"Don't hit me, I remember now, there seems to be such a thing …" Shitah hurriedly grabbed his head with his short baby fat hands and screamed, "I'll tell you, I did steal their things, but those guys are a bunch of paupers, they don't have anything good to eat at all!"
The little female dragon grabbed the back of his neck in annoyance and pulled him back, interrupting, "Who asked you this! Tell us, where is that Surash? "
"Oh no, I really don't know that guy you're talking about." Little Fat Dragon staggered from the pull and kept shrinking his neck. He shouted in frustration, "Really, I promise, I swear, I swear on the third scale of Lord Bahamut!"
"The Dragon God doesn't want a disgrace like you, let's see if you still dare to play tricks!"
"Aloz, that's enough." Brando had to stop this farce, "You let go of Shitah, I have a question to ask him."
The little female dragon replied bluntly, "Why should I listen to you?" Although she said that, she still let go of Shitah. The poor latter was dizzy from being shaken by her, and it took a while for him to recover.
Shitah took a deep breath, and finally understood that his future employer seemed to have some weight in front of Aloz, the female dragon. A kind of slippery nature bred in him immediately wanted to hide behind Brando, but just as he was about to move his short legs, Aloz glanced at him with her golden eyes and froze him there in fear.
Brando pretended not to see this guy's little move, "Shitah, you said you don't know Surash? Then the existence that made a contract with you, who is that? "
"No, that's not the same thing at all. The one that made a contract with me, but- "The frost dragon suddenly stopped.
"But?" Aloz revealed her white and dangerous fangs.
"No, no, no," Shitah hurriedly waved his short fat hands, "I mean, actually, that thing you're talking about, it's not that I don't know …"
"Then why are you still keeping us in suspense!" The grumpy little female dragon lifted her little leather boots and kicked him.
"Wow!" Shitah dodged with an agility that did not match his size. He screamed, "I'm not trying to keep you in suspense. It's just that I'm not sure!"
"Shitah, speak your mind." Looking at Aloz and Shitah playing around in front of her, Veronica frowned and had to take the initiative to speak up. These two dragons' concept of time made her a little annoyed. She did not know if this was a side effect of their long lifespan, or the dragons themselves were dismissive of these 'insignificant' dangers.
"Because the log said that there was a red pillar of fire. I saw it too. I remember that it was around the time of the Year of Thunder. Whenever night fell, a pillar of fire would appear and rush into the sky, forming a golden vortex above the clouds. "
"How long did it last?" Brando continued to ask.
"Half a year, this scene continued for half a year before it gradually stopped!" Little Fatty Dragon replied quickly, "But I really don't know what that is. Such a risky thing, I don't want to go near it!"
"This is surprisingly in line with your cowardly style. Come on, eat my claw." Aloz commented sarcastically.
"This is not cowardice, this is wisdom. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Wah — "Before Little Fatty Dragon could finish his sentence, he was almost scratched in the face by Aloz's sharp nails.
Veronica looked back. Behind her, after experiencing the encounter with Seibers, the arrogant Cruz people seemed to have finally learned to restrain themselves. The noble officers had become unusually careful and cautious at the moment. Their faces were more or less pale, perhaps due to the cold, or perhaps due to fear.
But the female legion commander really paid attention to Brando, "Little guy, how is it?"
"Lady Veronica, I'm not as wise as the Inir's Friar Perseus." Brando seemed a little helpless about the female legion commander's blind trust. The memory of his previous life was not always applicable in this sparse information of the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator. Even he could only speculate with his experience.
But he thought about it and replied, "But I have some ideas."
"Look." Veronica looked at him with her emerald green eyes and playfully raised her curved eyebrows at him. Unfortunately, the female legion commander's subtle action, which was extremely inconsistent with her age and identity, was only noticed by Brando alone.
The Year of Thunder lasted for about half a year, which was surprisingly consistent with the time described in the log. Brando pondered for a moment. Although there were some differences in the description, he was at least 80% sure that what Shitah described was the same thing that the Faraway Eagle commander saw when he was young.
He ended his thoughts and looked up, "Shitah, let me ask you, do you still remember the direction in which the pillar of fire rose at that time?"
Shitah was dodging Aloz's attack, so he replied noisily, "It's from the northeast. I still remember the flame I saw that night, it appeared in the northeast night sky. My dear Lord, call Aloz away, she's going to bite me! Ah! "
"The night sky in the northeast?" Brando turned a deaf ear to the little fat dragon's cry for help. He subconsciously looked in that direction, and in his field of vision were layers of ice and deep darkness, but the next moment he seemed to remember the place, "It's actually there."
"You have an idea?" Veronica observed the subtle changes in the young lord's expression.
Brando shook his head, he did not expect it to be in that place. The place Shitah described was far away from the core area of the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator. There was spiral black ice there, so it was called the Spiral Hall.
But the Spiral Hall was only a side hall of the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator. There was nothing there, only some Icy Breath blocking the way. The Breath of Ice was a kind of magic that was awakened and animated by dark magic from the ancient battlefield. It was one of the many monsters in the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator. Brendel remembered that the drop list of this monster was quite good, so many players came here to farm it.
It was the periphery of the temple, and there was no need to enter the Time Quasi Seal in the center of the dungeon. The difficulty of the monsters was moderate, and there was no threshold. At least thousands of players had explored this area, so there was no reason why there were secrets that had not been discovered by the players.
Could there really be some oversight? Brando could not help but be confused.
"What's going on, little guy, what are you embarrassed about?" Veronica asked.
"Well," Brando also came back to his senses, "there's good news and bad news."
"What's the good news and the bad news, can you tell us, Count?" Miss Scholar was always full of curiosity about such riddles and could not help but interrupt.
"The bad news is that Arreck is likely to not have to pass through the Time Quasi Seal in the center of the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator at all. My previous predictions were wrong. He may even bypass the maze and go straight to his destination."
Shido looked a little worried, "Then what's the good news?"
"The good news is that I happen to know where that place is, and I even know a shortcut that can save us a lot of time," Brando said with some hesitation.
"In that case, what are you still hesitating about?" Veronica looked at him, puzzled.
"What I'm hesitating about is that all of this is based on my own judgment. If my judgment is wrong, then we may not have time to make up for this mistake. "Brando took a breath.
"You're worried about this?" Veronica looked at him incredulously.
What do you mean I'm worried about this? Isn't this a problem worth worrying about? Brando looked at the others with some puzzlement, because almost everyone looked at him as if they had heard some funny joke.
"Count Tónigel, along the way, I haven't seen you make a mistake in judgment. I don't understand why you're questioning yourself when things have come to a head. But I'd rather believe in my own eyes and believe in what I've always seen. I believe you must have your own reasons for this judgment, Count. "Shido could not help but answer loudly. Miss Scholar stared at him very seriously.
Brando was speechless. His previous judgment was correct because he still had the memory of his previous life. But the deeper he went into the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator, the less information there was on the forum. After that, he had to rely on his own judgment.
But he was very clear about the limits of his ability. In the past, the level 130 Warrior player in The Amber Sword was not even a first-tier player in the game, let alone the top.
His personal combat power was very outstanding, but it was limited to the upper echelons. Some of the characteristics of the top professional players, excellent judgment, and the decision-making power to lead a team or even a guild, as well as the crazy flash of inspiration, he did not have them.
And what was this place? This was the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator, a team dungeon that represented the peak of an era in the game. Such a team dungeon, even the first-tier players did not dare to set foot in it. Anyone who could conquer it was the top in this field.
Those were the IDs whose names were engraved on the Wall of Brilliance of The Amber Sword. Brando could still remember those names.
If he thought that one day his name could be on par with them, it would undoubtedly be too arrogant.
He had such perseverance and willfulness, but some things depended on talent.
If Shitah had told him that the place Arreck was going to was Frost Square, or even the core hall of Sehess, he would have led the team there without hesitation – because these two places were also recognized as the most likely places to hide the Awakening God.
Or take a step back, the Ring Serpent Hall, the Control Desk, was also acceptable. But it was the Spiral Hall, a place that had been trampled by thousands of people, and there was nothing worth mentioning except for the Breath of Ice.
But the question now was: should he choose to believe his first instinct, or more rational judgment?
For the first time since coming to this world, Brando began to feel a little headache. He couldn't help but look at the others, but everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to make a decision.
Including Cruz's people, almost everyone had unknowingly gotten used to the feeling of being ordered by this lord. As long as someone could lead them to victory, who cared if they were Cruz's people or Erouine's people?
Only one voice echoed in the ice cave. "With all due respect, Count Tónigel, although I don't understand what you are hesitating about, I want to ask, other than that, do you have a second judgment for us to choose?" The one who spoke was the eldest prince of Cruz's people. He glanced at Brando and asked so coldly.
Brando was slightly startled.
"Lenarette is right, Brando. If there is no better choice, then we can only choose a relatively good judgment." Veronica also said, "Besides, I don't know why you are suddenly confused. You have never been wrong in your judgment, and I believe this time is no exception."
After that, she added, "You're not going to trick me, are you, little guy?"
Brando couldn't help but smile bitterly. It wasn't certain who would trick who. If Arreck really detonated the thing in his hand, whether it was the Awakening God or the Twilight Seed, he was afraid that they would all be turned to dust.
At that time, they would naturally be annihilated as well. However, Cruz had lost the first-in-line heir they had painstakingly cultivated, and he was afraid that they would not let it go so easily.
Besides, if Haruz died here, Princess Gryphine would hate him to death. There was also the little Roman. Brando thought of the little cloth merchant and couldn't help but smile.
"I hope so." He finally nodded, "I can only promise to do my best."
He raised his head and ordered Metisha not far away, "Metisha, check the condition of the siblings. We'll take them and get ready to go."
The Silver Fairy Princess smiled and nodded, "Yes, my lord."
Brando turned his head, somewhat distracted. Even though the Spiral Hall was a side hall, it was still considered within the Holy Cathedral of the Hibernator. Even if they took a shortcut, it was inevitable that they would encounter a battle. This had already deviated from his original plan. He originally thought that Arreck would be blocked in the Hall of the Hibernator.
This time, the only boss he intended to challenge was Shitah, who was already on their side, but the current situation was obviously far beyond his expectations.
Was he really going to take such a group of people to challenge the central dungeon of the Deadly Frost Forest?
Brando couldn't help but look at the others. In the distance, the Cruz nobles were whispering. It seemed that they were not preparing to better carry out his orders. Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but sigh, and his heart was even more uncertain.
… …
PS: Okay, okay, I finally found the feeling. I'm going to die.
By the way, I'll recommend a book to everyone. The author of the book is an idiot, but the book is not bad. The key is that the updates are quite fast. The author will be on the list tomorrow. I'll also help count the votes and opinions. (Speaking of which, when I saw the speed of others' updates, I suddenly felt a burst of shame. I was spurred on.)
The title of the book is Disaster Descends. The book number is 2959961.
The portal is as follows: http://www.qidian.comBook2959961.aspx
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