The familiar giant door was still engraved with terrifying murals.
However, this stone door was already damaged. There was a huge hole in the middle, and the gap was in a mess as if it had been smashed.
The kayak stopped in front of the stone door slowly.
Meg and Irina both had grave expressions.
"Seems like we're too late. That thing has already broken free from the seal and left this place," Meg said with a frown as he held the Tian Du sword.
"It's the same aura as that fellow outside Chaos City. It's indeed not here anymore." Irina also had a grave expression.
That Great Old One in Chaos City had at least given them some time, but this one had already broken free from the seal and disappeared.
The fear of the unknown was the most troublesome.
"Let's go in and take a look."
The kayak went through the broken stone door, and entered an extremely wide cave.
The searchlight circled around, and they could see the cracked cliff walls. It seemed like a terrifying battle had happened here before, and they could also see some ancient runes left behind.
Looking at the marks left behind on the cliff walls, Meg smelled something unusual.
The searchlight shone into the water, and through the clear water, they could see the broken seal spell formation and the broken chains below.
Suddenly, the searchlight's light reflected back at the bottom of the water.
Irina grabbed at the air, and a palm-sized silver dragon scale flew out from the bottom of the water and landed in her hand.
"It's a Frost Dragon's scale." Irina stared at that dragon scale for a while. "The aura isn't too old. It should have fallen here in recent years."
"But Douglas said that the Frost Dragon didn't know anything about this. Why would this Frost Dragon's scale appear here? And from the marks left behind on the cliff, there should be a Frost Dragon that had a battle with that Great Old One here, and its power shouldn't be below the 10th-tier. "Meg frowned.
The two of them looked at each other, and said almost at the same time, "Rankster!"
The Frost Dragon tribe was a powerful tribe among the giant dragons. Apart from Douglas, who was a top-notch powerhouse, there was actually another powerhouse whose name shook the entire Norland Continent — Rankster.
Rankster's experience could be said to be legendary. He started as an illegitimate child despised by the Golden Dragons and the Frost Dragons. Then, he fought his way up to the Frost Throne.
At that time, Alex was in the limelight and had never tasted defeat, but he did not win every battle.
In Meg's memory, the battle with Rankster was one of the most difficult battles that Alex had ever faced. In the end, there was no clear winner between the two of them. Instead, there was some sympathy between the two of them.
Therefore, in terms of actual combat ability, Rankster should be above Douglas.
If there was any frost dragon in this world that could fight against the Great Old Ones, Meg could only think of Rankster.
Also, Rankster was Elizabeth's father. He had suddenly disappeared three years ago.
If he had come here three years ago and fought with the Great Old Ones …
That timeline was completely consistent.
"There are no giant dragon bones here, only a dragon scale. Then, where did he go?" Irina frowned.
"This requires a large-scale family search program: 'Where Did Daddy Go?' to solve the mystery." Meg was also frowning.
Since the Great Old Ones here could break the seal, they were not weak. No matter how strong Rankster was, he couldn't have defeated him with just one dragon.
Moreover, defeating a Great Old Ones was such a flashy thing. There was no reason for him to hide for three years and not even contact his own daughter.
Irina looked around the cave, and speculated, "Judging from the hole in the door, the possibility of the Great Old Ones winning the battle is higher. As for Lantisde, he either died and was swallowed, or he became the Great Old Ones' slave. The possibility of him escaping is not high."
"No matter what the outcome is, this is not a good thing for the Norland Continent. A Great Old One that has broken free from the seal is no different from an unsheathed sword hanging over everyone's head." Meg pondered for a while before looking at Irina, and saying, "I think we should inform all the races about this. If there are other Great Old Ones sealed on the Norland Continent, once they are released, I'm afraid it will lead to a disaster that you and I can't stop."
"Mm-hmm. Also, we should be more vigilant against the other half of the Great Old One outside Chaos City. Just the octopus head is already so difficult to deal with. If they combine, I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything to it." Irina nodded.
Meg thought that the octopus monster had already become a high-quality ingredient in the kitchens of the housewives in Chaos City. It was already a far cry from the Great Old One in terms of style. However, he still nodded. Once Cthulhu combined, he really didn't have much confidence in stopping it outside the seal.
Meg said, "I'm afraid it's a little too late to mention this at the peace conference three days later. After we go back today, let's go see Michael, and get him to inform the powerhouses of the various races so that they can send their representatives over to investigate this place. We can also discuss countermeasures at the peace conference three days later."
"Alright." Irina nodded. She took out a photostone and threw out a few light balls to record the situation in the cave. After that, she got into the kayak with Meg and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Meg suddenly shouted when the boat reached the stone door. He rowed the boat close to the cliff, grabbed the searchlight, and shone it on the wall. He found a deep groove. After hesitating for a while, he used the Tian Du sword to slash it twice. A few stones fell, and a silver token nailed to the stone wall was revealed.
Meg reached out to take the token. The half-foot-long token was made of Mystic Ice Iron. A layer of frost formed when he touched it.
A lifelike frost dragon was carved on the surface of the token. On the other side, there were three big words: "Frost Token!"
"It's really him." Meg sighed softly. This was the Frost Dragon chief's identity token. It belonged to Rankster.
Such an important item was nailed to the stone wall. Its owner most likely wanted to keep it.
"Maybe I should give this token to his daughter," Meg said softly as he kept the Frost Token.
Irina was silent. She steered the kayak against the current and out of the cave.
After the kayak left the cave, the warm sunlight shone down again, chasing away some of the haze in their hearts.
Meg looked at Irina, who was standing valiantly at the bow of the boat, and forced a smile. "I'm sorry. I seem to have chosen a bad place for a holiday."
"I was the one who chose the Firefly Cave. The children like it. I like it too." Irina turned to look at Meg and smiled. "Don't even think about snatching this credit."
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