Chương 705: The army of death

Under the guidance of the giant dragon, garen started to tour the Dragon Island. He was not in a hurry, and gave his disciple more time alone with Myzrael.

"Senior, may I know where you are from?"

"I've heard of your deeds a thousand years ago."

In the sky above Dragon Island, the immemorial Golden Dragon spoke to garen with a respectful tone.

"It's just a material world that's not worth mentioning," garen said casually, smiling.

It was too troublesome to explain his background, so it was better to just do it perfunctorily.

The ancient Golden Dragon didn't ask any further.

&Nbsp; after chatting on the Dragon Island for a while, the ancient Golden Dragon asked, " "You came to Dragon Island. Is there anything you need the help of the giant Dragons here?"

Garen's gaze fell on the immemorial Golden Dragon, sizing it up carefully.

This gaze made the immemorial Golden Dragon's hair stand on end and he felt a little uneasy.