"Crack."
The sound of rocks shattering caused Roddy to stop in his tracks.
Rody was frightened by the voice. Without saying a word, he turned around and looked at the seal. If it was another team, Rody's neurotic behavior would have been ridiculed. However, right now, everyone had an almost obsessive trust in Rody. So, they did not ask any questions and immediately drew their swords and swords, ready to fight.
Merlinsera was curious about what they were doing, but she was more worried about the seal at the side. She thought of a certain possibility and her expression turned grim. She muttered to herself, "Could it be that the seal … can't hold on any longer?"
Roddy didn't answer her and immediately began to verify it. He once again activated "Demon Hunter Vision", which lasted for a minute.
The colorful elemental lines once again appeared in his field of vision. However, this time, Rody noticed that there were many light red 'threads' in the air. When he looked around, he realized that the blood-red threads were floating from the corpses of the Snow Monsters and were converging towards a single location.
He ran a few steps towards the pile of rocks where Berantulu was sealed. Then, he discovered that there was a dazzling red light shining deep underground.
"Is this … a sacrifice?"
Roddy immediately realized that this seemed to be some kind of evil ritual because he clearly saw the words "Berantulu" and the slowly rising health bar. After he told Merlinsera what he saw, the Dark Shadow Dragon couldn't help but clench her fists and grit her teeth. "This might be a blood sacrifice! Its power was suppressed after it awakened once, but its consciousness didn't go into hibernation … I should've realized it. As a demigod, there's no way he would let go of so many corpses … "
Her voice was trembling because if she guessed correctly, Berantulu would soon be able to resurrect with the help of these snow monsters' corpses!
"Demigods" weren't like the half-baked necromancers on the continent. As long as there was an opportunity, they would try their best to regain their freedom and reconstruct their bodies …
The moment they thought of this possibility, Roddy and Merlinsera looked up at the same time. They exchanged glances and looked at the relief on the wall.
The reason why the formation similar to the Tomb of Evernight had appeared here was obvious!
At this moment, she could not care about the manners that Dragons should have. She said nervously, "Roddy, quickly find the central function of this magic circle. Its outer ring should have seven spiral radiation lines … The spell can only be opened by activating it at the key position!"
"I'm looking … I found it!"
Roddy stared at the carvings and found the "center" of the magic circle that Merlinsera had described. "It's right in the center of the Magic Tower! It's a circular hole — "
But halfway through his words, he was interrupted by a sudden earthquake.
The white palace shook violently amidst the cracking sounds. Akasha's physique was weaker, and she immediately sat on the ground. In the center of the palace, the originally flat floor suddenly bulged up, and countless cracks extended out. At the same time, everyone could hear the 'plop plop plop' heartbeat under the ground …
"We can't stop the blood sacrifice anymore …"
Merlinsera's face instantly turned pale. But Roddy, who had already memorized the activation spell, pulled Akasha up and shouted in the midst of the continuous cracking and falling of the stones, "There's no time! I'm going to activate the magic circle now. You go and lure it over! "
This was actually the only choice. Even if Roddy did not say it, Merlinsera intended to do so anyway. After all, only Roddy could activate the magic circle, and she was the only one who could fight against Berantulu.
But after confirming this simple battle plan, she reached out her hand and pressed the wound on her abdomen that had not healed. She felt a sense of melancholy in her heart.
As a high-level species, Dragons always had an indescribable premonition about "fate". The world around her seemed to be collapsing, and Merlinsera had a feeling that … this might be her last battle.
The summoning of the Dragon God was approaching, and she, who was burdened with hatred, seemed to be reaching the end of her life …
But this thought was abruptly interrupted by Roddy —
"Report the number of Health Potions!"
"The first team has used them all!"
"I still have two Intermediate Healing Potions here!"
"Then bring them over. Akasha, cast all of them with divine spells!"
"Sodelor, use the shield!"
The team that had fought side by side countless times had a tacit understanding. Before the series of commands was even finished, the arrangements were already in place.
Roddy tossed two bottles of Health Potions over. Merlinsera instinctively reached out to catch them, and immediately felt rays of golden light enveloping her body. The feeling of her wounds healing at an accelerated rate stunned her for a moment.
And when Roddy walked over with a pile of equipment, the Shadow Dragon who wanted to say something felt a lump in her throat. After fighting alone for so many years, she had almost forgotten the feeling of having someone fully supporting her.
But Dragons also had their own pride. In their eyes, armors and weapons were always the playthings of the weak. They trusted their claws and scales the most, so when Roddy handed over the shield and battle axe in his hands, she stiffened and wanted to refuse.
"Dragons … don't use weapons …"
But Roddy had no intention of respecting the customs of Dragons. He raised his hand and put the shield made from the skull of the Frost Dragon Wissam on her arm. At the same time, he handed over the battle axe that belonged to the 'King of Axes' Sauron.
"Do you still want to save face at a time like this? Try your best to hold on for five minutes. I'll make all the preparations in the Magic Tower!"
Roddy didn't look like he was facing a giant dragon at all. He let go of the handle of the axe and turned around to make a tactical gesture. "Retreat! Those who are familiar with the route, lead the way! Akasha, follow me. Sodelor, bring up the rear! "
"Yes!"
"Understood!"
After a series of responses, the team of 13 rushed towards the palace in the second wave of the earthquake and quickly disappeared from Merlinsera's sight …
Before Roddy left the gate, he looked back and met the Shadow Dragon's eyes with the flashing 'Mark of the Dragon Slayer'. He raised his hand and made a "good luck" gesture. But Merlinsera didn't respond. She just stood there calmly with the shield and battle axe in her hands.
"The Dragons are really calm …"
Sighing, Roddy caught up with the team and sped up their retreat towards the Magic Tower.
But he didn't know that the moment he looked away, Merlinsera bit her lips lightly and wanted to say something but stopped herself …
The Shadow Dragons had always been known for their arrogance. Even among the Dragons who were generally arrogant, they were still the ones who valued status and identity the most. To put it bluntly, they were like the bloodline of the 'founding nobles' of the human world. Even if they were to decline in the future, they still had an unattainable superiority in their bones. Merlinsera had been spoiled since she was a child and was influenced by the culture of her clan. Therefore, she had always looked down on 'humans', 'High Elves', and other races.
"They are just insignificant reptiles. In the long river of time, they are insignificant."
This was what Merlinsera's father had taught her. From the perspective of the Dragons, this wasn't wrong. In the eyes of the dragons who had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, humans were like ephemeral mayflies that were not worth mentioning. Therefore, when interacting with other races, although the Shadow Dragons didn't lack manners on the surface, they would always look down on them in their hearts.
If it wasn't for the drastic change in their circumstances, Merlinsera would probably be like this for the rest of her life …
But now?
Looking at the shrinking corpses around her, the gradually cracking ground, and the expanding aura, she sighed faintly and tightened her grip on the battle axe in her hand.
"Are the other races … really insignificant?"
After witnessing Solomon's amazing work and experiencing the tenacity of Roddy and the others in the face of the raging waves, her insistence on her identity as a Dragons had unknowingly faded.
However, her sigh did not last for a few seconds. The tremors on the ground caused her gaze to gradually turn serious. Berantulu's seal seemed to have an infinite suction force. It was absorbing the energy that was escaping from the surroundings at an accelerated rate. The red threads that could only be seen by Rody had now turned into visible blood.
Thump, thump —
As her heartbeat quickened, Merlinsera watched helplessly as a spherical blood-red cocoon gradually burrowed out of the ground. It was growing as quickly as a bamboo shoot sprouting in spring, but anyone could tell that the creature inside the blood cocoon was definitely not an easy target!
Naturally, Merlinsera wouldn't just watch it grow. She took a deep breath and lowered her head to complain about the material of the Dragon Bone Shield. Then, she raised her battle axe and used all her strength to hack at the blood cocoon in front of her …
*****
"You're saying that there are many Snow Monster corpses in the Magic Tower that were used for experiments, and there are only traces of one person using it?"
"Yes, and there is a spell formation at the top of the tower that can control and monitor the entire city. It looks like … a battlefield sand table."
Roddy and Akasha had a brief conversation as they ran. The Magic Tower was getting closer and closer, but Roddy was also feeling uneasy. He had already memorized the long incantation in his mind countless times, but he wasn't sure if the spell formation was really as effective as Merlinsera said.
For something like a spell formation, the slightest deviation could lead to a huge difference. How to activate it and what to pay attention to after activating it were all different. In this regard, his "player experience" was completely useless. After all, no one in the game meditated every day to study the mysteries of magic, because everyone knew that it was fake …
But Roddy's perspective was different from others.
In this area's dungeon, he had broken through the "outer city wall" countless times, and he had just walked around the "Tomb of the King". The only thing he wasn't clear about was the "Magic Tower" area, which he hadn't even entered before. Therefore, he learned some information from Akasha as soon as possible, and immediately connected these seemingly messy clues together.
Solomon's purpose of experimenting on a large number of Snow Monsters was clearly not to resell their organs. If Roddy didn't know before, then after combining the clues found in Tar Lake and the "super-large armor" in the outer city wall, he could figure out Solomon's purpose no matter how stupid he was — Solomon wanted to create an army of Snow Monsters!
The armor, supplies, and even the city wall were all custom-made for this army of Snow Monsters.
A complete and logical story appeared in Roddy's mind. Solomon was expelled by the High Elves' Arcane Society, and with hatred in his heart, he started doing biological research here to create an unstoppable army of Snow Monsters to take revenge … However, his research unintentionally provoked the powerful Berantulu, and after a fierce battle, Berantulu was sealed.
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