Seeing Inota say this, the young holy dragon didn't know how to answer for a while, and after thinking for a moment, he muttered:

"Everything about this place was told to me by the Ice Hellmaster, and I don't know much about this place except that the wurms are imprisoned in the depths. I didn't go to the deepest part myself, only that there were ugly creatures held there. ”

No longer looking at the giant worms on the ground, Inota and the baby dragon continued to fly towards the depths of the Ice Hell.

"Tell me about the Lord of Ice, both you and the other dragons have great respect for this name." Inota said.

Seeing Inota mention her name, the young holy dragon suddenly became nervous.

"For generations, the strongest Holy Dragon in the Dragon Kingdom has inherited the title of Lord of the Ice Hell, giving up its original name and taking charge of the entire Ice Hell."

"The current Lord of Ice Hell is the strongest Holy Dragon in the world, the king of all dragons, of course, if the Holy Dragon King in your mouth really exists, this may not be the case."

As Inota and the young dragon descended deeper into the Ice Prison, the icicles outside the prison became stronger and stronger, from a state that could be easily destroyed and escaped at the beginning, to a solid ice that could not be easily destroyed, or even an entire ice wall.

Along the way, Inota saw many wurms who had been affected by spells and had fallen into madness, and because they were trapped by icicles, these wurms could not escape from their original cells, and could only use their bodies to constantly crash against the hard icicles, trying to destroy the cage that imprisoned them.

In the few prisons, there were more than one wurm, and their fate was not much better, as they were over long before Inotta arrived and disarmed the spell, and those who survived were often seriously injured.

Whenever Inota uses a spell to awaken the wurms in chaos, the baby dragon opens the prison where they are being held and tells them to flee as soon as possible.

Although Rhodes had already left, the words he had spoken before had undoubtedly left an extremely deep impression on the young holy dragon.

In the face of the great danger that was coming, it was pointless to continue to keep these wurms in prison, which is why the baby dragon decided to release them.

From the eyes of these wurms looking at the young dragons, Inota could see that they respected and appreciated the young dragons, as well as the envy that existed in their hearts, which were creatures with broken bloodlines, longing for pure blood.

At the same time, from the mouths of these wurms, Inota also got the name of the juvenile holy dragon, "Holy Son McDowell" is one of the few wurms who recognize the identity of the juvenile holy dragon, and the name given to him, more wurms who have regained their consciousness don't care about anything else at all, just want to escape from the ice prison.

A strong roar continued to come from the deepest part of the Ice Hell, and the roar was close to the location of Inotta's party, but at this time, Inotta's attention was attracted by other things.

"McDowell, why do they call you the Son?" Inota asked suspiciously, casting a spell to calm the wurms in chaos in a prison.

The young dragon named McDowell didn't seem to want to answer the question, but when Inota pressed it, he finally replied impatiently, "Maybe it's because the Lord of Ice is my mother." ”

"Wow." Inota was a little surprised, "You didn't mention that when you introduced me to the Hellmaster just now. ”

After opening a prison again and releasing the wurm species with broken blood, McDowell was a little helpless:

"Isn't that common sense? There is a deep blood connection between the holy dragons, and only the combination of the holy dragons can give birth to the holy dragons. There weren't many holy dragons in the entire Frost Cold Peak, and the Lord of Ice Hell was related to me, even if not my mother. ”

At this time, there was a burning smell from the depths of the Ice Prison, and as he continued to fly forward for a moment, several charred black wurm corpses stacked on top of each other appeared in the eyes of Inota and McDowell.

The cause of all this was a dwarf with a dragon's head, the weight of the dragon's head pressing on her body, forcing her to kneel on the ground and support her hands at the same time to move, only a neck thicker than her body, and a huge dragon head standing up high, looking at the comer in front of her.

The mad will took all the emotions of the dragon-headed gnome, the flames condensed in her mouth, and seeing that a dragon's breath was about to strike, Inota immediately cast a spell to restore her sanity.

The dragon-headed dwarf regained her senses, her eyes completely drawn to McDowell's arrival, and her cloudy tears slipped from her dark yellow dragon pupils, and she let out a hoarse roar.

"Holy Dragon ......"

With a dragon's head, she was able to communicate with other dragons, and both Inota and McDowell understood the meaning of her words.

McDowell sighed: "Some unknown enemies are coming, the Ice Hell is no longer safe, get out of here quickly." Don't worry, the Great Ice Hellmaster will keep you safe. ”

Upon hearing the news, the dragon-headed gnome let out several roars, his voice was high-pitched, but it didn't mean anything, just to express his grief.

After the roar was over, the Dragonhead Gnome slowly moved his body, past Inota and McDowell, and crawled towards the Ice Hell.

The huge dragon head, which completely does not fit her body, deprives her of the ability to stand and walk, so that she can only move her body normally when she lies on the ground, and her human-like body is not designed for four-legged walking, whether in the eyes of dragons or humans, she can be called a complete freak.

The presence of the dragon's head gave her the ability to breathe dragon breath and communicate with dragons, but it failed to integrate into her body in a good way, and instead forced her body structure to change.

For this form of wurm, the dragon bloodline that exists in the body is more like a curse than a gift of ability, and Inota believes that if the dragon-headed dwarf in front of him has the ability to choose, I am afraid that he will not want any dragon bloodline at all.

It's a pity that the existence of bloodlines is born with them, and there is no way to choose them, and no living creature can choose their own bloodline from the beginning.

The abnormality caused by the bloodline is deeply present in the dragon-headed dwarf, and even the extremely powerful dragon in the eyes of other creatures has no way to change this.

Looking at the dragon-headed dwarf slowly moving away, Inota and McDowell glanced at each other, both aware of each other's unbearableness, but they couldn't say anything, only silently flew towards the interior of the ice prison. In the depths of the Ice Hell, more wurms await them.