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Sid was taken aback by the huge dragon flames it spewed out, and the light elements gathered around him, forming a wall of the magic circle.

Hearing Mosu's chirping call, the Dark Ceratosaurus realized that the cub standing in front of him was actually the Son of Light with a full affinity for the Light Element.

It began to dance with great joy.

Sid looked at Canias suspiciously: "This should be a dark horned dragon?"

Kanias wanted to use the Dark Ceratops as a mount.

He felt that the gang of old men in the Holy House would only agree to this proposal after drinking the wine that Courteney's family had preserved for many years.

Kanas didn't say much.

A nighthawk landed on Sid's shoulder, and Canias lifted it into his hand, turning it into a long whip.

He enchanted the whip and whipped it towards Arnold who was howling crazily.

"Be quiet."

The whip made by the dwarf Taylor for Sid still has creepy barbs on it. Canias showed no mercy when facing his former pet.

The Dark Ceratopsian almost flew out from the pump.

Arnold didn't dare to get carried away anymore, he put his hands on his head.

Under the shadow, the giant dragon narrowed his eyes, feeling that things were not that simple.

In the past—when it was still beside its owner, Navia, although Navia would also slap it like this, but the words were subtly different——

"Be quiet," it should be, "or I'll chop you up."

Navia forgot to pepper it!

The giant dragon who had just been whipped thought joyfully.

Then, Arnold discovered that the co-lord of darkness and undead standing in front of him at this time seemed to be subtly different from the Navia he knew—

Its owner doesn't seem to look like this?

The appearance of the mainland creature looks ridiculously ugly, like jerky that has been sucked blood.

After a difficult identification of the dark horned dragon with severe face blindness in humanoid beasts, it was determined that the dark co-lord put another human appearance on itself.

what is this?

role play?

Arnold was lost in thought.

Before that, it felt that it had to reflect its dignity as a dragon.

Anyway, it is the most powerful dragon in the world, but it was abandoned for five years, and it took two months to be found by the owner.

Arnold had to politely decline once, but now——

After thinking hard, he came to a shocking conclusion.

After the cruel dark god Navia abandoned it, his conscience suddenly realized that he felt a little bit guilty about it?

The dark horned dragon with a high sense of self-esteem felt much happier.

The terrifying dragon roared deafeningly again.Then, it stood up and stood under the boundless night, the bright full moon was stained with the light of blood.

Amidst the roar of the dark horned dragon, some terrifying creatures were squirming crazily.

It was clearly a desert ravaged by wind and sand, but Sid heard the rustling of leaves.

But soon he realized that it was not the sound of leaves rubbing against each other.Groups of dark element elves landed behind the horned dragon, forming a huge night curtain around it.

Sid didn't know the frightening identity of this dark horned dragon.

All he knew was that he should be able to beat this big-looking guy.

The Holy Son folded his hands together, and the holy light pierced through the gaps in his fingers.

He was about to restrain Arnold with a light cage, but suddenly the collar tightened.

The tall paladin lifted the Holy Son of Light behind him.

"Please watch."

Kanias was ready to pin the dark horned dragon to the ground and beat him up.

But at this moment, the dark horned dragon suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and dust filled the surroundings.

It knelt at the feet of Canias in a five-body prostration posture.

The mighty dark element elves began to chant in unison.A blazing light appeared from Arnold's belly full of grooves, and with the gathering of dark elements, this light spread into a perfect circle engraved with ancient characters.

Kanas recognized the writing on the circle.

——Contract spell.

This is a contract spell that has been formed, so that the slave's master is himself.

That was not an ancient language that astrologers were familiar with, and he hadn't learned this kind of language since he woke up, but he understood the meanings in the words as complicated as the universe.

Just like last year when he broke the seal of the Garden of God and carried the Son of Light to the towering giant tree, he was able to read the words at the foot of the ancient tree without hindrance in the chanting of the breeze.

It was an instinct engraved in his soul.

Arnold stared at the two in front of him, in the cave-like eyes, the ghostly fire was dancing happily.

A familiar feeling lingered in Canias' heart, like children calling their parents' names after seeing the sun.

They smelled a strong and hot burning smell, and saw the flames in the eyes of the ceratopsian gradually expanding, as if a huge spider was frantically struggling in the fire.

Kanias pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand to the magic circle.

A thorn-like luster appeared in the night sky, and a transparent chain quietly formed between the magic circle and his palm.

The dark horned dragon, which was as high as a hill, gradually shrunk and deformed in front of them, turning into a small dragon as tall as a human.

The renewal of the contract spell made its bones covered with a new layer of muscles and scales, and the ghostly flames dancing in the eye sockets turned into real longan eyes, and the claws and face changed from thin to plump, like fluff in the arms of a noble girl Toy.

Just looking at the appearance, no one would have thought that this lively and small dragon was still a dark horned dragon as high as two city gates tens of seconds ago.

Regardless of the chain around his neck, Arnold jumped up to the Holy Son of Light in small steps, stepped on his paws left and right, jumped repeatedly, his eyes gleaming.

Sid asked Canias: "What is it doing?"

Kanas glanced at Arnold, and gently pulled Sid behind him: "Dragon likes shiny things."

Sid nodded dazedly.

He took off the forehead ornament, handed it to Canias, and asked him to hand it to Arnold.

The surface of the forehead pendant of the tsavorite was originally covered with a layer of blue light, but it was also refined by the Holy Son with spiritual power, and the light was overflowing.

Arnold caught it with his mouth excitedly, swallowed it in one gulp, and burped with satisfaction.

For the Dark Ceratops, this is really a good supplement.

What's more, if you can't eat the shiny Guangming Son, using his accessories to satisfy your cravings is already the best choice.

Sid Chelt stared dumbfounded.

Suppressors are very expensive commodities, and a suppressor that can match his magic power is even more valuable. Since the last time that one was shattered in the sky, he saved a long time to buy the second one.

"—it likes to eat shiny things." Canias added.

The Son of Light glanced at him.

Inexplicably, they should be meeting for the first time, but Kanas seems to be very familiar with the habits of this dragon.

Confused, Kanas hugged him.Sid felt a pain in his neck.

The paladin bit the nape of his neck, like the way the vampires mark their followers in old western legends.

"You can't escape."

The God of Darkness whispered in the ear of the Son of Light.

What he spoke was the language of the dragon, and there were fewer humans in the world who were proficient in the language of the dragon than the phoenix, so Sid certainly couldn't understand it.

There was a little helplessness in Navia's tone.

Before he came to the mainland, the Holy Son was a sacrifice offered to him; after he came to Thrall, the Holy Son was the little prince he guarded.

It sounds like his bear is a bit pitiful, but unfortunately, he will never let go.

After Navia regained her contract with Arnold, she heard the dragon's inner turmoil.

Canias captured the information he needed from Arnold's roughly [-] words of mental activity.

He asked, "Navier is my original name?"

Arnold nodded.

Five seconds later, Arnold fell backwards.

The dark horned dragon turned pale with shock: "You, have you lost your memory?"

No wonder—

it thought.

Arnold noticed that its owner's field was much worse than before.The power of the gods is closely connected with memory, which is the self-protection of the abyss monster. When it is fatally attacked, the abyss monster will separate part of the memory to avoid the risk of death on the spot.

And it is only a matter of time before the memory is retrieved—this kind of talent may be too powerful, but this is also one of the reasons why its owner can kill the entire generation of Protoss.

Navia pulled the chain slowly.Under Sid's gaze, the Dark Ceratops quickly got up from the ground, raised its two front paws in front of it, and squeezed out an undignified smile on its face.

"You are not him, you are definitely not Navia." Arnold said sincerely, "Your character is much better than my former master."

Navia smiled gently: "I don't mind adding a little black pepper to the dragon meat."

Arnold immediately bowed to him: "You are the co-lord of darkness and undead, Navia—even though you are weaker than before, this will never change the fact that you are my only master ——Subordinate Arnold, waiting here for a long time.”

Sid looked at Arnold who was happily running around in circles, and his doubts deepened: "What is it doing?"

Navia said without blushing, "It likes you very much and wants to be your pet."

Arnold stopped immediately.

It's not, it doesn't.

Even though it likes to eat shiny things, its owner also recognizes Sid Chelter's identity, but this soft human cub is five years and half too early two months!

Arnold thought proudly.

Then, its nostrils smelled the deadly sweetness again.

Sid took off the heart of the ocean pinned in the braid, and put it in front of Arnold.

The dark ceratopsian, who didn't bow down for a morsel of food, didn't hesitate to suffocate the gemstone, and obediently lay down on the ground, letting the son of light go along with his hair.

Although it is hairless.

Arnold, who was full and full, was still a little dissatisfied.

It's like the dog's owner built a nest for it, the dog went out to play around, and found that the nest was occupied by the owner's other dogs.

"This is your new pet?" Long glanced at Sid reservedly, and said dryly, "It's not as good-looking as mine, master, look at him naked——"

Navia glanced at him with a half-smile.

"This is your second master."

Arnold still held back half a sentence in his throat.It choked out a dragon's breath, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Ah! Praise to the great Lord of Darkness! What a work of art this human being must be! How beautiful is his face! How noble is his manner! How elegant is his speech! What a noble character!"

It finished roaring, took a breath, and asked cautiously: "Supreme Father, what should I call my second master?"

Before the Dark God could reply, Arnold rolled his eyes and had an idea: "Is it the Young Master?!"

"You have to call him Madam."

Arnold was so excited that he burst into flames, his eyes filled with tears like an old father.

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