"I heard that you curse me every day with a group of dragons?" Muriya asked the little silver dragon with a blank face, sitting on the crystal throne, unable to see any joy or sorrow.

"That ......" the little silver dragon Lu Fei laughed twice, wanting to explain, she knew that it was useless to lie in front of this evil dragon, he was an existence with the blood of a golden dragon, and it was pointless to lie in front of him.

"Don't think about quibbles," Muria stretched out his hand and lightly clicked, and then a projection circle formed in front of Lu Fei, and then in front of the dark secret room, a small silver dragon with a slight black stripe on its body and a cloud dragon appeared together cursing a certain existence.

"That...... Dean, there's a reason for this, listen to me!"

"Whatever the reason, there is no explanation for your discrediting of the Dean. Get ready to receive its elemental journey in front of the whole school!"

"No, Dean, listen to me, I really have no choice but to use this way, I really didn't mean to slander you. ”

"Then I'll give you a chance to explain, let's talk!" Muria still looked expressionless.

"I created the Society of the Mourners, but due to the nature of the Society's cultivation power, not many dragons were willing to join, and then I heard that you are immune to all nature curses, so I made this decision. ”

After listening to Lu Fei's explanation, Muria stared at her without saying a word, making the little silver dragon more and more uneasy, not knowing what Muria wanted to do with her. When the Wind King's Castle fell silent for a long time, Lu Fei finally heard the voice, and the beloved Dean finally spoke again.

"Although there is a reason for this, the nature of this incident is still very bad, and it will never be tolerated, and you must accept punishment. ”

"Lord Dean, be merciful, I know it's wrong, give me another chance! ”

"Do you want to have another time?" said Muria, with a playful look on her face.

"No, no, just this once, there won't be a second time, don't worry. Little Silver Dragon Lu Fei swore and promised.

"No, you need to have a second time. After hearing that the little silver dragon was frightened by herself, Muria nodded with satisfaction.

"Huh. The little silver dragon Lu Fei raised his head in confusion.

"You don't just need to have a second time, you need to have a third, a fourth or even more. Muria said something that made Xiao Yinlong very confused, and then opened his mouth to explain the reason,

"Although you may not be aware of it yourself, it is necessary for me to tell you that the dragon members who have joined your club are the largest number of dragon species among all the clubs established by the Dragon Academy since its establishment. ”

"That's ......," the little silver dragon Lu Fei showed a look of anticipation on his face.

"It's business as usual, how you expanded the community before, and how you will continue to do it in the future. However, the content of your curse on me needs to be changed, and there must be no disrespectful words, and if you offend again, I will invite you over for tea and have a good discussion with you. ”

......

Lu Fei, who was taking her members and cursing Muria loudly, remembered everything she had experienced before, and her paws did not tremble, she knew that her curse every day was seen by Muria, and any dragon who disrespected him would be counted on her head, who made her the president of the society.

"I haven't become a legion commander yet, there are so many moths, wouldn't it be even more tiring if I become a legion commander in the future?" Lu Fei thought a little sadly, she found that just the first step to complete her goal was so difficult, how could she live in the future?

......

Time passed quietly unconsciously, and many races in the world of Erathia gradually discovered in the long passage of time that the number of dragons active in the world was decreasing year by year, and many famous dragons disappeared silently and never to be seen again.

In the lower reaches of Erathia, dragons have gradually become legendary creatures, and among the civilians at the bottom, dragons have become full of mystery, and everything related to dragons, intelligence, materials, and prices have all begun to soar.

Among many intelligent races, the number of professionals derived from dragon hunting is decreasing year by year, because of the mass disappearance of dragons, there is no longer the soil for them to exist against dragons.

In the same way, the deity born from the increase in the number of dragons and the destruction caused by the deterrence, the dragon stalker, Marlock, who has gained less and less faith, is now facing the danger of being demoted.

Of course, all this change is not obvious, although the dragon has disappeared, there are still a large number of dragon creatures remaining, multiplying all over the world, they have not disappeared on a large scale like the dragon.

In contrast to the decrease in the number of true dragons around the world in Erathia, the Sinapus Dragon Academy has grown in scale, with more and more ancient dragons serving as professors, and the number of teachers acting as auxiliary coordinators has also increased.

However, although there are a large number of ancient dragons serving as professors, everything in the Dragon Academy is still up to Muria, because before each ancient dragon comes to the Dragon Academy to take office, Muria will invite them to have a "friendly" exchange.

So even if the stall of the Dragon Academy is getting bigger and bigger, there is no discordant sound in the academy, everything is under Muria's control.

......

"Muria, are you ready? The barrier of the Netherworld is about to collapse, if you don't break through to the Legendary High Level within twenty years, all your operations in the Netherworld may be burned. ”

With her blonde hair hanging down to her waist, a beautiful girl walked into the castle of the Wind King and looked at a young man surrounded by stacks of books.

"Twenty more years? For nearly two hundred years, Muria, who had spent most of her time in the Wind King's castle reading books, raised her head and smiled slightly, her eyes full of confidence,

For the past two hundred years, he has spent most of his time studying, occasionally taking some free time to make adjustments and plans for the development of Sinapus.

For example, leading Sinapus to travel around the world and collect dragons from all over the world, Sinapus has flown around the world around the twelve red roads over the years, collecting most of the dragons on the twelve subcontinents.

And those mage five-colored dragons who were exiled to the twelve subcontinents by the Golden Dragon Lady have all been found, and after these dragons returned, they were all thrown into the Dragon Academy by Muria for a second transformation, they need to learn new knowledge, and they must keep pace with the times.

Once, they could be regarded as elites among the dragons, and after the establishment of the Dragon Academy, because of Muria's cruel and systematic dragon education, a large number of elite dragons were cultivated, and Muria's five-colored dragons raised since childhood were nothing, and many five-colored dragons no longer had many advantages in the face of the new generation of dragons, the only advantage was that they were relatively old, and all the five-colored dragons were already adults.

Another very important advantage is that they maintain a friendly relationship with Muria, and with Muria's coercive support, they still keep up with the trend of the dragon clan, and they are still the elite of the dragon clan.

After these five-colored dragons entered the Dragon Academy, under the guidance of Muria, they had even become the benchmark banner of the five-colored dragons in the Dragon Academy, attracting many five-colored dragons in the Dragon Academy, and even some rare dragons took the initiative to attach themselves to them.

In fact, in the Dragon Academy, as long as the dragon has studied for a while, he knows that the samurai buildings in the academy are basically the minions of their dean, Muria.

"Time flies so fast!" Thinking about everything he has experienced in the past two hundred years, Muria's eyes showed emotion, in the past two hundred years, I don't know if it is because he is married, he has become a lot calmer, basically did not go out to surf, basically swim in the ocean of knowledge. Enrich yourself.

For example, by studying the fleets given to him by the Emperor of Machines and finding a way to get them out of the half-plane that took the form of a crystal ball, Muria gained a great deal of knowledge about the construction of warships.

For materials science, mechanics, energy science, architecture and many other disciplines, Muria also read a large number of books donated by the Dragon King to the Dragon Library, in terms of knowledge reading, Muria is like a cloud of mud from him two hundred years ago, not the same as the day.

Now, Muria can proudly proclaim itself as a small mobile library as well.

In the past two hundred years, Muria has developed obscenely and low-key with his own power, while the outside world, because of the Titan Clan, the Blazing Sky God Clan and the Metal Dragon Clan's epic alliance, has not undergone much change in power for the time being, and everything is as usual.

But in the world, there has been a huge change, an earth-shattering change for other forces, a new god has been born, a god who has just appeared, a god with powerful divine power has appeared.

The name of the god, familiar to Muria, is the Lord of the Necromancy, Hades. Of course, his current god name is, Hades, Hades!

When this epic god was canonized, Muria was also very stunned, he didn't know what kind of reason could make an epic bound himself, from a majestic existence that could swim in the void into a god.

It wasn't until a short time ago that Muria received the news that the Necronomicon did not fall into a slumber again after waking up, but wanted to reunite the Necromantic Council, only to find that the Necromantic Council had gone in a completely different direction from the original purpose of its establishment, and then Hades, the Necromantic King, wanted to correct it.