No one explained to Scott what kind of worm the icefield moss was, but a worm that spit out a liquid that corroded the rock, and drilled a hole a little higher than that of a barbarian, was obviously not a docile and cute little thing, and Scott had been half expecting and half worried that a huge worm would suddenly appear in front of him and rush towards them.

They went deeper and deeper into the ground. Scott was both relieved and a little disappointed when the round, winding passage with no forks in the road came to an end, and the worm was nowhere to be seen.

The situation now is a bit like when he and Alan and the others were on an adventure more than twenty years ago...... That brief time was perhaps the happiest of his life, though it was always fraught with danger and even madness.

But......

He glanced at Is.

Even then, he never thought of such a crazy thing as raising a dragon as a younger brother.

The magical glow of Celebrian's staff illuminates the wider space. Clusters of crystals grow in the black rocks, and it seems that countless never-withering flowers bloom on the stones, reflecting a dreamlike rainbow of light. The dwarves would have gone crazy with joy if they found out about this place.

Seo grunted on Scott's shoulder and woke up. Iss turned his head to look, and Scott immediately raised his guard.

“...... If he doesn't do it, I won't do it. Isis assured him.

"You can't do it if he does it!" Scott said sternly.

He put Sio down, looked apologetically at the old shaman shaking his head in a trance, and quickly reached out to help him when he was staggering unsteadily.

The old man seemed to have calmed down, at least he didn't try to run around screaming, but his gaze was still straight in a certain direction, completely oblivious to the beautiful crystal flowers.

He muttered a few words vaguely, and the desperate infinite yearning and the calm self-control of all his might were tangled in the old man's eyes, and the muscles on his face began to twitch, and his sparse beard trembled with it.

Cele Brian stepped back, stared into S's eyes, and spoke, "I can cast a spell to stabilize your soul...... But we don't know what's going to happen yet, so you'd better try to control yourself, or I can knock you out too. ”

Scott struggled to hold back a helpless sigh.

The old shaman didn't care about the half-elf's rudeness, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after a long time opened them, and nodded at the half-elf, the frenzied light in his eyes was at least temporarily suppressed under the wise calm.

The half-elves turned to move forward, Sio following closely behind, their steps without hesitation, as if they were sure of their direction.

Scott deliberately took a few steps behind, grabbed Is, and whispered in his ear, "Look at Karen." ”

"Half-elf?" Eth glanced at Calebrynn's skinny back in confusion, "Not the old man?"

“...... Both look at the dots. Scott sighed helplessly.

The stubborn half-elf priest looked normal, but Scott noticed his slightly trembling fingertips. Whatever lurks deep within the harsh old shaman, it seems to have the same effect on the half-elves, but Scott and Ise don't feel it in the slightest.

"I'm dying. ”

Scott's calm voice echoed in Scott's ears again.

"Anyway, be careful. Scott's tone involuntarily became heavy, and he patted Is's shoulder and chased after the half-elf.

Along the way, the crystals gradually turned from small flowers to huge fangs, or sharp claws, as if they were growing out of control, staggering high above their heads, making Scott feel like he was walking in a crystal palace, full of admiration and fear that the ornate roof would collapse on their heads. Some shattered crystals fell at their feet, proving that his fears were not unfounded.

It's easy to get lost walking between these crystals, they look like trees in the forest, this bush is the same, even denser than the trees, and the figures reflected in them are more likely to confuse people.

But Celebrian's footsteps barely stopped, and they grew faster and faster, and finally Scott had to catch up with him, and Iss also quickly grabbed Sio, who was straight in the eyes and continued to move forward as if no one was around.

The half-elf turned his head to glare at Scott, his almost transparent silver-gray eyes shining unusually bright.

"Karen!" Scott cried out as he grabbed his shoulders with both hands, looked straight into his eyes, and snapped, "what the hell is going on?!...... If you dare to say, 'I'm fine,' I'll knock you out and drag you out, and I'll do what I say!"

Cele Brian's eyes were in a trance for a moment. He lowered his head slightly, and was silent for a while before speaking, with a subtle annoyance in his tone: "This is a trap. ”.

The smooth and flat stone surface seems to have been carefully polished, and the faint glittering runes seem to be condensed from crystal powder, deeply embedded in the stone notches, and the runes are surrounded by large and small circles, which are intertwined with each other, seemingly irregular, but connect all the intersecting dots to form a swirling symbol. A fist-sized gem hovered above the symbol, slowly spinning, countless facets reflecting a circle of crystals that looked like giant trees around it.

"That's it. Celebrion whispered, a subtle tremor in his voice, "Stop." ”

Scott watched the wonderful scene from afar, and for a moment he was a little fascinated. They were now standing on a high ground, and beyond a forest-like crystal, they could already see the gem clearly, absorbing the light, and at the same time radiating it, changing a thousand colors that were indescribable, and as if it were consistently pure, as clear and transparent as freshly melted snow, without a trace of impurities.

Everything in front of him proved Kellerbrian's suspicion that it was a trap.

The Soul Trap, like a whirlpool, can entangle all ownerless souls, imprison them in precious stones, and the crystals with magical powers enhance its power, and the souls wandering in this ice field cannot resist its temptation, which is why shamans can no longer summon the souls of their ancestors.

This trap has no effect on living creatures. Life is the best protection for the soul, just as the soul is the best guide to life. If it weren't for being so close, Si'o's soul that was about to leave his body would have only felt faintly about it, and he had taken it as a call from his ancestors, just calmly waiting for death to come. When he inadvertently mentions it to Celebrian, the Half-Elf Priest ponders for a moment, telling him that it might help them find the vanished souls.

And they did. But Scott suspects that the half-elf knew it was a trap in the first place, and suspects that he can sense the same temptation, even though the hidden truth behind such speculation makes his heart flutter.

Cele Brian gently broke away from Scott, who had been clutching his arm, and groped for a dark red fruit from his waist bag, crushing it with all his might, drawing invisible symbols in the scattered red powder, and whispering a long list of incantations.

A series of tiny runes appeared in the air, they shimmered, and they wrapped around the heads of the half-elves in turn, connecting end to end into a halo, and then slowly disappearing as if blown away by the wind.

"It's okay now. He said, "The power of this spell can be a barrier to the soul." ”

It was originally a mind-protecting spell, but it could also be used in the current situation.

Scott stared at him for a few moments, until the half-elf began to glare at him angrily, and then hesitantly withdrew his protective hands at his side.

"Can I give this old ...... Is this old man coming too?!" Iss twisted Si's arm hard, resisting the urge to punch him in the head as the old man struggled with a low voice.

"This spell can only be used on oneself. The half-elf rubbed the remaining red scraps on his fingers, "And there's not enough material." We need to fix it as soon as possible. ”

Most spells have a certain duration, and the more complex they are, the shorter they will last.

Scott suddenly turned around and struck Sao on the head with the hilt of his sword. Iss dragged up the old shaman, who rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, glaring at Scott with a little dissatisfaction - why could he knock!

"There's no time. Scott explained justifiably.

Keller Brian lowered his head and laughed silently.

"Be careful. As Scott drew his sword and walked towards the trap, he spoke, "Whoever set this trap cannot be left unprotected. ”

Even though this place was secluded enough, if it weren't for the hole that the Ice Plains Worm had drilled, even the Half-Elves and Si'O could feel its presence, and even if there was an ice dragon for them to drive, it would be extremely difficult to find this place if it were not for the hole that other creatures could not reach.

Isis carried the old shaman on his shoulders and followed Scott, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

As a child, he had fantasized countless times about going on adventures with his brother, where they would fight side by side, destroy the most terrifying monsters, and see the most incredible landscapes - and now, that is more or less a reality, right?

Although from the heights, they were not much away from the trap. But once inside the crystal forest, it is not so easy to find a path.

In the end, the impatient Iss threw Si O aside, and without even a warning, he turned into an ice dragon, and beside his huge body, the crystal that had grown for thousands of years was squeezed, and with a crisp sound, it shattered and fell to the ground.

"Get out of the way!" it roared.

Scott shook his head helplessly and stepped aside, watching as the ice dragon waved its claws and long tail to carve out the shortest path in the roughest way.

"This is long overdue!" the ice dragon's tone was a little smug, as if he hadn't noticed the two silver-white figures leaping high from the crystal and pounced on its neck.

"Is!!" Scott roared, the half-elf's spell sounding almost simultaneously, and a white light fell from the sky like a silent thunderbolt, striking one of the sneak attackers without affecting his movements in the slightest.

The half-elf raised half of his eyebrows - it was a rare occurrence that his magic was useless.

The ice dragon tilted its head in time to avoid one, and its powerful long tail shook off the other. The force was enough to shatter the rock, but the figure that fell into the crystal cluster jumped to its feet almost immediately, spewing a fireball at the ice dragon, as if it had not been harmed at all.

The ice dragon folded its wings and looked in amazement at the two guys, who were only slightly taller than humans, their whole bodies shimmering with a silvery-white luster like it, and their bodies were engraved with countless runes, and that familiar appearance brought back bad memories for it.

Although slightly petite and obviously different in material, these two guys look like brothers to the Iron Golem who broke his right arm and two ribs in Toom's chamber before.

"Golems that can resist and cast magic...... "Half-Elf muttered, "it's not easy to make something like this. ”.

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