Chapter 47: interest

In fact, Timothy did not go to other places on Taiji Island, he had never left the Five-Colored Dragon Fortress. Muria's everything on this Taiji Island was nothing more than a little kid.
Emperor Moss traveled almost throughout Erassia in his life, and he saw too many incredible things. In the eyes of many giants, the magnificent city of giants is the largest city in Erassia, and its brilliant white jade temple in the center is the most luxurious castle in Erasia.
However, in the eyes of Timothy, these buildings are really nothing, they are all inaccessible things. In Erassia, there are too many buildings in scale and momentum that can crush the White Jade Shrine and the Giant City.
For example, the city of the sky entrusted by a powerful legal array in the sky, a city of mages with 10,000 towering mages, Tallinn, and the capital of the dead with endless bones ...
Among the Taiji Island, the only thing that really attracted Timothy was the Dragon Fortress. Those five-colored evil dragon cubs that were over a hundred were learning spells.
"This amount." Timothy was standing in the study room of Dragon Castle, watching the young dragons lying on the spell book and struggling to memorize the spell model. Ah, I found so many evil dragons for my grandson. "
不过 "However, my grandson is more interesting and actually let the evil dragon learn spells." Timothy watched with interest the young dragons who shook their heads and remembered the spell.
Timothy walked around in the study room, but strangely, no dragon could see Timothy as if he didn't exist.
"Each dragon learns a different spell." Timothy muttered after reading a few spellbooks of the dragon's memory. "It seems my grandson has put a lot of energy into them."
"Huh?" Suddenly, Timothy stopped next to a white dragon with a tail memorizing spell, and he looked down at Bai Long's memory spell book, "Three Rings Spell, Ice Gun."
"Bronze third-level white dragon, learn the magic of the third ring." Timothy looked at this white dragon that looked a bit special. "This temperament is not what a white dragon should have, it is more like a crystal dragon. But it is indeed a pure white dragon. "
"Did you write down this three-ring spell?" Claudia, who was concentrating on the memory spell model, suddenly heard a gentle male voice coming from her.
嗯 "Well, almost, almost finished," Claudia answered subconsciously.
那 "Can you build it in the sea of ​​spirits?"
"Don't ask ..." When Claudia was about to say the last word, she turned her head sharply, looking at a blond young man next to her who smiled and looked at her.
Seeing this tiny human, many scales on Claudia's body exploded. Little White Dragon shrank his claws and stepped back unconsciously. He knew with his tail that the human in front of her was nothing. It may not be human at all.
Clodia looked around, and then found in horror that no dragon except her could see the human youth in front of her, and her voice began to tremble, "What are you?"
"..." Timothy didn't answer, but looked down at himself, and then looked at Claudia, whose body was obviously trembling, "I obviously have fully converged my breath, you can feel mine powerful?"
"I feel ... I can't feel it," Claudia replied stupidly. There is no extraordinary power in the young man in front of him, it looks like an ordinary human youth, but only when his head is frozen, can he think that he is just an ordinary man.
"Why are you afraid of me?"
"Woohoo ... can you stop playing me? I'm just an ordinary little white dragon. There are so many dragons here. You can find other dragons." Claudia was crying and mourning, and she was so afraid to cry .
"..." Timothy looked around, then suddenly realized that he knew the reason, because he looked "normal", so he made Bailong fear, and the unknown is the most terrible.
"Smart white dragon, you are really different. You haven't answered me yet, can you build a three-ring magic model in the sea of ​​spirits?"
"Yes." At this time, Claudia was no longer stuttering, and the fear in her heart was gradually disappearing. She already wanted to understand that the existence of this level really wanted to hurt her, no matter what she did was useless. .
"You can now cast the three-ring spell beyond the third level of bronze?" Timothy asked in amazement.
"Yes." Claudia heard the youth's questioning, raised her head, and said proudly. Among the more than one hundred dragons in the castle, only her dragon can cast spells, even Muria cannot do it, which is enough to become her proud capital.
"It's unbelievable." Timothy looked at the glorious, confident white dragon in front of him. "Even among the golden and silver dragons, there are very few genius dragons that can cast spells. You are really Is it Bailong? "
"It was Bailong."
"It's a pity." Timothy sighed. Of all the dragon species, the white dragon was the weakest, none. This genius dragon was born among the weakest dragon species. "Do you like spells?"
"Like it."
"Why like?"
"Because learning spells can make up for my innate deficiencies, I am the weakest white dragon, but after learning the spell, even the red dragon dare not provoke me."
Claudia replied, and then she thought about it and said what Muria had educated her: "And, Muria said, in Elacia, for every ten dragons that died, some of them The seven are white dragons. In order not to be slaughtered by others in the future, I have to study the spell very hard and become stronger, so strong that no one dares to provoke me. "
"This is also true. The dragons slaughtered by humans are the most white dragons." Timothy nodded.
"Muriya also said that even if it is a white dragon, it is also a dragon. It should not live like the ordinary beast. The dragon should live like a dragon."
"What does a dragon look like?" Timos was more interested when he heard what his grandson said.
"As soon as the real dragon comes out, all beasts swell, all spirits are in awe."
"My grandson is really interesting." Timothy laughed at Clodia's words.
He smiled and smiled, Timothy suddenly came up with an idea, and when he had an idea, he would execute it, so he walked to the front of the study room. In the process, Timothy lifted himself from being almost invisible.
"Who is he? When did he come in?" In the study room, many young dragons all saw Timothy. This is a very small "human" compared to their current size.
"Is this a human?" A red dragon looked at Timothy, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and a few drops dropped.
"Idiot." Beside this young dragon, the young dragon Cynthia saw the appearance of her kin, raised her paw and patted her head to the ground. "How could there be a human here? Think about it with your mind."
"Sister's head, what is he?" Another red dragon turned back and looked at the young dragon Cynthia. Muria temporarily appointed the young mother Cynthia and Renata as the managers of the castle's red dragon.
"I don't know, I can't see it, anyway, he must not be human, and he doesn't want to suffer, so be honest."
At this time, Timothy came to the forefront of the study room, and his current appearance successfully attracted the attention of all dragons. Timothy looked at the dragon in the study room and looked at his dragon with his mouth raised. He wants to do something interesting now.
"Here is an announcement. Since my grandson, Muria, has just entered a deep sleep period, from today on, I will be your spell teacher." Timothy said with a smile that he just wanted to do Thing: "Who do you have an opinion?"
"I have no opinion!" The young dragon Albert first took the lead and voiced his position clearly. He just heard it. The person in front of him called Muria as his grandson, and he was Muria's grandfather.
Muria's mother, Jinlong Niang, has seen it once in Crystal Castle, the legendary dragon mage. So, daughters are so strong, how strong should her father be? Then, the dragon thought of the coercion that had scared him almost, and the whole dragon was stunned. He seemed to understand what UU reads www.uukanshu.com.
The dragon took the lead, and the other dragons immediately followed. No dragon was a fool. After years of learning in the Five-Colored Dragon Fortress, this batch of dragons has been completely different from the external five-colored dragons. Thinking instead of rushing up is reckless.
"Very good!" Timothy looked at the hundreds of five-colored dragons with some satisfaction. These dragons seemed to be tuned and taught by his grandsons quite well. They did not show obedience without him.
Uh ...
On the platform of the castle, on the golden cocoon formed by Muria, the three visions of hurricane, thunder, and fire have continued. This is the realization of the element caused by the large cocoon swallowing three elements.
On the other side, dozens of cloud giants kept pouring elemental crystals onto the golden cocoons, and near the golden cocoons, there were a large number of cloud giant girls cleaning up those abandoned crystals that had been swallowed up.
On the outer periphery, there are hundreds of storm giants armed with various heavy weapons and wearing armors, and they are loyal to the side.
Among the golden cocoons, Muria's body is under the action of the Dragon King's source blood, and changes are fierce every moment. Dragon scales grow on Muria, but they fade away under the action of Titan's blood.
The blood of Jinlong and Titan has a benign confrontation in his body. Under this confrontation, Muria's body is constantly growing, and the skeletal muscles and muscles are constantly strengthening, which is better than one day. day.
In the castle, Timothy taught the young dragons to learn spells with a strong interest, and above the castle, Muria was undergoing a crucial transformation in the life course.
Suddenly, time is passing by so quietly, it seems that nothing has changed, and everything seems to have changed.