The familiar giant gate is still carved with terrifying murals.

It's just that this stone door is already broken, and a big hole has been broken in the middle, and the gap is sparse, as if it has been directly smashed.

The kayak slowly stopped in front of the stone gate.

McGonagall and Irina both looked a little solemn.

"Looks like we're late, that thing, it's already broken free and out of here." McGonagall held the Tiandu Sword and frowned.

"It's the same aura as that guy outside the City of Chaos, and it's true that it's no longer here." Irina's face was also a little heavy.

The Old Dominator of the City of Chaos had at least given them some time, but this one had broken free and disappeared.

The fear of the unknown is the most headache.

"Let's go in and have a look."

The kayak passed through the broken stone gate and entered an extremely wide cave.

The searchlight circles around and you can see the cracked cliffs around you, as if you had once experienced a terrible battle, and you can also see some remnants of ancient runes.

Looking at the marks left on the stone walls, McGonagall smelled something unusual.

The searchlight shone into the water, and through the clear water, you could see the broken sealing formations and broken chains below.

Suddenly, the light from the searchlight reflected a bright light at the bottom of the water.

Irina grabbed it in the air, and a palm-sized silver dragon scale flew out of the water and landed in her hand.

"It's the scales of the Frost Dragon." Irina stared at the dragon scales for a while, "The breath is not very old, it should have fallen in recent years." ”

"But before Douglas said that the Frost Dragon didn't know anything about it, why did the Frost Dragon's scales appear here? Judging from the traces left on the cliff face, it should be that there is a frost dragon in this place who fought a battle with the old ruler, and its strength is not below level ten. McGonagall frowned.

The two looked at each other and said almost at the same time, "Lancaster!" ”

As the strongest clan in the dragon clan, in addition to Douglas, the top powerhouse, there is actually a powerhouse in the Nolan continent - Lancaster.

Lancaster's story is legendary, from a bastard son who was spurned by the Golden Dragons and the Frost Dragons, to a counterattack all the way up the bloody path to the Frost Throne.

Alex was in the limelight that year, and he didn't taste defeat, but he didn't win every duel.

In McGonagall's memory, the battle with Lancaster was one of the toughest battles Alex had ever encountered, and in the end, the two sides did not really separate the winners and losers, but rather had a bit of heroic sympathy.

Therefore, in terms of actual combat ability, Lancaster should still be above Douglas.

If there was any other frost dragon in the world that could fight the Old Dominator, the only one McGonagall could think of was Lancaster.

Moreover, Lancaster is Elizabeth's father, who suddenly lost contact with him more than three years ago.

If he had come here three years ago and fought against the Old Dominators......

That timeline is exactly right.

"There's no dragon bones here, just a dragon scale, so where did he go?" Irina frowned.

"That's why it's going to be a big family show: 'Where's Daddy?' It's time to decrypt it. McGonagall frowned as well.

Since the old ruler here can break the seal, it can be seen that the strength is not weak, no matter how strong Lancaster is, it is impossible to overturn it with a single dragon.

What's more, it makes no sense to hide for three years without showing up, and he doesn't even contact his own daughter.

Irina looked around the cave and speculated: "Judging from the hole in the gate, the old ruler has a higher chance of winning the battle in the end, and as for Lantiste, he will either be defeated and devoured, or he will become a slave of the old ruler, and the probability of escape is not high." ”

"Either way, this is not a good thing for the Nolan Continent, an old ruler who has broken free from the seal is tantamount to an unsheathed sword hanging over everyone's head." McGonagall pondered for a while, then looked at Irina and said, "I think we should inform all the clans about this, if there are other old rulers on the Norlan continent who are sealed, once they are unraveled, I am afraid it will cause a catastrophe that you and I are unable to stop." ”

"Well, and we should be more wary of the half of the Old Dominators outside of the City of Chaos, which is as difficult as an octopus head, and if they fit together, I'm afraid we won't be able to do anything about it." Irina nodded.

McGonagall thought to herself that the octopus monster had now become a high-quality ingredient in the kitchens of the housewives of the City of Chaos, and that it was a far cry from the old rulers in style, but she nodded, once Cthulhu was merged, he was not very sure that he would be able to stop it outside the seal.

McGonagall said: "I'm afraid it's too late to mention it again at the peace conference of the tribes in three days, and when we go back today, we will go to see Michael, and ask him to inform the strong people of all tribes, and let the representatives of all tribes come here to find out, so that we can discuss countermeasures at the peace conference in three days." ”

"It's fine." Irina nodded, took out a shadow stone, and threw out a few lighting balls, recorded the situation in the cave, and prepared to leave with McGonagall in a kayak.

"Wait a minute!" As the boat reached the stone gate, McGonagall suddenly shouted, rowed the boat close to the cliff, grabbed the searchlight and shone it on the wall, found a deep groove, hesitated for a moment, slashed twice with the Tiandu sword, and several stones fell, revealing a silver token nailed to the stone wall.

McGonagall reached out and took off the token, a half-foot-long token, made of cold iron, and a layer of frost condensed into her hand.

A lifelike Frost Dragon is engraved on the surface of the token, and three large characters are written on the other side: "Frost Order!" ”

"Sure enough, it's him." McGonagall sighed lightly, this was the identity token of the Frost Dragon Clan Patriarch, owned by Lanxter.

Such an important thing was nailed to the stone wall, most likely because its owner deliberately wanted to keep it.

"Perhaps, I should give this token to his daughter." McGonagall put away the Frost Order and said softly.

Irina was silent, urging the kayak to swim up the river and out of the cave.

The kayak left the cave, and the warm sun fell again, driving away some of the gloom in my heart.

McGonagall looked at Irina, who was standing at the bow of the boat, and smiled a little reluctantly, "Sorry, it seems that I chose a not very good vacation spot." ”

"I chose the fireworm cave, and the kids like it, and I like it." Irina looked back at McGonagall and smiled, "You don't want to take this credit." ”

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