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Chapter 62 Anger Slaying the Giant Dragon

Outside the seas of the Dark Sand Islands, on a small island.

Arthur, who was wearing only a pair of shorts, was lying on the beach basking in the sun. Shalin lies rarely beside Arthur, but her magical light still flows through her body without revealing any skin.

"What a pity that it's such a good sun!" Arthur muttered dissatisfiedly and turned to her side and stopped looking at her. Ashu's huge body lay on the other side of Arthur. The ice fairy Gru didn't like to bask in the sun, so he hid in the shadow under Ashu's neck and took a nap.

There were three people standing above Arthur's head, namely Sino, Aretha and Huey. They were all the people who participated in the battle for the artifacts.

Because the task of participating in the artifact competition was too dangerous, not only did the Blue Ape Cavalry Regiment not only did not participate, but even Spence, who was not the top in the same level, did not come.

"There should be a fierce battle over there now. I wonder who the artifact is in now?" Aretha murmured in a low voice. Although there is no scene of the battle on site here, the light that the artifact exploded twice before was still vaguely visible.

Huey didn't say anything, but a warm brilliance burst out in his eyes, wishing he could be in it.

Shino suddenly took out a jar of wine from his bracelet and poured it on Arthur below, "Wake up, you little guy is not old, but you have learned more calmly than those old guys."

Arthur himself was not asleep. Looking at the wine falling from the sky, the Dou Qi blew up and gathered the drifting wine into a ball, and then a stream of wine poured down the Dou Qi blew into his mouth. It was a magical control of Dou Qi.

But before the wine entered Arthur's mouth, Ashu's big head leaned over from the side, and with a strong suck, a jar of wine entered his mouth. The little goblin Gru smiled and rolled back and forth on the beach.

"Ashu, Gru, are you two guys in need of trouble again?" Arthur jumped up in anger.

"I think you need to clean up. Have you not answered your questions yet?" Sheno waved his hand and a huge force sucked Arthur from the beach to him.

"You didn't ask anything?"

"When others are running inside at this time, you pull us out and hide. What do you think?"

"We don't have the confidence and strength of the Empire and the Church of Light, why do we jump in even though we know it's a trap?"

"It seems that you are not moved at all by the artifact and Strach's reward?"

"Of course I'm moved, but I have to wait until the time comes before I can start."

"When is the time? You don't seem to worry about someone snatching the residual blade of the artifact in advance?" Aretha interrupted.

Arthur grinned, "The sea clan has planned for so long and will never let people take the bait away easily. We will take action when their trap is revealed."

......

Prince Galah killed the Totem Venerable Lifeng Lion King with one sword. There was a moment of stillness on the battlefield. Everyone stared blankly at the man holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and the body in the other.

The next second, time resumed flow, and the orc heroes on the battlefield began to flee in all directions, and the powerful people who rushed up from the outside who intended to compete for the artifacts also flew back.

The power of the magic weapon can even kill the Totem Venerable with one sword, and no one wants the next sword to fall on him.

Prince Galah did not disperse his power to chase the fleeing orc hero. The most important purpose of this trip was to reclaim the inherited artifact. He did not want any accidents.

Prince Galah's sharp eyes swept around, and his cold eyes warned anyone who was trying to covet the Divine Sword.

The power of the sword just now shocked everyone on the field. Although many people's eyes were still ready to move, no one dared to step forward again.

"Our human race has taken back the inherited artifact. This matter has been done. Everyone has dispersed!" Prince Galah let out a stern shout after he let out a loud shout, and he was about to take people away.

"How could you say the hatred between the two tribes be enough for you Galah?" With a thunderous echo, three huge figures were flying quickly from far to near.

"Dragon clan!"

"It's a dragon!"

There was an uproar around. The dragon clan had not officially appeared on the mainland for many years, but this time there were three people.

Leading the way was a golden dragon more than ten meters long. The golden scales were shining with dazzling light under the sunlight. Behind him was a red fire dragon and a green wind dragon. The size of these two dragons was a circle smaller than that of the golden dragon.

Prince Galah didn't know the golden dragon and shouted in a deep voice: "Does the dragon clan also want to interfere in my human inheritance artifact?"

"I came today with the Dragon Clan, just for personal grudges!"

Gallach was stunned, "Who has a personal grudge with you?"

"Garlandlot, my father died at his hands."

Galah knew who this golden dragon was? Abel, the son of the previous generation of Dragon King Melo. After Melo died of serious injury with Garlanlott, the position of the Dragon King was not passed to his son Abel, but to Balk, the strongest warrior of the dragon clan at that time, the "Thunder Dragon" was the strongest warrior of the dragon clan at that time. So Abel said that he did not represent the dragon clan.

Galach slowed down and explained: "The first emperor has passed away for hundreds of years, and the Blade of Light has been sealed for more than eight hundred years. The grudges of that year should have passed."

"Although Garlanlot is dead, your Guangxi imperial family is still there. The sword that seriously hurt my father was still there!"

Prince Galach saw that Abel was stubborn and his tone became cold: "What do you want?"

"Since it is my father who was seriously injured in that year, I will pay me the sword. I will bury it in front of my father's dragon tomb to comfort the dead."

Prince Galah suddenly sneered, "You really think that it's time for your dragon clan to be rampant on the continent? Since that's the case, come and take it. My human artifact could have killed the old dragon Melo, and now even if only half of it is left, you can kill your little dragon!"

Prince Galah responded extremely domineeringly, and the half of the artifact in his hand began to spit out dazzling rays of light.

The golden dragon Abel was so angry that he was furious that he spread his wings and rushed towards Galach.

The glow on the Blade of Light in Galah's hand was a hundred feet long in an instant, and the glow slashed towards the dragon.

Although Abel is irritable and stubborn, he is not a fool. He is still prepared to dare to challenge the inherited artifact of the human race. A layer of golden light instantly protects the entire dragon's body, and the golden dragon inherits the dragon-word magic "Dragon God Protects".

The gorgeous glow fell on Abel's protective golden light and heard a sound of glass shattering. The golden light dissipated and blood sprayed, and the huge body of the golden dragon planted into the sea.

The golden dragon with the strongest defense among the dragon clan cannot stop the sword of the inherited artifact!

The waves surged, and the huge dragon's huge body floated out of the sea. There was a huge wound with bones five or six meters long and deep visible on his back. There was a halo in the wound flowing. It was the divine aura unique to the artifact, but it was preventing the wound from healing.

The Blade of Light cut off the Totem Venerable with one sword before because the Lifeng Lion King was seriously injured and was not prepared for his escape, so he slashed into two halves with one sword. The dragon clan, especially the golden dragon, has always been known for its super defense, and Abel used his defensive skills again, so he was seriously injured and not dead under the sword.

Prince Galah stared at the dragon and shouted angrily: "You can try again and see if the next sword can kill you?"

Abel roared the dragon roars repeatedly, but did not dare to pounce on him again. He knew that it would be difficult for his strength to survive the next sword. His father was able to fight Garlanlot for three days and three nights because he also had the dragon artifact in his hand.

Slashing the Totem Venerable with one sword and the golden dragon with one sword. The human artifact once again showed its power. At this moment, Prince Galah could vaguely see the style of the emperor of that year, Galantrot, and no one dared to provoke the Guangming Empire!
Chapter completed!
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