"Next, Warwick."

Izawa looked at the licking dog, it had been a long time since he had sent this guy to the front line, and he hadn't heard his flattery.

He was thinking about whether to transfer him back when everything was over, and if he didn't do anything every day, he would just catch him and praise him.

Nothing else, listening to the licking dog and slapping the dragon's fart, my heart is comfortable.

"Supreme Dragon King, your most faithful servant has been granted divine grace many times, and does not dare to expect grace, and I ask Your Majesty to leave this opportunity to the other chiefs."

Warwick knelt on the ground with five bodies, this guy has become a dragon vein gnoll since he fused Ize's dragon blood, and combined with the power of the evil god, his strength has grown rapidly.

His strength had already entered the legend long before the Dragon Empire completely unified the northern border, and now he has become one of the cards of the Dragon Empire, and even the ancient green dragon poison thirst for blood has to respect him.

"!"

Izawa scolded with a smile: "Except for respect for me, there is no truth, let's talk about it, what are you worried about?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The licking dog grinned ugly and hideous, and the three squirming tentacles rubbed shyly on his body.

"Master, I don't dare to speculate on your wisdom, but I'm afraid of the bloodline traceback!"

"What are you afraid of? Let's hear it. ”

Izawa was interested, and among the many dependents, only this licking dog dared to talk to him in this tone.

Licking Dog has never forgotten the oath he made in Huangyangang back then, no matter what kind of changes have occurred in the strength and status of both sides, he still puts himself in the position of a slave, and Ize is the eternal master.

It is this mentality that has allowed Warwick to maintain his position in the Red Dragon Clan for all the time.

This is something that even Aurelian can't compare.

"Master, you know that gnolls are not real dragons, their lives are too short, and very few gnolls can live to the end of their lives, let alone evolve into legends."

Licking the dog said respectfully: "I have never heard of the god of the jackals, if it wasn't for the master you took me in, the insect eater Warwick may have died a long time ago, it was you who gave me a new life, master, in my heart, you are the only true god." ”

"Wild Dog, now is not the time for you to give your acceptance speech."

Ize couldn't help but laugh and scolded, it's not unreasonable that this guy can be his henchman.

"Hey, hey, master, I mean, my father's ancestors may have been a wild dog in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang, and it took a lot of rare materials to trace my bloodline, isn't it a waste! Totally unworthy of the host. ”

"So you're worried about this."

Izawa couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Since I'm going to let you get in, of course I have taken this into account." ”

He looked at the magic array and said, "This ritual not only can trace the bloodline, but also has the function of strengthening the bloodline. If the bloodline that goes back upwards has no effect, all the elemental magic will pour into your body in large quantities, stimulating and strengthening your existing bloodline, thus achieving the effect of increasing your strength. ”

The Dragon King's answer made the eyes of many clan leaders shine, they all had the same problems as Warwick, and now that the biggest difficulties were solved, there was no longer the slightest worry.

"But master, I have one more question."

"Say."

The licking dog waved his tentacles wantonly, and replied resignedly, "You know that my other half of my power comes from the evil god, and I'm worried about attracting that guy when the bloodline returns." ”

Thinking of that unlucky evil god, Izawa was immediately happy.

"If he is really in a hurry to send the head, then it is obviously the best, and when the time comes, I will kill him and give you as much as you can absorb. I forgot to mention that this bloodline backtracking spell was a deal I made with the Evil God Origin with that lich. ”

Izawa's tone revealed a strong confidence, since he ignited the divine fire, he no longer worried about the projection of the gods.

And the guy who teleported over three times and twice to give away the head, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Warwick blinked, slightly stunned.

The owner is still as strong as ever.

"Wild dog, hurry up, do you want to improve your strength, if you don't want to, I'll give it to Bloody Hoof."

"I want, I want, master!"

Warwick crawled into the magic circle of the regression ritual, and saw the clan leaders laugh constantly.

Colorful light continued to penetrate Warwick's body, and having seen the backtracking scene of Aurelian with his own eyes, he was not at all worried about whether there would be an accident.

The master himself was waiting outside, and even if a powerful true god descended, it would not work.

Warwick slowly closed his eyes, he could feel his blood boiling under the guidance of an inexplicable force, this feeling was warm and comfortable, and he couldn't help but raise his head and roar.

Soon, a gnoll phantom quickly emerged from Warwick's body.

As he said before, the bloodline has been going back for dozens of generations, and the appearance of these gnolls has never changed much, they are all a group of wild dogs who are eating and waiting to die in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang, and no one has any retrospective value.

If that's all there is to it, there is no doubt that all the precious magic materials currently consumed by this spell ritual have been lost.