The Dragon Slumber Shrine was located in the center of the Dragonbone Wilderness.
This land covered in ice and snow was also the place where the souls of the dying dragons, who were seriously injured or seriously ill, or had exhausted their lifespans, returned to the earth.
Huge dragon skeletons could be seen everywhere on the snowy ground. If these incomparably hard dragon skeletons were to flow into the human world, it would undoubtedly be a huge fortune that would attract the covetous eyes of countless powerhouses.
However, here, it was only an ornament that inevitably existed in the dragon graveyard.
Close!
Close!
Even though he had been to the Dragon Slumber Shrine more than once in the game, when he witnessed this unprecedented miracle with his own eyes, Duque still felt shocked.
On the left and right sides of his field of vision were flying snowflakes and an endless wilderness of bones. In the middle, there was a huge ravine that divided the entire Dragonbone Wilderness into two.
Standing at the end of the ravine was the Dragon Slumber Shrine.
When the glittering golden shrine with countless golden domes attached to the main tower appeared in Duque's field of vision, Duque's heart felt as if it had been hammered by a sledgehammer.
The Dragon Slumber Shrine in the game was always an illusory data model.
If there was a word to describe the Dragon Slumber Shrine that Duque saw with his True Eye, he could only think of one word — miracle!
On the flying carpet, Duque and his party slowly approached the main entrance of the Dragon Slumber Shrine.
On both sides of the main entrance stood a row of Dragonians.
Dragonians had different-colored skin, and apart from standing in human form, there was not a single part of their body that resembled a human. They had a terrifying physique that would make mortals feel oppressed just by standing in front of them — they were nearly three stories tall and eight meters tall.
They held a huge metal spear in one hand and a huge hammer that could be used as an iron felt by humans. They wore heavy armor that even the strongest warhorse could not carry, and stood majestically on both sides of the main entrance.
Not only them, but there were also hundreds of young dragons that were guardians of the shrine hovering in the air on both sides of the main entrance. Every hundred young dragons formed a row, and there were six rows on both sides of the air in an inverted trapezoid shape.
Be that as it may, even the burly Drakonid or the young Dragon Guardian whose body was as massive as a temple were as insignificant as ants in front of the huge arched door that easily surpassed the edge of Duque's vision.
According to the system elf's judgement, the width of the arched door was 512 meters!
And the height was an unimaginable 1024 meters!
This was the true giant door that the five Dragon Aspects had not felt crowded when they entered at the same time!
Even by the standards of the Dragon Clan, this was undoubtedly a super door.
If Duque were to walk, it would take him at least an hour to climb up the steps of the main entrance and step into the huge main entrance.
Duque's lungs were filled with cold air, not because of the weather, but because of the shock!
He didn't even have the time to look at the relief sculptures on the roof and the huge pillars. Just looking at the roof of the Dragon Slumber Shrine that seemed to cover the entire sky, even a transmigrator like him who had seen the world couldn't help but want to worship this miraculous building.
This was not something that science could do!
From this, it could be deduced how amazing the power of the Titans of Creation was!
"Anglodis is mighty …" A string of Draconic words echoed in the shrine. With the help of the translator, Duque was shocked to find that it was a giant dragon reciting Duque's deeds.
From discovering the conspiracy of the Black Dragon King, to sneaking into the Emerald Dream to summon Ysera, to summoning the three Dragon Aspects, to killing his way into Grim Batol to save Alexstrasza, and finally to discovering Nesario again and looking for an opportunity to set up an ambush. Finally, he helped the Dragon Clan eliminate this great traitor who had been at large for 10,000 years.
When this Dragon language was recited, it was filled with a sense of mystery and a wonderful rhythm. It sounded like an elegant poem with cadence, not a pale and straightforward narration.
Duque could clearly feel that the gazes of the Drakonids and Dragon Guardians had begun to change.
There was doubt!
There was disbelief!
There was curiosity!
But more than that, there was admiration!
The Dragon Clan advocated force, but they also admired wisdom!
If the four Dragon Kings could break the shackles of the Demon's Soul with their own strength, why couldn't they do it for the past 10,000 years?
If the four Dragon Kings could easily kill the great traitor Nesario, why did they let him escape the last time?
Through this introduction, the dragons began to understand that if there was any difference between the past and the present, it was because of the addition of Duke Marcus!
These Drakonids and Dragon Guardians could not help but be in awe of Duque.
After entering the huge shrine, they saw that the four-colored dragons had surrounded the square in the middle of the shrine in all directions. There was no lack of ancient dragons that were more than 50 meters long.
However, no matter how big they were, how sharp their teeth were, or how hot their dragon breath was.
In this sacred ceremony to exterminate the traitor, only Duque, who was in the middle of the square, was the focus of all the Dragon Clan's vertical pupils.
"You'd better pass the small test later," Krasus suddenly said without rhyme or reason.
Pass?
Pass what?
"Roar!" First, a large number of Red Dragons opened their sharp, scarlet mouths wide at Duque, and let out waves of terrifying dragon roars that sounded like a tsunami.
As long as a dragon roared, there would be Dragon Might. The fierce pressure of a creature at the top of the food chain immediately made it difficult for Duque to breathe. It was as if two boulders were pressing down on Duque's chest. Every time he inhaled, the boulders would take the opportunity to press inward, and every time he exhaled, he would have to face the counterattack of a hundred kilograms of pressure.
"Roar!" The Bronze Dragon roared.
This time, Duque only felt that the pressure on his chest had increased by a hundred kilograms. It was the kind of oppressive feeling that he could not bear even a little more pressure. However, the Bronze Dragon's roar had the feeling of pulling the weight of his past and future to the present all at once.
That kind of pressure that seemed to be measured in tons almost made Duque spit out a mouthful of blood.
Damn it!
What are these big lizards trying to do?
Almost subconsciously, Duque began to circulate his magic circuit, injecting magic into every muscle in his body, using magic to resist this increasingly strong pressure.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Suddenly, the Blue Dragons also roared.
That strange roar seemed to be destroying the magic circuit in Duque's body with maximum power. If it were a weaker Mage, their magic circuit would have been shattered instantly, and their magic would have gone berserk, causing their body to collapse and die.
Fortunately, Duque had the help of the system elf. Under the dual active and passive control, Duque barely managed to fight the pressure from the Dragon Might to a standstill.
"Roar!" The Green Dragon that had been silent also roared.
Unlike the Dragon Might of other races, the Green Dragon's roar was not as domineering. It did not have the kind of momentum that could topple everything, but it had the exquisite and pervasive feeling of quicksilver spilling on the ground.
The Green Dragon's roar was obviously eroding Duque's will!
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