Sighing at the three caves of the cunning dragon, Canaan also dived into the water and followed behind the dragon.

After diving for a few kilometers, the dragon in front of it burrowed into a huge black cavern.

The rock face was surrounded by aquatic plants, with a layer of cyan glowing creatures attached to it, seemingly frightened by the dragon's size, and they panicked.

By the glimmer of light, Canaan discovered that the cavern inside was overgrown with withered vines the thickness of his wrist, and it seemed that the dragon did not frequent it.

By this time, the dragon had already disappeared into the depths of the cave, and Canaan had no choice but to take out his wand and illuminate it, and grope his way along the rock wall to enter.

Although the cave is very empty, the passages inside are twists and turns, and as we go deeper, the cyan luminescent creatures gradually become less and less.

In the unlit waters, the faint glow on the Canaanite wand seemed to be swallowed up at any moment.

He didn't know how long he swam before he saw a strong light in the distance.

Ahead is a large, transparent blue barrier that blocks the flow of water.

On the other side of the barrier is an empty dome filled with glittering gold coins and gemstones that reflect light.

Canaan felt that even if he collected all the gold coins in the magic world, he would not be able to pile up such a spectacular effect.

The Frost Dragon, on the other hand, was tucking its head into a hill of gold coins, its thick white tail flicking from side to side, looking very enjoyable.

Is this the dragon's unique healing method?

Emerging from the mirrored space and walking to the dragon's side, Canaan randomly picked up a gold coin carved with an ugly goblin and inscribed with words he had never seen before.

Come to think of it, these gold coins are all products of antiquity.

As if sensing a strange aura, the Frost Dragon shook its head and snorted, peeking out of the mountain of gold coins to look at it.

The golden-black vertical pupils met Canaan's smiling face.

It froze, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

This demon has come with you!

At this time, under the urging of Canaan, the Supreme Toupeng broke away from him, fluttered in the wind, and quickly became larger, entangling the dragon that had just wanted to be prepared.

"Roar—" The frost dragon roared unwillingly, the wounds in its wings ripped open, leaving purple blood. But it was a cloak that was getting tighter and tighter.

Canaan hurriedly stepped forward and used his wand to put the blood into the glass jar he carried with him.

This is a good thing and can't be wasted.

As if knowing that it would be useless to struggle any longer, the frost dragon let out a wail and stuffed his head into the mountain of gold coins again, simply out of sight and out of mind.

Seeing the dragon that had given up resistance, Canaan couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and then began to look at the entire dome.

The space was the size of five or six football fields, and in addition to gold and gems, there were scattered pieces of humanoid armor and weapons.

I don't know where the frost dragon got these things.

Canaan raised his wand and cleaned up the treasure of the mountain.

A large number of gems and gold coins slowly rose into the air, each of its own kind. After a short time, it was neatly divided into two small mounds.

The dragon looked up and looked at the new cavern in front of him, puzzled.

What tricks is this demon playing again?

Ignoring the dragon, Canaan came to a piece of armor, where he found a white human skeleton and a parchment scroll clutched tightly in the white skull.

I think it was buried deep in the mountain of gold coins just now, and now it is revealed.

The scroll depicts a vague map of a lake and mountains.

He found that there was also a black leather bag pinned to Bai Gu's waist, which seemed to be made of wurm skin. This style of bag was prevalent in the Middle Ages and is now long obsolete.

Could it be a medieval wizard?

With doubts in mind, Canaan opened the bag with his wand.

Inside was a black diary, as well as an emerald the size of a thumb.

Feeling the power of space coming from the gem, Canaan smiled.

He has been mobilizing the huge forces of the Alchemy Foundation to search for green gems all these days, but he has not gained anything.

I didn't expect to find one here, and it was a real surprise!

After briefly skimming through the contents of the diary, Canaan discovered that the white bone was a dragon hunter before his death.

Born in the Middle Ages, he died in 325 wurms at his hands, and his dream was to successfully hunt a real dragon, so he has been searching the wizarding world for the dragon's tracks.

The map on the parchment scroll was the place he had found a gathering of dragons, which he called the Dragon Valley.

As for how he came to the magical secret realm and how he died, there is no record in the diary.

However, on the last page of his diary, Canaan found the dragon hunter's hand-drawn contract ritual.

It's a kind of contract to establish soul communication with the dragons.

The ritual is as simple as drawing a contract pattern with the blood of a human and a dragon and reciting the words of the contract.

If the contracted dragon does not resist, it can form a bond with the contracted dragon and establish a soul connection.

Of course, in order to prevent the contractor from being eaten by the dragon's soul during the ritual, the dragon hunter suggested that the contracted dragon should be in a coma for the whole time.

Canaan looked at the mountain-like frost dragon next to him and frowned slightly.

Coma? That's not easy.

The dragon opened its huge eyes and looked at the dwarf figure that was approaching, and a sense of foreboding came over him...

......

In the sky above the magical secret realm, white clouds are stacked.

Canaan is riding the Frost Dragon through the clouds.

"Dumb, hurry up!" he shouted excitedly as he stretched out his hands to feel the wind in front of him.

It's a great feeling!

"Roar—" The Frost Dragon roared, flailing its wings and flying off into the distance.

The figures of a man and a dragon gradually disappeared into the skyline in the sunlight.

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Hogwarts Great Hall.

"I can't believe that the Alchemy Foundation is going to hold a second press conference!" Roger shouted excitedly as he looked at the contents of today's Daily Prophet.

"I thought the tickets would be sold out this time, and I was going to write to my mom and ask her to buy them in advance. A newborn witch leaned over and said.

"I don't know what they've come up with, but my dad gave me a magic watch, it's so good. ”

"Professor Guvett should know that he is the vice president of the Alchemy Foundation. ”

"Then you might as well ask Canaan, his teacher is the president, he must know something. Roger turned his gaze to Canaan, who was quietly eating his food.

Seeing that the eyes around him were focused on himself, Canaan put down the silver spoon in his hand, looked at them, and said with a slow smile: "A very fun card game." ”

Canaan paused, then continued, "And tomorrow Saturday morning, Professor Guvett and I will give you a demonstration, and I think you'll enjoy it." ”

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