Breeding Dragons From Today

Joelson put down the magic communication crystal from his forehead and frowned.

The situation was worse than he had imagined.

The total number of trial students from the Alcott Empire and the Yheng Empire was about eighty. Now, one-third of the light spots had completely dimmed.

Of course, it was not excluded that people like him were too far away from the communication area.

However, the possibility of that was very small.

Not everyone could ride a dragon and recklessly push into the depths of the Magical Beast Forest like Joelson.

The specks of light turned gray, more likely because...

They were dead!

The cruelty and bloodiness of the trials of the four countries were gradually revealed.

The Dark Church, the Holy Church of Light.

Joelson knew that his plan to hunt magical beasts had come to an end.

Next, his target should be...

The heads of the Two Holy See!

The magic crystal suddenly lit up and flickered a few times.

Joelson's eyes froze slightly.

Distress signal.

There were cultivators from the Alcott Empire or the Yheng Empire who were in danger nearby.

"Du Lu."

Joelson said in a low voice. Du Lu changed the direction and flew quickly towards the location where the signal came from.

"Damn it!"

Angar pinched the communication crystal in his hand and threw it on the ground in frustration.

He had tried countless times along the way, but there was no so-called help from his companions.

Angar knew that this was not the fault of others. Everyone should not be able to take care of themselves right now.

He was a powerful tier 6 knight. Of course, this was in the Knight Academy of the Yheng Empire.

When he arrived at the Magical Beast Forest, Angar realized that his strength was pitifully weak.

The average strength of those lunatics from the Dark Church was above tier 7. The mounts under them were not something he could easily defeat.

Once he entered the Magical Beast Forest, Angar wisely chose to hunt with a few of his classmates.

Because of the two holy-level powerhouses from the two empires, Harriet and Fred had already solemnly told everyone.

Alcott had to work together with Yheng and treat the other party as a reliable ally in order to survive in the gap between the radiant church and the Dark Church.

As for winning the trial...

They just had to try their best.

Angar did the same. Along the way, through the communication crystal, they also accepted two tier 6 mages from the Tulip Academy.

The crisis quickly united them.

Their teamwork gradually became better. They even challenged a tier 8 magic beast. Although they failed, no one was injured.

The nightmare began on the third day.

It showed that they had encountered knights from the Church of Light, three peak tier 7 knights, and two priests. They suppressed them and did not even have the chance to fight back.

Fortunately, the other party did not kill them. They only took all of their magic beast essence crystals.

Then, they met the Dark Church again.

These cunning and vicious fellows, who hid in the darkness like vipers, had a thirst for human heads that far exceeded the magic beast essence crystals.

Along the way, they killed Angar's companions one by one as if they were playing with their prey.

That kind of death was approaching step by step. The feeling of despair and oppression almost tormented Angar to the point of collapse.

Now, he was the only one left.

Angar was forced to continue to escape into the depths of the Magical Beast Forest. Finally, there was no way out now.

A five-meter-tall rock gorilla stood more than ten meters in front of him. Its mouth was open, and its stinky breath made Angar feel disgusted.

Earth-type magical beasts were usually gentler. Unfortunately, the rock gorilla was an exception.

Its temperament was explosive, and it was a carnivore.

As it wanted to retreat, a few sharp rays of combat aura shot out, leaving deep marks under its feet.

A few pairs of eyes were looking at him teasingly in the shadows behind him, occasionally letting out soft laughter.

The people of the cult of shadows were waiting for him to make a choice.

Either he would become a magical beast, or...

Or he would turn around and kneel down to offer up his head.

Angar was completely in despair.

'Forget it.'

Angar calmly made his decision.

According to the rules of the trial, his head was still worth 100 points.

Even if he died, he could not let the cult of shadows get away with it.

Angar raised the knight's longsword in his hand. His gaze was firm as he looked at the roaring rock gorilla. He was ready to charge to the death.

A few figures jumped out from behind.

The trial-takers from the Dark Church smiled at Angar and teased, "This kid still has some backbone."

"100 points. Forget it. I want to see him being chewed up and swallowed by the rock gorilla."

Angar's face twitched. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

Suddenly, the wind blew.

The hurricane grew stronger and stronger.

Boom!

An extremely large fiery red figure descended from the sky.

The violent wind pressure made it so that Angar could not open his eyes.

When he saw everything clearly, his expression was blank. His mouth was wide open as if he had seen a ghost.

A ferocious and terrifying dragon landed on the ground. The terrifying dragon pressure caused the surrounding vegetation to sway.

The level 8 rock gorilla was currently trampled under the dragon's feet like trash. Its weak roar was filled with fear and pleading.

However, the dragon impatiently stomped on it once more!

"T-dragon!"

Angar stuttered as he subconsciously took a few steps back and collapsed on the ground.

He caught sight of the people from the Dark Church from the corner of his eyes. They were completely dumbfounded as their legs trembled non-stop.

Suddenly, Angar's pupils contracted violently.

The God of Magic!

What did he see?!

There was a figure standing on the back of the dragon, looking down at them indifferently.

It was a mage.

The mage was wearing a Tulip Academy on his robe!

Only then did Angar remember the distress message he had just sent out.

Did an ally really come to rescue him?!

He came from the Tulip Academy, and there was such a terrifying figure in their academy?!

Angar's mind was blank, and before he could recover, the mage on the dragon's back suddenly disappeared.

Soon, a few shrill screams sounded from behind.

The sound of footsteps could be heard.

Angar slowly turned his head to look.

An elegant and handsome cold youth walked towards him. With a wave of his hand, a few heads that were frozen in fear and despair rolled in front of Angar.

"Gulp."

Angar gulped with difficulty. His face was filled with shock.

Level seven. It was really possible that they were level eight trial-takers of the Dark Church. In just a moment, they all died?!

Just how terrifying was this person's strength?!

He controlled a dragon!

"Was it you who sent the distress message?"

The handsome youth said indifferently.

Only then did Angar come back to his senses. He hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes. My name is Angar. This... Sir."

Angar carefully asked, "Are you really a trial student of the Tulip Academy of Magic?!"

He could not believe it.

The youth nodded slightly and said, "Yes, my name is Joelson Edward."