It was the first time that Joseph rode a flying mount.
Back to the old days.
He sighed with emotion. When a mage was young, he had dreamed of going into the magical beast forest alone, stepping on the diabolic wolf, tearing the black bear with his hands, and fighting against the evil dragon for 300 rounds.
In the hope of the future, he could defeat the evil dragon and make it his ride.
What a wonderful thing!
But after Joseph was exiled to the far north for more than 10 years, he still did not realize his dream, although he had the strength to step on the diabolic wolf.
But it was difficult to go back to the magical beast forest again.
"Patriarch is my savior, my rebirth parents!"
Looking at Francis, who was100 meters away and half of his body hidden in the clouds, Joseph's admiration and gratitude were endless.
He had to admire his own luck to be able to become the high priest of the ghost sect!