Chapter 98 [The Resentment of the Dragon Patriarch]
Chapter 98 [The resentment of the dragon clan leader]
"You can't do it either?" Du Wei took a deep breath.
"Me?" The old magician smiled: "I can't. At least in this world, I only think there are two guys whose magical strength may exceed mine. One is His Majesty the Pope in the temple, and the other is from the Magic Guild.
Mr. Chairman."
Du Wei didn't understand what the old magician meant.
But then the old magician smiled bitterly and said: "The two guys I just mentioned are the ones I think 'may' surpass me. But this dragon clan leader is the guy I know who is definitely stronger than me! Because the two guys
When I came here a hundred years ago, I fought with it once. That time, it almost killed me using only half of its strength. I think, if I hadn't had the share of Aragorn and
The dragon clan’s contract, I died here two hundred years ago!”
Just as he was talking, the voice of the leader of the Dragon Clan came from the cave.
"You are too modest, my friend."
The patriarch has come back, holding a long and narrow box in his hand. He walked slowly and said with a smile: "I want to correct you two mistakes. First, I don't know about others, but I think your human world
The chairman of the magicians union is definitely not as powerful as you. Secondly, the strength of His Majesty the Pope of the temple is not 'maybe' higher than yours, but definitely higher than yours."
"How did you know?" Du Wei asked.
"Because, I have been to your human world...I transformed into this person to travel around your human world and learn about your culture and civilization...because I am curious about what the human world is like, and that people like this can actually emerge.
A strong man like Aragorn! I go to the human world every hundred years, but I am disappointed every time! Because it seems that even the most numerous race: humans, there has never been a strong man like Aragorn.
." The leader of the dragon tribe said lightly: "I have secretly challenged the chairman of the magicians union and the pope of the temple. So, my old friend, you don't have to be modest. I think you are among the ranks of magicians in the human world.
Your strength can definitely be ranked first...if the Pope doesn't leave the temple."
After saying that, it threw the box on the ground. Its tone gradually became colder: "Okay! Take the key and go! My old friend, you know where the secret room is! Open it and take away the contents.
, then leave my territory! You are right about at least one thing: I still hate humans! Especially that despicable guy Aragorn!"
After saying that, the leader of the Dragon Clan snorted, turned and left.
Just when it made a "hum" sound, Du Wei suddenly felt the sound penetrate into his ears. It was as if an invisible big hand was tightly grasping his heart, and then the blood in his body seemed to surge.
Come up!
The sound was like a heavy hammer!
Du Wei's face turned pale for an instant, and then his eyesight went dark, and he almost fainted! Fortunately, the old magician held Du Wei in his arms with a serious face, and pressed his palm on the back of Du Wei's heart. A trace of light spell
The light enveloped Du Wei. Du Wei took a deep breath and calmed down.
But then, the expression of Hussein behind him suddenly changed, and the proud knight opened his mouth. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth!
The knight looked shocked, looked at the hole where the Dragon Clan leader disappeared, gritted his teeth and said: "This... what is this."
"It's dragon language magic." The old magician sighed: "It has shown mercy."
"But why is she fine?" Du Wei pointed at Medusa who was standing quietly.
"Because this patriarch only hates humans." The old magician smiled bitterly. He glanced at Hussein with an angry face: "Hussein! Don't expect you to challenge him now! Believe me, even if you are a Paladin
, the strength is far behind it!"
The dragon language magic that the dragon clan leader used before leaving was really powerful. Under the comfort of the old magician's light spell, Du Wei's mind gradually calmed down, and the blood boiling in his chest gradually calmed down. And Hou
After Saiin vomited a mouthful of blood, he was deeply humiliated. If it weren't for the old magician's warning, this extremely proud knight would have gone to the dragon clan leader for a duel now.
"It seems that the dragon clan's temperament is not very good either." Du Wei smiled bitterly: "Just because Aragorn defeated the dragon clan in the past and made them lose face, this clan leader hated Aragorn so much. In the end, he even hated us.
?”
The old magician frowned and whispered: "I told you. This patriarch is a complicated guy. He says that he hates Aragorn the most, but in fact, it seems to me that he not only hates Aragorn in his heart, but also hates Aragorn.
There is a subtle respect. After all, Aragorn is the only human being who has defeated the leader of the dragon clan head-on. It is precisely because of this complicated mind that he quietly sneaks into the human world to travel."
After saying this, the old magician said loudly: "Okay, don't waste time, let's go do business! Follow me, let's go see the secret room that Aragorn left here!"
Immediately, everyone followed the old magician out of the hall. The old guy seemed to remember the roads here very well. After walking through a cave entrance, he faced countless forks inside, but he led a few people to turn left and right without hesitation.
turn,
Along the way, to Du Wei's surprise, they saw some strange "things".
In the passage in the cave he was passing by (to be honest, Du Wei even doubted whether he had fallen into a mouse hole. This dragon cave extended in all directions, with forks everywhere), there were some high and low rock platforms.
Those rocks are all black rock iron unique to the sacred mountain, and on the platform, there are large and small heads stuck on the sharp thorns!
They are heads, and they have different shapes. What is even more puzzling is that none of these heads seems to belong to humans!
On these sharp edges like thorns, the heads had different shapes, and some even wore strange-style helmets. But the same thing was: Du Wei could see that these heads seemed to have been torn off!
I don’t know how many years have passed, but fortunately the temperature in this place is cold and dry, so although these heads have dried, they have not rotted, and their original appearance can still be barely seen!
So, Du Wei saw these things:
Those things with heads three or four times larger than ordinary people, from the facial features and the shape of the bones, seem to resemble some kind of feline, as well as the faint remaining lines on their dried skin...the flat mouth and
The nose, as well as the ears on the top of their heads... What's scary is that the sharp edges below pierce the bottom of their necks and then stick out from their mouths, making this scene particularly scary!
Others have long protruding mouths, but no obvious noses, just two small holes above the mouth, which are probably the nostrils for breathing. And the ears are exceptionally small... Judging from the shape,
Rather, it looks more like an animal like a cow or horse.
There are even more heads with long jaws like those of a crocodile, occupying two-thirds of the entire head, and the teeth are distributed on the upper and lower jaws, which are extremely sharp... Humans cannot have such teeth anyway.
Seeing these heads, and thinking of the headless mummies he saw at the foot of the mountain, Du Wei couldn't help but feel shocked! These heads had been weathered for countless years. The skin was shriveled, and although it was not rotten, it looked abnormal.
It's scary, especially those whose eyelids haven't been closed yet. There are empty and blank eyes in the drooped eyelids...
Of course, there are also some guys who look like humans. Their heads are slightly smaller and even much slender than normal humans. From the size of their heads, Du Wei guessed that this race is probably shorter than ordinary humans.
They are thinner, but their appearance is the most pleasing to the eye among these heads. Even if they are weathered and dried up, the faces of these guys are still lifelike. Judging from the outline of the facial features, they are obviously very delicate and well-proportioned, but their length
Long pointed ears...
"These are the elves." The old magician reminded him appropriately from behind, and his tone was very low: "Those larger things are the orcs."
"You know?" Du Wei turned back and looked at the old magician.
"Yes, these are the expelled races." The old magician whispered.
The expelled race. Du Wei recited this sentence silently in his heart. As if feeling something, he slowly walked past these sharp rocks with heads stuck in them.
But all the way forward, what surprised him was that after walking out of this passage, there was actually a bottomless abyss!
This abyss is in the heart of the sacred mountain, and the surrounding edges are very narrow. However, from Du Wei's position, looking across from the distance, you can see a large cave entrance, and then a protruding rock.
It stretches all the way to the abyss, forming a huge platform.
Under the abyss, there was a faint howling wind, and it was also wrapped with a deadly black air. The sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with some kind of shrill cry, which made people's hair stand on end when they heard it!
"This is the altar for sacrifice." The old magician pointed to the protruding rock on the opposite side of the abyss and said with a smile: "That's the altar. The dragons will store the heads of the captives they killed around the abyss.
They would insert them on the thorny rocks, and then perform a sacrificial activity every hundred years. They would pluck the heads from the thorny rocks, and then, after a ceremony, throw the heads into the canyon. Then
... Looking forward to the next hundred years. In the next hundred years, they will continue to kill the strong men of the expelled races who try to come back from the north, and then insert their heads on the thorns, waiting for the next sacrificial event, and then throw them away.
Into the abyss."
"What's the point of doing this?" Du Wei was puzzled.
"The mission of the Dragon Clan is to guard this place! But this mission has existed for who knows how many years! Even before the time of Aragorn, the Dragon Clan has been here! You think, such a mission is said to be guarding, but in fact, it is
Isn't this a kind of imprisonment for the Dragon Clan? Doesn't it mean that the Dragon Clan is confined here forever? What is the difference between this and prisoners? Therefore, when the Dragon Clan accepted the mission given by the gods, they were not willing. So the gods gave
They leave a glimmer of hope...a glimmer of hope for escape from this mission. A condition for its completion."
"What conditions?"
The old magician's eyes were very strange. He glanced at the unfathomable abyss at his feet and listened to the sound of the wind below. He whispered: "The gods and the dragons made an agreement: if one day, when the evil races they left behind
When the heads of the Dragon Clan are enough to fill this abyss, the Dragon Clan’s mission will be completed! Then, the Dragon Clan can live freely! No longer bound by this mission!”
Use heads to fill this abyss... Du Wei glanced ahead and looked at the dark, bottomless bottom. How many heads would it take to fill this abyss?