"Joel Stara Igukuno..." Alfred couldn't help but murmured.

Its strength has broken Alfred's cognition time and time again.

At this moment, Joel was stretching out his claws. Just like what he said just now, "Can you take a look?", he asked Alfred for the sacred gloves specially used for stealing.

Underneath the seemingly expectant eyes, what is hidden is a sense of determination not to give up.

Alfred couldn't help but cast a look at Kachimara asking for help.

Even though his strength surged again, he didn't have the confidence to challenge Joel.

His current strength is probably not at Pokpo's level, and the scenes of Pokpo being defeated by Joel again and again that day made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart.

Kachimara frowned and focused on Joel.

The name Alfred just mentioned reminded him of what happened not long ago. A dragon killed his capable subordinate, which dealt a blow to his legion. This seriously affected his position in the second level.

The demon lord position. The reason why he ruined its plan and put him in an embarrassing position, and had to come to the low-level ground to collect souls in person, was the Yoel Stara Igukuno in front of him.

A guy who ruined his plans, but let's just say... a rare opportunity!

Dragons with pure bloodline are basically a group of guardians, and trying to get such a dragon is almost the same as fighting against the legendary demon king, so it is almost impossible.

Kachimala worked hard all her life, but she was always wasting her time on the second level.

But if you get such a young dragon, it only takes a few hundred years or so to bring him into the realm of eighteen levels of demons. Every dragon with pure bloodline will grow up to be as powerful as the demon king, and can

To be called the Demon King, only demons of the eighteenth level are qualified.

"That's just a burglary tool. What do you want?" Kachimara said some incomprehensible words.

"Lord Khachimara...this?"

Even Alfred was baffled by what he heard. As an ordinary demon, he didn't know how precious the pure-blooded dragons were. He just felt that Joel was unusually strong and frightened him. But he also felt that,

The high-ranking Lord Khachimara must have a way to kill this dragon.

"Give him the thing." Khachimara ordered.

Alfred lowered his head and handed over the sacred glove.

Joel couldn't wait to take it and then looked at it. When he saw it for the first time, he was a little disappointed. The gloves, which are called sacred objects, looked ordinary in appearance, more like a pair of ordinary black gloves.

.But when he discovered its magical structure, Joel's eyes couldn't help but light up. Even with Joel's current knowledge, he felt that the spatial knowledge inside was extremely profound.

"Good stuff, good stuff, you must want to give this to me, right?" Joel looked at Alfred.

Alfred's biggest feeling at the moment was - what a shameless dragon, and you have the nerve to say it!

Even in the eyes of the devil, shamelessness is a complimentary word, but now Joel's level obviously exceeds what Alfred thinks is a complimentary word.

"certainly."

Before Alfred could answer, Kachimara spoke first.

"Is this yours?" Joel asked.

"no."

"Then what are you talking about?" Joel accused angrily, then changed his tone and said: "But since you said so, then this thing belongs to me... Since you agreed,

Then you have to seek his consent, and I will keep it for now. After all, I am not an excessive dragon, I still have some principles."

Um...principle? The two demons looked at each other, with an answer in their eyes? Where does the principle come from?

In the end, Kachimara followed Joel's request and asked Alfred: "Can you give me the things?"

It's more like a threat than a question, with the flavor of "I'll kill you if you don't give it to me."

Alfred could only nod in agreement.

Even if he doesn't agree, it seems he can't change the outcome, and it even affects his impression in front of Lord Khachimara.

"Now, this thing belongs to me." Joel raised his gloves and began to tinker with it.

In order to get Yoel to agree to become his demon pet, Kachimala adopted a devil's flattering attitude, "Your Excellency Dragon, you can try what you have obtained first. I am not in a hurry."

The spatial knowledge in the gloves is complicated, but its principle is very simple. Steal the things you have seen. The farther the space is, the larger the object is, and the more magic power is consumed. Only the magic power is enough.

Its power can even span the arc of the plane to detect treasures.

Of course, everything has a premise, that is, you have seen the object with your own eyes, and the object still contains independence. If Joel sees the gold coin and steals it with this glove, he can only steal that one gold coin, and

Not all other gold coins, even if they have the same appearance and shape.

Yeorden suddenly had a target - Sisidona Dragon Mother's treasure.

Although Dragon Mother did not give him the treasure, she still let him see it.

The treasure of the old dragon can become a target due to the existence of the gold coin class, but the old dragon is not imprisoned by the Dragon King. In other words, his treasure is protected by him.

Now that Dragon Mother Sisidona is imprisoned by His Highness Dragon King Bedotos, she cannot protect the treasure.

"Mother Dragon, I'm sorry...little Joel, I will keep the treasure for you." Joel muttered.

Joel took out a pen and blessed his gloves with magic patterns. Different from ordinary planes, Silver Dragon Valley is a special place. It has been protected by the Silver Dragon King for generations. Even gods cannot break this

Because of its special protection, its spatial coordinates are concealed. What Joel did was to fill in the coordinates that had already been recorded and locate them. A long time ago, he had done his "homework" in Long Ma's cave.

", in order to find an opportunity to steal Dragon Mother's treasure.

Just after Joel was ready for everything, he put his gloves on his claws, then stretched forward into the void.

Snapped!

A sharp pain came from Joel's back.

Joel stretched out his paw, took off his gloves, and rubbed the swollen and sore back of his paw. It was someone... a dragon patting the back of his hand. The familiar dragon feeling undoubtedly told Joel an answer. It was Xixi, the dragon mother.

Donna slapped it!

No... isn't Dragon Mother Sisidona imprisoned by Dragon King Bedotus?

The rules of the dragon are absolute, and no dragon can modify it, unless your power is greater than the dragon who made the rules. Even the current Highness Bedotos cannot modify the rules established by the first Silver Dragon King, because he believes that

He is not yet stronger than the first generation Silver Dragon King, so he obeys the rules.

Joel was a little confused, but he soon figured it out.

He was fooled! Dragon Mother cooperated with His Highness the Dragon King and drove him away.
Chapter completed!