The shadow mage was about to jump into the lake to search, after all, he needed Dylan's head before he could go back.

But at that moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded in his mind: "Get out!"

At the same time, the masked shadow mage was shocked to find that he had fallen to the ground all at once, his face firmly pressed against the ground, trembling and completely unable to move.

His whole human spirit was completely collapsed at this moment, and he felt that in the face of that invisible coercion, his soul had no resistance at all, and he seemed so small, as if he was an ant in front of a giant beast.

It was a long time before that coercion faded.

The masked mage was drenched by this time, and his face was as pale as white paper. Panting for breath, he slowly climbed up with great difficulty, and as soon as he stood up straight, he felt a wave of dizziness, and his body shook and he almost fell again.

As his consciousness gradually cleared, his feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion gradually receded, and then he looked at the calm lake in front of him with a look of fear, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Although he didn't know what terrible existence was in this lake, he knew very well that if he ventured into the underwater search with his own strength, he would definitely die a miserable death.

He glanced at the mysterious lake with great reluctance, then turned and walked towards the black-backed sword pig and the twin-tailed bobcat, which were still fighting.

......

The north wind is howling, and the fields are vast.

At this time, although the heavy snow has stopped, the temperature is still very low, and the snow cannot melt for a long time.

On the vast wilderness, a team configured by the emperor was hurrying on the trail at this time.

This imperial team is special, because in the middle of the team, there are hundreds of people who are not soldiers. Although these people are not soldiers of the legion, they have a very special status.

Many of them were the Empire's famous foundries, tinkerers, alchemists, and engineers. This time, they were invited by the emperor to go to the Warcraft Mountain.

"Eh, Stephen, did you say that the boss has broken through again? With his talent, I think it is very likely that he has already stepped into the fifth level of strength!" said the fat Donald as he sat on the steady carriage and said to Stephen on the side.

Stephen gave him a blank look and said, "Are you embarrassed to say, didn't the boss explain it before leaving? Let's hurry up and practice magic, so as not to be embarrassed." Look at your achievements in the past month or so, if it weren't for the help of my various alchemy medicines, you might still be at the second level of strength now, and you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the Demon Beast Mountains. ”

The fat Donald pouted: "You still have the face to talk about me? ”

"I'm completely relying on my own efforts, like you, I know how to eat and eat, and even the magician level is eaten by mouth! You have not grown much in the past month or so, except for weight gain! Even if I am also a mage's strength, I still have the identity of an alchemist. Stephen kept taunting the fat Donald.

The fat man was about to retort, but a cold voice came: "Enough!

The two, who were still squeezing each other, suddenly shut their mouths, they didn't dare to talk back to the empire's notoriously violent temper.

It was none other than Dylan's teacher, Rick Spirits, an expert forger in the Garneman Empire.

Not so long ago, the empire recruited casters and other professions throughout the country, and offered high prices. For a time, many casters and alchemists came to the imperial capital.

Originally, the emperor invited Rick as soon as possible, hoping that he would be able to go to the Warcraft Mountains, and offered a sky-high price.

But at that time, Rick flatly refused, and the military herald did not dare to say anything, so he could only leave the Gomore blacksmith shop in disgrace.

However, no one expected that the next morning, Rick took the initiative to find the herald and asked if he still needed a foundry. Naturally, the herald nodded like garlic. Being able to recruit an expert-level foundry like Rick is definitely great news for the Earth Emperor ** group ahead.

To put it bluntly, Rick is still a little worried about Dylan, after all, he is his first apprentice, and possibly the last.

For Dylan's attitude, Rick was impatient at the beginning, then slowly accepted, then gratified, and finally more and more valued, eager to pass on all his life's casting skills to him.

Now, Dylan has been in Warcraft Mountain for a month, and during this time he has not sent a single letter, which makes Rick a little annoyed, and of course more worried.

At this point, Rick frowned, looking ahead at the fog-shrouded place, unable to see the direction of the road at all.

Today's empire has temporarily blocked the news inside the Warcraft Mountains, so ordinary civilians don't know anything about the situation there. They only knew what was going on there, and they had no way of guessing what the situation was.

It is for this reason that Rick, after careful consideration, finally decided to follow the army into the Monster Mountain to see the situation there.

Colin's little head came out of the sack beside Rick and asked Rick, "Uncle Rick, how long will it be before we get there?"

Rick's eyes softened a lot, and he said, "It will take four or five days." ”

Colin looked a little disappointed: "Ahh ”

"You little fellow, the imperial capital is hundreds of kilometers away from the Warcraft Mountains, we have only set off for three days, how can we arrive so quickly!" Rick said helplessly.

For Colin, Rick originally didn't want to take him to the Monster Mountains, but planned to send him to an old friend's house in the imperial capital, after all, the situation on the front line was too complicated during the war. But Colin insisted on coming along, saying that he hadn't seen his brother Dylan for a long time, and that he must go to the barracks to see it, and repeatedly promised not to cause trouble.

Rick naturally knows a lot about Colin's character and knows that he won't cause trouble. And leaving Colin alone in the imperial capital, Rick was indeed a little uneasy, so in the end he could only take it to the Warcraft Mountain with him.

As Rick stared thoughtfully at the fog, a large cage behind their carriage shook suddenly.

The cage was two meters square and covered with a huge curtain. The curtain was blown by the wind, up and down, revealing the scene inside the cage.

But I saw a sharp dragon claw, which hooked a corner of the curtain at this time, preventing the cold wind from blowing it, and the big guy in the cage seemed to be playing.

"Settle down!" snorted Rick into the iron cage.

There was a roar of grievance from the cage, as if complaining that the iron cage was too small.

Rick didn't want to take this guy with him, but all the old friends in the imperial capital didn't dare to adopt it, and in the end, Rick could only bring it with him.

For this matter, the leader of the legion also specially instructed his soldiers to plug the ears of all the horses with cotton cloths, for fear that the sound of the dragon's roar would affect the horses.

In addition, they also covered the iron cage with a curtain, after all, there was a sixth-level demonic beast in the cage. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Hell Codex Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.