29- laid-off Matt

PS: [My family's small business has been very busy in the past two months, and 100,000 words have been successfully updated this month! This is also the limit that fat people can do! Because the next few days will be busier, I have made an appointment in advance for the 26th of the lunar calendar, so the fat man is going to take a day off tomorrow! It will continue to be updated on January 1st, and I hope that the majority of book friends can support Fatty, don't take it off the shelves, and continue to collect it! Thank you very much!

Tera Canyon, in the magnificent Dragon Palace built according to the mountain, King Blanc, the bloodline of the descendants of the dragon clan, and the half-dragon leader Ansiel, still sat on the king's throne. The dark purple eyes stared at the man who stood with both hands did not be angry and arrogant.

At this time, the person standing in front of King Ansair of Brown was none other than Matt, who quickly returned from the eighth-floor trial field and was eager to inform him of the latest news of the space mage and the guide of the bloody trial field.

Since Mo Fan mastered the killing field, which shined in the fourth level trial field and washed nearly 60,000 ice dragons with blood, he opened the next three test field again in just half a year, and entered the eighth level trial field with an unprecedented high posture.

Mo Fan's rapid growth made Matt, the guide of the trial field, feel extremely uneasy. Nothing else, the killing field formed by the strange green fog is enough to make him feel deeply tremble.

It was precisely because he witnessed the powerful power of Mo Fan's killing field that Matt began to be a little afraid and began to worry about the ten-year appointment between him and Ansair.

It was in this worry that Matt rushed to Terra Gorge to report this latest news to Ansair after sending Mofan to the eighth-floor trial ground.

"Your Majesty... The necromancer named Mo Fan successfully opened the first seven layers of the trial field in less than two years, and now he has successfully entered the eighth level of the trial field. In his opinion, he has to guard against him!"

Matt tried to be as brief as possible and repeated everything he had seen before, including the field of killing that Mo Fan had realized, word for word, trying to remind Ansair to pay attention to Mofan, the unat-looking boy in advance.

After listening to Matt's complete statement, for a long time, the half-dragon leader, King Ansiel, couldn't help smiling on his face and said with a self-deprecating tone, "Listen to you, is there really any possibility for the boy named Mo Fan to challenge me?"

"What I said before is true! That boy really has a lot of potential!" The more frivolous Ansair looked, the more anxious Matt was. He nodded again without thinking about it, and stressed, "If Your Majesty really let that boy open up all the trials, I'm afraid there will really be unpredictable dangers at that time, moving stones and smashing feet!"

"Dangerous? Haha..."

Ansiel raised his head, laughed three times, and his aura suddenly changed. His dark purple eyes stared at Matt and said arrogantly, "Even if I give that boy another ten years, even if he has opened all the trials, he will not be my opponent!" Remember that he doesn't deserve to be my opponent at all!"

Ansair's stubborn temper, as his direct subordinate, is naturally very clear in Matt's heart that he is completely loyal to him, so he rushed to the Dragon Palace in Terra Canyon in the first place to return this important news to Ansair, the leader of the Half Dragon.

However, Ansiel's fury at this time also made Matt realize very clearly that the truth he had said before was completely meaningless. Not only did it not play the role of reminding, but also played the opposite role. He even rolled himself in and was regarded as a punching bag by Ansiel. It can really be regarded as a model of good intentions and no reward!

Matt, who was released by Ansiel, shrouded his whole body, and body and body were torn. The pain was unspeakably bitter. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he quickly fell to the ground and kowtowed like a garlic defense: "Your Majesty, for your courage and loyalty, please forgive your presumptuous actions before! I don't dare to talk much anymore!"

"Matt, you are also an old man! I hope this kind of thing that grows others' ambition and destroys your prestige is the first time and the last time I hear you say it!"

Ansiel withdrew his violent murderous spirit, stared at Matt, who was lying on the ground, and said rudely, "If you dare to have a next time, you know what to do!" Humph..."

"I don't dare to do it anymore!" Matt sweated coldly, and there was nothing painless all over his body. He nodded submissively and replied firmly, but his heart was cold!

Since Matt followed the dragon god Achilles and became a holy dragon knight, he has lived and died in the wind and rain for many years. He has served more than a dozen half-dragon leaders, and it is not even too much to describe him as a veteran level.

However, Matt, a veteran space magician, has never seen a half-dragon king as irritable, self-righteous and self-righteous as Ansiel for so many years. Isn't it because you said a few more words? As for being completely loyal to your subordinates!

Even if Ansiel finally gave up, it inevitably made Matt's heart cold. A sense of helpless disappointment instantly enveloped his heart and gave him an unworthy indignation! The reason why I kindly reminded him is that he is afraid that he will be defeated! Is this also wrong?

Matt, who was indignant, got up from the ground tremblingly and stood in the palace without saying a word. His pale cheeks were tired, but his purple eyes were staring at the ground and no longer looking directly at Ansair, the half-dragon leader who was still sitting on the throne of the king.

"If it's okay, you can go back and continue to practice space magic! As for the dead boy, I have my own arrangements, so I don't need you to ask any more. Ansiel did not notice the strange color on Matt and waved his hand rudely. However, this sentence deeply broke someone's heart!

After listening to Ansiel's words that he was almost laid off, Matt, the mage of the laid-off space department, couldn't help changing his face. Just because of such a small thing, he laid himself off! This is too unfair! Don't say those words in your heart!

"Yes! I'm leaving now!" Due to the strict hierarchy of the giant dragon clan, Matt, who was unwilling, finally gritted his teeth, bowed slightly to Ansiel, and then dragged his heavy body, which was still painful, and grinned out of the Dragon Palace.

As for Matt being laid off, he is not happy or not. Ansiel doesn't care at all. What he cares about most now is the guy Mo Fan. Is it really as easy as Matt said? It's as cutting melons and vegetables in the shortest time. If this is really the case, you really can't underestimate him!

It was precisely because of this worry in his heart that the half-dragon leader, King Ansiel of Brown, no longer delayed. After Matt left the Dragon Palace, he also immediately got up, left the king's throne, and kept running towards the space portal.

As King of Brown, he is also the blood of the dragon clan, and his cultivation is the legendary peak. Naturally, it is a secret means that some ordinary people do not know. Through specific space portals, he enters the bloody trial field in other planes, which naturally goes without saying.

In order to find out and get all the information recorded about Mofan, Ansair, the leader of the Half-Dragon, almost followed the traces that Mofan had walked, starting from the first level of the trial field again.

The first level of the trial field was fine. Ansair didn't find anything big, but after entering the second level of the trial field, his face began to look ugly, and he burst out with an exclamation: "Impossible..."

After the search, Ansiel was suddenly surprised to find that the dragon secret intelligence agency, which was responsible for collecting the information of the testers and transmitting information to each other, was forcibly attacked by external forces.

When Ansiel appeared in the secret intelligence office again, on the platform at the bottom of the huge dead volcano, there was nothing but the huge and almost disabled stone dragon sculpture and the hot magma that emitted bubbles and emitted scorching temperature. The dozens of intelligence agencies The safe second-order adult flame dragons have all disappeared.

"How could this happen?" Ansiel's face was shocked, and dozens of flame dragons disappeared. Obviously, it was not a small thing. The damaged dragon stone sculpture showed the seriousness of the problem.

As for the people who came here to destroy, Ansiel just doesn't have a head. Just thinking about it with his buttocks, he can guess that Mo Fan did it, but he can't believe this almost cruel fact.

Not to mention how strong the secret intelligence agency of the Dragon clan is, the dozens of secret intelligence agencies here are specially responsible for guarding the flame dragon magic cultivation at least the second level. This is no longer the existence that Mo Fan, a necromancer with only the whole strongest cultivation, can compete with.

But the fact is so cruel now that the dozens of flame dragons with an average cultivation of at least second-order have indeed disappeared. No matter how hard Ansiel tries to feel the breath of the dragon's soul, he can't detect their traces again.

On the contrary, Ansiel really felt a very strong necromancer, and the owner of this breath was Mo Fan, which once again proved that the necromancer boy he was not seen was indeed a potential opponent. .

It was not until this time that Ansiel had to believe that Mofan had been here before and used some unknown secret method to successfully kill dozens of flame dragons in charge of guarding intelligence agencies! This is ** naked slap in the face!