Oderklas took the dragon scale and shivered uncontrollably.
Angor noticed that the flames on Oderklas' body dimmed a little.
He was sure that the white dragon scale came from an Abyssal Frost Dragon. Frost Dragons were natural enemies of Fire Dragons. If Oderklass obtained this scale, it would probably cause him some damage as well.
However, he didn't hesitate to accept the dragon scale. In fact, he enjoyed it very much.
As Oderklas studied the dragon scale carefully, he finally saw the beautiful painting on the wall in front of him.
The entire ice palace was almost transparent in blue and white. Only the mural was so beautiful that it didn't look like it was made by an Abyssal creature.
The mural depicted an Abyssal Dragon that looked like white jade.
Angor had seen Fafnir's true form before. Now, Oderklas was right in front of him. Both the wind dragons and the fire dragons looked terrifying. However, the Abyss Dragon in the painting was pure white and shiny like a crystal. Even the giant horns of the other Abyss Dragons looked indescribably beautiful on its body.
The Abyssal Dragon's scales also looked like white jade, which was exactly the same as the ones sealed in ice earlier.
Could this be the Abyssal Frost Dragon called Pina Jonas?
Maybe it was true, judging from how Oderklas looked at the mural with such deep affection.
Angor continued to observe the mural. In terms of style, the Abyssal Dragon's true form was painted in the mainstream realistic style. Perhaps there was some subjective beautification involved, but at least it looked more realistic.
As for the background of the mural …
The Abyssal Dragon crossed between day and night. During the day, the sunlight looked like golden sand, while at night, it looked like a cluster of fireflies.
The changes between day and night were obviously abstract in color. Especially the part where the night sky looked like a vortex that directly assaulted one's visual senses, causing one to be subconsciously immersed in a hallucination.
The combination of different styles didn't seem to conflict at all. It was as if the painter already had dots of ink in his heart, waiting for the tip of the brush to scatter them.
The painting wasn't very exquisite. Many of the colors were done in a rudimentary way. However, the painter's emotions were deeply concentrated in the painting. The appearance of a painting was important, but the internal structure was the soul of the painting. Even if this painting's technique wasn't top-notch, at least it had a soul.
However, he was more concerned about the meaning behind the murals. "These murals don't belong to the Abyss Plane. Some of these techniques seem to be commonly used by human painters. "
As a traditional nobleman, Angor was much better at appraising paintings than his drawing skills.
He began to wonder if the painting wasn't made by an Abyss Dragon after all. But that wasn't right either. It was actually very difficult for humans to draw out strong feelings for the Abyssal Dragon, especially in this mural. The feelings were strong and complicated, and there was even a hint of love.
It couldn't be that a human had become a dragon knight, right?
Even if he was a Dragon Knight, the aesthetics of the Abyss Dragon would definitely be far different from that of humans.
Judging from Oderklas' affectionate gaze, Angor had a feeling that Oderklas was the one who painted the murals. Perhaps the murals had human skills because Oderklas once learned from humans?
As he pondered, Oderklas suddenly unleashed a dragon breath.
The terrifying flames floated in the air.
Angor was startled. He thought Oderklas had lost his value and was going to burn him to death. However, the flames didn't attack Angor. Instead, they slowly gathered into a small flame.
Under Oderklass's control, the flame gradually turned from fiery red to purple, and finally to a faint icy blue.
The temperature in the area plummeted. The flame wasn't hot at all. It was an icy flame that could freeze anything.
The icy flame floated in the air for a while as if it was absorbing the frost aura around it. Then, it slowly melted into the ice that sealed the dragon scale.
Under the corrosion of the icy flame, the ice slowly changed its shape and turned into liquid, which dripped onto the floor. In the end, only the white, jade-like dragon scale was left floating in front of Oderklas.
After absorbing the icy flame, the dragon scale shone even brighter.
A part of the frost aura inside the dragon scale turned into "Frost Dragon Shield". This was the result of the powerful aura of the gargoyle stimulating the dragon scale.
Now, the icy flame helped to replenish the frost aura inside the dragon scale.
Angor didn't know why Oderklas did this. However, a powerful Fire Dragon like Oderklas carefully controlled its dragon breath and turned it into an icy flame to replenish the aura inside the dragon scale.
From this, Angor could tell how much Oderklas cherished the dragon scale. Or rather, how much it cared about Pina Jonas.
Maybe Oderklas and Pina Jonas were partners. Otherwise, Angor couldn't imagine why Oderklas cherished the dragon scale so much. Besides, the intense love in the murals didn't feel like family love either.
Angor wasn't curious about Oderklas' love. However, he was a little confused. Why did Fafnir have Pina Jonas' dragon scale?
Angor couldn't help but imagine the love and hatred between the three Abyssal Dragons.
Meanwhile, after Oderklas recovered the frost aura inside the dragon scale, it did something that Angor couldn't understand. Summoning frost, opening a cave, attracting light … etc.
It didn't try to hide anything from Angor at all.
Or rather, Oderklas completely ignored Angor's existence. In its eyes, Angor was no different from the bricks and tiles in the palace.
Being ignored meant that Angor's safety was still guaranteed. But if he continued to be ignored, what should he do about the problem that he wanted to solve?
Angor carefully observed Oderklas' actions. He wanted to find a chance to ask about Toby.
However, Oderklas was completely immersed in its own world. There was no chance for Angor to find out.
In the end, Angor even decided to ask Toby directly without waiting for a chance. In the end, before he could finish mentally preparing himself, Oderklass was enveloped by flames and disappeared from the hall.
Angor was left alone in the palace hall.
Angor was speechless. Oderklas completely ignored me.
Earlier, when Oderklas heard the name "Fafnir", its eyes showed a hint of anger. Angor thought that Oderklas would vent its anger on him and turn him into cannon fodder. However, Oderklas didn't do anything or talk to him. Angor didn't know what to do now.
What should he do now? Go out, or stay here?
After some hesitation, Angor went to one side of the palace. There was an open window here that allowed him to see what was going on outside.
When he looked out of the window, he realized that he was inside an icy valley.
Icy winds were howling outside, and he couldn't see anything.
This ice crystal palace was located in the middle of a cliff.
"Is this the Valley of Unmelting Ice?" Angor looked at the dark scenery and the icy winds outside. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
It was said that anyone who entered the valley would be cursed. However, Angor checked himself carefully and didn't find anything wrong with him.
He tried to create an "Ice Wall" cantrip model in his mind space, and it went without a hitch. Moreover, since the palace was filled with frost energy, he was able to create it much faster.
Was it because Oderklas brought him here? Was that why he wasn't cursed?
As Angor pondered, a dark shadow suddenly appeared below the ice valley. Angor couldn't see it clearly due to the howling winds, but he could tell that it was huge.
"Is that Oderklas?"
Angor tried to reach his spirit feeler out to get a better look.
However, as soon as the spirit tentacle reached out of the window, he sensed a strange power coming from the tip of the spirit tentacle, which was trying to destroy his spirit sea as easily as breaking a twig.
Frightened, he quickly cut off the spirit tentacle and gave it up.
As the feeler was cut off, Angor felt that his brain was going to explode. The pain was unbearable. Angor stumbled around and felt that he hit a hard wall. Then he lost consciousness.
Angor didn't know how long he was out.
When he woke up, he could still feel the stabbing pain in his head. His mind space looked fine, but his spirit sea was a mess.
He wanted to reach out his spirit feeler again, but he couldn't do it for now.
His body was still in pain, but he was glad that he was able to recognize the strange energy that invaded his spirit feelers. It was probably the Chaos Curse he found in Ice Valley.
Angor assumed that the ice palace wasn't affected by the curse. However, if he went outside, he would be attacked by the curse.
He was glad that he wasn't affected by the curse, but he still didn't know what to do next.
Angor looked around and saw himself leaning against a pillar. He was still in the hall of the palace, and there was no one around.
He sighed and didn't know what to do next. Suddenly, an arc of light appeared in front of a painting not far away.
When he looked at the light, he saw a man bathed in flames stepping out of the light.
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