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In the middle of the pool is a round platform covered by a curtain, or it can become a huge and incomparable bed.

There was good food and wine, and Wren felt refreshed in it, and he could clearly feel that meditation here was countless times more effective than in other places.

"Whew, this is a real gem. Wren crossed his legs, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and suddenly vaguely guessed that this place should have some connection with the source of the Ice and Snow Sacred Spring.

Alva sent Wren here, answered some questions, and left on his own.

After waiting for a long time, when Wren was a little napping, he saw what Alva called "gifts".

These gifts turned out to be a full twelve naked half-dragon beauties.

These half-dragon beauties are all bee-waisted and fat-buttocked, with delicate faces, and the small sharp horns that emerge from the ends of their hair make them feel a kind of alternative temptation.

Wren's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Holy Lord, we are all chosen by Lord Alva. ”

"We will serve the Lord well. ”

"We're all virgins. ”

......

All kinds of voices came, making Wren feel that he had become a landlord and an old fortune in the old society, no, this kind of enjoyment was only possible for the emperor.

He felt like a part of his body was going to explode.

When he didn't know what it tasted like, he was still able to control himself, but with his skin-to-skin relationship with Rachel, Wren had some taste for the marrow.

More often than not, he was influenced by the dragon's bloodline. The dragon's nature is inherent, so that his temperament is more or less affected.

Just as Wren was about to receive all the delicious food delivered to his mouth, he suddenly felt the ground shake.

His brain instantly regained clarity and came out of his clothes.

It didn't take long for his figure to be outside the palace, and he happened to see a huge boat appear out of thin air in the middle of the half-dragon city.

The boat was three or four hundred meters long, and there were many fierce half-dragon people on it, and more people were crying and crying.

Wren could see clearly that those who were strung together with ropes like grasshoppers were human beings!

He couldn't help but think of some legends about the half-dragons, as well as the exchanges he had heard about the half-dragons at the beginning, and instantly understood that this was clearly the slaves captured by the half-dragons.

Wren was curious about how they used the mysterious ship to get in and out of the place. As for the slaves captured by these half-dragons, he felt a kind of sympathy.

When he first came to this continent, he had seen a lot of the tragic conditions of those Terran compatriots.

Now it seems that it is really difficult for the human race to survive in this world, the demon abyss people, the half-dragon people...... They all treated them as slaves and food.

He is not a Guardian of the Virgin, but if he is indifferent when he is clearly capable of sheltering, he is a little ashamed of his heart.

"Wait. Wren spoke suddenly.

His body floated out, and at the same time, he stimulated the dragon soul, causing a strong coercion to be released, and the half-dragons who were watching the "slave ship" were frightened.

The slave hunters and the half-empty warriors were also terrified.

As for the Terrans who were taken as slaves, after seeing the same clan as Rayne, their eyes widened as if they saw hope, and they cried out for help.

Wren took a cursory glance and found that there were about thirty of these slaves in total, most of them were young men and women, and their faces were either handsome or beautiful, and they were somehow caught by the half-dragons.

"Let them go......"

As soon as Wren spoke, he was interrupted by a loud shout: "No!"

Wren tilted his head and saw six half-dragonmen appear.

These six people are the guys in the six palaces before whom he couldn't see their strength. After passing through Alva's Mouth, Wren learned that they were the six most respected elders of the Half-Dragon Clan.

Noticing Wren's gaze, they bowed and saluted, and the half-dragon man with an old face was the first to raise his head: "Holy Lord, you have no right to deal with our slaves!"

Wren frowned, he controlled the power of the dragon soul and pressed towards the half-dragonman, which instantly caused his face to change drastically, and sweat flowed on his ravine-crisscrossed face.

"When you become our true Holy Lord, the entire Ice Dragonman clan will be dominated by you!" the other half-dragon man raised his head slightly and said resolutely.

Others had the same expressions.

Wren's face changed, and when he saw that the old half-dragon man was about to fall to his knees, he dispersed his coercion and nodded: "In that case, I respect your opinion. ”

He understood what these people meant, and he had already inquired from Alva before.

If you want to become a true Holy Lord, you must not only get the dragon soul, but also enter the dragon god world and get the treasure of the dragon king, so that you can get the approval of the half-dragon tribe, that is, this ice dragon tribe.

The way to enter the world of the dragon god is through the dragon king's throne.

"You can't hurt them until I'm back!" Wren began.

"Including your snow elf friend, we'll treat you well. The old half-dragon smiled and said with a smile.

Wren looked at him deeply, and then looked away.

For this half-dragon man named Lunken, he learned from Alva's several hints that the other party was the chief elder of the half-dragon tribe, his strength was close to the ninth order, and his desire for power was extremely strong.

Wren, the Terran who suddenly overtook his head, was naturally regarded as a thorn in his side by his appearance.

"I don't know what the Dragon King's treasure is, and if I can ignore this guy's threat. Wren thought to himself.

This incident prompted him to make a decision and enter the Dragon King's Hall.

This time, he didn't reject the strong intent of the dragon soul, and submerged his body into the rune storm on the throne.

Call......

A gust of wind swept by, ruffling the hair on Wren's forehead.

He narrowed his eyes and breathed in the intoxicating air.

Every cell in his body cheered, as if he was fascinated by the grassy environment.

Phew.

A sturdy and fat hare swept past Wren, and with a gesture of his hand, a fireball suddenly appeared in front of the rabbit, and in an instant the rabbit's screams were heard.

Carrying the dead hare, Wren approached the stream in front of him, picked up the water and washed his face.

Although a single witchcraft can cleanse the whole body, he still loves the beauty of contact with natural water.

Only when you reach a certain level of strength will you realize that there is a big difference between natural water flow and water created by witchcraft.

A fresh and vibrant, a cold and deep keeping.

After a few casual sips of water, and then disposing of the hare, Wren lit a bonfire and roasted the hare like an ordinary person.

At the same time, he secretly surveyed the world around him.

Although some of the idleness here was natural, he could still tell that this was not the Demon Abyss World.

From the bright but starless sky, Wren could easily detect this.

He could even vaguely feel the size of this world, the size of a country.

It's not a big deal, but if you think that it was opened up by a dragon king, then it's enough to be called a miracle!

This is the dragon god world opened up by the dragon king Vaolet!(To be continued.) )