Dragon Valley Sata Feyed, in the towering Dragon Sleeping Temple.
Laplace smiled and calmly accepted the gaze from Alex, the Rainbow Dragon.
The members of the Council of Elders hovered uneasily on the pillars of their own temple, whispering to each other. Alex, the Rainbow Dragon, stared at Laplace in silence.
"Please, be sure to consider my suggestion carefully." Laplace spoke again with a polite and cold smile.
"Thor Berkson is my old friend, the only bloodline of Burke Emerson." The rainbow dragon spoke, with a gentle tone, but with unquestionable determination. Hearing the Rainbow Dragon's words, several ancient dragons in the temple were hovering uneasily, because the Rainbow Dragon did not call Thor's original name - Thor Logri Westerick.
¡°Perhaps, Alex is still brooding over Emerson¡¯s death. This made the elders of the Night Dragon and Magic Dragon races a little uneasy.
"Sword Saint Laplace, it seems that the light of truth has alienated you. As a disciple of Evans, you made such a stupid mistake." Alex's tone was still gentle, Laplace The smile on his face faded: "The red dragon prince Noggum Hilson entrusted the child Thor to Poseidon, and I am willing to believe in Noggum with my life. The dragon family will not remove Thor and his son just because of face. Pact of poseidon.¡±
"Poseidon is a mortal!" Laplace emphasized gloomily! "Thor is the Chosen Dragon, the next generation of Rainbow Dragons who are destined at birth! Will you all bow to poseidon when Thor becomes the Rainbow Dragon in the future?"
Before Alex could speak, the Ancient Dragon Elder, the Fantasy Dragon, and the Green Dragon Queen refuted: "When you become the Rainbow Dragon, Thor naturally has 10,000 ways to terminate the contract."
Laplace narrowed his eyes and asked, "What if Thor refuses?"
Longmian Temple suddenly became quiet.
"I will convince Thor to change the equality contract." The Rainbow Dragon did not care. "Poseidon is a historical master of alchemy. He resurrected the prophet Tidria, who is a powerful existence that is not inferior to me. He is better than you and Calderon. For the sake of hypocrisy, I advise you that those who are narrow-minded will die by making enemies. Unless you gain great power, you will have no chance to deal with Poseidon. Your mentor, the great and powerful Evans, the supreme power in our universe, must have gone completely crazy.¡±
Laplace's eyes were covered with a layer of gloom, and he heard the rainbow dragon suddenly galloping out from the dragon column. He harnessed the power of endless elements, flew to the sky above Dragon Island, and blew the horn representing war.
Laplace understood what happened the next moment, because the scroll in his arms gave out a hot temperature to remind him to read it. With a thought, he got the news that the plane war had started.
Laplace looked at the Dragon Sleeping Temple, which quickly became empty, and snorted.
Except for being invited by the Dragon Clan, Longmian Temple cannot be freely entered and exited, but this does not trouble him. He took out the scroll and wrote a line with a quill.
"Should I join this war?"
The scroll trembled for a moment, and a scene that shocked Laplace appeared. A line of bloody words with a trembling aura appeared on the scroll:
If you don¡¯t want to die tragically in an accident, stay away from the battlefield of the underworld!
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"Dragon Nest, Calderon's library, the old man is lying on a chair reading a book and drinking tea.
He once thought that he would die peacefully in the Dragon Clan and gradually forget each other in the world. Unexpectedly, he would accept a trouble-making apprentice in his later years.
This apprentice also established some kind of guild with his friends. It seems to be called dark?
His apprentice did not embarrass him. Over the years, he has gained a great reputation on the mainland, but his master has also gained a lot of glory, from winning the Tears of the King in his debut to murdering Baal, one of the three gods of death, and then Even when he resurrected the prophet Tidria and became the foreign commander of the goblins, he did not embarrass Evans's disciples.
Even that annoying Laplace suffered a big loss at his hands!
The apprentice's subordinates were also filial, serving him three meals a day in different ways, and being respectful and respectful. His life was very comfortable. Even when he was walking on the street, there were many strange girls chasing him and screaming, calling him father-in-law. This It made him feel confused and very irritable.
He obviously doesn¡¯t have a son?
¡°Obviously, the old man doesn¡¯t know that one of the top ten forgotten stories of the continent in the players¡¯ mouth is that once a teacher, always a father, so Calderon is my father-in-law
Calderon didn¡¯t think about these strange things. He opened the spar plate and saw Fernando¡¯s message.
"Plane Warfare"You must already know about ?. I am teleporting to Cambushrey. Remember to ask your apprentice's men to leave me a priority teleportation spot. My silly apprentice Blake is on the frontline battlefield. "
¡°Come and stretch your muscles too, you¡¯re going to be rusty!¡±
Calderon also decided to go to the frontline battlefield to take a look. This is a plane war. If something goes wrong, it will be the end of the world. As one of the strongest people in the world, Calderon couldn't just sit back and watch.
Well, let¡¯s go after drinking this cup of tea.
Calderon sipped the finest tea and became increasingly satisfied with the filial piety shown by his disciples.
With a wave of his hand, he planned to open any door and go to Cambusre. Suddenly he frowned, remembering that his apprentice Poseidon hadn't come back for a long time. At that time, he had agreed to reward him with the scroll after reaching the level of Erudite. I didn¡¯t come back to get it, so I¡¯ll take it with him this time.
Calderon stopped using the portal, returned to the storage room and took out the scroll buried with Pilot in the cemetery.
When he was about to open the portal, he suddenly remembered that this time his opponent was a god from an alien plane, so maybe he should change his staff. This staff is commonly used in my hand: Calderon's Thunder Smite is known for its destructive power, but if the matter is to kill a god, a squishy mage like him is not suitable for being the main DPS, because the life of the god is strong. The saving throw is strong. If he cannot attack for a long time, he will easily die from an unknown AoE. It is better to bring another staff.
Calderon searched for another long time and found another collection.
The heart of the giant fire tree.
This staff, known for its mysterious power, has incredible bonuses to transformation and plasticity magic, and should be able to better help him.
Calderon expressed satisfaction and waved his hand to open the portal. Suddenly he thought that he should lock the door. Although no one could enter this library except Evans' disciples, but if Laplace
Um?
Calderon¡¯s cold sweat suddenly wet his robe.
Why, every time I want to open any door, I subconsciously do something else?
Calderon understood immediately.
Because his intuition is preventing him from opening any door.
If he opens any door, he will die tragically from various accidents!
This is the curse of the goddess of misfortune!
Calderon took a deep breath and blew a loud whistle.
After a moment, the void squirmed, and a raven about the same size as Calderon appeared in front of him.
"What do you want from me? Calderon, the omniscient who is old, has no ambition, is greedy for pleasure, and has no ambition to make progress?"
Calderon was not offended by the rhetoric of the raven messenger. Apparently he was used to the face of the creature in front of him. He just said expressionlessly: "Give this letter to Poseidon."
The small eyes of the raven messenger suddenly became big, and he screamed in surprise, and asked very excitedly: "Is it the legendary miraculous alchemist poseidon who killed gods and demons, resurrected prophets, danced with dragons, and commanded goblins?"
Calderon: "H-H-Bah!"
Even if he knew that his raven messenger was his apprentice's licking dog, he couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand impatiently: "Go away!"
"Excited heart, trembling hands, Postman Ronnie, I have express delivery."
"Excited heart, trembling hands, loving Ronnie, I have an idol."
The raven messenger sang a tuneless poem and disappeared into the void.