Witt stared blankly at his empty right claw. If flying had not been deeply engraved in his bones, he would have even forgotten to flap his wings behind him! How could he not have thought that he would pick up his father's dragon scale here. He did not expect that his father would actually leave him a message! However, Witt quickly calmed down. "There is more time, to make a long story short, Little Abyss..." Witt repeated the words his father left him in a low voice, and then fell into deep thought. "There is more time" should not refer to danger or something like that, otherwise, his father would not have had to leave this dragon scale. Last time, his father had mentioned that due to his own existence, it was difficult to capture Witt's timeline that was closely connected to his bloodline. Therefore, the more time here should simply mean that there was more time for this exchange. Even, he was not given time to ask questions.
The abyss, this sentence shows that the abyss in his father's mouth is very dangerous, so dangerous that he has to take such a tiny opportunity to remind him. So, where is the abyss? In Witt's mind, the strange breath that transformed the normal dragon beast into the fallen dragon beast suddenly emerged. "The breath of the abyss... It sounds really suitable." But if it was just that kind of breath, it shouldn't make his father so nervous. So, the focus should not be on that breath, but on the strong people who left the breath, or even the power. To make a long story short, it seems to be nonsense, but it contains another meaning. His father knows a lot about the abyss, but because of time problems, there is no way to explain it to him. Moreover, in the last conversation, his father had mentioned the abyss. A supreme will that searches for a world with life everywhere, destroys it, and hangs it on itself as a trophy! Although there is only this sentence, it has explained the power and harm of the abyss. Is it powerful to be able to hang the destroyed world on yourself? Is it dangerous to destroy the world with life according to your own preferences? It is hard to imagine that such an existence would actually target the dragon world where he is! "Yes, yes, you should think so!" Although the enemy's strength made him feel suffocated, Witt remained calm. If such an existence took action personally, the world should be so quiet. Witt looked up at the night sky. The stars were still gorgeous, without a trace of haze. Although Winters said that she had not heard of any mythical existence, but, if she had not heard of it, did it really exist?
What about the Supreme? It's just that they can now silently resist the invasion from outside the world in the corner of the world that no one knows. Just like the world where his father used to be. A three-inch Supreme existence almost invaded the abyss. Thinking of this, Witt's emotions calmed down a little. Of course, he knew that these were all used to comfort himself. Who knows what the truth is? Anyway, he is definitely not qualified now. In comparison, he cares more about his father's strength. Since he saw the existence of the abyss in advance, why didn't he stay in this world. If he is an enemy, should he be killed? Could it be that his father is not the opponent of the abyss? That's right! From the casual tone when his father mentioned the abyss, it can be seen that his father is not afraid of the abyss. Or is it a problem of this world itself? It is possible that his father is an existence that jumps out of the long river of time, but this time, when it comes to his problem, he only left a sentence. However, this problem is still too far away from him. Since I can think it through, I will think about it! Witt shook his head and then began to sort out his own situation. "Magic!" When the word was mentioned, a gleam flashed in Witt's eyes! Witt didn't have the courage to carry the rules and laws with his flesh. Although his flesh was almost invincible among dragons of the same age, it was only inherited from his father, and he could not necessarily make it. Only magic was the path he had been working hard for. Thinking of this, Witt looked down at his body. Other dragons could not see it, but he could feel that his body was constantly devouring the surrounding elemental power as always to strengthen his flesh. "It will stop!" Muttering, Witt glanced at the dragon cave above, and there was a little more urgency in his heart. Of course, it was only a few points. No matter how anxious he was, he was still just a young dragon, and the growth of young dragons was regular. Eating well and getting enough sleep was the best way to grow.
Extra things will definitely bring benefits to oneself, and may also affect one's own growth. As for the abyss! The other party obviously has no confidence in forcibly occupying this world. Otherwise, there will be so many small actions, and what he did was to listen to his father's admonition, while digging into the abyss, waiting for his growth. Of course, the pace of exploring magic is limited. Time is the most important point in accumulating magic. Especially for him, the longer the time, the higher his magic. Shaping magic and mental magic are just a transition. When his body returns to normal, magic will shine with the most brilliant light in his hands, he firmly believes in this! Thinking like this, Werther glanced at the dragon's lair above again, and then flew in the direction of Antavana and the others. In fact, apart from the dragon scale, there is nothing good in the warehouse of the Nether Fire Dragon Beast. The largest quantity is some metal ore. Others are just crystals, stones and the like. "It seems like how good is the taste of Youyingdramon 껩놊!" Werther muttered in a low voice until he saw the mithril on Antavanna's paw, which was as big as her fist! After being stunned for a moment, Werther rolled his eyes. "Antavana, the metal in your hand looks very beautiful. It is much different from the color of my dragon scales. Give it to me!" Antavana glanced at Werther with a strange expression, and then threw the mithril in her hand to him. "I just haven't received the education you once received. It's stupid and stupid, and it also has the existence of blood inheritance. But if it's Mithril, I still know it!" The smile that Werther had not shown suddenly froze on his face and turned into embarrassment. "Uh... okay, then this mithril..." Antavana waved her hand indifferently. "That thing is useful in alchemy and magic circles. To me, it is no different from an ordinary piece of metal. Just take it!" Linstar on the side looked at Werther with a strange expression. He did not expect that Werther, who had always been serious, would actually do such a thing. However, when Werther's eyes turned to him, he quickly put away his weird expression and pretended not to hear anything. This should lead to being silenced... = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });