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Chapter 1032 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (9)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (19)

Cassandra hadn't expected the dragon to cause him so much trouble.

"Damn dragon!"

She didn't expect that the dragon would be able to escape from her hands and even cause such a big commotion. Now the whole continent knows that the legend will no longer be a legend.

Watching the dragon fly away to the southwest, Cassandra was unwilling but still tore open a fixed-point teleportation scroll.

A wave of magic arose, and the gray smoke spread out in all directions as if alive, transforming into a series of hideous human faces howling in pain, and then disappeared into the air along with the figures.

Thunder roared and heavy rain poured down. Above the dark clouds, a huge black shadow was vaguely visible, moving through the thunder and lightning.

Lance was a little surprised when he returned to this body that was almost completely abandoned. He didn't expect that he could really escape from the immortal witch.

"Boom."

Thunder roared, and lightning kept hitting the huge dragon wings in the dark clouds. Lance felt no pain at all, and slowly landed on the top of a volcano.

"puff."

The huge dragon body landed on the ground, but only raised a little dust. Lance skillfully folded up his huge dragon wings, and the gray-white light on his body spread out like water waves, and a male body with perfect proportions walked out of the light.

His straight body was covered with a dark grey robe and off-white boots. There were dark blue light patterns on the boots, cuffs and collar. When he raised his eyes, his grey-blue vertical pupils revealed his inhuman identity.

"It looks like this body won't last much longer."

It was a circle larger than the palm of an average man. Lance lowered his eyes and looked at the fine scales on the back of his hand that could not be retracted. After a little thought, he chose to ignore it.

This body was originally intended for him to escape. Although it is not scrapped for the time being, there is no need to keep it.

“But there are some things that can be done.”

With a clenched large palm, Lance's gray-blue eyes looked over the thunderstorm in a certain direction. In that direction, he could feel the same magical fluctuations as Cassandra. Even if it was not the other party's lair, it was probably somewhere related to her.

"I can't possibly let you provoke the dragon clan and escape unscathed. That would be too unbelievable a legend."

Song Ning felt that something was wrong with the young dragon recently, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

However, ever since the fake 'Sophia' showed up, he had been feeling a certain premonition brewing, and he was also itching to leave the town.

Song Ning lowered his head: "If it weren't for you, I would have left right now."

He was referring to the young dragon that was sleeping soundly in its nest in front of the fireplace.

In the past two days, Song Ning felt that the dragon was sleeping more and more. It seemed that it was always sleeping except for eating. Even if he grabbed the whole dragon in his hands and played with it, there was no reaction.

While thinking, Song Ning picked up the whole dragon and played with it again with the technique of appraising. The dragon hung in his hand like a whole noodle, obviously sleeping soundly.

"Are you being too careless? Aren't you really afraid that I might take advantage of the opportunity and do something to you?"

Lance just returned to this body. Upon hearing this, he silently raised his head and looked at Song Ning with his gray-blue vertical pupils.

Song Ning had no intention of saying anything bad about anyone. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.

"Why, you still have an opinion after I said a few words to you?"