Chapter 116: The First Clues

The black clouds fell from the dome like a continuous black mountain, the twinkling stars and the crescent moon were obscured a little, and the only echo between the sky and the sea was the "rumble" of thunderstorms.

As far as the eye can see, it is as if hundreds of parallel steam trains are sounding their whistles in the dark night, turning on the bright lights and speeding from the sky.

On the edge of the "Dark Cloud Road", Newcastle is working hard to control the "Wind Domain", not only dodging unexpected thunder in the clouds, but also carefully discerning the direction of the Sky Island in the dark clouds, and he is almost using the limits of his ability to comprehend to carry dangerous purple thunderclouds.

In the troposphere in the upper altitude, the pale white wind is fighting against the cold wind against the strong atmospheric pressure, and the cloud mountain, which is the size of several football fields, is gradually separated from the "dark cloud road", and Newcastle's two eyes have almost turned pure white, and the breath of wind flows inside.

"Old man, don't you want a thundercloud, I'll send it to you!" Newcastle stretched out his slender body under pressure, his left arm almost stained red with oozing blood, but he ignored it.

"A thundercloud twice the size of the Sky Island, a gift for you. ”

Newcastle was drowned in a sea of wind elementals, and the appearance of his cloak was a little distressing, he had never felt so struggling.

"With great power comes great responsibility..."

Father's words echoed in Newcastle's heart for a long time, as if the back of the tall man was towering in the clouds, he was still so serious, not a word, but in any case it was not to be frightened.

"Wind Spirit, get up!"

Newcastle proudly stood between the sky and the sea like a god of wind, and with his light drink, the wind raged and the waves were raging.

A light smile always appeared on Douglas's lips, and he gazed with interest at the wind-controlling boy the size of a grain of rice in the sky and the thundercloud that was too large to speak.

"So far, this kid seems to have good qualifications, even if he is placed in the Imperial Military Academy full of talents, he can be regarded as the best, I don't know who trained him like this, I'm really curious, if Max didn't let go of this kid that night, I don't know what kind of sparks he would collide with Li Shiyi and the freshmen of the ability department. ”

There was a hint of regret in Douglas's words.

Then Douglas retracted his gaze, and he listened with a solemn expression.

"Knock knock knock...", a loud sound like a drum came from under Douglas's feet, from the ground of the sea restaurant on the circular platform to be exact, and although it was faint, it was still noticed by Douglas.

"Could this voice be... Heartbeat?!" Douglas muttered to himself, "What kind of horrible creatures are sleeping under this island..."

There was another violent shaking, and the boulders scattered on the hillside tumbled down, the trees swayed, the stone steps broke, and the whole world felt like an earthquake, and the familiar roar radiated from under the island with a near-sweeping momentum.

The flames in the courtyard behind the restaurant on the sea shot up to a height of 100 meters, and then shattered into countless scattered flames, and even the low-altitude drifting clouds were instantly evaporated by the blazing temperature.

"It's really not worrying," Douglas clenched his iron fist, he hadn't really used the fist that earned him the title of "Tyrant" so far, "It's not the first time I've seen an old man of magma this level, the last time I encountered it was on the crater of Arthur's Seat." ”

Douglas stood up from the "Throne of the Gods", the momentum of the overlord climbed again, and the sense of sight like a king directly pressed the "Throne of the Gods" out of the slightest crack, but at this time he was more concerned about the source of those magma.

"Hiss..."

The restless voices of the krakens came from the dense forest on the hillside, they wanted to break through Douglas's overlord momentum, but none of them dared to step forward like animals when they saw fire, because hundreds of kraken corpses had been piled up on the mountain, and this was the best deterrent!

At this moment, dozens of tall figures suddenly appeared on the shore in the distance, and under the summoning of the white kraken, they floated up from the deep sea like ghosts, and walked towards the circular platform on the top of the mountain like a machine, while the white kraken in the shallow sea continued to transmit their "songs" to these dozen unknown creatures through the "giant ear" kraken.

As if influenced by the "song", these creatures pushed forward with no regard for the krakens along the way, and many poor creatures were trampled into meat sauce before they could react, breaking giant trees and crushing rocks along the way, and these tall shadowy bodies seemed to contain explosive power.

"Hmm, what is this?" Douglas stopped and stared, "It looks like there is no sign of life, but it can continue to attack, like a ruthless 'killing machine', when did the Kraken Gate master this technique?"

Even after the fierce wildfire, the unknown creatures did not turn, and they lined up in a neat line like a wall to keep advancing.

The surface of the broken armor was covered with scattered strands of hair, seaweed and barnacles parasitized on it, metal chests and flesh were spliced together, and nearly a hundred steel nails held the torso and mechanism in place.

"Transform people?" the wrinkles in Douglas's eyes converged, and he had to pay attention to this, "It seems a little inappropriate to call them that, a bunch of lifeless walking corpses, where did these Krakens get these things, the ships they attacked or the lost kingdoms under the sea?"

The lifeless transformers didn't seem to be afraid of Douglas's overlord momentum at all, and they stepped straight into the range of the overlord's aura, only with a slight slowdown.

"I thought the Sirens were all creatures with low IQs, but I didn't expect there to be smart ones, and it seems that there is one more item in the library's biology report. ”

Fierce lightning continued to hit the surface of the blue sea, and the thunderclouds were carried by the white wind currents towards the sky above the Sky Island, and as if they were about to arrive, the Krakens seemed to sense the danger signal, and they raised their weapons and bared their teeth to look at the cloud wrapped in thunder and lightning.

"Hey, old man, get out of the way, don't blame me for not warning you if you're accidentally injured by lightning for a while!" Newcasie's voice came from high in the pitch black.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning zigzagically struck a path not far from Douglas, as if deliberately mocking Douglas.

"Stinky boy, believe it or not, the old man ripped you off the sky!"

"What? You old man has the audacity to do this? haha. ”

"You'd better be honest with me, otherwise I won't rule out selective amnesia, especially what I promised you. ”

"Stinky old man, count yourself ruthless!"

"Okay, I'll leave this to you for the time being, I'll go to the house and rest for a while. With that, Douglas wanted to leave.

"Are you sure this plan is foolproof, what if it fails?" Newcastle's voice grew closer, apparently leading the thunderclouds towards the sky above Sky Island.

"Not sure," Douglas scratched his chest lazily, "isn't there still you, the old man believes that you will be able to handle all kinds of emergencies." ”

"Old man, you deliberately tricked me!"

"The old man doesn't have that kind of spare time, because you have that ability, that's why the old man trusts you," Douglas waved his hand with his back to Newcastle, "By the way, there are a few strange-shaped transformers coming here under the hillside, try not to hurt them, just cut off the connection between the controller and them, and I will be useful in the future by keeping these guys." ”

"You should tell Lightning about this kind of thing, their indiscriminate attacks are not something I can control. ”

"Hey, what was the thing I promised you, and why did you suddenly forget it?"

"Sora has the face of an old man, but he is completely a ruffian!" Newcastle has 10,000 alpacas galloping in his heart, "I'm afraid of you!"

"Hehe, it's over, stinky boy, then I'll leave it to you here. ”

The sound of whimpering winds and shrill thunderbolts drowned out Douglas's answer and his footsteps as he paced toward the dining room on the sea.

Just after Douglas left, the dark clouds that had accumulated the power of thunder seemed to find an outlet after being freed from the shackles, and hundreds of purple lightning bolts fell from the clouds, and the scene like the end of the world was staged in the dark night.

As soon as he entered the Sea Restaurant, Douglas hurried towards the rear courtyard, feeling the sweaty heat before he pushed open the closed door.

"Lao Bu, what's going on here?!" As he pushed the door in, Douglas couldn't help but ask.

However, the sight in front of him did surprise Douglas, he never expected that the so-called rear courtyard was actually the remains of an ancient battlefield, and the nearly ten-meter-high wall protected it.

The traces of the knife and axe are still vivid, and in the middle of the small mound there is an almost diamond-shaped hole, and the flames that can be lit even by stones are bubbling out of the mouth with small streams of magma, and all but a few respected elders among the hundreds of chefs are kneeling facing the hole.

"Well, is the crisis out there resolved?" said Old Brooke, who immediately gathered around Douglas as soon as he saw it.

"What are you doing here?" Douglas was puzzled.

"Calm its anger. Old Brooke explained quietly.

"Who?!"

Old Brooke did not answer immediately, but pointed to a strangely shaped stone sculpture beside the entrance to the cave.

"Judging by its stylistic characteristics, the stone carvings came from the Orient and have stood here since the beginning of the Sea Restaurant, which is precisely the shape of a living being. ”

With that, Old Brooke straightened up and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.