"Director of Glaux, why are you here and bathing in my blood? Are you laughing at me as a poor guy who has been expelled from the tribe on his behalf? You are too underestimating me Protus! Hahaha!"

The majestic voice was unyielding, and waves of deafening laughter echoed throughout the underground cave, which looked a little desolate against the backdrop of the complex magic light. The cold wind just stood blankly, not knowing what to do.

"Why don't you answer me! Tell me, your last name and name! And the purpose of coming here! I'm very surprised, what did your elders send you a little thing like you who has not even awakened blood?"

Although Hanfeng didn't know what the man who claimed to be Protus was saying, his intuition told Hanfeng that he was talking to him. Hanfeng looked around and saw no one, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"You are a kind of contempt for me! Although I was expelled from the tribe and trapped in this damn cave! But I am still a proud dragon in my bones! Don't force me! Otherwise, even if I fight to the death, I will defend my dignity!" Protus's voice was filled with anger and determination.

"Are you a dragon clan?!" Han Feng blurted out, and was so surprised that he couldn't stop talking. This was one of the legendary creatures on the top of the continent.

The cold wind kept looking around, as if she wanted to see what the legendary dragon clan looked like, but the entire underground world was just an iceberg, except for the magic array, it was...

Han Feng struggled to lift his neck and looked up. Sure enough, a huge blue and white dragon head was at the top of the iceberg, and a pair of dark blue eyes stared at him with a little anger.

"...Hahaha! You don't know that I am a dragon clan. Did Glaux completely erase the traces of my existence? I'll ask again last time! Your last name and name! And the purpose of coming here! Now! Answer my question! Otherwise..." Protus's dark blue eyes began to turn red, and there were signs of going wild at any time.

"I...I don't have a surname, my name is Hanfeng. I came with my friend." Hanfeng raised his head and replied with great difficulty. Not everyone can bear the dragon's might.

"No last name? Hahaha! Then who passed on your bloodline to you? Your friend? Who is it? Why didn't I see it?" Protus roared angrily.

"I don't know either. I don't even know what my other half's bloodline is. My friends are the two of them." Han Feng pointed at Kuis and Aina who were trembling behind a rock.

Kuais immediately looked at Hanfeng with a dead expression on his face, as if he was complaining that Hanfeng was not loyal enough, betrayed the two of them, his whole body was against the stone, and his shaking even more violently.

"Oh? Don't you know who your parents are? This is the ridiculous joke I have heard in the past thousand years. Then let me tell you, what flows in your body is the blood of the great dragon clan, the Frost Dragon! The descendant of a frost dragon actually becomes friends with two mice. It's ridiculous! Hahaha! Glaux! Is this the Frost Dragon clan led by you? It has actually fallen to this level!" Protus let out a shocking laugh. There was a hint of sadness, pain and annoyance in the laughter.

This time, Han Feng was not only stunned, but also the two little guys were stunned. The two little guys opened their little eyes wide and stared at Han Feng in surprise. "No wonder... I said that when I saw him, I felt very familiar..."

Then Tusi suddenly realized that Tusi himself evolved through the blood of the Frost Dragon, so he obtained part of the memory inheritance of the Frost Dragon. When he encountered the cold wind, which was originally the bloodline of the dragon clan, he felt familiar.

"Little thing, I ask you, how is the Frost Dragon Tribe outside now? Look at your appearance, you won't be exterminated, right?" Protuos smiled for a long time and asked Han Feng, who was still shocked by his dragon clan bloodline. Han Feng then reacted from the shock, but shook his head in a daze.

"I don't know, I've never seen a dragon. You are the only dragon I've ever seen. But when I was in the cold winter town, I heard that there are frost dragons in the ocean of extreme ice."

"It seems that you have been abandoned. Is it because you are a mixed race? It's impossible. Such an orthodox bloodline will not give up easily even if it is a mixed race. Could it be that in the tribe..." Although Protuos was murmuring softly, it was still very thunderous to everyone.

"Little thing, come here, I will help you awaken your bloodline power. When you wake up, you will be able to get the memory and the special inheritance of the dragon clan. See if you can get some useful information." Protus lowered his head and stared at the cold wind, and walked towards Protus step by step under the cold wind.

The entire iceberg wrapped around Protus began to collapse, and the ice chips fell on the ground. Protus's body began to emerge from the entire iceberg. His whole body was wrapped on the ground, his strong limbs stretched out, and another sharp dragon sound, as if he was stretching.

Han Feng only saw the panoramic view of Protus at this time. Blue dragon scales spread all over his body, like a carefully crafted battle armor, exquisite and perfect.

The only flaw is that there is a huge wound on the neck, which is pulled horizontally to the forelimbs. The wound has long healed, but no scales have grown again.

The dragon horn on his head, which made the dragon proud the most, was also broken in half. There was also a neat scratch below the dark blue eyes, which seemed to be scratched by some sharp weapons. The whole face became a bit ferocious and a bit miserable. The wound that had long been healed seemed to show the glory of Protus's life.

The cold wind passed the various crystals along the way, and it was not until it was about to stretch its neck to nearly 180 degrees before it could see Protus. He stopped, took out his clothes and put them on his body from the earrings.

Protus stretched out a front paw and raised it to Hanfeng's head. Hanfeng saw a huge dragon claw reaching over his head, and it really felt like the sky was about to fall.

Hanfeng felt a cold breath wrapping around him and began to penetrate into his body. Although this breath was cold, it was a little friendly. Hanfeng began to believe that he had the blood of the dragon clan.

"Hey! Seal! The ultimate humanoid transforming technique!" Protus withdrew his claws in surprise and looked at Han Feng in shock. "No! It seems that something happened in Iceland! Glaux! You bastard!"

Then Protuos roared and his whole body became violent. Han Feng was a little confused by several professional terms.

Protus raised his head, aimed the dragon's mouth at the center of the cave top of the underground world, and recited a spell that the cold wind could not understand, and the surrounding elements began to gather towards Protus frantically.

Judging from this posture, it seems that I want to use magic to break through the constraints of the magic array.

The insiders on the surface felt all the elements gathering underground frantically and were shocked. In an instant, all the insiders disappeared from the spot with a "whizz".

"Stop! Lord Protus! Do you want to break the contract? You will have a thousand years to leave here!" Old Man Mu's stern voice suddenly appeared behind Han Feng.

Han Feng was stunned and immediately turned around. He saw that Old Man Mu stared at Protus with a gloomy face, and the wrinkles on his face became even deeper. Han Feng lowered his head and walked behind the old man with some guilt.

"I can't care so much! If I hadn't kept the damn promise, I would have gone back to challenge Glaux, and the Frost Dragon Clan would not have fallen to its current level. Damn Glaux! Despicable human!" Protus roared resentfully.

While Protus roared, nearly twenty people suddenly appeared. Each of them quickly stood next to the twelve magic metal pillars. Some were only one person standing beside the metal pillars, while others stood two or three people. They were skillful in their movements, and it seemed that it was not the first time they cooperated.

"Everyone prepares! The Zuolong magic array is activated!" With the order of the old man Mu, everyone suddenly entered the magic power into the magic metal pillar. In an instant, the entire magic array shone brightly, and a hexagram with two concentric circles, which were surrounded by two concentric circles, quickly rotated out and blocked the top of the cave. A complex magic cipher text appeared on each corner of the hexagram. The magic cipher text flashed and destroyed, and it was constantly changing, slowly pressing down.

The six-pointed star array had just pressed down for a short distance. Protus bombed out of his mouth a magic element bomb with blue as the shell, which was as colorful as his dragon head, and instantly hit the six-pointed star array.

With a loud "bang!", the six-pointed star formation suddenly retreated and hit the top of the cave, causing a large amount of dust. The blue shell of the magic bullet was broken at the moment of impact, but the six-pointed star formation was also dyed with a layer of blue, and the next five-colored magic bullet immediately hit the six-pointed star formation.

Another "bang!" sound was louder than the previous one. A rock from the top of the cave fell down, and another thick dust floated on the ground.

Tuosi and Aina screamed in a "squeaking" manner, while avoiding the stones falling from the top of the cave, hiding towards Hanfeng. They suddenly rushed into Hanfeng's clothes, trembling, and did not dare to appear again.

In the surface world, the entire city of winter was trembling, "Damn it! It's an earthquake!", "Help!", "Come out soon! The house is about to collapse!", "Son!", "Woo woo..."... screams, curses, children's crying, and the sound of house collapse were mixed together. The scene was extremely chaotic.

The city of Late Winter has ushered in the worst earthquake since its completion. Although it will be earthquakes every nearly a hundred years in the history of Late Winter City, this time it is the worst.

Many old houses in some years were destroyed in this earthquake, with more than 100,000 casualties in the city. Fortunately, most of them were injured, and only a few thousand people died. Most of them were trampled to death by panicked people themselves, and the economic losses caused directly and indirectly exceeded the total output value of the city in the more than two years.
Chapter completed!