The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

Even Milami felt that his disciple was exaggerating.

As the prince said, three arcane instructors bundled together may not be able to blow up half of the mountain, unless the super lich just now is there.

It is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not.

Prince George would not dare to bet his own life.

He immediately ordered the knights to retreat to the Warcraft Forest.

Seeing that they were far away, Charlie took out the Ion Stone of the conjuration department.

She dragged the three arcane instructors who were confused to hide on the alien plane.

Guessing that the prince and his party had run far enough, Charlie controlled the skeleton and smashed the goblin's magic bottle.

That's right, this thing, if you smash it, it will be automatically unsealed!

Such a dangerous thing can summon disaster just by smashing it.

In this world, goblin magic has a reputation of being like a street mouse, and it's not without reason.

The magic bottle, like Schrödinger's box, exploded and burst out with a strong light enough to light up the entire monster forest.

Magic Explosions don't have the bang of a modern thermal weapon explosion.

After the magical light that was powerful enough to illuminate the night sky in the area, only a large, deeply sunken crater was left where the Mandela Mountains were originally located.

The 'Black Dragon Young' following behind Prince George and his party: .

He just, almost stayed where he was.

Turning his head, the 'Black Dragon Young Dragon' continued with his plan.

He flew low, deliberately revealing his whereabouts.

The leader of the Knights just happened to see it by accident, and his heart beat wildly in surprise. He rolled his eyes at Frye.

Frye looked worried and kept looking back in the direction of Mount Mandela.

The leader's expression changed slightly under the shadow cast by the helmet, Are you worried? Why don't you go over and have a look? It's also a way to help His Highness find out.

Fry immediately smiled back at the considerate boss, Okay, thank you, Commander!

After speaking, he tapped the flank of the dragon stallion under his seat, turned around and ran away.

It wasn't until seeing him disappearing into the night that the leader of the Knights couldn't restrain his excitement and shouted: Stop! Quick! Grab that dragon!!

George in the carriage was distraught. The glare that made the night as bright as day just now disturbed him.

The convoy stopped suddenly and remained still for a long time, which made him even more irritable.

He was about to have an attack, but was cut off by the voice of the group leader outside the car door.

Your Highness! We caught it! The young black dragon you wanted!

With a bang, Prince George directly passed the nobles sitting near the door, and pushed the door open by himself.

Sure enough, he saw the leader of the Fourth Knights holding up a black juvenile dragon, holding it up like a treasure.

Prince George suppressed his ecstasy.

He wanted to reach out to pick it up, but didn't know where to start.

Until, the 'Black Dragon', which always seemed to be aloof, glanced at him, flapped its wings actively, and flew onto Prince George's shoulder.

He seemed to like this position very much, as if these two-legged beasts were his 'royal chariot'.

The prince almost couldn't wait to get back on the carriage, and drove all the few nobles and ladies out of the carriage.

Before this trip, this handsome and well-educated prince was once the prince charming in the hearts of these noble ladies.

But now, it seems, this beautiful fantasy is shattered.

The ladies dared not speak out, but fortunately, the knights of the Knights were 'quick enough' and showed their courtesy one after another, which made them somewhat regain a sense of superiority.

In the carriage.

The prince carefully placed the young black dragon on the luxurious seat of the carriage, and after he closed the window curtains, he knelt down in front of the black dragon on one knee.

Your Highness.

A prince, calling a dragon His Highness.

The forelimbs overlapped to form an X, and the black dragon, lying lazily on the gorgeous cushion, narrowed its golden eyes slightly.

He stood up, walked back and forth on the deep red velvet cushion, and looked at Prince George calmly with his golden long eyes.

He poked his head out and sniffed, and sure enough, he smelled his own scent on the man's neck.

The black gold prince raised a dragon claw, and hooked a dragon finger with sharp nails.

That meant something that seemed to make Prince George lean over.

Prince George was completely unprepared, but was ecstatic on the face.

It seems that at this moment, he has been recognized by the legend of the legend.

Throne, no, he might take this opportunity to unify the three major human empires and reach the pinnacle of his life!

So he leaned over almost reverently.

The jet-black dragon claws turned around and hooked a necklace from Prince George's neck lightly.

The pendant of the necklace is a scale-shaped 'thing' with jet-black metallic luster mixed with golden spots.

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong.

This is his 'newborn scale'.

He is the 'Prince of Immortality' and the 'Dragon of Reincarnation'; he is the son of the dragon god Bahamut and the evil dragon god Tiamat; he is the unique black gold monarch blessed by the gods at birth.

However, only a few people in the world know that he has already lost the extremely important 'newborn scale' related to his blood.

Tiamat is a 'representative' of the chaotic and evil camp through and through.

The chaotic attribute makes her act crazy and untraceable.

One second, the dragon queen might be hugging her little son intimately, but in the next second, she can cruelly pull out the dragon scales from his whole body.

Only because there she saw platinum flecks of gold sprinkling inherited from Bahamut, the dragon god she hated.

Because of the blood, the person who holds these dragon scales can break the legendary dragon magic that he used to protect himself in his childhood.

With a little force, the 'Black Dragon' tore off the necklace on Prince George's neck and retrieved his own dragon scale.

Prince George is in some pain.

Even when Charlie Violet opened his mouth, he didn't feel pain, but was extremely angry.

But now, he is really in pain.

Everyone knows the value of black gold mines. Although he doesn't know some secrets of legends, he can imagine how priceless this small scale will be.

He is only a human being with a mortal body, but he was able to find this mysterious Highness by virtue of this dragon scale.

Think about it, what kind of sensation can such a dragon scale cause if it is taken to the underground auction city?

There are not a few people in this world who want to find the trace of the black gold monarch.

Those well-known beings will pay any price, because this is most likely the only way to find the Black Gold Monarch.

Prince George thought that he was running errands for the gods, and this fallen prince of the dragon clan, who was said to be very generous, would reward him with this dragon scale.

But who knows... The other party was not as generous as the rumors said.

Without the protection of the dragon scales, Prince George would be completely exposed to the influence of the legendary dragon magic.

The long and sharp nails kept scratching at his lost and recovered dragon scale, and Hei Jin slightly turned his head to look at the human in front of him.

To kill, or not to kill, all in his mind.

Don't think that a young majesty in disguise is very weak.

His weakness is relative, but it is not impossible for him to gain enough strength to fight for a certain price.

After all, one of his titles is 'Dragon of Reincarnation'.

The word 'samsara' does not just refer to the cycle of life.

...

On the other side, several arcanists are also trying to make a pioneering move.

They are teaching Charlie across factions.

Trying to let her master the 'teleportation' arcane art of the conjuration department arcanist through the teaching of the donkey's lips and the horse's mouth.

That's right, a red robe, a white robe, and a black robe are teaching Charlie, a housekeeping skill of the green robe faction.

In that scene, it was said that the chicken and the duck were talking lightly, and the scene got out of control for a while, and the contents of the three arcanists themselves were all different.

Just listening to anyone's theory will lead to a bloody battle.

Charlie is really going to kneel.

After all, judging from the color of the robes, it is also known that these few are not on the same channel as anyone else.

Seeing that his disciple had already sat on the ground and started to stare blankly.

In the end, Eris couldn't help it, took a step back, and 'shaked' out a conjuration lich.

This is not the vice president of the Wizards Guild.

But Charlie still couldn't help his eyelids twitching wildly.

Who will tell her how many magicians this black-robed great arcane teacher has harmed! ?

Can't we use another group to persecute? !

The Lich thought that he was summoned to participate in the battle.

As a result, he was asked if he could teach teleportation to a living person.

A moment's sluggishness appeared on the lich's terrifying countenance.

Then he turned to look at Charlie, the fire of his soul was flickering, as if he was suspicious of the 'monster'.

Charlie felt that he must be thinking: Is the living people so crazy now? Call the Lich out to teach?

Charlie was in embarrassment when he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance, interrupting everyone's 'Lich Teaching Plan'.

Follow the sound and look.

Oh, it's Frye, the good old man again.

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Thanks to Mr. Snail and the children's shoes of Tianyun Xiangcheng for their rewards.

If you are a student party, do what you can.

Also……………… The author’s manuscripts are for explosives when they are put on the shelves, don’t use money to corrupt me anymore.

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