It's okay, the Snow Goddess has been dead for thousands of years. This altar is almost useless except to open the Frost Mystery Realm. It is better to feed those sacrificed meat to the little babies in the clan."

Cecil said with a smile, he did not shy away from talking about the gods his tribe once believed in.

Having not received the slightest response from the gods for thousands of years, Cecil knew that the survival of the tribe rested entirely on himself and his people, not on any god.

"Hmph, Cecil, I didn't expect you to have no faith. I still believe that Lord Dragon God will return one day sooner or later and lead our metal dragons to the mainland again."

When it comes to Bahamut, Osmond's eyes are full of reverence.

This is the advantage of the inheritance of giant dragons. Even though thousands of years have passed, the belief in dragon gods still exists.

"Hahaha, don't talk about that. Let's go, let's go to a bar."

Cecil laughed and interrupted the topic involving gods.

"Don't get drunk."

Osmond and Cecil left the altar, and the only dragon who left Ansair was sleeping here.

the other side.

Winter City, the City Lord's Mansion.

"Arnold, why are you looking for me so quickly? Isn't it time for a deal?"

Said a woman with silver hair and a cold, arrogant face with her arms crossed.

She is the white dragon Kathy, the adult dragon, the right-hand man of Frost Wing.

Having lost hundreds of frost giants, Arnold had no idea of ​​laughing and teasing this time, and said with a gloomy expression.

"The frost giant you sold me last time was rescued."

"I was rescued, in Winter City, how is this possible?" Casey said incredulously.

Immediately, her face sank.

"You came to me this time, wouldn't you think we rescued these frost giants?"

Arnold shook his head: "I have no doubts that you are a guy disguised as a priest."

"Priest?"

Kathy remembered the person she passed by before.

A powerful priest came to Winterfell, and this spread all over Winterfell.

It's just that they didn't come out after seeing the priest enter the City Lord's Mansion.

Many people who came to the City Lord's Mansion in the hope that the priest could personally take care of him were driven out by a fiery Arnold.

"That guy isn't a real priest, he's just proficient in an advanced transfiguration and healing."

Arnold explained that this is also his speculation these days.

Noble priests will never mix with inferior frost giants. With the strength of the church, the frost giant tribe is just ants at their feet.

"So, what's the matter with you asking me to come this time?"

Casey watched Arnold draw a grim measure.

Supply is in short supply, and this is a good time to raise prices to get higher profits.

"Several cities around me are urging the Frost Giants potion. I must acquire hundreds of Frost Giants in a short period of time, otherwise I will pay a huge price for the breach of contract."

Arnold confessed his predicament.

"Hundreds of frost giants, do you really think that frost giants are so easy to catch?"

"I can increase the price by 20%, and if I collapse, where will you go to find someone to trade in the future."

Arnold said half-threateningly, half-tempting.

Casey fell into contemplation. This is indeed a huge profit, but the process is too difficult.

Now that the patriarch of the frost giant has woken up from his slumber, coupled with the lessons learned, he will definitely strengthen the protection of his clan.

It is not difficult to catch a few frost giants hunting alone, but it is not so easy to catch hundreds of frost giants at a time.

Seeing Casey hesitate, Arnold spoke again.

"I know that you must have discovered some large frost giant tribe. I can send troops to help you capture the frost giants together. UU read www.uukanshu.com and the price is yours."

"No, this is absolutely impossible!"

Casey denied Arnold's proposal. The Frost's Nest was not very far from the Frost Horde. If humans were to be led there, wolves would be led into the house.

"I might as well tell you directly, we did find a large tribe of frost giants, we have legendary powerhouses here, but they also have legendary powerhouses.

There is no way to deal with the legendary powerhouse, no matter how many trash fish you send, you will be cannon fodder. "

"Is that so..."

Casey's claims did not exceed Arnold's predictions.

He took out an ancient scroll from his new storage ring. He didn't know what kind of leather it was made of and it was extremely tough.

"what is this?"

Kathy looked at the scroll in Arnold's hand and asked.

"Have you ever heard of the Forbidden Demon Realm?"

Arnold played with the scroll in his hand with a proud face, because it was left by a great human magician.

When Kathy heard the words, she stared at the scroll with more alertness.

"How could I not know about such a famous legendary magician? It's a pity that he was assassinated not long after he broke through the legend."

That is a magician who specializes in how to prohibit the enemy from using magic power, and is known as the mortal enemy of magicians.

After he broke through the legend and obtained the forbidden magic domain, any legendary and below magicians within his domain could not use magic power.

It's a pity that he was assassinated by an old legendary assassin soon after.

"This is the forbidden magic scroll he left, and I got it by accident. It is enough to prohibit a legendary powerhouse from using magic power for a quarter of an hour. In a quarter of an hour, you can always bring me back more than a hundred frost giants. Right."

Casey took the scroll.

"Of course!"