After remembering the pattern that resurfaced when she cracked the circle this time, Muria left the exhibition hall, entered the library under the gaze of some dragonborn maids, selected some books, and left the crystal castle.

He didn't go back to the Titan Land directly, but first went to the Giant City on Taiji Island, summoned many Giant Commanders and Storm Giants in the White Jade Shrine, dealt with some important affairs that had piled up, and accepted the pilgrimage of some giants who had recently come to the Titan Islands by the way.

In the end, Muria returned to the Titan Land through the teleportation array he had set up in the White Jade Shrine.

When he returned to the courtyard residence, under the extension of Muria's spiritual power, it was quiet, Cynthia, Jessica, Renata, the three sisters of the red dragon and the white dragon of Xueba were all sleeping quietly in the room. And the white tiger Troy was lying on the roof lazily basking in the sun.

Muria didn't disturb the four little she-dragons who were sleeping soundly, for them, fighting in the abyss was a very draining thing, after all, they were always on the lookout for it.

For Muria, the Abyss Training Ground is just a training ground for practicing martial arts and spells, even if he only has the Golden Fifth Order now, but with all his strength, he can easily kill some soul-level demons of low rank.

Even if he encounters a high-ranking great demon at the peak of his soul intent, he can't beat it, and he can easily run away. As for the legendary demon, it is not his concern, as long as there is a demon of this level, there will naturally be a titan to clean it up.

However, for these five-colored dragons who were in the teenage dragon stage and had all advanced to the gold level because they had eaten the flesh and blood of the legendary sea monster, the Abyss Training Ground was a dangerous place. If you are not careful, you are in danger of losing your life.

The strength of the red dragon is basically around the third order of gold, and the first six red dragons to hatch are far ahead of the other five-colored dragons, and like Muria, they are at the fifth order of the gold level.

However, although the level is the same, the combat power is indeed very different, and Muria is on the verge of being able to enter the soul intent at any time, and they are estimated to have to go through a deep sleep before they can enter the soul intent level.

Among these five-colored dragon groups, these six strongest red dragons can barely deal with the first-order demons of the soul intent, and the higher-level soul-level demons are blind, and they have to shout for help to find Muria.

The strongest red dragons are like this, and the rest of the younger red dragons and the other four weaker dragon species are even more difficult to survive in the abyss training ground, and they must join the group to survive.

And this is what Muria is most looking forward to and happy to see, under the oppression of death, the five-colored dragons have abandoned the prejudice between the dragon species, the strongest red dragon is willing to join forces with the white dragon known as the shame of the five-colored dragon, and the blue dragon no longer dislikes the green dragon and the black dragon, and joins forces to survive in the abyss training ground, and by the way, kill demons in exchange for crystals.

And this is also one of Muria's original intentions to lead the dragons into the abyss training ground, he hopes that the five-colored dragons he raises can unite with each other and learn to help their kind.

It sounds like a, but Muria wants his dragons to do just that, and to do so, he does not hesitate to die to force them to learn to unite. This approach, so far, seems to be working.

"Big cat. Muria flew up to the roof, came to Troy, who was covered in a snow-white body with a pair of pure white wings, and then, very naturally, lay down between its soft hairs.

The big cat with half-squinted eyes basking in the sun felt that he fell between his own hair, and a pair of ears moved, and then there was no more, for more than ten years, Muria did not know how many times it had been lying on it in human form, and it went from being uncomfortable to resist at first, to being indifferent now.

"Casio!" Muria, comfortably sunk between her snow-white hair, called out to the Spirit's name. At the same time, the legendary formation pattern that he had memorized was transmitted to her through the connection between himself and the spirit.

A translucent slender figure condensed around Muria, the size of a normal human. After Casio condensed his body, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a series of mysterious and complicated formations condensed in front of Muria. This is the formation that Muria remembered and couldn't decipher.

"It's starting to crack. Muria sat up and stretched, then looked intently at the formation in front of him, and began to try to crack it, while Casio on the side looked at Muria quietly without a glance, and according to his mental fluctuations, he condensed a light curtain that recorded the knowledge of the esoteric magic circle, providing him with assistance in cracking the formation.

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Time flies, and the time of the year passes silently. During this period, Muria, as before, practiced martial arts every morning, then met with a few Titans or Blazing Gods, and then soaked in the pool of life for a while, after that, studied the magic circle, cracked the legendary formation, or studied the spell book, and built a spell model in the spiritual sea.

At the same time, every once in a while, Muria also led the five-colored dragons to the abyss training ground to experience and kill. He went to great lengths to erase the dragons' selfishness, brutality, and other bad natures, while instilling in them some values that Muria himself considered extremely "correct".

And just when Muria turned forty-nine and was about to completely crack the defensive circle in the Golden Dragon Lady's Castle, the influence of the dragon's blood on him quietly came.

Fifty years old, for the ancestral dragon, it is time to step into the age of the teenage dragon.

When the sun had just emerged from the horizon, dispelling the darkness and shedding the first rays of sunlight, some of the five-colored dragons who had not slept all night poked their heads out of their palaces and looked at the quaint building on the top of the hill, where the sound of weapons piercing the air should have been heard at this time, but today, it was exceptionally quiet.

"What's going on? Why is there no sound today?"

"Could it be that Muria is planning to be lazy today? A blue dragon guessed a little darkly.

"Do you think it's possible?" the other green dragon looked at the blue dragon who guessed that Muria was lazy, "Muria is not you, how can he be lazy? I haven't seen him take a day off for more than ten years." ”

"If Muria isn't lazy, it's his fault. A white dragon said firmly, and said the guess that was closest to the truth.

"What's the problem?" asked a hideous red dragon curiously. Although the white dragon is the worst in the dragon group, because of the existence of the school tyrannosaurus Claudia, the white dragon's spell-casting ability is the highest among the dragon group, and its intelligence has been developed to an extreme.

"Muria is already in a deep sleep and ready to move on to the next age group. ”