My Magic Age

Seeing that a large area of ​​the mountain where the sandstone worm's nest was located collapsed, and large rocks rolled into the sea. Even though we ran out of the wormhole, a few of us still looked at the collapsed hillside with lingering fear. For a moment In between, I didn’t know or what to say.

At this time, a huge wave suddenly surged on the sea, and a head as big as a mountain city broke out of the water. The seawater above the head flowed downward, forming huge waterfalls. The thick neck was dozens in diameter. Meter thick, it stretched out from the front of the island, and its neck was over a thousand meters long. When its head slowly came closer to me, it looked like a giant floating ship floating in the sky.

The mountain dragon turtle's head is covered with mottled seaweed and some shellfish, making its skin look like seafloor rocks.

If you hadn't been there, it would be difficult to understand what it would be like to have a giant head the size of a mountain city suspended above your head. It was an unparalleled sense of oppression, and the powerful shock released by the mountain dragon turtle. The force imprisons all of us in place. This is the suppression of power by a higher-order species on a lower-order species. Or this is no longer suppression. This is obviously beyond the laws of the world. This is a kind of suppression in the power of lower-order species. Deprivation of power.

"Little guy, you hurt me!" A strong spiritual power rushed into my spiritual sea unbridled, turning into a huge sound wave and impacting my spiritual world.

I raised my head with difficulty and stared at the huge eyes on the mountain dragon's skull. Its eyes were even bigger than an Agui beast. The eyes were composed of countless golden threads, and the pupil in the center seemed to be extremely deep. When one glances at the clear spring, the huge eyelids blink, like the gate of a city gate falling.

"But it works, doesn't it?" I defended myself.

The dull voice was like rolling thunder: "You destroyed my turtle shell!"

I said to the Mountain Dragon Turtle: "Otherwise, how do you expect me to get rid of it?"

In the sea of ​​​​my spirit, a huge photo-like picture appeared, which was a fragment of memory stored in my mind. Facing the invisible sound in the sea of ​​​​spirit, I recalled the previous battle with the sandstone worm in the cave. The scene, the scene of chasing the sandstone worm in the wormhole, the scene of the sandstone worm queen chasing us after she appeared, the one who was like a steam fire The car-like sandstone worm queen almost occupies the entire picture - so terrifying, these pictures are shown in the form of memory fragments. From the moment we entered the wormhole, the interior of the mountain was riddled with holes drilled by sandstone worms. As it unfolded, the spiritual power seemed extremely unstable at first, but then gradually became calmer.

In the sea of ​​​​spirits, I confessed to the Mountain Dragon Turtle: "To me, the Queen of Sandstone Insects is very powerful. We warriors are capable of fighting against ordinary Sandstone Insects, but to deal with that third-level monster, I have no control over it." The power cannot compete with it, so we can only use some special means."

I paused for a moment, and then said: "Perhaps you think that just getting rid of those ordinary sandstone worms can slightly relieve your pain?"

The spiritual power transformed by the Mountain Dragon Turtle was silent.

I continued, "They even have a big incubation room, but you'll never see it that bad again."

The mountain dragon turtle was silent for a moment and said to me: "No, I know!"

"Huh?" I exclaimed in surprise.

The deep voice sounded, and my spiritual sea rippled slightly, but it was not like before, where I was oppressed by that spiritual power and couldn't breathe.

Just listen to the Mountain Dragon Turtle say: "Whether you believe it or not, but I want to tell you, I know exactly how bad it is on the turtle shell, and I also know their every move on the turtle shell, but...it's just that they are hiding under Inside the turtle shell, unless I destroy everything here..."

After it became less irritable and calmed down, its voice was thick and soft.

That powerful spiritual power withdrew from my spiritual sea, and then another voice came: "Come with me, little guy, I found that you may not be the descendants of Old Jack. Essential difference."

The voice echoed in my spiritual world again: "I guess you must have come here for the things that old Jack left here. I can take you to find them."

The spiritual power of the Mountain Dragon Turtle completely withdrew from my spiritual sea, making me feel peaceful in the spiritual world. And after such a violent spiritual impact, although my spiritual power was slightly shaken, I found that the whole The territory in the spiritual world is much larger than before.

At this time, the huge head like a mountain city in the sky slowly retreated, and everyone on the field regained their ability to move in front of the wormhole. Noah was stunned by the scene in front of him. He patted his chest and pointed. The huge head of the mountain dragon turtle asked me: "Jijia, what did it say to you? What level of monster do you think it is?"

I spread my hands and said to Noah, "I didn't say anything. He said he wanted to thank us for helping him get rid of the sandstone worms. In return, he would take me to the place where the Pirate King hid his treasure!"

Noah cheered: "Really, he really said that, ah...that's great."

Justus clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, put his hands to his lips, and kissed his thumb with his lips, like some kind of religious ceremony. He whispered sincerely: "I hope the Pirate King can give that soul The horn is here! Poseidon."

"Definitely!" Noah said to Justus, and then said to me excitedly: "Jijia, with these treasures, we can do a lot of things, maybe we can put together the materials to build the 'Void' Magic material!"

I blinked and said, "Then you have to pray that the treasure left by the Pirate King is not just gold coins."

At this time, there was a thunder in the sky. The thunder turned into a rumbling sound and came from far away. The voice was thick and low: "Most of the things old Jack left me here are indeed some shining gold. Of course, There’s something else too.”

"Ah, who are you?" Noah exclaimed in surprise, but he immediately realized that this seemed a bit rude, so he put down the hand covering his lips and asked the voice: "Are you from this island?" Master, Mr. Dragon Turtle?”

Thunder rolled in the sky, and the voice was slow and clear: "This island is me, I am an island, I am an old mountain dragon turtle, but please don't call me Mr. Dragon Turtle, I have a name... Oh …If it’s transliterated into imperial language, please call me Ramos.”

Noah stood on tiptoes, waved to the mountain-like head in the sky, and shouted loudly: "Okay, Mr. Ramos, nice to see you."

The atmosphere in the team became much more relaxed, and we ran towards the back of the mountain, chasing Moras's retreating head.

Ying Li and Shirley Newman looked at the Mountain Dragon Turtle's head like a mountain city with curious faces. They were both surprised that there could be such a huge monster in the Vashchi plane. Ying Li secretly pulled it. I asked in a low voice: "Jijia, what level of monster is this Mr. Ramos?"

I leaned into her ear and whispered: "At least it is at its peak level five. It has so much power that exceeds ours that we cannot perceive its true strength."

Ying Li couldn't understand, so he asked me again: "It's so powerful, why are you still afraid of...that sandstone insect?"

Becky interjected next to Ying Li: "Those bugs are probably parasitic on the back of Mr. Ramos' turtle. If this thing gets inside, I guess it really has no way to deal with these bugs!"

I felt Ramos' mental power spreading towards me, as if he wanted to find out what we were talking about. It was not convenient to change the topic at this time, so I could only bite the bullet and said: "Every high-level monster has its own uniqueness." Ramos's ability is probably to control the gravity field. This is the innate ability of Warcraft, and it is also the ability they rely on to survive. However, this kind of earth magic is not suitable for those sandstone insects. It should have no effect, this should be Ramos’ unspeakable secret.”

After passing through the criss-crossing mountain ravines, a group of us followed Ramos and ran down the mountain. The bushes and vines had become our biggest obstacle. I discovered that the entire mountain was not made of bones like a turtle's carapace. , these mountains are real rocks, it is hard to imagine why Ramos would be willing to carry three peaks on his back.

When we came to the foot of the mountain, we watched the sea water coming up wave after wave, scouring the edge of the turtle shell. There was even a white beach at the shallow bay. Finally, we saw a clear spring flowing down meanderingly. We continued to trek along the spring, stopping and stopping all the way, until we came to the back of the mountain.

There is a dark mountain ridge here, extending slantingly into the sea. A gorge is formed where the ridge and the mountain peak meet. The gorge looks very deep, and the sea water flows in along the gorge. We walk from the valley. Come out and stand at the mouth of the canyon.

Ramos's head is floating in the water here, looking like a giant ship on the sea, with his huge eyes looking into the canyon.

It said to us: "What you are looking for is inside. Go in and see for yourself. I will wait for you here!"

I asked cautiously: "Is there any danger inside?"

Ramos said in a deep voice: "The biggest danger here is the bugs. You are not afraid of them, are you?"

Noah interrupted: "Of course, we are not afraid of them."

Ramos wasn't going to go in with us, so we had no choice but to walk in. We didn't know what kind of unknown dangers lay ahead, so we walked cautiously all the way.

The waves at the mouth of the gorge were very strong. These waves washed away the rocks at the gorge into layers, like a kind of thousand shale. We stepped on the protruding rock mass plank of the thousand shale at the gorge, and finally we were here. I discovered a man-made winding path, climbed up the stone steps, and watched the seawater rushing under the mouth of the gorge. The rapid waves crashed on the rocks and turned into countless foam as white as snow.

After walking less than a hundred meters along the mouth of the gorge, the mouth of the gorge became much narrower. The foam from the waves could already splash on my face. It smelled like a salty sea. After turning a corner, , a gleaming golden ship appeared in front of us. It was a five-masted sailing ship, all golden, and even the tall masts on the ship were plated with a layer of gold.

Seeing this scene in front of us, a group of us became dumbfounded. No one would have thought that the Pirate King's treasure was actually a gold ship, and this gold ship was actually a five-masted sailing ship over 100 meters long. The sail has long been rotten due to its age.

The ship seemed to be filled with treasures. Some gold coins poured out from the ship and fell onto the surrounding rocks. At a location where the waves could not reach, those gold coins were already covered with a layer of calcium adhesion.

Fortunately, the entire golden ship was not conquered by those shellfish and seaweeds. It still looked golden from a distance. The golden ship was stranded in the gorge.

"Wow, this is a golden ship!" Noah exclaimed in amazement.

I couldn't wait to move forward. Kalancuo and Catalina followed closely behind me, protecting me on both sides.

Justus also came up excitedly. We boarded the golden ship along a spiral staircase that was not rotten. There were dozens of corpses lying on both sides of the hull. They looked very old. Even these corpses have become less complete. The clothes have long been rotten, leaving only some rusty weapons. They don't look like treasure hunters who invaded here to seek treasure. They are more like sailors on the ship. They died here only for some reasons.

At this time, I had a bold guess that these corpses might be the burial objects given by the pirate king to himself.

When I boarded the deck of the golden ship, it was piled with gold coins, jewels, magic crystals, etc. It looked like a small hill. On top of this hill of gold coins, a magic horn with a red crystal color was quietly lying on the pile of gold coins. The horn was only a foot long and looked like a gorgeous morning glory. The whole horn exuded a faint magic power. It was so beautiful.

"Ah! Soul Horn." Justus rushed over with some excitement.

He climbed the hill of gold coins. With every step he took, the gold coins on the hill kept flowing down, making a crisp sound.

Justus climbed up the hill of gold coins with his hands and feet and got the soul horn. He stood on the hill of gold coins, holding the soul horn, and waved to me excitedly.

The message from Justus was: 'The soul horn is genuine'.

My heart, which had been hanging in my throat, finally landed smoothly.

It turns out that this soul horn is really hidden in the treasure of the pirate king. I turned my head and looked around. There were a lot of gorgeous magic boxes placed around the deck of the hull. I ran over and pried open the magic box with a skinning knife. Inside was a box full of rare magic materials...