The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Ansel looked at the stone pillar, and then at his incomparably huge body.

"Otherwise I'd better get smaller, or I seem too big to get in."

"Absolutely not! My king, how can I make you condescend to the formation. Please keep the way you are now!"

Seeing that Sandro was so fanatical and firm, Ans El couldn't say much.

Although he is a fanatic of his own, he is still a lich with the strength of a demigod. There is no absolute certainty that Ansair can defeat Sandro.

Sandro is not something that Sandy can handle at will.

He decided to wait and see how Sandro solves this problem, and also to see the power of a demigod magician.

Before, Uncle Nigus was a demigod-level magic dragon, but Ansel was too young at that time and did not see Nigus showing any powerful magic.

Thinking of Nigus's laboratory, Ansel felt that these magicians were all obsessed with their own bodies.

This thought made Long Ju tense and shivered for a while.

too disgusting!

I saw Sandro floating in the air, his cloak shaking in the wind.

Under Sandro's control, the 100-meter-high giant suture monster picked up the stone pillar behind him.

Ans El's brows twitched, is this a violent solution?

This stone pillar is quite high, as if it is connected with the heaven and the earth, even Ansi Er can't see the head.

That's why he didn't choose to fly directly over the stone pillar and then fall.

Logically speaking, this stone pillar will be quite heavy, so can this suture monster still rely on brute force to move?

I saw a burst of blue ripples swaying around with Sandro as the center.

Ansel did not evade, and the ripples through his body had no effect at all.

However, he could probably sense that the magic around him was agitating.

Sandro is like a huge vortex pulling the surrounding magic power.

However, the magic around Ansel remained unmoved.

Sandro glanced at Ans El in surprise. He could feel the huge magic power reserve in Ans El's body, as if it were a walking magic crystal mine.

This is the result of Ansi Er's hard work over the past year superimposing extraordinary evil power.

As expected of my favorite dragon!

Sandro was only stunned for a moment, and then turned his eyes to the stone pillar again.

I saw him sticking out a white and flawless jade lotus root from under the cloak. The five fingers were slender, the knuckles were distinct, and the skin was tender, as if it was not the hand of a lich.

Shouldn't a lich be a skeleton monster?

Ansel was lost in thought.

The dragon's memory is quite good, and the memories of the many online novels in Ans El's previous life come to mind.

Looking at the lich Sandro, Ans El had to wonder if he was "she".

After all, the lich's speech is the voice of the soul, and it feels like the sound of the wind blowing through the hoarseness of the bones.

Just when Ans El was still doubting Sandro's gender, a huge wave of magical power erupted in Sandro's hands.

The magic runes on the stone pillars glowed brightly, as if echoing Sandro.

Sandro's cloak bulged like a gust of wind.

Ans El really saw the Stitching Monster move the huge stone pillar with difficulty.

The suture monster itself is the product of no consciousness, and can only act according to the command of the master.

Its four monster-like hands burst out with amazing power at the same time, and when moving the stone pillar, its arms were constantly festering and tearing.

Finally, the stone pillar was removed by a size large enough for Ansel to pass.

The soul flame in Sandro's eyes dimmed a little, obviously it was a lot of consumption.

Weary and joyful, he voiced his voice to Ans El.

"My lord, fortunately, you are not humiliated, you quickly enter the magic circle."

"Actually, I can really get smaller, and I don't have to be so troublesome."

Ansel reluctantly glanced at Sandro before entering the circle.

As for how laborious it is!

After Ansel's 200-meter-long tail entered the magic circle through the stone pillar, Sandro manipulated the suture monster to move the stone pillar back to its original position.

Although the Stitch Monster doesn't roar, its skeleton makes a creaking sound.

Sandro cut off the connection with the suture monster and entered the circle by himself.

Seeing this, Ansier couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want this suture?"

"My lord, it is enough to have you and me!"

The lich folded his hands together and looked up at Ansel, the two soul flames seemed to have turned into heart shapes.

"roll!"

Ans El roared at the soul imprint.

Damn! His licking is better than mine.

Ans El didn't bother to worry about whether Sandro was a man or a woman. Anyway, he was a lich and a dead man.

Well, "Sandre", the name should be a male.

Sandro straightened his robes and recited a spell in his mouth.

The magic patterns on the surrounding stone pillars gleamed with the magic circle in the middle.

A strong light flashed, and Ansel felt a sense of weightlessness, and then felt the surrounding space compress for a while.

This feeling is inexplicably similar to taking an elevator, but far more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the entire delivery process was fast, and there were no problems.

Ansier stretched his neck, and his 200-meter tall body allowed him to easily see things in the distance without being blocked.

He has now come to the second floor of the underground world, and is now in the magic circle. The surrounding buildings are not high but small tents and wooden houses.

Beyond the tents and wooden huts, there is an endless farmland in the distance, and there are countless tauren working hard in the farmland.

Their faces were filled with happy smiles, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is really happy to steal food after all.

In the middle of the farmland, there is a huge building made of stone, which looks like a gladiatorial arena.

Ansel suddenly felt a slight vibration on the scales of his abdomen, and he looked down.

However, he saw two kobolds hacking at his scales with the axes in their hands.

"Don't you usually deliver meat? Why is this sending a mountain down today?"

A kobold complained. He mobilized the bronze-level vindictive energy in his body. The only rune on the axe in his hand was shining, and he slashed the granite shield of Ansel.

To be honest, Ansel didn't even feel the slightest pain, and even the granite shield just fell off a little dust from being chopped.

But this kobold almost chopped off his head because the axe in his hand flew out because of the force of the shock.

He hurriedly shook his hand, and the tiger's mouth was shaken with blood.

"Ah, it hurts!"

He closed his eyes painfully.

The other kobold just raised the big axe in his hand and hasn't chopped it down yet. Seeing the miserable condition of his companion, he immediately put down the axe.

"Let's go back to the priest and ask what the situation is."

These two kobolds are the people who usually deal with the animal meat thrown by Sandro.

In addition to the two of them, there were also several kobolds with long axes in their hands surrounding Ans El.

Ansel was about to stand up when something hard hit him on the head.

He looked a little annoyed, but it was Sandro who was a little late.

Sandro was touching his head wrapped under the cloak and muttering to himself.

"I actually touched the head of the great Lord, it's such an honor, it's so sinful!"