Ed's cheer died up in another space.

He blinked, raised his arms excitedly and shouted, "I knew it!!"

Is, however, spun around sharply, and with all his might, he was able to fend off the abrupt attack behind him. The enemy's metal arms may not contain as much power as a dragon, but the ice dragon that is still imprisoned in a human body can barely parry.

"Do you know this?!" he roared angrily, the muscles in his arms bulging and changing shape, white scales replacing soft skin, and the light blue of his eyes turning a golden color.

"A guard...... I know, I know, of course there's a guard here!" Ed muttered in a panic, grabbing a cane leaning against his chair and striking it the guard's head.

The wooden cane, which was not thick, did no harm, but miraculously did not break, and the guard's head turned towards him, a face more like a metal helmet, eyes just two thin thin lines, from which white light radiated, as if he could really see him.

With a low roar, Iss took the opportunity to push the other man away, kicking the table between them again, causing the heavy wooden table to crash into the enemy.

"This isn't any ordinary guard, it's a golem!" he roared in exasperation as he shoved Ed away, "Stand far away...... Don't touch anything!"

Ed fell on the thick carpet and obediently crawled to the corner, still holding the cane firmly in his hand. The golem resembled a knight in full-body armor, but it was taller and agile than the barbarian. He watched as the golem raised its arms and easily smashed the sturdy wooden table into a pile of shards, and Is, before it could straighten up, slammed its hands into the back of the head with fists. The golem's massive body shook and fell forward, but before Ed could cheer, he saw it hold its hands on the ground. Then he kicked the ground with his foot and slammed his head into Is's chest.

Isis dodged sideways, and without thinking, he picked up a chair and smashed it on the golem's head, causing the golem to fall to the ground. The old but sturdy wooden chair cracked and Ed screamed "Ahh

Iss also realized this, he was stunned for a moment, but the golem's reaction was incredibly fast, it grabbed Is's ankle and dragged it violently, causing Iss to fall next to it in embarrassment, and then quickly rolled over, his elbow struck Is's chest with the sound of the wind, and Iss only had time to raise his right arm to block his chest.

The sound of bones breaking made Ed jump.

"Is!" he shouted, watching as the golem picked up the incapacitated Is, and threw him, sending him flying into the large bed with the heavy curtains. The bed frame squeaked with an overwhelming blow, and then there was no more sound.

The golem slowly turned its expressionless metal face towards Ed.

Ed subconsciously raised his non-lethal staff to his chest in a defensive gesture, looking around in a panic, trying to find a more offensive weapon, but this corner where he was. There were only piles of yellowed pages on the shelves, and there were not even a few books that were relatively thick and sturdy.

A groan came from the bed, attracting the golem's attention again, and it changed direction and strode to the bed.

"Hey!wait!" Ed shouted, throwing his staff at the golem and dashing to the other side. A heart was beating wildly - he knew that a dragon wouldn't die so easily!

He would never let that iron guy come near his friend again until he died! and...... He reached out and grabbed the small box on his chest, desperately reassuring himself - I am not so easy to die!

His gaze swept over a cluster of green fluorite crystals larger than his head on the shelf beside him, and he lifted it up and smashed it backwards without thinking. Heavy stones were smashing against the Golem's belly, and some transparent shards flew apart, glowing green under the cold magical light of the room.

A crying sound swept through like the wind. As the green light landed, a faint humanoid shadow appeared on the rubble.

Ed opened his mouth in astonishment, and suddenly remembered Is's warning - "Don't touch anything!"

This is an old necromancer's secret room after all, and who knows what cursed things are in place?

But now it's too late to regret it, and he doesn't know if he released some demons. But the golem's footsteps also stopped, and he seemed to be a little confused.

The faint shadow swayed in the air, blurring and blurring, and as it was about to disappear, a roar sent the golem to turn away.

A black robe landed on its head, and as it reached out to pull it, a long, blue sword struck from the bottom to the top, through the gap between its head and its body.

The black robe slipped from it, and the light in its slender eyes flickered a few times before it finally turned into darkness. The golem's hands hung down and stood there quietly, like a set of knight's armor hanging from a display shelf.

Isis drew his sword and staggered back a few steps.

"Is!" Ed screamed in ecstasy and rushed over to give his friend a hug, but nervously bounced away, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I seem to hear the sound of broken bones......

Isis casually shoved the sword into his hand, blocking all the worries and guilt that he had not yet spoken.

"The sword is good," he said nonchalantly, "the weapon of the elves." The old guy still has some good stuff. ”

"Is......" Ed cried out worriedly, noticing that his friend's face was also covered in white scales, and his right arm was just hanging limply.

With his left hand, Isse pushed down the Iron Golem, stomped on its chest, crouched down and ripped off the Golem's head, frowned, reached in and fumbled, pulling out a milky white gem no bigger than his fingertips. It was the source of the golem's life and power, the power stone, a stone with magical powers. Natural gemstones are extremely rare, and most of them are made by priests or mages from other gemstones. Although the piece in his hand did not have a very strong power, it took hundreds of thousands of years to generate naturally, and it was already a rare treasure for those who were good at making magical items.

Ed spun around him uneasily, desperate to get a result: "Is, are you really okay? Would you like to take a break? The bed looks pretty good......

"Shut up!" Iss finally couldn't help but yell, "yes, I'm in pain right now, so can you please stop bothering me!!"

He had wanted to pretend to survive as if nothing had happened—a dragon being wounded by a golem was nothing to be proud of, and it wasn't even a powerful golem!

He'll be healed, it's just going to take a little time...... And a puppy whining around him didn't help at all.

Ed fell silent, and for a long time there was no sound, which made Ise uneasy. He turned his head to see Ed crouching not far from him, staring at him with extremely suspicious marks in the corners of his eyes.

“...... If you dare to cry, I'll slap you against the wall!" he said viciously.

Ed sniffled and said, "I'm sorry......"

He also wanted to shoot himself against the wall. He is always reckless and self-conscious, and has dragged himself and his friends into trouble more than once, and if he continues like this, he will one day pay for it.

"I'll say I'm sorry when I'm dead. Isis said casually, looking at Ed's increasingly guilty eyes and shrinking body, and added angrily, "...... I don't die that easily! my injuries heal much faster than humans. ”

He's a dragon. He has the power to protect the people he likes—a wish silently made in his heart many years ago when he saw his brother cry but couldn't do anything about it.

The beating heart in the human body suddenly became soft. Isis reached out and slammed Ed's head down, causing his high forehead to almost hit the ground, and then stood up as Ed looked up at him blankly, not letting his friends see the faint smile between his eyebrows.

For the first time in years, he was genuinely glad that he was a mighty dragon.

They finally had a chance to take a closer look at what was once gorgeous and comfortable, but now it was a mess. Sensing that Iss was no longer angry, Ed followed him almost with his tail wagging his tail.

Dark red velvet curtains hung on all four walls, even the doors were obscured. Isis opened the curtain and looked out, he was a little curious, why they had made such a big move here, why there was not even a single person who came to see.

Ed squeezed in and pulled more curtains, only to find that there was no door to the room at all—it was just a huge, ornate tent.

The tent was set up on a flat ground, and with the white magic flames, Ed couldn't even see the edge, only a hole that shone through the fire in the distance on the left, and the rest of the place, it was just endless darkness.

"What the hell is this place?" Ed rubbed against the rocks beneath his feet, such a large area of flat ground was not something that could be made in a short period of time, and he couldn't even see the joints between the stone bricks.

Eth didn't speak for a while, his eyes could see grandeur that Ed couldn't, and even for dragons, the remnants of this corner of darkness were a marvel to be feared.

"Nemein......" he found the ancient name in a memory that did not belong to him, the only possible remnant of the city that could exist here, "the city of giants, destroyed by the gods before it could be completed, and the rising mountains of Anduch obscured it...... This is just a corner of a room. ”

“...... Giant's Relics?!" Ed didn't expect one of his dreams to come true in such a way. He desperately kept his eyes open, but he couldn't see anything, he could only vaguely feel that there was a huge space in front of him, and the tent they were in was like a lonely and dangerous boat on the dark and boundless sea.

Isis withdrew his gaze and stared at the place directly in front of the tent, his face becoming a little ugly.