As soon as Maurice woke up, a panic surged in his heart. He didn't care to think about it, and the ice covering his body was shattered as soon as he moved, and he rushed out of the cold underground pool towards the sky. He raised his head and roared angrily.
The roar of the angry dragon immediately trembled across the entire continent.
Joyce... called him
Before he left, he told Joyce to call him if he was in danger. But Maurice knew how proud his baby was, and he would not seek his help casually, so he specifically threatened Joyce, who was protected by the Elf King and others.
What a dangerous situation his Joyce encountered before calling out his name
Anger burned in Maurice's heart, making his eyes turn red immediately. The king of elves, the king of demons, and the king of monsters, how did they take care of his baby
Maurice flew towards the forest of elves at an extremely fast speed. The rage that kept rolling in his mind made him immerse himself in the cold pool for two days before the slightly suppressed scorching heat appeared in his soul again in a more violent way.
This huge black dragon's eyes were completely filled with tyranny, and only a trace of clarity remained to urge him to return to his treasure.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the outskirts of the Elven Forest, and Maurice smelled a bloody smell, the bloody smell of his baby. Trembling at the tip of his heart, he looked towards the source of the bloody smell. With his excellent eyesight, Maurice could clearly see the bright red blood on the grass even in mid-air.
Not far away, two exquisite shoes were scattered on the ground, and Maurice was still clearly anxious about the scene where he gently put these shoes on his Joyce's feet.
Now, the gemstones on the shoes that he Aiwu and Wu are holding carefully have fallen off, and there are even traces of being trampled on.
Such a scene made Maurice's pupils shrink suddenly, and an indescribable fear surged from his heart, prompting him to raise his head and let out a bursting roar.
The clarity in Maurice's eyes completely dissipated, and his vertical pupils were completely filled with tyranny, and there was even a trace of repressed deep fear hidden behind the tyranny.
Fairies... Forest of Fairies...
The anger that his treasure was hurt controlled Maurice's mind, making him completely lose his mind, and the scorching hellfire overflowed from his mouth and burned the entire forest of elves.
Everyone in the forest of elves was stunned by the two roars that sounded close at hand.
At this time, the aloof Elf King completely lost his graceful appearance, his lips trembled: "Dragon... the giant dragon? Hasn't it already left the Kerris Mountains?"
Hearing the roar of the giant dragon again, the terrible memory of being almost wiped out reappeared in the hearts of all the elves. However, something even more terrifying happened. As soon as they looked up, they saw hot flames burning around the periphery of the forest.
"Yes, is it dragon fire? The dragon is angry!"
Panic immediately permeated the entire elf forest, but after all the elves panicked, they immediately thought that the treasure of the dragon was still by their side, so they all settled down and cast their hopeful eyes on Lydia beside the elf king.
"I implore Princess Lydia to appease the dragon, and let the dragon spare the elf forest!"
At this time, Lydia was in no mood to listen to what the elves were saying. Her face was pale, and her eyes were horrified at the huge black figure that appeared in midair.
dragon? Did the dragon really appear
The scorching heat wave almost hit Lydia's face, making her tremble uncontrollably. In her mind, the dragon has always been a legend, so she dared to impersonate the dragon's treasure unscrupulously.
In fact, Lydia saw that these elves were obedient to her because of her identity as a giant dragon treasure, and she was almost contemptuous in her heart. Because she never thought that the giant dragon would really appear!
"No, no, no!" Lydia frantically refused the request of the elves swarming towards her, but the huge guilt and fear had seized her heart, making her completely powerless to reason with the elves around her.
The elf, who was in fear and panic, didn't care about Princess Lydia's refusal, and almost pulled her to the edge of the forest, pushing her under the giant black shadow in midair.
The huge black figure has been completely presented in front of everyone, followed by dragon fires ignited everywhere.
Lydia staggered and fell to the ground. She raised her head to look at this terrifying huge figure with a terrified expression, her face was completely devoid of the sweetness she pretended to have when she was praying.
The love of the dragon, the gentleness of the dragon, and the protection of the dragon, all flew out of her heart. When she looked up and saw the pair of terrifying vertical pupils and the huge evil wings, Lydia felt her whole body Collapsing on the ground, he could only involuntarily let out an exclamation of "help".
It's terrible, why let her face such a terrible monster
However, the elf, who originally respected her so much, had no scruples at all at the moment. She was afraid, but eagerly urged: "Princess, speak up! Please hurry up and ask the dragon to take back the dragon fire! Didn't you say that you are the treasure of the dragon?" ?”
"The giant dragon loves you so much, and will definitely listen to your persuasion!"
Seeing that the dragon fire had burned to the center of the forest, the elves looked at the limp Princess Lydia eagerly. They didn't even become suspicious because of her abnormal fear, they just begged anxiously.
Perhaps it was the elf's words that attracted her attention, but when Lydia looked up, she found the pair of extremely cold vertical pupils looking at her.
The fear of death enveloped Lydia's heart in an instant, she was completely limp on the ground, and the dry smell of urine radiated from her damp skirt.
Maurice, who fell into madness, saw the girl's appearance on the ground at first glance, and couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then let out an even more angry roar.
This group of abominable elves actually hid his treasures, and instead took out such a vulgar and inferior counterfeit to deceive him
The angry Maurice rushed down from mid-air, raised his huge wings, and slapped the hateful impostor lying on the ground.
Looking at Princess Lydia who was blown away by the dragon angrily, the elves were almost stunned. What the girl said before and that shy expression came to their minds again.
However, the flaming red dragon fire followed, but burned all the delusions in the elf's mind.
"what!"
The screams of the elves came one after another, the crown on the head of the elf king had fallen off, his face was covered with ashes, he looked helplessly at the burned clansmen, and at Princess Lydia who was thrown to nowhere by the dragon , full of bewilderment.
Why...why did he try his best to curry favor with that giant dragon's treasure, but in the end he couldn't escape the fate of being wiped out
The anger of being deceived gradually fermented in the Elf King's heart, it must be... that damned woman must have deceived her, she is not a dragon's treasure at all.
It is impossible for such a tyrannical dragon to pamper a human like this!
Maurice roared and roared, calling to his darling, "Joyce...Joyce..."
The elf, who was fleeing in a hurry, also found the dragon's call, and looked at his companion in shock: "Is the dragon calling someone's name?"
"It, it seems to be called Joyce?"
"Joyce? Isn't that the boy's name?"
In the depths of the forest, the torch in the hands of the Demon Lord Ainuo has fallen to the ground.
As early as when the elf ran out in a panic, Qing Yun had easily broken free from the bondage, and snapped his hands to break the great magician's neck, snatching the key to the artifact.
"You... what were you calling just now?" The demon king Ainuo, who was knocked to the ground by the boy's magical magic, was not in the mood to struggle at all at the moment. A boy in a sweet dress but smiling like a devil.
"Oh? You asked me what I was calling?" Qing Yun lowered his head and studied the key in his hand. Hearing the devil's question, he licked the corners of his lips maliciously, "Of course I am calling me Maurice."
As if responding to the boy's words, the giant dragon outside immediately let out another roar, as if answering or calling.
But when he heard the young man's words, the light in the eyes of the demon king Aino completely disappeared. He knew that he was finished, and the entire demon clan was finished.
Hearing the worry and fear conveyed by the dragon's roar, Qing Yun paused for a moment, and instead of busy using the key to remove the artifact, he immediately ran towards the place where the surrounding flames were burning.
There seemed to be something wrong with Maurice's mood, and Qing Yun was a little worried about this man.
In fact, doubts have arisen in his heart more than once. This man has never been so eager to stick to him, and he can't drive him away. Why is he so abnormally asking to leave for a few days this time
But just as he ran a few steps, a huge black panther suddenly jumped out and blocked his steps.
Looking at the familiar black panther, Qing Yun sneered: "Why are you back?"
With Qing Yun's old ways, how could he fail to see what the beast king was up to? He just wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and also wanted him to be grateful.
The Beastmaster faced the boy and knelt down deeply on his body. Now the Beastmaster is going to regret it to death. He never thought that the boy could easily summon the dragon, and he never thought that the dragon really valued the boy so much, and went crazy just because of the blood stains on the outskirts of the forest.
But the more this was the case, the more afraid the Beastmaster was to let the boy rush to the dragon.
"Dear princess, the lord has fallen into madness and is irrational, so you must not go there." The panther begged, "If you are accidentally injured at this time, the lord who wakes up will be sadly destroyed The whole world!"
Even though he had explained the situation, the black panther found that the young man in front of him had no fear at all, and instead scolded him: "Get out!" Then he quickly ran towards the place where the dragon was, holding up the hem of his skirt.
The more the beast king said this, the more Qing Yun couldn't let go. How could a man lose his mind? What the hell is going on here
Qing Yun quickly ran towards the outskirts of the forest, and soon he saw the mighty figure, but when he saw Maurice's eyes clearly, Qing Yun frowned immediately.
Because these eyes were no longer the dark red that he was familiar with, the black that represented destruction and tyranny had already filled Maurice's pupils.
"Moris!" Qing Yun yelled at the crazy dragon, but the dragon obviously heard his voice, but seemed to have lost the ability to distinguish his direction, and could only squirt flames violently and impetuously around.
wrong! Something is wrong with this man's soul!
Sensing the man's familiar aura at close range, Qing Yun immediately realized that this kind of tyranny had nothing to do with the man's dragon body, but rather his soul.
This kind of tyrannical situation often only occurs when the soul has been severely injured.
The berserk dragon seemed to sense the arrival of his treasure, but it gave out an abnormal roar of rejection, as if persuading Qing Yun to leave, and let him stay away from it, a terrifying monster that lost its mind.
"Idiot!" Qing Yun looked at the black dragon that was almost wrapped in the blazing dragon fire, gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and then rushed towards the dragon in flames.
He can't let the man get angry like this, otherwise the wound in his soul will be more serious!
Seeing the young man's slender figure rushing into the flames, the black panther who finally caught up was trembling all over, it's over! If something goes wrong with the boy, even if the giant dragon wakes up from the tyranny, the creatures on this continent will not be saved.
Black Panther now regrets that he didn't save the boy in the first place.
The rest of the fleeing elves also saw the figure of the young man, and immediately there was hope in their eyes again: "Joyce is here! Look! It's Joyce that the dragon has been calling..."
The boy's figure passed through the scorching dragon fire, which made everyone involuntarily breathe a sigh of relief, but in the next second their hearts couldn't help but lift up again.
Because they actually saw the dragon's sharp claws waving towards the boy!
Isn't even Joyce the dragon's treasure
Maurice's huge and sharp claws almost touched the boy's skirt before he suddenly stopped his strength, and very gently held the boy in his palm.
Maurice bowed his head and roared angrily at the boy, but there was a slow fear and worry hidden in this roar, as if he was reprimanding the boy: Why did you come here so disobediently? Get away from me!
The strong wind from the giant dragon's roar ruffled Qing Yun's hair. Seeing that the man had lost his mind but was still struggling to protect him, Qing Yun's eyes flashed softly.
He didn't follow the man's strength to stay away from him, but leaned close to his terrifying big mouth, gently stroking his hard and sharp scales: "Honey, I'm fine, do you know that I'm fine? Didn't you say that, no one has anything things can part us…”
Qing Yun didn't avoid the dragon's scorching breath, he leaned his delicate cheek against the dragon's scales, rubbed it lightly, and comforted him: "Hey, it's all right..."
The elves finally stopped fleeing, and they hid in the corner holding their breath, their eyes wide open looking at the petite boy who comforted the terrifying dragon. He looked so insignificant beside the giant dragon, but strangely made the crazy dragon calm down.
That ferocious giant dragon tried hard to restrain his tyranny, put away his sharp minions, and even closed the gaps between the scales, just to protect the boy in his palm from his harm.
One is a frightening dragon, and the other is an angry boy disguised as a woman but still beautiful. The collision of the most violent power and the most extreme beauty makes people unable to take their eyes off at all.
It turns out...Joyce, whom they regard as a counterfeit, is the real dragon treasure...
The roar of the giant dragon gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of heavy panting, and the raging dragon fire was extinguished as the master's soul gradually calmed down.
Maurice's eyes returned to the normal dark red color again, and he greedily stared at the young man who, even after witnessing his most violent side, still had no fear, but caressed him tenderly.
Ignoring anyone around him, Maurice closed his palms devoutly, embraced his treasure, and flapped his huge wings to fly towards his lair.