Maybe it's because of the civilization of Warcraft, the mechanism here is not complicated, it's just a simple secret language written in strange words, straightforward and simple, without any twists and turns, which is very in line with the personality of Warcraft.

However, although it is simple and straightforward, it is not so simple to decipher, because these strange words happen to be the inheritance text of the ancient Warcraft clan, which is very different from the text of the human race, and the ordinary human race is absolutely confused when they see it, and they can't be deciphered anyway.

However, these Terrans did not include Ilan, and of course, if he hadn't obtained the ancient inheritance of Russell and Clarkson, let alone opened this mechanism, he would not even be able to read these words, let alone ensure his own safety.

Although he experienced the battle of nine deaths and lives that was almost occupied by the dove, the benefits are not without benefits, at least the words left by these Warcraft civilizations can no longer be difficult for him.

Of course, even if you understand these words, it is not very easy to open this mechanism.

Perhaps due to the confidence in the strength of his own race, and the worship of strength, this huge millstone is very difficult to rotate, after all, Ilan's physical strength is still slightly insufficient compared to the monster, he can only turn the millstone little by little, aim at each letter that needs to be spelled, and then put together a finished phrase - unlock the prison. At this point, this grinding disc feels a bit like a cipher disc, except that this cipher is directly put into words, of course, provided that you have to be a Warcraft clan and have received the ancient heritage of Warcraft.

This simple spell is extremely long to describe in the words of the Warcraft clan, and it doesn't match their simple minds.

"Hmph, it's just four words to unlock the prison. It is necessary to turn so many characters, could it be that ancient Warcraft was once more complex than the human braincase. It's a bit unbelievable. ”

The job made him breathless.

The huge grinding disc was finally spelled out with unmistakable accuracy in a creaking sound, and at the same time. Ilan's mouth also followed the letters, and the short incantation was pronounced accurately and unfamiliarly, and the ancient elemental power enveloped the entire millstone, turning it into a dreamy blur, emitting a colorful dazzling light.

The spell needs to be chanted in the language of Warcraft to be opened, so to speak, even if you can barely find the secret language from the text, if you don't know the pronunciation of the language. It's also going to be a failure.

In this way, the confidentiality work is still very strict.

Ilan slowly accumulates his strength and pushes.

The whole millstone slowly moved, turning and rising in the dazzling brilliance, and finally, an empty moon portal was revealed in the original disk, and a hazy moonlight swayed on Ilan's body, as if the mother's big hand caressed. It gives people a sense of intimacy and warmth back to the cradle. It's as if the soul is sublimating, like a dream.

"The secret language fits. There is no danger. Ilan's instincts told him that there was no sense of oppression that the crisis was coming, which made his uneasy heart finally let go.

Quiet. Silent.

When the passage was opened, the grinding disc stopped displacement, and the whole world fell silent. It's silent.

It's very weird.

Then a cold air hit the face, and the temperature plummeted.

"It's cold. It's like that sea of ice, what the hell is this place? "Ilan was chilled all over his body. Shivering. This forced him to wrap the wolf skin around his body again.

The circular moon portal faintly reveals a bright light.

He walked slowly.

It is empty, far away, and the sky is high and cloudy.

A huge space unfolded before his eyes, which was simply incompatible with a cage for criminals.

"Is this also a place of confinement?"

Surprised, puzzled.

Ilan's complexion was extremely exciting.

Everything in front of him completely subverted Ilan's cognition, this closed space cage didn't look like a cage at all, it was simply a boundless small world.

Freedom and ease, the sky is full of comfort.

There was a huge dragon in this small world.

This is a dragon of the West.

A dragon in captivity.

The dragon reluctantly crouched on the ground, its large, heavy chains binding it tightly to the ground.

The dragon was very large and powerful, and he had four strong, thick legs, like pillars that covered the sky. It is covered with beautiful and mysterious patterns and scales, and its toes are like eagle's talons, shining with a crystal cold light, which is eye-catching.

His body was thousands of miles away. The back winds like a wide mountain. The whole body is like a clear aqua-green jade, crystal clear. It is even more fully armed, with dozens of bone spurs like swords and halberds, and the cold light of Sen Sen can reflect the image.

A pair of huge wings spread out, with several sharp claws at the ends of the wings, allowing him to attack enemies with his wings in the air or in a dive.

However, the amazing thing is that such a huge dragon is still trapped here.

Countless thick chains pierced through the bones of the ice dragon, holding it firmly in the center of this small world. The chains were tight, making it difficult for him to move even a little.

"I'm afraid these chains aren't ordinary, they should be very powerful artifacts." Elan's eyes lit up, looking at this dragon that was at least a lower god-level.

Compared to this terrifying ice dragon, Ilan's small body was so small that he could only look up. The so-called Alpine Yangzhi probably refers to this situation.

Coercion. A great coercion pressed against Elan's somewhat emaciated body.

"The power of the gods is really strong, this is a qualitative difference. Even if it is not specifically targeted, this powerful coercion is still difficult to match. ”

Hobble.

Ilan looked up at the dragon, moving his steps a little. Draw closer to the dragon.

A huge dragon head, two cold and shining star eyes, emitting a sword-like red light, looked at Yilan like a doll. The head of his skull is even more prominent, with a thick and sharp single horn in the middle, and the auxiliary horns on both sides are like crescents, exuding a surging evil aura.

A large mouth with interlaced teeth was chewing on the gray-backed wolf roasted by Elan, swallowing it with relish.

The dragon stared at him with some contempt, but not much malice, not with the expression of staring at its prey. After all, Ilan's body is too small to fit this big guy's teeth.

Although the entire dragon was unable to move slightly due to the pull of the chains, the dragon power faintly emanating from his body was also condensed as substance.

Viscous as liquid.

Ilan struggled like a drowning man.

Tough and slow.

According to Ilan's memories, this is an ice dragon, a different species of the frost dragon. Dragons are also majoring in the ice element, but their talents and powers are more pure and domineering, and the environment they live in is even more cold, even at absolute zero, they are treated as nothing. (To be continued.) )