"Outlets, Fiona, from today on, you will be with Renata." Muria sleepily looked at the Outlet and the servant who was standing beside the blue dragon. Na, "Obviously obey her orders."

Just now the old blue dragon's move was too obvious, and Muria certainly saw a lot of problems. Obviously, although Bloniya has given Renata the right to lead her Majesty's monster clan, Renata cannot fully control this right due to her own strength.

Typical names do not match. Renata, which has only gold-level strength, has strong command capabilities, but does not have corresponding strength.

Strictly speaking, her dragon with commanding skills but insufficient strength is not suitable for commander-in-chief, staff, and military division. In the world where Weili belongs to itself, without great strength, it is difficult to convince the public with wisdom alone.

Obviously, this third-ranked old dragon is not convinced by Renata. In her words, she only maintains the most basic respect, and her actions do not mean to treat her as a commander at all.

This is definitely not an example. Through the behavior of the Blue Dragon, it can be inferred that the soul-level dragons or soul-level monsters under Bronia's hands basically have opinions about Renata and are not convinced by her.

When a general under the commander no longer obeys his orders, then his command can no longer be high.

Since seeing Renata's current problem, of course Muria has to support her, how can her dragon be aggrieved by other creatures.

"Understand." Upon hearing Muria's order, Outlet grinned. It was able to determine one thing. It bet on Renata, and based on how much Muria valued her, it was Never lose.

"Observe your order, Her Royal Highness Muria." The lady Qingfa bowed slightly, and looked at Renata slightly more complexly.

Seeing that the two Soul-Sensing Dragons obeyed his orders, Muria nodded with satisfaction. "Well, you follow Renata first. I'll go with Troy to visit the founder of the jungle, Bronya."

The title of the ancient red dragon Bronia was changed from a volcanic founder to a dense forest founder. The reason for the red dragon's shameful title is simple. She used her power to create a piece of land in the Osnile Subcontinent. The fertile jungle ranks high.

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"Is this the volcano that has been affected by the forces of the ancient red dragon for nearly three hundred years." Muria sat on the back of Big Metroi, looking up at the towering volcano in front of him, without the thick billowing smoke expected.

Although Muria can feel the massive fire element contained in the volcano evolved from the hills, the volcano feels to Muria, but it is very stable. There is a powerful force that suppresses volcanic activity and keeps it active while it can no longer erupt.

"Why is there no guard?" After admiring the volcano for a moment, Muria took Troy into the volcano that was more than two kilometers high. Bronia's dragon's nest is inside the volcano.

In the process, Muria saw many magnificent buildings built from volcanic rocks in the crater and in the upper and middle parts of the volcano.

Emphasize the authority of the ruler with the magnificent scale of the building. Not only did the rulers of Muria's past like this, but also the intelligent creatures of Elasia. This is the simplest and most direct way to show power and majesty.

But it is strange that if there is no monster standing in the magnificent building complex, in addition to the sound of lava rolling in the volcano, there are other sounds that appear empty and lonely.

Although the monster guard is not much different from the furnishings to the ancient red dragon, as a leader dragon, at least the master's majesty should always pay attention to it.

"Muria, this palace is more than your residence." As soon as he flew into the crater, Troy saw the black palace standing in the lava lake, far more magnificent than the buildings outside the volcano.

"The white jade shrine is not as big as mine." Muria patted Troy and looked at the almost static magma around the Blackstone Palace. "Come down, this ancient dragon already knows our arrival."

"Are you sure? This is an ancient red dragon." Troy looked hesitant on the face of the lava lake that instantly subsided below. "Now we have time to go. If we go in, we can't run."

"Go in, you are here already. If Lord Broniya is really malicious to us, we will not be able to run." Muria stroked the particularly white neck hair, "Don't let the dragon look down."

"Hum!" Troy grumbled dissatisfied, carrying Muria on the platform in front of the palace below. Four white tiger claws stepped on the shallow layer of lava covered by the platform.

"Let's go!" Muria jumped down, stepped on the lava that was not much different from warm water, walked into the Black Stone Hall, and walked toward the powerful existence he felt.

"Muria, you finally came to save me." Just two steps into Muria, Muria saw a red dragon soaked in red gold lava.

"Auston?" Looking at the sluggish red dragon in front of him, Muria spoke with uncertainty. The dragon in front of him was very different from the strong and stubborn red dragon in his impression ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It was like two dragons.

If it wasn't for the breath, Muria would never think that the red dragon in front of her, who was so thin and boneless, was the one she supported.

"It's me." Seeing Muria's figure, Auston's eyes showed the excited look of "finally rescued", "Muria, hurry up and take me, this is not a place to stay."

"Boy, even if you are a descendant of Yalista, you have no right to take away my partner." Hung Palace's palace was shaking gently, and under the watchful eye of Muria, a huge red dragon walked away from the palace Come, the huge dragon pupil like a lava ball looks down at him, with a strong pressure.

"Good day, His Excellency Broniya." When Murraya completely calmed down after hearing this ancient red dragon's title to himself, he had determined that this red dragon would never hurt himself.

"What is your relationship with Atris?" The red dragon exuding the ancient spirit looked at Muria, and the more weird he looked, the more she seemed to see.

"My mother." Muria looked at this ancient dragon whose body was definitely over a hundred meters long, and couldn't help but murmur. Then could not help but mourn for Oston for three seconds, this figure, at least ten times its size, it is difficult to imagine how it can withstand this ancient dragon.

"What is the grandson of Alista Falganillo?" After asking about Muria's identity, Bronia nodded slightly, showing a hint of memory and memory in her eyes.

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