It was much later that people dared to whisper about the catastrophe that had struck the Collins Holy Land, the Temple of Water on Lake Starnestle.

They said that there was a loud bang from the ground of the temple, like the roar of the gods. The snow-white stone pillars shook in a strong tremor and collapsed on the bodies of the faithful, blood flowing down the cracked stone slabs into the sacred waters of Stanestre, and the waves rose into the sky, and huge white shadows rushed out of the water and spread their wings into the sky.

They say it is the incarnation of the god of water. It destroyed its own temple, smashed heavy stones on the heads of those who had sinned, and made people fall to the ground with indescribable fear, unable to even flee. Even the priests and paladins could not bear such anger, and they looked around in a hurry, wondering what was the cause of the wrath of the goddess who had always been gentle.

However, as some people know, this is not the case.

"Needless to say, it was an ice spinosaurus. Sanks Browder said. He was still neatly groomed and had perfect etiquette, but there was a tiredness in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that could not be concealed. The damage to the temple was not serious, only the ground on the west side was flooded, and several stone pillars in the corner of the above-ground part broke and collapsed, and five people were injured, the most serious of which was the guard of the cell, who had broken his leg and several ribs, and was hit the head, but was no longer in danger of life under the priest's treatment.

Rumors are a heavier pressure than facts. The dragon has been lost to the continent for more than a hundred years, and a dangerous ice dragon is locked up beneath the temple, far less believable than the "wrath of the water god". Doubts about the loyalty and character of the priests and paladins spread like the wind. Sean Fletche and Sage Felicity had already arrived at Collins from Stonebutch, and Browder had to at least figure things out before they arrived.

"And you, you've done everything in your power to convince us that it's just an ordinary human, distorted by a mage who doesn't know what. You expect us to believe that a mage has the power to turn a human into a dragon?! We are not ignorant of the tactics of the mages, Alan Caver, that is impossible!" Beye's eyes were bloodshot, and his sanity had been burned away by the flames of vengeance on every sleepless night since the day Jules died.

"I really don't know what's going on, we picked him up at the edge of the forest when we came back from the underground river below Dragonwings, he was just a human baby who couldn't see anything unusual. Alan leaned back in his chair in exhaustion, "Maybe it's just an apparition?"

"The apparition flew north, landed on Christus, and destroyed most of the castle. There are dozens of people who have survived the death who will tell you how real that 'phantom' really is, but no one can prove that any mage ever appeared!" Beye's hand slammed the table, "Alan Cavo, you're fooling us!"

"How dare I?" Alan began to lose patience, he was already a little unable to control his mouth, "Shouldn't you have all kinds of god-given powers to tell if I'm lying?"

"We don't treat our friends like that. Browder struggled to control the situation, "Calm down, guys, this pointless argument is useless. ”

"Agreed. Ikabard said calmly, seemingly unaffected by any emotion, "We need to find the dragon as soon as possible, it should still be hidden in the Karnak Mountains, it is autumn now, and after the winter snow falls, it will be difficult to find its traces." ”

“...... That map. Fragments of memory flashed before Beye's eyes, "The kid from Chrysers Castle has a map in his hand that marks the location of every dragon on the continent, one of which is at the top of Esteros. ”

Allen's heart tightened, he knew that the map was going to cause trouble, but it was a relic left by Scott's parents, and he couldn't just destroy it.

"You believe that map?" said no more or no less mockery in his tone, "you've seen that map, Beye, don't tell me you can't tell it's a forgery, it's no more than thirty years old. ”

"I bet the dragon doesn't know," Beye's black eyes fixed on him, "it's going to be there." We should ask where the kid got that map, if he found it from Christesburg, maybe Scott knew about the dragon a long time ago......"

"Scott knows as much as I know. Eren interrupted him harshly, "He's a paladin like you, think about that before you question his honesty, the gods he serves have never expressed any resentment against him!"

"You mean, before he disappeared?" said Beye, with a surging malice in his eyes.

"Bye Young!" Browder stood up.

The out-of-control knight closed his mouth tightly, turned abruptly, and walked out stiffly.

"If I were you, I'd keep my eyes firmly on him. Alan said coldly.

Browder gave him a weary look and said nothing. After the war subsided a few years ago, there were few true paladins left in the Temple of Collins - most of them remained in the newly built Temple of Water in Stonebuch. The young midshipmen could barely count on it, and until Fletcher returned, he could only pray that the man who had been consumed by hatred would not do anything irreparable.

Ed Singhal sneezed in the cool autumn breeze.

He had a cold, thanks to Is.

He had spent the rare evening in his study, trying to see if there were any legends similar to what Isis was doing now. He found a few little stories, and the mages apparently had a transfiguration that could turn people into all kinds of animals, which was what Alan Delian had always insisted on, but he always felt that something was different.

It was then that he heard a loud crash outside the castle, a roar full of anger that was deafening, and he suffocated his chest for a moment, and almost fell to the ground. Then the ground began to shake, and the old but sturdy wooden bookshelves creaked, and the heavy books fell one by one and fell on his head.

He rushed out of the study with his head in his hands, was struck by a great fear, fell to his knees limp, and struggled to get up after a while, rushed down the stairs, and found his parents supporting each other in the corridor on the second floor. Many even lost the courage to flee at all, and just shrank in place and screamed and cried in horror.

He could feel his parents trembling with fear just like he did, but his mother tried to keep her composure and pulled him and her maid briskly down the stairs leading to the backyard. The father yelled at the men who had cowered into a ball, telling them to stand up and protect the woman and the wounded to get out of the castle as quickly as possible, even though his teeth were rattling.

They looked in amazement in the backyard at the giant beast that perched atop the castle, a dragon, its snow-white scales dyed golden red by the setting sun, the shadows under its wings that covered almost the entire castle, and its long tail with hard thorns. The formidable monster roared with its claws, its head, its powerful tail, and even its entire body, and the ancient stone castle succumbed to its immense power, sighing, trembling, and collapsing.

In the dust raised, Ed saw the great, golden eyes in which anger froze into unbreakable ice, but something familiar to him still flickered through them.

"Iss?" he blurted out, then raised his hands in the air, jumped up and shouted, "Iss!! Iscontia!!"

It heard.

The ice dragon stopped its frantic destruction, spread its wings slightly, and its strong limbs stepped through the ruins to the backyard, ignoring the screaming and scattering humans, and hung its long neck in Ed's direction.

With a small, suppressed exclamation, Vala gripped her son's arm tightly to drag him away, but he wrenched away from his mother's hand and cautiously approached, close enough to reach the giant head of the ice dragon.

He wasn't so scared now, he was sure it was his friend, and he would always recognize it, no matter what it became.

"Is, you've become a dragon. He exclaimed quietly, "That's a ......" and he was about to say "Awesome!", but couldn't help but glance at the pile of rubble beneath its feet, unable to say it.

Without warning, the ice dragon squirted into him through his nostrils.

As if suddenly splashed on his head by a large basin of ice water, Ed snapped his eyes shut to avoid the slag of the fine Xiaoice in his face, and the cold air choking into his trachea caused him to burst into a violent cough. The strong currents pushed him backwards, and he heard the howling of the wind as the ice dragon vibrated its wings and another scream from the people behind him. When he could finally open his eyes, the dragon was flying high into the sky, and he couldn't reach it.

— and then he caught a cold.

And this ...... It's all to blame on those bastard paladins.

qidian.

Welcome book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all here!