DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 205: The Secret of Planar War, Violet Glory
Joelson considered whether he should go and investigate or not, but his expression suddenly changed.
The blue flames rose, condensing into several thick and long chains that swept backwards along with the tail of the steel dragon.
Joelson felt as if his strength had sunk into the swamp.Although this swamp was constantly extinguished, it still made Joelson feel extremely uncomfortable.
The steel dragon seemed to have hit something.
A muffled groan sounded in the air.
A black fog flashed in front of Joelson, disappearing in the air several hundred meters away, revealing a figure within.
The dark griffin had three heads. One of the heads drooped. It seemed that the steel dragon had hit this head.
Four pairs of small blood red eyes filled with hatred They stared at the steel dragon and Joelson, but an even greater fear made him curl up.
Joelson's gaze fell on the figure behind the dark griffin.
It was a handsome young man in a luxurious black and gold robe, he had long black hair, but his eyes were red, looking extremely strange and evil.
There was a gentle smile on his face, but it made people feel very uncomfortable.
It was as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness.
When Joelson saw her, he felt like he had seen her before.
He suddenly realized that he had seen such temperament in someone before.
Ulysses.
Dark Church.
Saint-level, a young powerhouse that is not inferior to Chesterton.
The handsome young man bowed to Joelson and said, "You can call me Dark Saint or Webster."
"It's nice to meet you, Sir Joelson Edward."
The Saints of Darkness.
Joelson's eyes are focused.
If he remembered correctly, Webster had the meaning of a dragon in the language of the ancient continent.
"Sir Joelson seems very interested in Eye of the Abyss?"
Webster looked down and said to Joelson in a good friend-like tone for years.
"Eye Gorge?"
Joelson frowned a little.
"You don't know?"
A slightly surprised expression appeared on Webster's face, he patiently and gently explained, "This is a huge hole under our feet. It is said that it was caused by a battle between the gods guarding the central continent and the gods of other planes.The monsters that sealed the people below did not die."
"Is not the dimensional gap guarded by a sacred place? Didn't the monsters from the other planes all retreat?"
"No, no. No."
Webster shook his head and said, "60% of the monsters have indeed been driven back to their hometown, but there are still some monsters that are clearly unwilling to accept this, and..."
Webster helplessly stretched out his hand and said, "The Planar War that has been going on for hundreds of years, you can't really think that a monster is just standing at this entrance and not going any further, right?"
"Knight, more troublesome than war is the work of cleaning up after war."
"Our plane is a sweet and delicious cake. The monsters are like flies. A few hundred years was enough for them to stare at the entire cake."
"The heroes spent a hundred years sorting out these disgusting things. Some of them even had their own descendants in the continent. How to deal with a bad mixed-blood hybrid between these two planes is really dizzying."
"Then, someone suggested throwing them all to the Eye of the Abyss."
Webster chuckled and said, "Now all the problems have been solved. Those bastards had rotted or endured stubbornly like maggots in the eyes of the Abyss. Nothing to do with us. "Five thousand years is enough for us to forget the pain caused by that war, leaving only the glory and pride of victory."
Webster slowly spoke to Joelson, his expression alternating between sadness and excitement, as if he was a madman.
Joelson unwillingly interrupted her and said calmly, "The story is good, but I have to go."
Webster's face showed shock, "You really think this is just a story?"
Joelson could not be bothered anymore, he rode a steel dragon and was about to fly down.
A sincere smile appeared on Webster's face, he really had the feeling of a shy youth.
"Actually, I only came specifically to convey the intent of our Dark Church to you. I want to be friends with you. As far as I know, you don't like the Light Church, do you?"
Webster chuckled, "We don't like them either."
Joelson looked at her coldly and said, "Yes, I don't like the Light Church, but I hate the Dark Church more."
With that, the steel dragon flapped its wings and turned into a dark golden light that disappeared into the clouds.
Webster's smile froze and gradually disappeared.
Then, the corner of his mouth curved up again, and the corner of his mouth became increasingly wide, The side of his handsome face completely distorted.
A red light flashed in his eyes, and an extremely evil aura was emitted from his body, even the dark griffin could not resist shaking.
"A sun-level genius unrivalled for five thousand years? Hehe, what an interesting."
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Joelson did not stay long in the Land of Inheritance.
He left the Inheritance Land through a magic array the next day.
The capital city of Inmotati.
A short space teleportation.
When Joelson opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the room in front of him was full of people.
There were witches from the Mage Guild and many people wore royal badges on their chests.
Everyone looked at him with respect.
Seeing him come out, someone stepped forward and bowed to him, saying respectfully, "Welcome back."
"The greatness of the Violet family, Sir Joelson Edward!"
The glory of violet flowers?!
A hint of astonishment appeared in Joelson's eyes.
Is this the way to greet me?
The palace butler in front of him, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and had chestnut-colored curly hair, guessing Joelson's hesitation, he explained respectfully, "His Highness Nicholas announced yesterday that he would bestow the title 'The Glory of the Violets' to the Master. Joelson. The award ceremony will be held in Empire Square three days later."
"Your Majesty told us to wait here yesterday. Sir Joelson came back earlier than we expected."
Joelson speechless.
Whether it was the ruler of a kingdom or an empire, they were indeed the best in this kind of method.
Using so-called honorary titles or nobles to bind genius powerhouses.
"Lead."
Joelson slightly nodded to the palace butler.
No matter what, he still had to meet Nicholas.
The palace butler took the lead, and dozens of servants followed beside Joelson, escorting him out of the Witch Union.
Along the way, almost all of the mages in the Mage Union had been depleted.
The magic research that had previously intoxicated them was now left without hesitation.
It's all because of one person.
Joelson.
What happened in the Inheritance Land had long since been spread by people who were busy at the fastest speed.
King Inmotati was the first to be shocked.
In the past five thousand years, there had never been a sun-level genius.
And he is from the human race!
Surprise, shock, admiration, approval, countless gazes surrounded Joelson.