Chapter 145: The Fake Table

everyone fell silent, as if the situation had reached a standstill!"Could it be that this kid isn't a warrior, but a mage like us"The elder who sprinkled gold dust suddenly brightened his eyes and ex...ace the ring.""The dragon writhes and dances, its coils twisting and turning. It moves forward and backward, breaking and connecting again. It carries warehouses and granaries along with it as it jou...