(Today's Chapter 1 ~)
The 98th chapter "The Grudge of the Dragons' Chief"
"Even you can't?" Du Wei took a deep breath.
"Me?" The Old Magician smiled: "I can't. At least in this world, I think there are only two people who can possibly surpass me in terms of magic power. One is His Majesty the Pope of the Shrines, and the other is the Chairman of the Magician's Guild. "
Du Wei didn't understand the Old Magician's meaning.
But then the Old Magician smiled bitterly: "The two people I just mentioned are those who I think 'might' surpass me. However, from what I know, this Dragon Clan's Clan Leader is someone whose strength definitely surpasses mine! Because two hundred years ago when I came here, I had a fight with him. At that time, he only used half of his strength and almost killed me. I think, if I didn't have the contract between Aragon and the Dragons, I would have died here two hundred years ago! "
As he spoke, the voice of the Chief of the Dragons came from the cave.
"You are too modest, my friend."
The Chief has returned. In his hand was a long and narrow box. Slowly walking over, he smiled: "I want to correct two of your mistakes. First, I don't know about others, but I think that the Chairman of the Sorcerers Guild in the human world is definitely not as strong as you. Second, His Majesty the Pope of the Shrines is not 'might' surpass you, but definitely surpasses you. "
"How do you know?" Du Wei asked.
"Because, I have been to the human world … … .Transforming into this appearance, I traveled to the human world to learn about your culture and civilization … … .Because I am curious, what is the human world like, to be able to produce such a strong person like Aragon! Every hundred years, I would go to the human world, but every time I would be disappointed! Because it seems that even the race with the largest population, the human race, has never produced a strong person like Aragon. " The Chief of the Dragons said lightly: "The Chairman of the Sorcerers Guild, the Shrines' Pope, I have secretly challenged them. So, my old friend, you don't have to be modest. I think you are definitely the strongest magician in the human world … … .If Pope doesn't leave the Shrines. "
After that, he threw the box on the ground and his tone gradually became cold: "Okay! Take the key and go! My old friend, you know where the secret room is! Open it, take the things inside, then leave my territory! At least you are right about one thing: I still hate humans! Especially that despicable bastard Aragon! "
After that, the Chief of the Dragons snorted and turned around to leave.
Just as he snorted, Du Wei suddenly felt a trace of sound drilling into his ears, as if an invisible hand was fiercely grasping his heart, and then it felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing up!
That sound was like a heavy hammer!
Du Wei's face turned pale in an instant, and then his vision turned black, and he almost fainted! Fortunately, the Old Magician pulled Du Wei with a serious face. His palm pressed on Du Wei's back, and a ray of light magic enveloped Du Wei. Du Wei took a deep breath and calmed down.
But then, Hussain's face suddenly changed. The proud Knight opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!
Knight was shocked. Looking at the hole where the Chief of the Dragons disappeared, he gritted his teeth and said: "What … … What is this?"
"It's Draconic Magic." The Old Magician sighed: "It has already shown mercy."
"But why is she fine?" Du Wei pointed at Medusa who was standing there quietly.
"Because the Chief only hates humans." The Old Magician smiled bitterly. He looked at the angry Hussain and said: "Hussain! Don't expect you to be able to challenge him now! Believe me, even if you are Paladin, your strength is still far from his! "
The Draconic Magic that the Chief of the Dragons used before leaving was indeed powerful. Du Wei's mind gradually calmed down under the comfort of the Old Magician's light magic. The boiling blood in his chest also gradually calmed down. Hussain, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, felt extremely humiliated. If it weren't for the Old Magician's warning, the proud Knight would probably have gone to find the Chief of the Dragons for a duel.
"It seems that the Dragons don't have much of a tolerance." Du Wei smiled bitterly: "Just because Aragon suppressed the Dragons and made them lose face, this Chief hates Aragon so much that he even hates us?"
The Old Magician frowned and said in a low voice: "I told you, this Chief is a complicated guy. He said that he hates Aragon the most, but in my opinion, he doesn't only hate Aragon, but also has a subtle respect for him. After all, Aragon is the only human to have defeated the Chief of the Dragons. It's because of this complicated mind that he quietly sneaked into the human world to travel. "
After saying this, the Old Magician said loudly: "Alright, let's not waste time, we have more important things to do! Follow me, let's go see the secret room that Aragon left here! "
Immediately, everyone followed the Old Magician out of the hall. The old man seemed to be very familiar with the path here. After passing through a cave, facing countless forks, he didn't hesitate to lead them left and right.
Along the way, to Du Wei's surprise, they saw some strange "things".
In the passages of the cave they passed by (To be honest, Du Wei even suspected that he had entered a mouse hole. This cave of the Dragons was full of forks in all directions.) There were some tall and short rock platforms. Those rocks were the unique black iron of the Holy Mountain. And on the platforms, on the sharp protrusions, there were large and small … heads!
They were heads, and their shapes were different. What was even more puzzling was that none of these heads seemed to belong to humans!
On top of these thorn-like sharp edges, the heads were all different in appearance. Some were even wearing strange helmets, but one thing in common was that Du-Wei could see that these heads were all twisted off from their bodies!
Who knows how many years had passed. Fortunately, the temperature in this place was cold and dry, so although these heads had been dried, they didn't rot. Their original appearance could still be vaguely seen!
And so, Du Wei saw these things:
Those heads were three to four times larger than the average person. Judging from the facial features and the shape of the bones, they seemed to resemble some kind of feline. There were also faint lines left on their dried skin … flat mouths and noses, and the ears on the top of their heads … the most frightening thing was that the protruding protrusion pierced through their necks and extended out from their mouths, making this scene particularly frightening!
As for the others, their mouths were long and protruding, but there was no obvious nose. There were only two small holes above their mouths, probably for breathing. As for the ears, they were particularly small … judging from their shape, they looked more like some kind of cow or horse.
There were also some heads with long jaws like those of a crocodile, occupying two-thirds of the entire head. The teeth were distributed on the upper and lower jaws, unusually sharp … at any rate, it was impossible for humans to have such teeth.
Seeing these heads, Du Wei thought of the headless corpses he saw at the foot of the mountain. He couldn't help but shiver! These heads had been weathered for who knows how many years. Their skin was shriveled. Although they didn't rot, they still looked very frightening, especially those whose eyelids hadn't closed yet. Their drooping eyelids revealed empty and vacant eyes …
Of course, there were also some that looked like humans. Those heads were slightly smaller, even slimmer than normal humans. From the size of the heads, Du Wei guessed that this race's body was probably shorter and thinner than normal humans, but "their" appearance was the most pleasing to the eye. Even if weathered and dried, the faces of these guys were still vivid and lifelike. From the outline of their facial features, they were obviously very delicate and well-proportioned, but their long and pointed ears …
"These are the Elves." The Old Magician reminded from behind. His voice was very low: "Those bigger things are the Orcs."
"You know?" Du Wei looked back at the Old Magician.
"Yes, these are the exiled races." The Old Magician whispered.
The exiled races. Du Wei muttered this sentence in his heart. As if he felt something, he slowly walked past the sharp rocks with the heads stuck in them.
But as he walked forward, he was surprised to find that after walking out of this passage, there was actually a bottomless abyss!
This abyss was in the belly of the Sacred Mountain. The edges of the abyss were very narrow, but from where Du Wei was standing, looking from afar, he could see a very large cave entrance. Then, there was a protruding rock that extended all the way to the abyss, forming a huge platform.
Under the abyss, there was a faint sound of wind whistling, and there was also a deathly black air twining around it. The sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with some kind of mournful cry, which made one's hair stand on end!
"This is the altar for sacrificial offerings." The Old Magician pointed at the protruding rock on the opposite side of the abyss and smiled: "That is the altar. The Dragons will put the heads of the captives they killed around the abyss and stick them on the protruding rocks. Then, every hundred years, they will hold a sacrificial ceremony. They will pluck the heads from the protruding rocks, then after a ceremony, they will throw the heads into the abyss. Then ….. they will look forward to the next hundred years. In the next hundred years, they will continue to kill the powerhouses of the exiled races who tried to come back from the north. Then, they will stick their heads on the protruding rocks and wait for the next sacrificial ceremony before throwing them into the abyss. "
"What's the point of doing this?" Du Wei was puzzled.
"The Dragons' mission is to guard this place! But this mission has existed for who knows how many years! Even before the era of Aragon, the Dragons have been here! Think about it, this mission is called guarding, but in fact, isn't it a kind of imprisonment for the Dragons? Isn't it the same as keeping the Dragons here forever? What's the difference between this and being a prisoner? Therefore, when the Dragon Clan accepted the mission given to them by the gods, they were not willing to accept it. So the Gods left them a glimmer of hope ….. a glimmer of hope to get rid of this mission. A condition to complete the mission. "
"What condition?"
The Old Magician's eyes were very strange. He glanced at the unfathomable abyss under his feet and listened to the sound of the wind below. He whispered: "The Gods and the Dragons made an agreement: If one day, when the heads of the sinful races they left behind are enough to fill this abyss, the Dragons' mission will be completed! Then, the Dragons will be able to live freely! They will no longer be bound by this mission! "
Using heads to fill this abyss …. Du Wei glanced at the dark, bottomless abyss in front of him. How many heads would it take!
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