The voice was not loud, but it was clear in the ears of every frost dragon, and it was deafening!

Fawkes, who was still high up and was about to give Elizabeth the final blow, was smashed into the ice pit and couldn't move.

That's not a warning, it's a proclamation.

Declare Elizabeth's life.

"Alex!"

A legendary name appeared in their minds, and the dragons' eyes widened, shocked and incredulous.

Alex, who is famous for slaying dragons on the continent of Nolan, is regarded by the dragon as the most dangerous knight.

None of the dragons who died under his sword were nameless.

Although most of them are the scum of Dragon Island, all of them can do evil, but none of them can escape Alex's sanctions.

Even in the heart of the dragon, who thinks highly of himself, he has to admit that the man's strength.

For the Frost Dragon, this power is more intuitive.

Because, just five years ago, on the same frost battlefield, Alex defeated the strongest man of the frost dragon clan - Lanxter.

In that battle, all the dragons of the Frost Dragon Clan were present, and they watched their king lose with their own eyes, and that kind of power was enough to make all the dragons feel powerless in their hearts.

At that time, the man was riding the purple-striped griffin.

And now, he's back.

"Whew!"

A long, distinctive, loud roar rang out with a piercing sonic boom.

The purple-veined griffin appeared on the frost battlefield in a flash, spread its wings, and flew around the inner circle of the frost battlefield, and the wind caused the frost dragons to retreat in embarrassment, and finally landed lightly beside Elizabeth.

The purple-veined griffin with a purple-gold luster, shining with dazzling brilliance in the sunlight, and its domineering and awe-inspiring posture made the dragons feel slightly shocked, just a mount has such a powerful power.

And on the back of the griffin, sat a straight figure, the legendary sword standing beside him, and although he wore a mask on his face, all the dragons present recognized him as Alex.

The frost battlefield was silent, and the frost dragons looked at Alex with some unease, reappeared on the Frost Dragon Island after three years, why did he come? Fawkes, who had just defeated Elizabeth and became the new patriarch, was smashed by a flaming pig and whose life and death were unknown, and who could stop him without Lancaster's Frost Dragons?

"Alex!"

Elizabeth also looked at the figure sitting on the purple-striped griffin in disbelief, originally thought that she was going to die in the hands of Fawkes, but in the end she was saved by Alex, whom he had always regarded as a mortal enemy, and this feeling made her a little trance for a while.

Her father's depression disappeared, her mother's depression ended, and in her heart, the culprit has always been Alex.

In her heart, the greatest motivation for cultivation is to be able to defeat Alex one day.

Alex's sudden death three years ago had a big impact on her, and she even lost the goal of her efforts for a while, but Alex's reappearance some time ago made her rekindle her enthusiasm and flame for cultivation.

But now, she hasn't reached a height high enough to challenge him, but is she going to be saved by him?

Elizabeth looked at the figure with mixed feelings, she really didn't want to die, she still had many things to do, the most important of which was to defeat the man in front of her.

"Seems a little too high-profile?" McGonagall felt the almost frozen atmosphere around her, thinking a little embarrassed in her heart, then looked at Fawkes, who had fainted after being smashed by the flaming pig, and decided to say something to ease the atmosphere, "This is your new patriarch?" It seems to be a bit bad. ”

The frost battlefield was still silent, and the frost dragons stared at each other, their anger burning in their eyes, but they dared not speak in anger.

However, the patriarch of the Frost Dragon Clan was stunned by a flaming pig that fell from the sky, if this kind of thing spreads, it will probably become a joke on Dragon Island, right?

Douglas took a step forward, frowned at McGonagall and shouted, "Alex, you came uninvited to sabotage my Frost Dragon's Patriarch Duel, do you want to declare war on the Frost Dragon?" ”

"Daughter of the deceased, since I have seen it, I naturally can't sit idly by, and since you all want to see her die, then I will take her away." McGonagall looked up at Douglas, then swept her gaze over the top ten elders on the high platform, and said calmly, "Who dares to stop me?" ”

The faces of the Frost Dragon Elders changed drastically, and their faces turned red, but none of them dared to step forward when they looked at McGonagall sitting straight on the back of the purple-veined griffin.

Douglas's brow furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

"Ah Zi." McGonagall patted the purple-striped griffon.

The purple-veined griffin's wings curled Elizabeth and threw her back, and Elizabeth was held in McGonagall's arms.

"Let's go." McGonagall said calmly.

"Whew!!"

The purple-veined griffin let out a loud cry, flapped its wings, and flew towards the air against the high platform where the ten elders were, making a loud explosion, and in the blink of an eye, it became a small black dot in the sky.

"It's so arrogant! Great Elder, are we going to let him go like this? What is the face of the Frost Dragons? The second elder looked at Douglas angrily and said.

"If you don't accept it, you can catch up and fight with him." Douglas glanced at the Second Elder and said calmly.

"I'm ......" The second elder blushed, but he was speechless all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to respond.

"When did the dragons have face in front of Alex and Irina? Even if it is passed out, it is just a sympathy. Douglas glanced at the black dot that had disappeared into the sky, and said with a complicated expression.

The dragons were also a little sad and indignant when they heard this, since when did the dignified dragon actually have to be bullied by a human knight and an elf, this is really too ...... Bully the dragon!

Douglas retracted his gaze, looked at Fawkes, whose back was blurred with flesh and blood, and frowned: "Carry Fawkes down to heal his wounds, this duel is undecided, and the position of patriarch continues to be vacant." ”

"Great Elder, if it weren't for Alex's sudden interference, the winner of this duel would already be Fawkes, which was witnessed by all the clansmen, and it is not in accordance with the rules for you to deal with it like this! Fawkes is already the new patriarch of the Frost Dragons. The second elder stepped forward and said a little anxiously.

"I agree with what the Second Elder said!"

"I agree too!"

Soon, four or five more elders stepped forward one after another and chimed in.

"As the patriarch of the Frost Dragon Clan, in addition to having superior strength, you must also have a heart for the entire clan, not a guy who only cares about personal gains and losses. I had countless chances to kill Lancaster, but I never really thought about killing him, so the Frost Dragons re-entered the top 10 Dragons because of him. Douglas looked at the elders, and said in a slightly cold voice: "And today, he only wants to kill Elizabeth." ”