What the "Holy Lord" is, in fact, most half-dragons don't know. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but the power of the mind imposed on the soul makes their reactions unexpectedly consistent. Even if the sound is chaotic.

Wren strode away until his figure disappeared from the end of the long street, and the drooping half-dragons looked up in a trance, looking at each other.

"Who is he?"

"Holy Lord, do you mean ......?"

"Oh my God, it's the Father's chosen one, no, he's just a possibility. ”

"Next to him is the Dragon Guard, that one seems to be Lord Alva!"

"What are you talking about?"

......

All kinds of discussions rang out, and these half-dragons, who were still unimpressed at first, all exclaimed.

Only those lowest-level half-dragons only have a kind of imposed title for the "Holy Lord", and those who are slightly stronger understand the meaning of these two words.

This made them look respectful, but they had some kind of malicious thought in their hearts.

Not only these people, but even the tall half-dragon man in front of Alva and even Wren had the same idea.

Wren could clearly feel the slight hostility hidden in awe in these people.

Since becoming a law wizard, his perception has risen to a new level.

At this moment, he was in front of a huge palace.

Wren took a closer look and found that the white palace as a whole resembled a giant dragon lying on the ground, and the location of the dragon's mouth was the entrance to the palace.

At the entrance, there were two rows of half-dragon guards, wearing white armor and holding long forks, with an awe-inspiring momentum, and they all had the strength equivalent to a ninth-order crystal nucleus wizard.

Wren took a cursory glance at the fact that there were a total of one hundred and forty-six of these half-dragon guards.

Such a force can change all regimes on the Dragon Continent.

As for the male half-dragon man in front of Wren who was wearing a luxurious robe and had two silver horns on his head, the momentum exuded from his body made Wren even more shocked!

"He has at least a sixth, or even a seventh!"

Eric on the side couldn't help but lower his head, for fear that the other party would accidentally kill him.

"Welcome to the Holy Lord!" the half-dragon man bowed slightly, respectful and reserved.

Wren had already learned of the destination from Alva before, so he nodded lightly and said, "Then let's go in." ”

His dominance caused the half-dragon man's brow to furrow slightly, and he immediately bowed back to the side.

Greeted by a crowd, Wren stepped into the magnificent palace. As Wren had predicted, the Half-Empty had inherited the dragons' love for treasures. The interior of this palace is not very magnificent, but it is full of pride.

The floor is covered with a layer of glittering gemstones, the walls are made of gold and inlaid with various treasures, and even some of the decorative oil lamps are made of Mithril sockets......

Walking here, Wren felt as if he had entered a human treasure trove.

Along the way, Wren deliberately stimulated the dragon soul, causing the guards he met to salute respectfully.

It was not long before the crowd followed the long passage to a temple.

A bright light shot out, causing Wren to subconsciously squint his eyes and look at the throne in the distance.

The throne was huge, the area of the seat alone was at least twenty or thirty square meters, the handles and backrest were decorated with gorgeous gems, and Wren even felt the aura of several powerful demon cores.

The magic core that can make him tempted is at least the possession of king-level demonic beasts.

And in the center of the throne, there was a glow of runes.

The colorful runes formed a swirling storm that added to the mystery of the throne.

The moment he saw the throne, Wren's face changed suddenly. He frowned deeply, controlling the violent desire in his body.

"Damn, isn't this guy dead. At this moment, Rennes even had some suspicions that Girourum was cheating on himself.

This kind of change is clearly from the dragon soul - when the throne appeared in the field of vision, the dragon soul in the sea of Wren's soul went a little crazy, urging Wren to move closer to the throne.

Taking a few deep breaths, Wren relied on his strong willpower to suppress this intention, and he gradually realized that it was not the dragon king's trouble, but an instinct in his soul.

"It seems that the throne probably belongs to the dragon king Vaolet, or has a lot to do with him. Wren secretly guessed.

His gaze flickered, and soon moved to a few people in front of the throne.

The six men were also dressed in white robes, with pointed dragon horns on their heads.

They have a restrained temperament, and Wren can't even detect the specific strength.

This made him even more jealous.

Being able to isolate his probing shows that the strength of these people is definitely far beyond him.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the men, and saw that they were all bowing to him.

It's just that when they shout "Holy Lord" in their mouths, there is an obvious perfunctory meaning.

Wren secretly complained in his heart, understanding that this dragon soul was not Shang Fang's sword, and it could not ensure his status in the half-dragon clan.

His old ideas were clearly whimsical.

"Holy Lord, since you have come, it is time to go and take the treasure of the Father. A half-dragon man said.

His face was old, his back was hunched, his voice was respectful, but his eyes were indifferent.

The other half-empty man also stretched out his hand towards Wren: "Holy Lord, can you start?"

Wren was a little dazed for a while, he looked left and right, but saw that everyone else was respectful and indifferent.

The only one who seemed closer was Eric, but Wren accidentally noticed that the guy's legs were shaking.

"Cowed!" Wren cursed in his heart.

He coughed lightly: "I'll rest first, and then I'll talk about other things...... By the way, do you have a dormitory here?"

"Dormitory?" the old half-dragon man looked at Wren hesitantly, and it seemed to take a long time before he seemed to understand the meaning of Wren's words, and nodded inexplicably, "In that case, Alva, you take the Holy Lord to rest." ”

"Three days, when the Holy Lord must pass. The half-dragon man said casually.

Looking at the few half-dragons who waved their sleeves and left, Wren frowned suspiciously, he found that the attitude of these guys was really problematic. Instead of introducing himself, he also seemed to be out of sight.

Alva, by contrast, is much more sincere.

"Holy Lord, let Alva take you to rest. He said respectfully.

Eric moved his steps to follow Wren, but as soon as he was halfway there, he was taken away by another half-dragonman.

"The interior of the Dragon God Palace is not for anyone to enter. Alva explained to Wren.

Wren then learned that the place where he was before was not considered the interior of the palace.

It wasn't until he entered it that he was stunned to realize how strange it was. (To be continued.) )