Chapter 1385: 1385
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Poison flipped over on his back and started scratching his scarred, scaly c.h.e.s.t with his long and sharp claws. Poison exhaled a black poison cloud out of his nostrils. While Rozier was following The Chameleon, he accidentally stomped on a twig, which made Poison open his left eye for a second. Since Poison was still sleepy and drowsy, he decided to reclose his eyes and ignore the sound of a twig snapping in half. The Chameleon placed his right hand over his face and softly said: Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Rozier sighed and rolled his eyes. " My apologies." The Chameleon his head and continue to walk to his destination. Poison was one of the six founding dragons. This meant he had strength that rose to the top of the charts. The six founding dragons including King Elric, A.K.A., The King of The Dragons were like gods. Even The Chameleon would have trouble defeating only one founding dragon. In order to do so, he would have up the ratification of his power. The Chameleon and Rozier were heading for the armor of Arwen which had been lost for ages upon ages. The armor was locked inside a c.h.e.s.t underneath the Poisoned Land. They came across a flight of stairs. " Here this is your destination. Just go down these stairs and walk forward and take 3 rights and 3 lefts. Then you will find the c.h.e.s.t Arwen's legendary armor resides." Rozier nodded and started walking down the stairs. He suddenly halted and turned around to ask The Chameleon a question. However, The Chameleon disappeared without leaving a single trace. Rozier stepped on the steps on they started crumbling. They were old. Rozier stuck out his hand and generated a powerful golden aura around his hands so he could see. On the walls of the tomb were engraved ancient writings, stories that foretold the Golden Age and The New Era. Rozier waved his hand across the wall and a clump of dirt formed in his hand. Rozier tossed the clump of dirt to the ground and s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth, giving his hand a disgusting look. He followed the directions giving to him by The Chameleon and came across an ancient elven c.h.e.s.t. Rozier approached the c.h.e.s.t and saw that a huge lock had been placed on it. Rozier used brute strength to rip the lock away from the c.h.e.s.t. He pried the ancient c.h.e.s.t with the spear of Arwen. A golden bright light was released in his face. F.u.c.k!" yelled Rozier. As the golden light dispersed, the armor was seen visible. Rozier removed the armor out of the c.h.e.s.t and placed it on his body, suiting up. When the armor touched his skin, he felt energized for some strange reason. Arwen was the first king of The Royal Elven Empire. Rozier burst out of the tombs and landed on his feet. The loud sounds of crumbling rubble awoke Poison who was angry his resting was interrupted. Who dares to interrupt my sleep?!!
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Poison flipped over on his back and started scratching his scarred, scaly c.h.e.s.t with his long and sharp claws. Poison exhaled a black poison cloud out of his nostrils. While Rozier was following The Chameleon, he accidentally stomped on a twig, which made Poison open his left eye for a second. Since Poison was still sleepy and drowsy, he decided to reclose his eyes and ignore the sound of a twig snapping in half. The Chameleon placed his right hand over his face and softly said: Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Rozier sighed and rolled his eyes. " My apologies." The Chameleon his head and continue to walk to his destination. Poison was one of the six founding dragons. This meant he had strength that rose to the top of the charts. The six founding dragons including King Elric, A.K.A., The King of The Dragons were like gods. Even The Chameleon would have trouble defeating only one founding dragon. In order to do so, he would have up the ratification of his power. The Chameleon and Rozier were heading for the armor of Arwen which had been lost for ages upon ages. The armor was locked inside a c.h.e.s.t underneath the Poisoned Land. They came across a flight of stairs. " Here this is your destination. Just go down these stairs and walk forward and take 3 rights and 3 lefts. Then you will find the c.h.e.s.t Arwen's legendary armor resides." Rozier nodded and started walking down the stairs. He suddenly halted and turned around to ask The Chameleon a question. However, The Chameleon disappeared without leaving a single trace. Rozier stepped on the steps on they started crumbling. They were old. Rozier stuck out his hand and generated a powerful golden aura around his hands so he could see. On the walls of the tomb were engraved ancient writings, stories that foretold the Golden Age and The New Era. Rozier waved his hand across the wall and a clump of dirt formed in his hand. Rozier tossed the clump of dirt to the ground and s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth, giving his hand a disgusting look. He followed the directions giving to him by The Chameleon and came across an ancient elven c.h.e.s.t. Rozier approached the c.h.e.s.t and saw that a huge lock had been placed on it. Rozier used brute strength to rip the lock away from the c.h.e.s.t. He pried the ancient c.h.e.s.t with the spear of Arwen. A golden bright light was released in his face. F.u.c.k!" yelled Rozier. As the golden light dispersed, the armor was seen visible. Rozier removed the armor out of the c.h.e.s.t and placed it on his body, suiting up. When the armor touched his skin, he felt energized for some strange reason. Arwen was the first king of The Royal Elven Empire. Rozier burst out of the tombs and landed on his feet. The loud sounds of crumbling rubble awoke Poison who was angry his resting was interrupted. Who dares to interrupt my sleep?!!
Poison flipped over on his back and started scratching his scarred, scaly c.h.e.s.t with his long and sharp claws. Poison exhaled a black poison cloud out of his nostrils. While Rozier was following The Chameleon, he accidentally stomped on a twig, which made Poison open his left eye for a second. Since Poison was still sleepy and drowsy, he decided to reclose his eyes and ignore the sound of a twig snapping in half. The Chameleon placed his right hand over his face and softly said: Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Rozier sighed and rolled his eyes. " My apologies." The Chameleon his head and continue to walk to his destination. Poison was one of the six founding dragons. This meant he had strength that rose to the top of the charts. The six founding dragons including King Elric, A.K.A., The King of The Dragons were like gods. Even The Chameleon would have trouble defeating only one founding dragon. In order to do so, he would have up the ratification of his power. The Chameleon and Rozier were heading for the armor of Arwen which had been lost for ages upon ages. The armor was locked inside a c.h.e.s.t underneath the Poisoned Land. They came across a flight of stairs. " Here this is your destination. Just go down these stairs and walk forward and take 3 rights and 3 lefts. Then you will find the c.h.e.s.t Arwen's legendary armor resides." Rozier nodded and started walking down the stairs. He suddenly halted and turned around to ask The Chameleon a question. However, The Chameleon disappeared without leaving a single trace. Rozier stepped on the steps on they started crumbling. They were old. Rozier stuck out his hand and generated a powerful golden aura around his hands so he could see. On the walls of the tomb were engraved ancient writings, stories that foretold the Golden Age and The New Era. Rozier waved his hand across the wall and a clump of dirt formed in his hand. Rozier tossed the clump of dirt to the ground and s.u.c.k.e.d his teeth, giving his hand a disgusting look. He followed the directions giving to him by The Chameleon and came across an ancient elven c.h.e.s.t. Rozier approached the c.h.e.s.t and saw that a huge lock had been placed on it. Rozier used brute strength to rip the lock away from the c.h.e.s.t. He pried the ancient c.h.e.s.t with the spear of Arwen. A golden bright light was released in his face. F.u.c.k!" yelled Rozier. As the golden light dispersed, the armor was seen visible. Rozier removed the armor out of the c.h.e.s.t and placed it on his body, suiting up. When the armor touched his skin, he felt energized for some strange reason. Arwen was the first king of The Royal Elven Empire. Rozier burst out of the tombs and landed on his feet. The loud sounds of crumbling rubble awoke Poison who was angry his resting was interrupted. Who dares to interrupt my sleep?!!
