Generally speaking, shouldn't there be a lot of guards next to a portal like this?

Waiting around, but not seeing any living creatures, Lan Luos sighed helplessly while showing doubts, and easily blocked the slippery little she that the black-haired girl almost grew on his neck.

It was nothing to be licked around by a young dragon, but now that the black dragon had changed into a human form, the girl hung defenselessly on herself. Not to mention whether it would be immoral, the posture and strength that longed to merge the two of them into one, and then stimulated by the dexterous wet touch, Lan Los felt that he was about to suffocate.

Literally suffocating.

Breaking free from the white arms of the strangled man, Lanlos finally took Nia from his body.

The gray-haired elf just wanted to take a big breath of fresh air, and the black-haired girl who broke away from his embrace was suddenly unhappy, regardless of being put in the air with his hands, and kicked her legs, wanting to return to the warmth.

You know, this girl is wearing a tattered cloak right now. This babbling and struggling, the white and greasy light skin was like a flashing electric current, constantly stimulating Lan Luos's eyes.

Color is emptiness.

Lanlos raised his eyebrows, but he was not as embarrassed as he had been at the beginning. Although this little Nizi has a soft body, a soft voice, and is defenseless, she is a black dragon after all, and this is the holy land of black dragons after all. Compared with any ambiguous thoughts, what Lanlos cares more about is how to get out safely.

However, let's cover her up first.

Seeing that the girl was almost completely out of the cloak because of her restlessness, Lanlos sighed faintly, gently put her back on the ground, and quickly pulled out a set of clothes from her waist bag.

Seeing the gray-haired elf pointing to the clothes in her hand and then to herself, the black-haired girl who called herself Nia tilted her head suspiciously, and cautiously stepped forward to sniff it. Sensing a familiar smell on it, he immediately showed a happy expression.

The girl's twitching of her small nose and the appearance of her smile made Lan Los unconsciously show a kind demeanor, as if she had been suddenly purified, and the whole person had no evil intentions from the inside out.

In such a state of mind, coupled with Nia's cooperation, Lanros quickly helped her put on a loose nightdress-like lining and put on a set of inky robes. Because her body was too petite, the size of Lanlos's top was placed on her body, just like a knee-length dress.

Lifting the sleeves of her coat that were completely covered by her fingertips, Nia buried her head in it, sniffing deeply at the reassuring warmth that made her feel reassured.

Seeing that this girl could settle down even if she didn't pester, Lan Luos couldn't help but smile, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on the pair of white and smooth little feet. It's a pity that I don't have shoes of the right size on hand, and I can't use creation now.

Forget it, let's do it for now.

While the girl was curious about her 'new' clothes, Lanlos took a closer look at the holy place.

In addition to the howls of lava and mountains, there was also the roar of dragons, the roars of unknown monsters, and faintly, the sound of metal knocking could be faintly heard.

Lanloth's knowledge of the Black Dragon Legion was only limited to the memories of his previous life, and because of Deathwing's deviance, the entire Black Dragon Clan was devastated with a vengeance. For now, at least, as Lanloth knew, Nia was the first black dragon he had encountered outside of Deathwing.

He didn't know much about the title of Guardian of the Earth, as well as the daily habits and duties of the Black Dragon Legion. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he had an arcane erosion on his body, he would be happy to conduct an in-depth investigation while the black dragon was still a neutral and friendly unit.

After all, the power of the five-colored dragon comes from the titans of the highest performance of the arcane. If you can find something valuable, it will be a good thing for any arcanist.

Unfortunately, his current state of affairs has made him afraid to go deep into this territory that belongs to Nesario.

Luckily, the Keystone's spatial leap was still usable, and even if the door to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep behind him had faded from its magical aura, he could still find a corner where no one was leaving at any time.

Looking at the energy gauge filled with the keystone, Lan Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Both the King of the Forest and the Blue Dragon were shocked by his ability to suppress the vast arcane energy of the Eternal Well Water, but in reality, what they didn't know was that Lanloth didn't suppress it. After all, even Queen Ishshara had to rely on Sin's heart as a medium to harness the power of the Well of Eternity, how could he have the ability to surpass this legendary queen?

To be precise, he did not suppress, but by creating a vacuum of arcane energy in his body, he created a state for the water of the Eternal Well as if he were staying in the Well of Eternity, in order to achieve the stability of the constant state.

And this behavior relies on the keystone.

Because the Sagritan Keystone is bound to his own soul, he has a certain degree of authority control over his body. For example, drain the mana he recovers anytime, anywhere.

With the help of the Keystone, Lanloth was able to ensure that the mana that naturally poured into his body was devoured even when he slept. The mana remains 0% throughout, and arcane damage from arcane residue is not triggered.

However, even without the intervention of natural magic, Lanloth, as a legendary spellcaster, has already exceeded the normal level of mana in his own flesh and bones. The well water that soaked his body would soon evolve into a devastating storm in his body under such conditions.

In other words, even if he didn't do anything, the arcane echoes would still cause a devastating explosion within him over time.

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In order to prevent this, Lanloth had to sacrifice his life and occasionally use evil energy to smooth out the ripples caused by the well water. As for how to smooth it out, of course, it is to burn to ashes, whether it is excess well water energy, or one's own flesh and bones......

Rao has advanced regeneration to help him recover, but the pain and psychological torture of this self-mutilating act once made Lanlos look haggard.

In order to be freed as soon as possible, he had to find a solution to the problem as soon as possible. Elunis, he must be there.

Recalling the powerful and ancient aura he had encountered in the Dragon Sleep Temple not long ago, Lanlos frowned and pondered silently.

There is no doubt that the aura must be a member of the guardian dragon, regardless of who it is, the important thing is that the ordinary guardian dragon will not appear alone in the Dragon Sleep Temple. In other words, at least for now, the Dragon Sleep Temple is guarded by multiple or even more dragon kings.

If you teleport directly to the Holy Land Teleportation Hall on the ground floor, you should be discovered quickly, right? No, even if you teleport to the location where you first entered the Dragon Bone Wilderness, it will be difficult to escape the eyes of the guardian dragon.

But other than that, he didn't have any other spatial coordinates closer to the Demon Hub. As for the previous coordinates, they were all after the division of the continent.

However, he has the blessing of Alexstassa, if he doesn't meet Nesario or the Eternal Dragon, maybe he can still have a relationship with other dragon kings, do you want to gamble?

No, the risk is too great, and the gentleman does not stand under the wall.

Remembering that he had accidentally broken into the open portal, Lanlos had a faint bad premonition in his heart, and quickly dismissed the idea.

Nesario's fall did not happen overnight, but continuously. In other words, even at this time, the heart of the Earth Guardian has been distorted. If you are not careful, you may be shot in the head.

In this way, there seems to be no way but to pack up and go home?

Lanloth was confused for a moment, and at this moment, Nia also shifted her curiosity away from her 'new' clothes, and her big round eyes flickered as she stared at the gray-haired elf. Seeing that he sometimes frowned, sometimes raised his eyes and looked around, Nia seemed to know that he was thinking about something, and did not bother him, standing obediently in front of him, her small fingers through the sleeves, tightly grasping the hem of his clothes.

Sensing the pull of the hem of his clothes, Lanlos lowered his head, just in time to meet the little girl's expectant eyes, the water flowing, as if glowing with blurred starlight, as if urging him to take her out to play quickly.

Get out?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and Lan Luos raised his head suddenly, and his face couldn't help but show a thick self-deprecation. Am I not stupid? This place is not a game, and since it is a sacred place for dragons, it must be more than just a portal.

And if I'm not mistaken, the Black Dragon Holy Land seems to be somewhere in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, so wouldn't it be okay to go out and go directly to Khodara with a swagger?

Lanlos laughed at his fuss while gently stroking the little brain of the young dragon girl who had inadvertently awakened him. The latter naturally didn't know what the gray-haired elf was thinking, but she was obviously very useful for this kind of intimate contact, and she was far from being satisfied with it, seizing the opportunity and jumping directly into his chest.

After glancing at Nia's little feet covered in charred black dirt, Lanlos was not pretentious, and took advantage of the situation to prop up Nia's legs, allowing her to curl up in his arms in a more comfortable position.

Speaking of which, I still have to find a way to settle this girl down first.

His eyes fell on the delicate face of the little girl, who was grabbing his collar with two small hands, and kept rubbing his chest as if he wanted to bury himself in it. Especially those bright and moving eyes, combined with the crisp and crisp screams that babble from time to time, are so innocent that the heart of the straight sect Lanlos is about to melt.

But, after all, he couldn't ignore the fact that she was a black dragon because of this external performance. Not only that, but she is also the black dragon who shows such closeness and longing for Nesario's power.