"Now, I think we should distribute these things. ”

Iroh looked at the two dragons and a group of goblins all in a state of dementia with some amusement, and it was clear that all the creatures present except him were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

The goblins dismantled all the traps under Iroh's instructions, and as they reached the deepest part of the dungeon, a large iron door locked by a secret lock came into view—so complex that it took Iroh ten minutes to crack - and when the door opened, a bright light suddenly added a unique atmosphere to the gloomy dungeon.

Behind the door was a small secret room with piles of gold coins piled haphazardly on the floor, several half-open heavy treasure chests with gold bars and silver nuggets of great color, sea-blue gems and white pearls, and a few small glass boxes on the corner shelves filled with high-purity magic crystals, on the other side of the room, a memorable sculpture of a life-size knight made of pure gold armor and diamond-encrusted swords and shields, and a chandelier made entirely of crystal hung from the ceiling.

And in the center of this room was a piece of obsidian the size of a human head, still slowly floating and spinning in the air, painted with strange blood-colored patterns.

"Hmm...... I don't think the original owner of the castle had time to take them, so they were all tokamaks. Seeing that the others hadn't come to their senses for half a minute, Iroh sighed helplessly, and pulled Kickout by the tail to lift him up.

"Hey, you bastard! let go of me, it's all mine!

The little black dragon immediately struggled desperately, his limbs and wings swaying vigorously, if he ignored the red eyes, it looked a little in line with the cuteness of a young dragon of this age.

"I can let you down, but you can't move until you're done. Iroh had to remind him again that he had almost figured out Hilcut's character, and that he was afraid that he would get angry when he reacted, and then regard everyone else as enemies......

"I'll supervise him. Weiss raised his hand.

Naturally, he was also very clear about his brother's character, and it was nothing for his brother to be reckless, but now it was about treasure - this was a matter of principle, and with Iroh's somewhat moody temper, Vis was not sure if he would be greedy and then decisively kill his brother who wanted to monopolize the treasure.

Raja and the goblins didn't say a word, in fact they were the ones who reacted immediately to Iroh, but they knew where they were: minions.

This kind of character that is self-aware when it sounds good and inferiority when it is ugly is one of the important reasons why the goblin race can spread all over the world.

"Good. ”

Seeing that Hillcat gradually calmed down a little, as soon as Iroh let go and threw him aside, Vis immediately held down his body.

Fortunately, after this time together, Hillcat at least did not show his arrogance within the Tokamak faction, so although he stared at the treasure in the secret room, his breathing was still heavy, but he did not make any more movements.

"Then here's the result. ”

Iroh pondered for a moment and made a decision. He turned to face the little black dragons with expectant expressions, and his tail stretched out nimbly, hooking the obsidian in the center: "I only need this, and you can distribute all the treasures as you like, but the coins should be regarded as the common property of the Tokamaks." ”

"Iroh, you've finally made a slightly wiser decision...... Hey!"

Weiss just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment Hilcart broke free from his control as if he had taken medicine and threw himself into the treasure pile, which stunned him and hurriedly rushed over.

"Iroh said it all, except for the coins, it's all mine!" Hilcart gave full play to the greed of the red dragon and the shamelessness of the black dragon, with one claw sapphire and one pearl, and bit a gold bar hard in his mouth. Raja swore that if the black dragon hadn't been a child, he would have been so excited that he would have swallowed the gold bars in one gulp......

"It's 'ours'!" Vis was furious, and kicked the unsuspecting Hilkat in the stomach, forcing the latter to spit out the gold bars in his mouth.

"The weak are not qualified!" Hillcart became more and more furious, and the two little black dragons fought together again.

"Uh, great master, is that all right?"

Raja felt that it was dangerous to live with a group of young dragons......

"Don't worry, that's how they get along normally. Iroh looked at the Black Dragon Brothers with a smile and walked outside, "After that, you will be in charge of transporting the treasure to where it belongs." ”

“...... How long is this going to be...... Excuse me, ...... two adults?"

A few goblins watched Aeloh leave in embarrassment, and then cautiously tried to stop the two young dragons.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Iroh had returned to the castle hall, now staring intently at the strange obsidian.

Of course, Iroh has his own reasons for the distribution.

First, Iroh's own greed is considered light among the dragons, otherwise in Hilcart's character, he would rather risk splitting the Tokamak faction than take possession of the treasure as much as possible - relatively speaking, giving more treasure to the Black Dragon brothers is also an indirect means of bribery.

Second, with the faith exchange contract, his thirst for treasure is no longer so strong. As long as there is a steady stream of faith points, what kind of rare treasures can't be exchanged?

Third, the Tokamaks will inevitably come into contact with intelligent humanoids, such as humans, and only gold coins can be used directly against them. Therefore, the use of these gold coins as public property in the faction is also for the sake of the future.

At last...... Ello's instincts told him that this obsidian was the most valuable thing, worth more than all the other treasures combined!

And connect with the memories of the adventurers...... The so-called relics of Earl William are most likely exactly this thing.

Closing his eyes, Iroh plunged his spiritual power into the obsidian. Judging by its invisible fluctuations that spread out in a ring, it was clear that it was an unactivated magical item, but Iroh didn't know how to use it.

This is a big problem, and Iroh believes that there is no way to crack it in memory.

After thinking for a while and still to no avail, Iroh couldn't help but sigh, holding the stone in his claws, feeling a warm and cold energy surging slowly, like a living thing.

Wait a minute......?

A thought crossed his mind, and Iroh stared at the red lines, and suddenly bit a small wound in his left paw, squeezing out a drop of blood.

Something that activates a magic item is usually certainly also a magic item, at least something related to spellcasting. So how many things in this world are more suitable as materials for spellcasting than dragon blood?

After all, the dragon's powerful magic comes largely from blood.

Sure enough, it was stained with dragon blood, and the obsidian immediately reacted.

The red light flickered on the lines, and the frequency became faster and faster, and the scene around Iroh appeared in a rippling pattern, which surprised him.

It was a precursor to the distortion of time and space - but Iroh didn't choose to leave immediately, and the pride of the dragons made him decide to take a gamble.

Soon, the flickering frequency of the lines on the stone became higher and higher, and the energy field was also excited to the peak, and finally he completely disappeared in a red light, and the hall returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

......

"Welcome to the Arena of Iota, Challenger. ”

A mechanical, cold voice sounded in my head.

Iroh opened his eyes suddenly, only to find himself in a place of ice and snow, where a howling cold wind swept across the land, and visibility plummeted due to the heavy snowfall. Suddenly from the castle at room temperature to the polar region, the huge temperature difference made Iroh instinctively curl up.

"Once you beat all nineteen levels, you'll earn a portion of the legacy of the Chaos God. Every time you break through a level or get killed, you can return to the real world to rest, please work hard. ”

"Chaos...... The gods?"

Iroh's pupils contracted suddenly, he remembered...... This god belongs to the second generation of gods, the father of the god of light and darkness today!

The legacy of the Chaos God, even if only a part of it, is enough to drive any creature in the world crazy!

Fortunately, Iroh already had a faith exchange contract before, and that contract may still be the inheritance of the first generation of gods, so it is not too gaffe.

"In the Arena of Iota, half of the damage you take to your body is fed back into the real world. ”

Iroh gritted his teeth and tried his best to get up, adjusting his body temperature - since there were nineteen levels, the Guardians should be on the verge of appearing now...... If you can't even adapt to the environment, how can you win?

"Your current challenge is: Area 1, the Ice Arena. Guardian: Frost Dancer. ”

Iroh subconsciously held his breath, and at the end of his vision, a petite figure slowly came under the storm of snow. The raging ice and snow are like loyal servants of the other party, and they are all around.

In the next second, a mutation protruded.

Before Iroh could make any moves, the figure named Frost Dancer suddenly raised his left hand and made an elegant gesture—

In just an instant, the originally docile ice and snow became furious, directly drowning Iroh's figure!

"This speed ......!"

Under the fierce impact of the blizzard, Iroh shrunk his body into a ball again, and successfully resisted the damage caused by the low temperature with his hard scales, but he still underestimated the power of nature: under the sudden impact of the blizzard, Iro's body of more than two hundred kilograms was unable to resist at all, and was blown away.

He suddenly understood what he had to face...... Not just the Frost Dancer, but the entire Ice Arena!

The Frost Dancer didn't take the opportunity to chase after him, but just watched in silence, as if disdainful of Iroh's weakness.

"I've been underestimated......"

With a wry smile, Ello's eyes darkened, and something suddenly revived in his heart.

For the first time in his life, he so truly felt the unyielding pride of belonging to the dragon clan, and his still immature body seemed to exude the breath of a king that only the ancient dragons that shocked the world.

"Nineteen levels...... If even the first level is so embarrassing, what are you talking about the God of Chaos?"

Iroh's voice drifted softly in the howling cold wind, and for a moment, he understood the mood of Hillcut, who had been looking down on him a little.

Fighting spirit, or rather, a fiery desire for strength. That's right...... That's what I'm missing the most.

He stared at the new ** wind and snow that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, his dark pupils suddenly contracted into a line.

"Come on!"