Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Early in the morning, Le Newmoreville.

A small young dragon was standing on the smooth glass top of the Archandor Hall, roaring against the rising sun.

"Wow~"

This howl seemed to become a signal for the opening of a certain ritual. After hearing it, a dozen young dragons flew out from the window of the main hall, flapped their wings and came to its side, and then one after another "whoops" sounded.

The headed young dragon closed his eyes, raised his neck high, and the pale golden sunlight sprinkled on her blue-black dragon scales, reflecting a strange light.

About a quarter of an hour after the sun was fully up, Fimsera opened his eyes, turned his head and roared at the other young whelps who had begun to pounce and howl, and then took the lead in flapping their wings and flying away from the glass top.

In the eastern part of the Temple of Acandor, near the lake, Vereesa was observing the large ships approaching the shore, and several mechanical structures were constantly carrying goods from above.

"One, two, three, almost enough, Veronica, when you move these things to the warehouse, I will carry the three baskets of fish and leave."

The head of the leading structure flashed, indicating that he understood.

Soon Vereesa brought three baskets of lively fish to the entrance of the temple, and before she could speak, a dark shadow rushed down from the sky.

"Well, it's okay, Fimsera," Vereesa laughed and cried and hugged the young dragon in front of him. Fimsera let out a "whoop", and then looked at the pot still dripping under her feet. .

"This is your food for three days. You can't dominate the other whelps by yourself like before, understand?"

"Wow~"

Vereesa seemed to understand what she meant, and a structure guarding the side specially used to feed the young dragons had lifted the jar, and poured all the water and fish inside into the small pool that had been prepared. .

"Okay, go eat, see if you are greedy."

"Wow!" Fimser stretched his neck and licked Vereesa's cheek, then flapped his wings to the pool, lowered his head and instantly bit a big white fish.

The other young dragons waited until she started to eat before they fell from the air and began to feast on them. For a time, fish scales and flesh and blood flew together.

Suddenly, Fimsera, who had eaten half of the fish, seemed to feel something. She raised her head and looked around. A portal appeared beside Vereesa. Aristophane stepped out of the door, and it immediately threw it down. The half-eating big fish flew to the wizard mage like lightning.

Aristophane had been prepared for a long time, waving his left hand, purple mystic energy poured out of his body, and the silk threads gathered and crossed, forming a magical "blocking net", blocking Femsera's "Whelpling Missile."

"Woohoo~" Fimsera kept struggling, but the energy net formed by the secret energy was extremely tough? She couldn't break free at all. In desperation, Fimsera opened her small dragon mouth and began to bite. .

The elf mage laughed dumbfounded? Reached out and canceled the mystic net? Fimsera fell off instantly, but immediately flapped her wings and flew to the same height as the elf mage, craned her neck to look at him? The deep purple pupils reflected the elf mage’s face.

She roared in dissatisfaction? Then she landed on the shoulders of the wizard mage? The magic rune on Aristophane lit up, supporting Femsera's unconscious claws.

"All right, Fimsera, why don't you continue to eat fish?"

"Ao woo woo~" Accompanied by the cry of the young dragon, a soft voice rang in the wizard mage's mind? "Daddy? I eat fish every day? I'm tired? Is there anything else to eat?"

"Uh, what do you want to eat?"

"meat!"

Aristophan turned his head and squeezed Fimsera’s mouth open? Checked her teeth in detail. Although Fimsera was still a young dragon? But her dragon jaws were unusually powerful? Four of them were slightly bent inward and inside and out. The well-developed canine teeth (two up and two down) with cutting edges on the surface are already showing grimness. In the upper and lower jaws, next to the canine teeth are her incisors, which are oval in cross section with jagged edges at the top. Behind the canine teeth is a row of molars that can help grab the prey. They look like nails and can be used to help grab the prey.

"It looks like the teeth are well developed, how are your other sisters developing?"

"It's also very good, Bartholos, Ilnaos, Estirsera are the fastest growing, but they can't beat me."

The wizard mage turned his head to look at the many young dragons who were still eating. Their size grew very fast. Even though the wizard mage would check their bodies every month, it was still difficult to grasp the complete body data and only a rough estimate. .

"Is your medical examination time coming soon again?"

"Yes," Fimsera shrugged her neck when she heard here, "There are still a few days left, and say, daddy, can you stop the medical examination? These examination items are too shameful."

"Shame? What's the shame?"

"Woo~" Fimsera buried her head in her wings, unwilling to speak.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to eat something good later, if you don't want to eat fish, then eat something else, how about Elvin bear mince?"

"Wow, long live old man!"

Vereesa curiously watched the interaction between the elf mage and the whelpling on his shoulder: "Aristophane, what did Fimsera tell you?"

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"She said she doesn't want to eat fish, I will take her to eat something else," Aristophane stroked the smooth scales of the wyvern. "According to Melinthera, the green dragon grew from the wyvern to its young. It takes about five years for the dragon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But it is clear that although Fimsera has the suffix'-sera' in her real name, the female green dragon's exclusive suffix, her growth rate is much higher than ordinary Green Dragon."

"What about those other wyrmlings?"

"Similarly, according to my observations over the past seven or eight months, although their growth rates are different, they are all significantly faster than other green dragons. The sacrifice of the demons obviously caused these young dragons to mutate."

"I understand," Vereesa nodded. "You can take Fimsera to the cafeteria. I will stay here and watch them."

"Well, pay more attention to the surrounding environment and don't let them destroy Akandor."

Aristophane left here holding Fimsera, and the other whelps watched their eldest sister leave, eating more happily.

Along the way, the Whelplings stared wide-eyed, looked left and right, opened his mouth and yelled non-stop, while constantly asking questions in the mind of the elf mage: "Daddy, is this your city? Why do these people look different from you? Those white-skinned two-legged beasts look delicious, can I taste their meat?"

"Those are humans, and the short ones are dwarves. They are intelligent creatures just like us, so they cannot eat."

"Um, well, that's a shame," Fimsera shook his head.

Soon they came to the dining hall of the usual elf rangers. When a large number of elves saw him, they quickly got up and paid their respects. Aristophan waved his hand and motioned everyone to sit down.

"Ah, daddy, I want to eat this!" Looking at the minced bear meat, blood sausage and other meats in the big iron plate, Feimselah suddenly became excited.

"Okay, I'll help you out. You can stay by the side for a while."