An eerie sound of footsteps came from behind the main entrance, and there were more than one.

The black-haired wizard who was tense in his heartstrings peeked out from the edge of the gap, and Lusen on the side also covered Isaac's nose and mouth, and couldn't help but turn his cheek slightly, and the vision of his silver-gray pupils passed through the gap in the door.

It was not unforeseen that the three of them would encounter such things as guarding and resistance, and even if the Dragon King City, which had been lost for thousands of years, had to have defenses against outside invaders, even if it had been reduced to ruins.

What's more, this is the back gate of the royal city, and behind it is an elevated promenade that connects to the outer city walls - even if you encounter the legendary "dragon hunter", it seems that there is nothing surprising.

In legend, the warriors of the wilderness who hunted dragons with "great swords", "spears" and "heavy bows"... The black-haired wizard clutched the hilt of his sword to stop the sweat in his palm.

But when the figure in the distance appeared in front of the eyeliner, Loren and the gray-eyed boy were stunned almost at the same time.

It was two unusually thin-looking figures, even thinner than normal human soldiers, walking side by side in the direction of the elevated corridor, as if they were mechanically patrolling the surroundings.

But what really surprised them was not these, but the "dress" of the two "guards".

The black and heavy armor was constantly rubbing against metal, underneath it was lined with a slightly thicker black uniform and cloak, a heavy sword hanging from his waist, a kite-shaped shield on his right arm, and a single-bladed halberd held high in his hand......

From head to toe, it's exactly the outfit of the Broken Mountain Fortress and the Legion Rangers!

At the moment when the other party's figure appeared, the excited Lusen almost instinctively wanted to rush out, but was suddenly pressed by the black-haired wizard beside him.

Looking at the other party's uncertain silver-gray eyes, Loren shook his head slightly.

Don't be nervous.

The stunned gray-eyed boy stared at each other, and finally bit his lower lip and lurked behind the stone carving, waiting for the opportunity.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the friction of the armor echoed in my ears, approaching the position of the main entrance step by step.

The black-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed into slits.

Adequate preparation and careful planning must be made before the battle - no matter why these two "guards" are here, they will never be the only "line of defense" in the royal city.

At the very least, be prepared to face several, if not dozens, times the enemy.

The ignition had been used up on the way here, the wand "Tree Heart" was still in the little wizard's hand, and the only thing left was "Bright Silver" and "Spellcaster", plus a bottle of tranquilizer with strong side effects.

How does Mentor Dalton describe it...... Half an ounce will relieve pain, one ounce will completely anesthetize the nerves, and if two ounces are used... You don't have the slightest sense when you die.

If you can, you really don't want to drink this, but considering the next battle ... Loren picked the cork with his thumb and took a sip.

In an instant, the brain seemed to be flushed in an instant, and not only the labor pains of lack of energy, but even the wounds left by the previous battle disappeared without a trace, full of energy!

Damn it... Sooner or later, I'm sure I'll get hooked on this kind of thing.

The stone carving of Lusen watched this scene silently, and never spoke, without asking him, he could guess that Lord Loren was drinking, probably the kind of medicine used to relieve pain or maintain excitement.

It's because of the incompetence of his "wizard guard" that he is so incompetent that he is even very reluctant to protect himself......

The gray-eyed boy who didn't say a word, the hand holding the hilt of the sword became even harder.

"Bang ——!"

The two patrolling guards stopped, and the black-haired wizard and Luson tensed their heartstrings almost at the same time - the other party only had to take two more steps forward, and the three of them were exposed!

Time stood still at this moment, and the two of them held their breath waited for that moment.

The stopped guard did not move on, but turned back in the direction they had come, their expressions moving slightly.

Now is the time——!!!!

In an instant, the cold knight's sword and the bright silver flame of light swept through the air, and the two of them, almost at the same time, rushed to the guards on the left and right flanks.

The next moment, the two "rangers" suddenly turned around and held a one-person-high kite-shaped shield in front of them like a machine, and the black halberd slammed down from the top of their heads!

The movements were perfect to the extreme, and even a real Legion Ranger could not cooperate to such an extent under such a sudden attack.

The expressionless black-haired wizard had already approached within three steps, and at the moment when the black halberd blade fell, it was blocked by Bright Silver at a distance of less than five centimeters from his shoulder.

At the same time, the gray-blue sword light pressed against the halberd, leaving a dazzling afterimage in midair.

Approaching, leaping, turning, splitting——!

The sound of the neck bones and shoulder blades shattering echoed in my ears, and the guard, who had been cut off his head and right arm, fell to the ground weakly without making a sound.

The gray-eyed boy on the side resolved the battle almost at the same time - the moment the halberd fell, the shield in the guard's hand was picked open by his sword, and the cold blade pierced the skull directly from under the palate.

A split second of battle, from the beginning to the end, didn't even take ten seconds.

Gasping slightly, Lusen put his sword behind his back again, and after seeing the "true face" of the enemy who fell to the ground, he looked at the black-haired wizard beside him in disbelief:

"Lord Loren, these people are ......"

"That's right, all of them are genuine Legion Rangers, and the shield also bears the emblem of the Iron Crown of the House de Salion. ”

Sighing, Loren, half-kneeling on the spot, threw his shield aside, and casually lifted the cloak that covered it, revealing bones and skeletons that had long since decayed to the point of being unshaped.

This is the "enemy" who has just fought with them!

"It's just that if you decay into this appearance, at least the 'rangers' from more than ten years ago, or even decades ago. ”

The two who remained in place fell silent almost simultaneously.

"This, what the hell... What the hell is going on?!"

The gray-eyed boy's words echoed in the main entrance hall, and the black-haired wizard who was half-kneeling on the ground was expressionless and slowly stood up.

"Obviously, we're not the 'First Wizard,' the first person to come here after Rogan in the hat. Gently picking up the skull that had fallen from the ground, Loren looked at Lusen, who was still in disbelief:

"Even, it may not be the first wave—perhaps Niederhogg was discovered a long time ago, the fanatical priesthood, the rangers patrolling north, the knights who pursue faith, the wizards who seek wisdom, ......"

"Maybe the places we have stepped on are the valley of blood, the glacial wasteland, the snowy mountains, the tunnels, the city walls, the elevated corridors, the main entrance... Countless ancestors, countless people who went north to find the Dragon King City have visited this place. ”

Among them is the legendary "Black Duke", Lord Roland Turin... The black-haired wizard muttered to himself.

"W-How is this possible?!" Lusen's eyes were still full of surprise and consternation:

"If there are really countless people who have been looking for Nidhogg, then why is Dragon King still just a legend, and why there are even so many people who don't believe in its existence, isn't it too ......?"

The gray-eyed boy wanted to say that this was "ridiculous", but before he could speak, he froze in place, looking at the large and small corpses scattered in all corners of the entire hall in horror.

That's right, it's not ridiculous at all.

If all the people who went north didn't go back, if they all died here and were bound here by some kind of "power" to become Nidhogg's "guards", who would know about the existence of this place?

"I guess... If we can't go back or die here......" The black-haired wizard said lightly:

"What happens to them is probably what happens to us. ”

Lusen looked at Loren silently, wanting to say something, but in the end he was speechless.

The atmosphere was a little low.

"Let's go. ”

With a low sigh, the black-haired wizard solemnly put aside the skull that had been cut off by himself.

Just as he looked up and was about to call Isaac over, the megalomaniac who was originally hiding behind the stone sculpture took the initiative to run out, and desperately pointed behind him, with a frightened expression on his face:

"You two, run——!!!!"