Chapter 103: The End of Dragon City (I)

"Hey, Isaac, Isaac wake up, can you hear me?!"

A vaguely familiar voice came from far away, but Isaac didn't bother with that at all.

It had only recently been that he had heard Mentor Dalton Candle finish a wonderful lesson with that stereotyped, unchanging expression - no, rather brilliant and extraordinary, far beyond his own comprehension...... It's even completely different from the existing occult system!

Of course, the gifted Isaac Grantham wasn't some kind of potato with a water in his head, or some stupid alchemist - he knew very well that the reason why he had such phantom memories was because the spiritual temple instinctively protected his consciousness and accessed this completely alien knowledge in a way that he could accept.

"Isaac, hey, did you hear me, wake up!"

It was a pleasure to meet Mentor Dalton again... But if he could, Isaac would have preferred to teach him the 'First Wizard' Logan...... After all, a great genius will always have to be able to understand each other only if another great genius can understand the other.

He still remembers the first time he saw Logan's story at Ebolden, and he felt a special sense of intimacy... Amazing talents, unforgettable memories - most importantly, alchemy, potions, herbs... These unpopular disciplines have nothing to do with Rogan's half-dime.

A true genius will only focus on the core of the problem, how can he care about these trivial pediatrics......

"Hey, Isaac, you're still alive, aren't you? I can see your saliva coming out of your laughter......!

"It's noisy! Uh, Lusen?!"

Isaac, who was disturbed by his good dreams, got up frantically, looked at the gray-headed and dirty face that came into his sight in front of him in surprise, embarrassed guy, and excitedly hugged the gray-eyed boy who had not yet reacted tightly in his arms:

"Holy Cross, his grandmother, Lusien, you are still alive, you are really alive!"

Don't be surprised to be like that... The gray-eyed boy with bruises pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled helplessly, and gently patted Isaac's back.

Although I also wondered why I was able to defeat that dragon hunter......

At the moment of the final swing of the sword, Lusen's consciousness had fallen into a complete coma, and when he woke up, all he had left in front of him was a pile of bones wrapped in broken armor, and a dragon hunter's greatsword that was still unmatchedly sharp.

It is ironic that the "knight" who was once able to hunt dragons was finally defeated by his own humble little Elemon man with an even more inconspicuous dagger.

Maybe this is also the will of the other party... A trace of complicated emotions flashed in Lusen's eyes, and he had the impression that this dragon hunter was indeed different from the other guards, and he did not act like a controlled puppet in any way, and every attack was in his own standing state, and he never took advantage of the moment he fell to the ground to sneak attack him.

A dragon hunter who has survived for thousands of years in the form of bones and golems and lost his dragon, and his ultimate wish may be nothing more than a way to die like a warrior at the hands of an enemy's sword......

"Wait, wait, wait......" Isaac, who was still excited just now, came back to his senses as if he suddenly remembered something: "Why am I here?!"

"That's what I'm going to ask, right?!"

The gray-eyed boy sighed helplessly: "Didn't you go to the Dragon King Tower with His Excellency Loren, why did you fall on the long bridge outside the Pillared Palace?"

"And Loren, where the hell is he now?!"

"Don't ask me, I don't know why!" Isaac's eyes widened, and he looked at Lusen with a natural expression, "If I have to say anything, I only remember that my last memory in the Dragon King's Tower was a certain voice." ”

"Some... Voice?"

"That's right, it's weird and I can't explain it clearly, I... In short, everything that happened in the Dragon King's Tower was very strange!" Isaac showed a very cramped expression: "I have been exposed to a lot of knowledge that I have never been exposed to, a completely different occult system, and it feels like learning everything from scratch!"

"And then there's that voice... I can't really remember what it said, but it seemed to leave a strange thing in my spiritual hall, like... It seems like a library that doesn't exist, or a memory that doesn't belong to you at all - wait, you can understand what a spiritual temple is, right?"

"I don't understand, and I don't intend to understand. ”

The tired Lusen replied angrily, frowning: "Anyway, we have to find Lord Loren as soon as possible, and then leave from here and return to the Valley of Bloodbones to meet His Highness Brandon." ”

As he spoke, the gray-eyed boy looked around vigilantly - from the beginning, the originally noisy Dragon King City suddenly became quiet, not only around, but also behind him, and the voices of the guards were no longer heard.

This eerie dead silence is simply creepy.

Isaac, who was still in a state of not waking up, just nodded subconsciously, and the two of them helped each other in the direction of the Dragon King's Tower, limping over.

"Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”!!!!"

At this moment, a thunderous sound came from the sky!

The already scarred Rusen was shocked, instinctively pushing Isaac to the ground behind him, clutching the only remaining broken sword in his right hand, his silver-gray pupils staring at the huge shadow in the sky.

Damn, why this time......

The gray-eyed boy who gritted his teeth glanced at Isaac behind him with his peripheral vision, and the pressure in his heart became heavier and heavier; according to the current situation, if the bone dragon pounced down, he would definitely not be able to escape with Isaac.

The roaring dragon still hovered overhead, as if watching its prey, and the two alone on the long bridge were completely shrouded in black shadows.

That's all I have to do... With a heavy sigh, Lu Sien, who was holding the broken sword in front of him, turned his head slightly: "Isaac, you heard me say that I have a plan. ”

"I'll find a way to get that big guy's attention in a moment, and then you can go to the Dragonlord's Tower and find Lord Loren, and then we'll figure out a way to get out of here together. ”

"You only get one chance, so we have to succeed!Isaac, it's all up to you, understand? Isaac... Isaac?"

Lu Sien turned his head, only to find that the guy behind him was completely stunned, staring motionless in the direction of the Dragon King's Tower, and his raised right hand was still trembling slightly:

"I said... Does that guy sound any familiar?"

Well?

The stunned gray-eyed boy instinctively turned his head, and at the end of his line of sight appeared a figure that looked very tired, standing there hobbly, looking up at the towering Dragon King Tower.

With the thunderous roar of the dragon, Lusen's eyes widened suddenly!

"Farnesscist β€”β€”?!"

In the next second, a huge shadow in the sky swept overhead, and the skeleton dragon with its wings spread let out a long groan and flew in the direction of the Dragon King's Tower.

At that moment, the shocked gray-eyed boy suddenly thought of some terrifying possibility, one he had never thought of before.

Could it be... The skeletal dragon wasn't just Nidhogg's guard, like the dragon hunters or the rest of the golems;

Summoned by this priest named Fanesis?!

If so, then ......

Just before he could think it through, the other party had already told Lusen the answer with "practical actions".

With another thunderclap of the trembling dome, the skeletal dragon hovering above the tower opened its bloody jawsβ€”and the next moment, the entire sky was obscured by a blinding golden red!

In an instant, it seemed as if even the air had become hot, and boiling dragon flames fell from the sky, pouring like a burning waterfall towards the towering dragon king's tower!

The sound of roaring and collapsing was heard, and the dragon king's tower, bathed in flames, was shattered little by little, and the pure white masonry gradually turned into a "dazzling" golden red.

The two people on the long bridge who were already stunned turned pale, and the pupils of their widened eyes suddenly contracted:

"Loren β€”β€”!!!!!"