Hotel on the mountain

When the last voice floated in the air, the projection finally dissipated.

Jetro must say that as a "mentor" who wants to incite newcomers to slay dragons, this projection is really not very good. It only glorifies the enemy's strength, but does not build up the confidence of those who come after it.

Everyone in the historical square fell into silence. Young North Noah was the first to express his emotion: "It's really surprising. I didn't expect that the history of our ancestors would be so strange."

No one responded to his words, and the silent atmosphere returned to calm after a period of ups and downs.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight friction sound from the round platform where the projection was originally located. Everyone followed the sound and saw that the surface of the round platform looked like petals unfolding, revealing a passage hidden under the round platform.

Shirley was pleasantly surprised. Even with North's young head, he knew that the passage revealed now must lead to the place where the "ancestral heritage" is located. After all, the projection just mentioned that if it dies, , Emperor Chik will prepare some back-up tools for slaying the dragon according to its requirements.

So Shirley Swank was the first to run down the stone stairs from the passage. The wall lamps on both sides of the passage lit up one after another like voice control.

Jetro naturally followed closely behind. The excitement and desire to solve the mystery in his heart were no weaker than anyone else present.

The sound of footsteps resounded in the downward passage, and gradually became quiet again. However, in this historical square, there was another rumble of heavy objects being pushed away - that was the place that Xili called the "Gate of Hell". The heavy door opened again, and there were blood stains on his body. The spotted Gustav Vasa blocked the light at the entrance with his tall figure.

…

Sander Hill sat slumped on the ground, with only the faint breath of the corpse dragon still echoing in his ears. He knew that he was going to die soon, just like the fate of the corpse dragon, the enemy had no reason to let him go.

He watched the two bishops of the Dragon God Sect walking towards him, put away his slump, and stood up with one hand supporting himself. The dust and mud on the ground stained his clothes, and he calmly patted away the disgraceful dirt bit by bit.

He was wearing his favorite purple suit, with some unnamed flowers embroidered on the collar. This is definitely not a mainstream dress trend among nobles, but it is indeed Sander's favorite element. He is deviant and unafraid of the world.

"You two, you have made me very embarrassed." Sander smiled, just brushing off the dust on his trouser legs.

Harry, the bishop of Central Sri Lanka, took out a dagger from his body and threw it in front of Sander.

"Kill yourself, Sander, and give yourself some dignity." Bishop Anthony of Midland explained Hallie's behavior.

Sander looked at the dagger scabbard with exquisite dragon patterns on the ground, and then at the terrifying dragon not far away that seemed to be still digesting and absorbing the power of the corpse dragon: "At least you can tell me who I lost to. In hand?"

"That is the 'Dragon God'. Sander Hill, I have never lied to you. I told you that the Dragon God Cult is not something you can provoke."

"Can you drive a 'god'?" Xander laughed, "Don't lie to me, what the hell kind of dragon is this?"

Anthony approached Sander. He leaned over and picked up the dagger from the ground. He held the tip of the knife in one hand and handed it to Sander.

"To be precise, that is part of the consciousness of the 'Dragon God'. Naturally, we cannot control his body, but the Dragon God gives us the ability to control part of his consciousness - as long as we exhaust the energy in the fragments of the artifact, the Dragon God's Awareness will emerge, sweeping everything like what you just saw."

"Does that mean that as long as I hold on a little longer, this dragon will disappear when the energy of your so-called artifact fragments is exhausted?" Sander's hand grasped the hilt of the dagger and slowly pulled it out. come out.

"Smart." Anthony praised without hesitation, "and it will be as you wish soon - the more fragments there are, the stronger and longer the consciousness of the dragon god summoned will be. Now with the fragments of the artifact that Harley and I have, this consciousness is indeed It’s going to disappear soon.”

Sander stopped talking. He looked at the tip of the dagger shining brightly in the sun, and the satin pattern on it was bright and cold.

"It's so beautiful," he said.

"Give yourself some dignity." Anthony repeated.

The dagger is very sharp, and as long as it is gently scratched on the neck, the blood in the artery will spurt out.

Soon, a trace of Yin Hong bloomed in the air, blood mist sprayed, and someone fell next to the Corpse Dragon.

…

Shock, what is shock? It's the feeling you get when you see a giant beast dozens of meters tall standing majestically under the dome.

"Dragon Soldier?!" North Noah shouted in shock and broke his throat.

Going down from the round platform passage, what Yetro and the others saw was a wider underground space - it seemed to be a cave. In addition to some stone slabs on the floor, there were original stone mines all around and overhead. It is so broad that the echo from North Noah's voice can't be cut off for a long time.

If you want to talk about how this underground space feels to Jetro, it is that - Jetro always feels that it is like an apron, or a launch pad, and the giant beast at the end of the field of vision is The posture is very much like a Gundam waiting to be activated.

"Dragon Soldier, that must be the Dragon Soldier!" North rushed over in ecstasy. And Xili, who came down first, had already run under the giant beast.

Yetrod, who was still stunned in the distance, had already seen the appearance of the dragon machine soldier - its whole body was wrapped in a strange metal, and that layer of metal was like another layer of its skin, sticking tightly to it. On it, its expression and body shape are outlined. On top of this layer of metal, there are various weapons-like equipment. Only a very small part of the entire giant beast showed its original skin, including its wings, which were tightly wrapped in metal.

Dignified, majestic, elegant and violent.

Just looking at this giant beast from a distance, I feel that all the wars in the world are a joke. If this weapon is used in human struggles, a direct beheading action will scare all the kingdoms into submission.

"What kind of creature was used as the prototype?" Jetro couldn't help but ask.

"Brilliant Black Dragon." Mengzhi answered him in his mind, "The descendant of the legendary ancient dragon 'Ancestral Dragon'. It is the bloodline closest to the characteristics of the Ancestral Dragon."

Jetro glanced at Mengzhi in surprise, and the latter continued to reply: "I have received all the information that the fellow human being showed just now. The information just perceived by your human body is only a small part of it, A large part can only be perceived by me.”

Jetro understands that this is just like people can only hear sounds between 20-20000HZ. There are some information that they cannot perceive at all, so naturally they will not know it.

At this time, at the feet of the giant beast, Shirley Swank's excited voice could be heard far away: "Hahahaha! I found it! I finally found it! It's really here!"

"What is it?" North Noah asked curiously.

Jetro followed Meng Zhi and ran closer. I saw Xili pointing at a stone tablet - on both sides of the giant beast, at the edges of the launch pad, there were two rows of stone tablets.

Ciri pointed to one of the stone tablets, which said "Grants eternal life" in words that seemed to be written in lava. And Jetro glanced at other stone tablets. On those stone tablets, there were still very tempting words such as "Grant power", "Grant strength", "Grant wealth" written in red lava-like characters. Give.

Shirley was a little hysterical. She threw herself on the stone tablet, trying to find a puzzle she could solve from it to gain the ability to live forever.

Seeing Xili's crazy behavior, Jetro could understand the purpose of these stone tablets - they are for humans to see, so that the Dream Clan can gain the followers of the local indigenous people, and the reward for following them is the stone tablets. Content.

Apparently, after groping on the stone tablet but unable to find anything obtainable, Ciri also realized that this thing was for her to see, but not for her to take.

She turned her eyes to Mengzhi, walked over resolutely, and said sincerely: "I know that you are extraordinary and have given me eternal life and youth. I am willing to be your follower, just like my ancestor Chike followed your companion. "

This is a woman with a very strong obsession, Jetro can only judge this way. He was filled with emotion as he watched Shirley Swank, an old lady of the First Realm, kneeling on one knee in front of the Dream, practicing the ancient etiquette of surrender.

And Yetro watched, watching the dream transform into that dazzling golden light person again. Mengzhi touched the stone tablet lightly, and her arms penetrated the stone tablet like water. The entire stone tablet rippled like water, with ripples oscillating on its surface in circles.

Mengzhi pointed to Shirley Swank who was kneeling on the ground and asked her to walk to the stone tablet.

This was a gesture with a very clear meaning. Xili walked to the changed stone tablet with a pious and excited heart. Mengzhi gently pushed her back, and Xili raised her legs and stepped in. Among the stone tablets.

North was dumbfounded. He just watched Ciri walk into the stone, just like the sages in the creation myth walked into the kingdom of God.

Soon, the stone tablet began to make a cracking sound, a fine line split from the top of the stone tablet, and the entire stone tablet instantly turned into a puddle of powder.

And Shirley Swank stood there, among the broken stones, touching her right hand excitedly with her fair and red left hand, and then touching her left hand excitedly with her fair and red right hand. She pressed her hands to her cheeks, searching for wrinkles that would never appear again.