And the crisis was over.
As the last monster fell to the ground with a wail under Knight Philip's sword, there were no longer any living aberrations on the battlefield. All that was left were bones that were disintegrating and drifting away, and a group of soldiers that were about to run out of energy.
No more monsters rushed out from the mountains, and the thunderous roar could no longer be heard from the direction of the Gloom Mountains.
After half a minute, Byron and Knight took the lead and cheered.
Then the soldiers, the militia, and then the civilians and serfs in the camp. The cheers resounded across the south bank of the Whitewater River. Everyone knew about the victory. And for those who had experienced the disaster of the old Cecil, this victory had a special meaning.
The people who made the plan knew how much the victory depended on the right time and place, how much luck and risk, and how many uncontrollable variables were involved. But most ordinary people did not know. They only knew that hundreds and thousands of monsters attacked from the south, and their numbers were almost ten times the number of combatants in the camp. But in less than half a day, these monsters were all reduced to ashes. Not even one of them broke into the fence of the camp.
The huge psychological pressure was vented at this time into a carnival of cheers. Even Amber, who had just returned to the camp with Heti, could not help but cheer and celebrate.
But after cheering for a while, she noticed that Gwen was not with them. So she grabbed the little handmaiden, Betty, who was passing by. The latter was holding a pile of potion bottles and following behind the Druil and Pitman. "Where's your master?"
Betty shook her head and said, "I don't know!"
"He's in the tent in the south." Pitman stopped, turned his head and said quickly, "It seems that the dragon egg is in trouble again. Ah, I'm not going to talk to you. I'll send the potion over first. There are a lot of wounded people! "
The little old man quickly ran away with the little handmaiden. Amber looked around and felt that there was nothing for her to do. She then disappeared into the shadows.
In the tent at the south of the camp, Gwen and Rebecca had long heard the cheers that resounded throughout the camp. The outcome had been decided, and the crisis had passed safely. Just now, Byron and Knight had sent someone to inquire about the follow-up arrangements. Gwen told the two Knights to deal with the aftermath of the battle first, while he and Rebecca stayed here temporarily to face the stone ball that was suspected to be a dragon egg.
The corpses of the monsters outside the tent were quickly disintegrating. The remaining skeletons were collected and piled up by the soldiers, waiting for them to decompose naturally. Meanwhile, the stone orb that had just demonstrated its power had returned to the tent. It was now quietly floating a few centimeters above the ground, maintaining an awkward standoff with Gwen.
"To be honest, it was really scary just now." The stone ball shook in place, and a metallic sound came from inside it. "Those … Aberrations, right? Why are they all coming for me all of a sudden … "
"I don't know what attracted them to you, but you alone killed a dozen monsters. Aren't you embarrassed to say that you were scared?" Gwen squinted at the strange orb. "And after all this time, not only can you move, but you can also talk … So you've been pretending all this time?"
The stone orb was not ashamed at all (of course, there was no expression on its face). "Is it wrong to have a strong sense of self-preservation? I didn't know your intentions, so I naturally kept a low profile. At first, I wanted to observe for a few more days, but then I suddenly heard a commotion outside, and the number of soldiers guarding the tent had decreased a lot. I wanted to sneak out to see what was going on … I didn't know that as soon as I moved, those monsters all came for me! "
Gwen nodded. He had figured out the whole story: the stone orb had deliberately suppressed some of its "activity", so its presence was weak. Even the Pitman only discovered its life reaction by coincidence. But today, when the monsters attacked, the stone orb felt that it might be an opportunity, so it wanted to run out. But as soon as it moved, it leaked its aura. The leaked aura may be nothing to humans, but to the aberrations that fed on life and magic reactions, it was as conspicuous as a bright light in the night. In the eyes of the monsters, the life and magic reaction of the stone orb were obviously more "delicious", so the unexpected situation happened later.
Fortunately, everything was fine in the end.
After figuring this out, Gwen could not help but look up and down at the lunatic who almost succeeded in courting death. "So, are you still going to run now? Let me tell you, those monsters are just a small group. If you run into them, no one will be able to protect you. "
Rebecca, who was next to him, knew that her ancestor was just scaring the stone orb. But the stone orb did not know the real situation, so it was naturally scared. "Eh … I'm not running. This place is too dangerous. And then again … I'm starting to believe what you said before. "
"Oh?" Gwen raised his eyebrows. "What do you believe?"
"You and those people who caught me in the lab … should not be in cahoots."
Gwen felt that it was interesting. Just as he was about to ask how it came to this conclusion, he saw Amber jump out from the corner of his eye. The half-elf lady had obviously heard the conversation just now. As soon as she jumped out, she asked loudly, "How did you know this time?"
The stone orb floated up and down. "You're much more shabby than those people back then. Such a big camp without even a magic cannon. You can't be in cahoots …"
The veins on Gwen's forehead twitched, but he heard Rebecca nodding thoughtfully. "Oh, oh, that makes sense …"
Amber used Shadow Step to get close to Gwen and lowered her voice. "To be honest, if I were you, I would've kicked this disgraceful descendant out of the house the day after opening the coffin …"
A disgraceful descendant dared to say that others were disgraceful?
Gwen glared at Amber and turned to look at the stone orb floating in the air. "So you're finally willing to believe what I said to you that day?"
"Hold on, I just believe that you're not in cahoots with those people back then. I didn't say that I believed everything you said, especially about a thousand years … I have to confirm this." The stone orb shook its body proudly, and then reluctantly continued. "Of course, I now believe that you have no ill intentions. Well, I remember that you came to save me just now."
This attitude was still a little annoying, but it was a lot better than before. Gwen knew that he could not force this mysterious orb, who was rescued from the lab and once treated rudely by the imperial people, to trust others so easily. He nodded. "Well, trust can be built slowly. Let's … Hey, wait, turn to the side and let me see — turn left, turn left."
When Amber and Rebecca heard Gawain's words, they immediately came over out of curiosity. Stone Orb, on the other hand, turned in confusion. "What? Is there something on me? "
The stone orb turned a little to the side, and Amber finally knew what Gwen had found.
On the side of the lower half of the stone orb, a small piece of the solid and dense outer shell, which was between rock and metal, had fallen off. There were several long cracks spreading from where the shell fell off and had extended to the waist of the orb.
"Your shell seems to have cracked." Rebecca blinked and carefully pointed at the cracked part of the orb with her staff. "Don't you feel pain?"
"Ah?" The stone orb seemed to have noticed the crack on its shell, and its voice was a little flustered. "Ah! It must have cracked when I fell from the sky a few times! "
"Is it okay for your shell to crack?" Gwen was suddenly a little worried. "Do you want me to find a stonemason or blacksmith to fix it for you?"
"… Tsk, forget it. Anyway, it's time for me to break out of my shell. You're not my enemy." The stone orb seemed to think for a moment, and then shook its body. "Step back, I want to come out of my shell."
Amber's eyes widened. "Wait a minute! You want to break out of your shell?! Wait a minute! I have to call someone! "
The half-elf lady shouted. Without waiting for anyone to react, she flashed back into the shadows, leaving the stone orb and Gwen looking at each other in confusion. The stone orb was silent for a few seconds before it said, "So, should I come out or not?"
"Wait a minute, she'll be here soon." Gwen could not grasp the half-elf's train of thought, and could only say casually, "She always has her own ideas."
Then, after a while, Amber rushed back, and pulled Heti and Pitman along.
The two of them were obviously dragged over in a state of confusion.
"Ancestor, what's going on here?" Heti saw the stone orb floating in the air as soon as she came in, and then she looked at Gwen. "Just now, Amber hurriedly said something about the dragon egg hatching, I didn't understand …"
Pitman, on the other hand, noticed the cracks on the lower half of the stone orb as soon as he came in. The little old man immediately exclaimed, "Oh my god! The dragon egg is about to hatch! "
"Right, right!" Amber was excited as if she was the one who was about to break out of her shell. "So, I called you two over! Oh, right, do you know how to take care of the little dragon? "
The two who were forcibly pulled over were stunned. Gwen immediately wondered if he should throw Amber out now, but the stone orb had no patience to wait for these strange people to mess around. A strange low humming sound came from inside it, as if it was charging. The surface of the orb trembled violently, and the dense and rough outer shell kept cracking. With the lower half of the orb as the starting point, pieces of the "shell" began to fall off from its surface.
Everyone stopped talking. They looked at the mysterious orb with surprise and anticipation, waiting for the moment when the life inside it broke out of its shell.
Finally, with a series of cracking sounds, the orb was quickly covered with fine cracks, and then all the outer shell exploded with a bang!
The outer shell of the stone orb fell off.
Inside was a smooth metal orb.
The metal orb shook. "How is it? Am I bright? "
Pitman only realized that the whole process of breaking out of the shell was over. He stared at the metal orb floating in the air, dumbfounded. "Ugh … That's it? Are you sure you've come out of the shell? "
Metal orb: "I'm sure."
"But you're still an egg!" Old Druil's tone was as if he was going crazy. "You're still an egg! What happened to being a dragon egg? "
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