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A dragon roar sounded, and the huge silver figure spread its wings and soared into the sky.

"It's magical. Albert lamented that, apart from his size, he could no longer see the bipedal poison dragon in Chevis.

With silver-white scales as hard as iron, sharp and straight conical horns, thick and powerful limbs and body, the current Chevis is almost indistinguishable from a real dragon.

"Thank you, my master. Chevis fell back to the ground, his body on his knees.

He no longer had the slightest reluctance at this time, not just because of the soul contract he signed with Albert. He could clearly feel that there was a majestic power in his body, and there was a trace of true dragon power flowing in his blood, although it was still very weak, it was enough. With the help of this trace of true dragon power, his physique is many times stronger than before, and his bloodline has been greatly sublimated, even comparable to a high-level wulong.

Most importantly, he has the power to lift.

Just like other intelligent races, they can constantly improve their abilities.

This is the biggest difference between wurm and dragon, no matter how advanced wurm is, it can't be cultivated.

For this reason, Wurm is known as a monster with advanced intelligence, but he has finally gotten rid of this ridiculous title.

"Congratulations. Albert nodded and said heartily. He felt the change in Chevis, which was also a good thing for him, and under the constraints of the soul contract, Chevis would be his most loyal helper.

"My supreme master, Chevis is willing to follow you forever. ”

Chevis promised, hoping to gain Albert's favor and trust, which would only do him good.

He hoped that in the future, he would receive more and purer dragon blood, which would allow his bloodline to continue to sublimate and even turn into a true dragon.

"Don't be so polite, my friend. Albert shook his head and patted Chevis on the head, "Call me by my name if you don't mind." ”

"Friend, you say I'm your friend?" Chevis was stunned, muttering a word that was alien and distant to him. He had cold parents, spurned his brothers, hated his people, but had no friends. Chevis is the weakest of the bipedal dragon tribe, and since the day he was born, he has lived in cold eyes and ridicule, and no other wurm wants to play with him, let alone friends.

"Of course, Chevis, we can be friends. Albert shrugged and said without thinking.

"Lord...... Master, may I call you by your name?" Chevis drooped his eyes and staggered, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Of course. Albert nodded amusedly, patted Chevis on the head again, and motioned for the other to stand up, "Now, my friend, it's time for you to tell me how you came to the earthly world." ”

"This ......," Chevis said with an embarrassed look in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Do you have any difficulties?" Albert was stunned, could it be that the other party was afraid of something?

"I'm sorry, I lied to you, I don't know how I got up. Chevis said in an inaudible voice, a little unspeakable.

"Really?" Albert said, his eyes wide, a little disappointed. Staring at Chevis's dodgy gaze, he took a deep breath, "Chevis, there should be no deception between friends. "It's so, he thinks they're lying.

"I don't know how I got here. Chevis whispered, "I was still in my infancy, and one of me was wounded by my tribe, so I chose to leave the tribe in anger. Then I had an underground storm, and when I woke up, it was right here. With that, he glanced at Albert and looked at the other party's iron-blue face, a little afraid, "I think those ugly green-skinned monsters will know that they got here before me." ”

"I believe in you. Albert smiled reluctantly, and the other party didn't look like he was lying.

"Are we still friends, then?" was a pleading tone in Chevis's tone, not wanting to lose his only friend.

"Of course, you're still my friend. Albert nodded casually, "Let's go, let's get out of here and go find those goblins." ”

"I'm sorry, Albert, I can't get out. Chevis scratched his head with his newly grown front paws, a little embarrassed, "I was only a teenager when I came to this cave, and I was still in my infancy, and my body was only three meters long. I enslaved the goblin tribes here and had them carry me food every day, but then my body grew bigger and bigger, until one day, I found myself trapped in this hole. ”

"Well, that's unfortunate. Albert couldn't help but laugh and didn't know how to describe Chevis.

"Blame the cunning green-skinned monsters who tricked me into staying in this kind of place for thirty years. Chevis said resentfully.

"Alright, Chevis, stop complaining. Albert stopped the chatter, "I need your help now, do you know where to find the escaped goblins?"

"They won't go far. Chevis said firmly. "I imprisoned the chieftain of the Goblin Tribe. ”

"This is the best news I've heard so far. Albert breathed a sigh of relief, "Take me to meet the chief you imprisoned." ”

"Follow me. With that, Chevis bowed his head and motioned for Albert to go up.

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The passage carved out in the depths of the hall flew low for a moment, and instead of continuing into the depths, Chevis turned into a fork in the road.

The fork in the road was wide, but not long, and a huge solid rock blocked the way.

Chevis struggled to move away from the rock, and another hole emerged.

"That cunning old guy is inside. ”

Chevis's tone was unkind, and he seemed to have a deep grudge against the Goblin Chieftain.

Albert nodded, and slipped into the somewhat narrow hole, leaving Chevis and Tyrannosaurus Rex Jr. out of the hole.

The cave was slightly cramped, filled with the stench of excrement and the smell of decay, and Albert covered his mouth and nose, looking around with his night vision.

After a while, he found an emaciated, gray-haired old goblin. It looked so weak that if it weren't for the heaving chest, Albert would have thought it was a corpse.

"Are you still alive?" Albert said abruptly, in a deep, nasal voice.

"Who's there?" the old goblin looked up suddenly, "a human?" he asked, somewhat uncertain.

"That's right, I'm human. Albert nodded, cautiously approaching the other to avoid stepping on the foul-smelling excrement.

"You were captured by that ungrateful big fellow?" said the old goblin, breathing heavily, as if those words had exhausted him with all his strength, "Oh, you must not know that. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Boy, you really shouldn't be here. ”

"Aren't you the same?" Albert smiled, pausing not far from the other.

"You're not human. The old goblin's eyes lit up, "Humans can't see in the dark. ”

"Well, I'm not human. Albert said casually, "It doesn't matter what I am, you just need to know that I can get you out of this place." ”