For themselves to be governed by a cat-like monster.

Deep down, White Fang actually refuses.

After all, you can't say that being your own boss will make you the boss.

What's good, you have to take it out and see before you decide......

Soon, White Fang nodded again and again, and lay down next to the little white cat to listen to the order.

There was no way, the result of the trial was that White Fang was beaten by the little white cat on his back.

This made White Fang hate in his heart, but he was helpless.

Without its mana, it is really no match for the little white cat that is a circle bigger than him.

And the lightning-fast speed of the little white cat also frightened White Fang.

Let his heart beat faster, and secretly shout:

"My dragon god, are the giants' subordinates all monsters!"

White Fang, who was conquered by the truth, honestly followed the little white cat out of the door.

Suddenly, the sun shone on the fine scales of the white fangs, and he was warm and comfortable.

"Is this a giant's lair?"

"The concentration of aura is not worse than that on Holy Dragon Island at all."

"Sure enough, the forces behind the giants are also forbidden to the ground!"

The white fangs, who felt the concentration of aura around them, trembled, and took a greedy breath.

It's a pity that the prohibition in his body is still there, and the aura can't be converted into mana, so he has to sigh.

It's just a sigh and a sigh, the kind of naïve idea that if I can recover my mana, I can get out immediately, but the white teeth don't have it.

In just over ten seconds, he had already seen no less than ten extraordinary monkeys.

There are also many undead puppets sitting cross-legged on the hills of various places, constantly condensing their flesh bodies with the help of the aura of heaven and earth in the magic circle.

Although I don't quite understand why those undead puppets are so weird that some even sacrifice their efficiency as warriors.

However, these undead puppets have surging soul power hidden in their bodies, and White Fang relies on the intuition of the dragon clan, even if he loses his mana, he can still see it.

He knew very well that even without the horrible little white cat, without those monkeys.

Any one of these cultivators' undead puppets can move, and it is not something they can deal with by themselves.

After all, none of these undead puppets are shorter than one hundred and eighty meters!

Paired with a revenant soul that can drive such a tall body and that extraordinary power.

White Fang pondered, it would not be a problem to beat himself three or four times.

"Boss, are we on the ground?"

"It's ...... Which? ”

White Fang followed the little white cat to a cave and saw a bunch of unknown but powerful instruments and equipment placed inside.

Then, he saw the little white cat lightly leap to a metal tabletop, skillfully took out a glass object that looked quite delicate, and then shouted:

"Boy, jump up!"

"Oh."

White Fang didn't dare to snub the little white cat's request, and jumped onto the cold metal platform.

"Get on your stomach!"

"Don't move! The ass is exposed! ”

"Okay, now I'll help you check your body first."

"Then draw a tube of blood."

"Blood draws?"

When White Fang heard the blood draw, his body trembled: "I'm still underage, my blood doesn't taste good!" ”

"Quiet!"

The little white cat snorted coldly, raised its paws, and slammed into White Fang's head, making him lie on the metal table with a groan.

Then, the little white cat snorted and said, "Don't worry, just smoke a small can, you can't die." ”

"I'll give you a few more bags of cat food later."

"Cat food?"

White Fang was slightly startled, then felt a pain in his buttocks, and then he noticed that some of the blood in his body was rapidly leaving his body.

It's just that not long after White Fang panicked and scared, White Fang felt that the sharp weapon that drew blood from his body left his body.

It's really as the little white cat said, and it will be over in a while.

Just that bit of blood, in exchange for a few bags of delicacies, seems to be ...... Didn't lose anything?

White Fang forcibly self-comforting time.

The little white cat had already picked up the needle and looked at the pale red dragon blood flowing inside.

It can't help but be a little disappointed.

Don't look at the little white cat bullying White Fang, it's easy.

In my heart, the little white cat still looks up to the talent of White Fang.

What about the blue-eyed white dragon, why does it have to be a morning star dragon, right?

It is the same level or even beyond the Star Sea Eagle!

It's a pity that the dragon's blood is too strong.

The little white cat estimated that even if these dragon blood were finally refined, they would be used as various alchemical potions just like the red dragon's blood.

And it's hard to improve your bloodline.

"Hey, when will I be able to catch a morning-level beast that is the same as me?"

"Ben Meow is envious, jealous and hateful to the Great Sage, Meow! I also want to be a morning star white cat and kill all sides! ”

The little white cat muttered a few times inwardly, shook the needle, and stored it in the freezer.

Then, he looked at the white fangs who were still lying on his stomach, and hummed: "It's over, get up and get ready to work!" ”

"Meow grain?"

“……”

"Dinner for you."

After the little white cat said this, he urged White Fang to follow him into the underground world of Huaguo Mountain.

There, White Fang was stunned to see a large open field.

The empty space was filled with magic circles, and everywhere there was a strange glass glowing gently that illuminated the surroundings.

At the same time, the copper and gold wires on the magic circle made White Fang keenly feel that the power of thunder and lightning was imprisoned and running gently.

"This ...... Could it be the Thunder Circle that the entire Silver Dragon Clan has always dreamed of! ”

"You can generate thunder, train thunder, and harness the power of thunder!"

White Fang couldn't help but whisper, "If only the dragon gods of the Silver Dragon knew that the giants had a way to do it. ”

"Surely they want to find a way at all costs, right?"

"Huh? Well! ”

White Fang was thinking about it, and was led by the little white cat to the center of the empty place.

There, White Fang saw a large pile of steel alloy pieces quietly laying there.

It's like a mountain of steel.

The little white cat jumped to the top of the mountain of those pieces of steel, looked down at White Fang condescendingly, and after snorting, opened the projection stone, causing a witchcraft rune to appear in the air.

"See clearly!"

"Your task today is to burn this zero-error rune on these steel pieces."

"Burn runes with zero error?"

"With the special intuition of my blue-eyed white dragon clan, this kind of work is really useful."

White Fang opened his mouth and saw that next to the hill of steel pieces, he had specially placed a few carving tools.

This carving tool is forged from a three-strengthened steel alloy, and it is not a big problem to carve these steel sheets that are only strengthened once.

But...... That's a lot of that, isn't it?

"Go for it, little white dragon!"

The little white cat completed the task of leading the way, jumped down, patted the white fang's head and said:

"When it's done, when you're ready to go out and let the wind out."

"Don't worry, Ben Meow will definitely count after speaking, and Ben Meow will definitely give you more food for your dinner in a while!"

"It's just that you have to eat and drink well, and you have to work fast and do well!"

"Otherwise, if Ben Meow is scolded by the master, your next blood draw will not be such a small jar!"