"Rather than fantasizing about something impossible."

Diapolo looked at the elf girl who woke up with a cold look, "The same is true for you, it is best not to have those unrealistic thoughts of running away.

You should know that if it falls into the hands of human nobles, your end will be to become a ancestral rbq."

"But in your hands, the outcome is not much better than RBQ!" The elf girl lowered her head and muttered in a low voice.

"I am the immortal seed." Diapolo's eyes narrowed and he said word by word.

"It's over, I can't go home." Hearing Diapolo's words, the elves were a little desperate, and many slaves in the manor showed despair and pessimism on their faces.

"Don't think about it when you get home, work for me honestly. At least you are still alive now, right?" Diapolo didn't draw big pie for these guys. After all, if the big pie cannot be realized, it will only make people even more disappointed.

"Then what do you want us to do for you?" asked a more mature female elf with concern.

"You clean the manor and adapt to your current life. Then you will have nothing to arrange for you, stay honestly." Diapolo gave the order, and then prepared to leave.

"By the way, you should have a clear understanding of me, so that you don't do something irrational when I'm away."

Behind the black-haired young man, a majestic dragon head as big as a house appeared, opened its big mouth and let out a silent roar.

Then the slaves who faced Diapolo were all in a trance and saw a black dragon entrenched in the dark sky, emitting a red golden light like lava among the scales. The four winding and rugged dragon horns extended on his forehead, covering the sky, blending with the black clouds, and a slender and ferocious tail with bone spurs...

When Diapolo had already left, all the slaves in the courtyard did not come back to their senses. It was not until a long time later that an elf dragged out a werewolf corpse, and these people reacted as if they had woken up in their dreams.

"What's wrong with you?" The male elf asked in confusion as he looked at the black shadow guard who had been half the number.

"Dragon!" The elf girl came to her senses and looked at her fellow tribe. Her eyes were filled with fear and tears were filled with tears in her eyes. Her spirit had just been severely impacted, "The one who caught us here was an evil dragon."

"Calm down, even if it is an evil dragon, didn't he say it? We won't have any trouble now." The elf sister next to her immediately hugged the frightened girl into her arms and warmed her young heart with her plump heart.

"Will he eat us?" Wuzhi Wuwei, after knowing what Diapolo existed, the girl could no longer do what she had before.

"It shouldn't be, he doesn't look like a red dragon." The mature female elf also showed worries on her face. The most popular food for the red dragon among the colored dragons is the young elves.

"That's the Black Dragon?"

"It's impossible that it's a black dragon, but the scales are just black. Remember the patterns between the scales. How can the black dragon have such characteristics?"

A kidnapped anthropologist and his affirmative tone rejected the speculation of the elf girl.

"What kind of dragon is he?"

"I don't know, I can't find the corresponding dragon, but we didn't see his true body. What we just saw was just the spiritual illusion projected in our consciousness by using the dragon power."

A middle-aged scholar who naturally exudes a refined atmosphere explained.

But he was still a little worried, because generally speaking, this kind of spiritual illusion caused by dragon power is basically consistent with the true body, but it may be that his expression is much stronger than the true body.

Even if that dragon is not as strong as the spiritual illusion, it is also very terrifying. The tyrannical red dragon described in the book is even more terrifying.

"What should we do now?" another young man with a straight facial features and a calm breath asked with a frown.

"Stay honestly, we will do whatever he asks us to do! Don't fantasize about running away, we see things we shouldn't see."

The middle-aged scholar's eyes looked at the shadow guards around him in a faint way.

Even Diapolo would definitely appreciate the scholar's judgment on the spot. When he saw his shadow guard, he would not want to contact the outside world casually.

Although the empire thousands of years ago had collapsed, due to its power and glory, even after years, it still left traces on books.

Most people do not know its form and shadow guard, but those who can be recognized must have extraordinary background. Once exposed, Diapolo is not very clear about the consequences.

But Diapolo would never try it. Now it’s still a low-key time. Just show his identity as a dragon. If more things are not necessary, it’s best not to expose them.

Just as the slaves in the manor began to clean up the manor honestly under the surveillance of the shadow guards, Diaporo boarded a deserted island.

"It's a waste of time."

Standing in a broken camp on the island, looking at the house that was deserted because no one was taken care of, Diapolo sighed and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to search.

There is no need to waste time on such things, because when his reputation spreads, people who are still alive will definitely come here.

"It's time to go to the Gonzalez continent. The disputed area with a dark area entrance is very good." Diapolo rose up in the air and looked south, "It's very suitable to be my territory."

The entrance to the dark hell can only be sealed, cannot be destroyed, or it is not allowed to be destroyed. Simply shattered the passage will not only cause terrain changes and cause unpredictable disasters to the surrounding areas. Even if it is temporarily trampled, it will not be able to bury the underground race's desire to step onto the ground.

Therefore, seals can only be exported, and in order to maintain such large seals, a sufficiently powerful force must be stationed for a long time.

But this kind of entrance happens to be located in a disputed area between the three principalities. Those righteous people who came over to fight with underground races are definitely not willing to stay in the same place for a long time.

Therefore, the seal is naturally the local forces responsible for maintaining it. Diapolo estimated that the three surrounding priests might not be happy, so he decided to help others and sacrifice himself, and reluctantly become the guardian.

"I need an identity that is open and upright, able to promote at will, and able to join the ground camp."

Diapolo moved with a thought, and his long black hair that had already fallen under his shoulders turned golden, and his dark gold pupils also turned golden as dazzling as the sun.

"Golden Dragon, the Golden Dragon Lord who volunteered to guard the underground entrance!" Feng Shen was handsome and tall, and the boy stretched out his hand to stroke his blonde hair, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

One thing is to say, the form called the Holy Glory Dragon by the Tower Spirit is not as good as the form of destruction in terms of pure destruction and killing ability, and the convenience is not as good as the Shadow Emperor Dragon and the Sea Emperor Dragon.

However, this form also has a huge advantage that other forms cannot match - it can freely obtain the positive reputation accumulated by the Golden Dragon Clan over the long years.

It is precisely because of this form that Diapolo dared to find a good land to be the Dragon Lord when he was not up or down now.

If other forms, especially evil forms like the Dragon of Destruction, are not strong enough to occupy one side and dominate the king, a group of righteous people who are full and have nothing to do will come to attack in minutes.

Of course, it does not mean that there is no trouble if you use the Golden Dragon form, but compared to other forms, the Golden Dragon form causes the least trouble, and generally it will cause garbage and miscellaneous things like dragon hunters. If you kill this kind of guy, it will be useless to kill, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Well, it's been two years since I've been fighting there. I'm afraid I don't have much say when I go there like this, so I have to make Zhang Tun's letter of fame."

The young man with a blond hair was as bright as the sun, touched his chin and thought for a while, his eyes lit up and he had an idea again.

"When you have it, you should keep your original appearance and get into the underground camp, and then find a chance to kill a few high-powered ones, hehe."

Because of his own thoughts, Diapolo's face showed a look of eagerness to try. In this way, he could whitewash his previous identity as a pirate.

The poor golden dragon, who was unfortunately born in a sinful place like the Sea of ​​Freedom, could only be forced to disguise himself as a dragon vein sorcerer to hide his true body. Even so, he did not get involved in the bad habits of pirates and maintained his pure and good nature.

It's really touching to think about it. Well, Diapolo thinks this is a good background. After all, there are everything in the Sea of ​​Freedom. A stolen golden dragon egg appears. It's quite logical to think about it.

"A orphan dragon should be able to gain a lot of sympathy from metal dragons!" Diapolo thought about whether there would be any omissions in the identity he made up for himself.

"This kind of identity is basically impossible to verify, but it doesn't need to be verified. After all, the color of my scales is enough to show that I am a real golden dragon, but the shape is a little abnormal."

"Well, transfer those slaves to this island first! I will take them over when I get the territory."

Diapolo sank into the shadows and was about to arrange the slaves. After all, Haiyue Bay is a port where pirates gather. If he is not there, an accident will definitely happen.

As for the food and drink problem, let them find a way to solve it themselves. The island itself is not small, and it is adjacent to the sea, and there are also rich forest resources on the island.
Chapter completed!