The red dragon slowly walked down her throne, and the souls of the other world knew where the voice they had heard came from - the red dragon's claws left a deep mark on the hard obsidian ground, obsidian was a brittle gem and hard at the same time, and when Grenada was not yet the territory of the red dragon, the people who lacked black iron and brass used obsidian with sharp blades to make swords and arrowheads, but they were like rotten and brittle wood under the red dragon's claws. As Gredy approached, her aura grew stronger, unlike her children, it did not cause unhappiness to others, it smelled like burning musk, or rusted steel, cold, rough with a wonderful, repressed but ever-growing temptation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The largest scale armor on the red dragon's body is like a pointed shield that can be tied to the forearm, and when she moves, the scales are stacked one by one, like the sea at dusk, with crimson ripples, and the souls of the other world look at them, they are not like part of the creature, but like the triumph of the dwarf god or the dwarf god, every subtle place is so perfect, without a trace of disorder and defects, and the collection and unfolding have a sense of rhythm that can make people trance, of course, there is no doubt that they are so strong and hard, the edges are sharp, and when Gredi moves, they open slightly, like the sharp edge of a sword, reflects the light in the hall.

Gredy gently rested her massive head against the thin body of the black-haired spellcaster, her golden eyes like a narrow lake, reflecting the glitter of gold, the black diamond-shaped pupils like a whirlpool in the lake, it swirled, pregnant with untold intrigue and cruelty, and the red dragon's inability to completely seal between its upper and lower jaws revealed its sharp teeth- Each dragon has more than three rows of sharp teeth, neatly arranged in their mouths, like a milling machine made of pure gold, even if it falls into rock and steel, it will become useless pieces after one or two chews, and they will swallow it - don't worry about the dragon's indigestion as a result, the evil dragon (especially the red dragon) will bite and swallow all their treasures if they have the time and strength to know that they are dying, leaving neither their kind nor the humans to gold, Gems and other precious things would only be reduced to stinking residues in the dragon's powerful stomach acid.

Some dragons will even eat their own eggs or young dragons that have not yet left their nests.

The black-haired spellcaster disappointed some, and made others stand with joy, not retreating, not curling up, the huge red dragon raised its head slightly, and the shadow cast immediately completely enveloped the person of Cremar, and the soul of the other world couldn't help frowning - he had a slight discomfort when Gredy appeared, this feeling is difficult to describe, if you must put it into words, then it is very much like the moment before the rainstorm in the twilight of midsummer in another dimension- The sensation grew strong as Gredi walked down, as if his body was being bound by something that needed to struggle to breathe smoothly, and now, he felt that the shadow covering him seemed to have substance, not only substance, but also a weight like a mire, and his breathing stopped for a moment, then became tense and rapid.

"Let me see how far you can hold out. Red Dragon said that she was also a little surprised. Greday, of course, not only remembered the name she had given the child, she had also been a stern and demanding mentor, yes, the symbol of rebellion was guided by her to reach out his small, firm fingers to magic and power while the Warlock's Tower and the mentor whose name and trace she had hitherto been unable to trace knew of Kremall's existence. He used to be so weak, and so incompetent, that even the thinnest of bloodlines, those fools who could only become servants and soldiers of the Dragonborn, could tease and harm this noble child, but who had no strength or authority, at will. But Gredy was not as stubborn as others thought he was to reject the other half of his bloodline, and while she did not like elves, or only liked them being served on a plate, the old red dragon had a fragment that once belonged to a powerful god, and her mind was bigger and more long-term than any red dragon.

When this child was young, he was indeed too ...... Oops, even the new king, who had hoped for him, gave up after disappointment, but Gredy did not find in this child a special pleasure, which made her even willing to deign to look after the young offspring, who could not even walk upright. Although she believed that her descendants wished that she had never been interested in him, and that she was reluctant to accept such care, we should sometimes abandon the process of pursuing the matter and look directly at the results, Gredy optimistically said, Look, it's not very good now, it is the first time among her descendants that a mage and a warlock have coexisted in one person. Gredy hoped that this was not a special case, and that she would have tried it if she could, that she had countless descendants of strong blood, but that they were either Warlocks, and if they wanted to become Mages, they would have to change their class traits before they were allowed to become Warlocks, and it was almost impossible for a Warlock to become a Mage, or a Mage to Warlock.

Although there are still many secrets in this descendant of hers, Gredy believes that she will always get the answer, either today or tomorrow.

The soul of the other world heard a roar, and Gredy spread his wings silently beside him without warning- A colossal force burst out from her in an instant, and the inside of his body rolled violently, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed in severe pain, and he fell to his knees on the cold ground, blood overflowed from his mouth, and the soul of the other world could no longer care about it, all he could do was hold it down with both hands, and try to swallow the blood down, he remembered that his blood was different from ordinary blood in appearance and nature - but there was still blood spilling from his fingers, and the stars dissipated in the air. Thankfully, he could now be said to be surrounded by Gredi's body, and the red dragon and the dragonborn's line of sight could not penetrate the scales and flesh to see what was inside, and at that moment, he saw that those handsome humanoid red dragons and dragonborn had already knelt down respectfully.

He lowered his knees as well, so to speak, his entire body pressed against the ground, the claws and scales of the red dragon swaying before his eyes, and the otherworldly soul closed its eyes—perhaps only after a few breaths, or a few days and nights, and it all finally stopped.

Among the dragonborn, Kelmen and Kelce did not look very good, or worse, than the first to bear the brunt of Cremar, they were able to stand up with the help of their squires, while the black-haired spellcaster slowly straightened himself after Gredi reined in the dragon's power, Gredy glanced at her daughter's child, stretched out one side of the membrane wing, and put it on Cremar's shoulder, the red dragon's body temperature may be hotter than the unextinguished coals, the heat came from Cremar's shoulder, bringing sharp pain, the skin may have been burned, but just look at Kelmen and Kelce's eyes--Fully interpreting the kind of envy, jealousy and hatred, the soul of the other world feels that there is nothing wrong with turning into charcoal-grilled chicken wings.

"I'm glad you were able to come back to me. Gredy said that her voice was no longer so loud and deep, but instead it was probably the most beautiful voice that the soul of the other world had ever heard in this plane - if anyone could match it, it was probably Ingway, the Elven King of the Silver-Crowned Forest. When Gredi transformed from a dragon form to a human form, there was no superfluous fluctuation, no light and wind, and the soul of the other world only felt that the weight on his shoulders suddenly disappeared, and when he turned to look over, there was only a beautiful and majestic woman beside him, you can't say that she is young or old, and you can't describe her appearance specifically, when you see her, you can only uncontrollably admire her, fear her, and give everything for her. She placed an arm on Cremar, "Cremar," her gaze swept over everyone, "My child, from this day forward, he has the same status and power as Mitcot, Kelmen, and Kyrse, as well as the right to be my direct line. ”

The red dragons exchanged glances and smiled meaningfully, while the new king's wife, Gredi's daughter, Kelmen and Kelce's mother, turned their heads in disgust, the new king and Mittekot looked relieved and happy, and even Kelmen and Kelce, after a brief moment of shock and anger, put on a stiff but not rude mask - they just didn't want to disobey Gredi's will, and their disgust and hatred for Cremar only deepened.

The "new king" of Grenada, on the other hand, did not seem to find the scene lively enough, and as soon as Gredi returned to the throne, he stepped forward and said, "Dear Mother," he said, bowing deeply, "There is one thing I need your consent for. ”

"What's that?" asked Gredi, "my treasure," she said gently, "what do you want? for Cremar? Say, he's my descendant too, what does he need? a scroll, or a wand, or a staff, or a magic robe? I have the crowns and rings that once belonged to the dragons, and if I have dimensional paraphernalia and spellbooks, I have many more, and he can choose as he pleases. ”

"But that's yours," said the new king, as if he hadn't noticed Gredy talking, and even the young red dragons looked greedy and jealous, "you know, for this child," he looked at Cremar guiltily, "I owe something—he gets so little, too little, too little, that I feel heartache every time I see him, so ......" He bowed again, and Gredi only smiled with interest, and she also wanted to know what the new king was going to do, and after a pause, the new king called his other child's name: "Mitkot." ”

Mitkot immediately stepped out of the ranks, and he bent his knee to Gredi, who casually raised his hand to his feet, "Why," Gredi asked, "Is it that what you said has anything to do with Mitkot?"

"Closely related," said the new king, "I used to give my army to Mitkot because he was my favorite child, but now, I have to make amends to my other child to reduce the guilt in my heart, so ......"

Kelmen's eyes widened.

"I decide," said the new king, "that the Dragon's Tooth, which you have given me and which I have given to Mittekot, shall henceforth belong to Cremar, and he will be the leader of the Dragon's Claw, your descendant, your general, your sword...... I'm sure he's going to be more proud of him than Mitkot, or anyone else......"

Touch!

The voice was loud enough, and the young Red Dragons and Dragonborn looked over and could only see that Kylemen at the end of the queue was getting up from the ground in disarray, and Kyles was biting her lip in annoyance, she had just kicked her brother so that he wouldn't ...... Well, do something that makes Gredi unhappy.

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