Dragon.
This creature had not appeared in the mortal world for a long time. In fact, for most of the intelligent races on the Lolun Continent, the dragon was a creature between myth and reality. They clearly knew the existence of this powerful creature, but basically, no one had seen a real Giant Dragon in their lifetime.
With the exception of those weird and long-lived elves in the south, elves with long lifespans were very qualified to claim to be witnesses of history. In the long history of the Elven Empire, there were still records of contact with dragons once or twice.
The elegant and powerful creature with dark blue scales and huge wings flew across the sky and breathed a deadly breath. The scorching white column of fire contained ancient Draconic magic, and its power was not as simple as a simple flame. Wherever the column of fire swept across, the ground was set ablaze, and it continued to burn and spread without fuel. After a few breaths, the entire Cecil Hill was completely engulfed in a sea of fire.
After all this, the Giant Dragon hovered here for a while as if to check the effect of its work. Finally, it flapped its wings and flew into the sky, disappearing into the gradually brightening clouds.
Gwen heard several deep breaths coming from beside him. Everyone, including Heti, only dared to take a deep breath. If the dragon had hovered for a while longer, who knew who among them would have fainted first.
"Dragon … Dragon …" Rebecca clutched her staff and kept muttering to herself. "Ancestor, I saw a dragon …"
Gwen coughed and said, "Ahem, you don't have to say that. I saw it too."
Rebecca suddenly woke up and looked at Gwen awkwardly. Then, she looked at Cecil Hill with a complicated expression.
After being ravaged by the Demonic Tide and being burned by the dragon flame, this place was completely ruined.
As for those monsters … Although they were troublesome to deal with due to the poor combat strength of the Cecil guards, they were ultimately just the lowest level of aberrations. Under the burning of the dragon flames, almost all of them had been reduced to ashes. Even if there were some lucky survivors, it was only a matter of time before they disintegrated due to the drastic changes in their surroundings.
"I thought dragons only appeared in legends," the reticent Knight Byron could not help but speak up. The three soldiers beside him were still swaying, unable to stand up. The knight, who had always been strict, did not scold them at this moment. Instead, he just frowned and asked, "My lord, have you ever dealt with a dragon?"
"No," Gwen shook his head. "Dragons are a very mysterious creature. Even when half of the Lolun Continent was turned upside down 700 years ago, they did not intervene in the secular world."
Although Gwen said so, he was not too shocked by those huge creatures because he had seen the Giant Dragon through other channels. During the days when he was hanging in the sky, he had seen such creatures appear on the continent more than once. But dragons were indeed mysterious. Even though Gwen had been hanging in the sky for tens of thousands of years, the number of Giant Dragon he had seen was quite limited. Plus, the images were messy and trivial, and he could not summarize many characteristics of the dragons.
At this time, the shadow beside Gawain suddenly swayed twice. He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Amber standing behind him. The half-elf lady still had a frightened look on her face.
"I saw a dragon!" Amber shouted. "My mother will never believe it. I saw a dragon! That ~ ~ ~ ~ is so big! "
"Okay, okay, everyone here saw it." Gwen glared at the timid and noisy thief. "Where did you go just now?"
"I went into a crack in the rocks nearby." Amber said with her chest out. "I'm good at escaping!"
Gwen covered his forehead and sighed. "You're at least a master in Shadow Affinity. Your fighting ability is only a little better than Goose's. You're quite proud."
Then he shook his head. "We can't stay here for long. Let's get out of here."
He stepped down the hill. Although the dragon had left, God knows what strange things would come out, so leaving as soon as possible was the right thing to do. Heidi, on the other hand, glanced at the family territory with a complicated expression and said, "Ancestor... the dragon burned our territory."
"It burned our ruins. Strictly speaking, it burned those monsters." Gwen looked at Heti. He had carefully observed when the Giant Dragon released its breath. It was basically at the place where the monsters were the most concentrated. Although he did not know why it was off target several times, the tendency of the breath was quite obvious. "Cecil's territory was already gone before the dragon came."
"But …"
"Do you want to seek justice from a dragon?" Gwen shrugged. "Let's be realistic. If we really want to do something, it's to go back to civilized society as soon as possible and report everything about the monsters and the dragon. "
Heti could not refute. She could only nod. "Yes."
In fact, Gwen understood Heti's feelings. Cecil's territory was her hometown, where she was born and raised. Although her hometown was destroyed, it was not so easy to get over the hurdle in her heart. Even if she knew that the Giant Dragon was just setting another fire on the ruins, and that this fire was probably to burn those monsters, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, it was like whipping a corpse in front of her.
But it was difficult for Gwen to understand. After all, until he climbed out of the coffin, he was still not the ancestor of the Cecil family.
With all kinds of messy feelings, the group left the area. The next thing in front of them was a dense forest.
Heti held the staff in one hand and sketched a few flickering runes in the air with the other. She then looked up in the direction of the dense forest. "We have to go through this forest to get back to the main road. That's the only way to Tanzania Town."
Gwen looked at the runes shining in Heti's hand with a curious and envious expression (although he tried to hide it). "Magic is really a convenient thing …"
"Ancestor?" Heidi was a bit confused. Closely after that, she revealed a somewhat frightened expression. "Are you unhappy with my skills?"
Gwen was stunned. "Huh? Why would I be unhappy? "
"The Cecil family has always been based on Knight's power. Martial arts and horsemanship are the orthodox family. Like me and Rebecca who have embarked on the path of wizards … If it was more than a hundred years ago, I'm afraid we would have a problem standing in the family, let alone inheriting the right," Heti explained a little nervously. "But … but since that incident a hundred years ago, the status of the family has plummeted, and the population has gradually withered. There are few children who can master extraordinary powers, so the path other than Knight's is recognized … But anyway, it's against the family rules."
Gwen casually said, "Who made this stupid rule?"
He, who had an open mind, had always hated this kind of typical pedantic clan rules.
But he did not expect that the moment he said this, the atmosphere suddenly became strange. Byron and Knight immediately lowered their heads and pretended to tie their shoelaces, even though he was wearing a pair of iron boots. Heti was stunned, and Rebecca timidly raised her hand and pointed at Gwen two seconds later.
Gwen was speechless.
Looking back in his memory, there seemed to be such an incident back then.
The young and energetic hero Gwen Cecil had a celebratory drink with the founding monarch of the Ansu Kingdom, Charlie I, after a triumphant return. The two good friends bragged after drinking and talked about how the great cause was about to succeed. The group of people who had bitterly led their people to flee to the north had all become pioneers and founders. It could be foreseen that in the near future, there would be a large wave of first-generation nobles. And as long as they could survive, these first-generation nobles with no background would give birth to ancient families with a long heritage.
Therefore, the two drunken founding emperors got together and pondered whether they should standardize things in advance and formulate some clan rules and family rules to prevent their descendants from forgetting the spirit of their ancestors. As the pioneers of the pioneers and the founders of the founders, Gawain Cecil and Charles the First should undoubtedly set an example for their descendants.
So, the Gwen Cecil from seven hundred years ago downed more than half a cup of wine, glanced at the Knight's Sword at his waist, and raised his hand to write a line of words on the table.
Knight is more awesome than Mage.
Charlie I was very pleased when he saw this, so he also wrote a line of words.
Gwen was right.
The former became the ancestral precepts of the Cecil family, while the latter … the latter was remonstrated by Charlie I's attendants and remonstrants.
For the sake of the overall situation, the far-sighted ministers and the sober king naturally wouldn't list such drunken words as a basic national policy. But Gwen Cecil seriously listed his thoughts at the time in the family rules.
Leaving the memory bank, Gwen looked awkwardly at Heti and Rebecca.
He sighed. "I drank too much back then. Just pretend that there was no such rule …"
Heti and Rebecca: "…?"
At this moment, a rumbling sound came from Amber's stomach, which finally helped Gwen out of his predicament.
"Although I know it's a bit inappropriate to say this when you and your granddaughter are enjoying your family," the half-elf maiden rubbed her stomach a little awkwardly. "But I'm a little hungry."
And Amber's hunger seemed to be the starting signal. After her voice trailed off, the sound of stomach wriggling could be heard from everyone's stomach.
Even Gwen was no exception.
It was only at this moment that Gawain realized that everyone present had not eaten for a long time ever since they left the dark tomb.
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