There is the world of ice and snow monsters, and the ice howls that are rarely seen now are the most common monsters there, at least they all have strength close to the legendary level, and the more powerful ice and snow banshees, snow giants, frost dragons and other desolate monsters are not a few, and there are many powerful existences whose strength is close to the holy domain.

Not to mention those powerful demonic beasts that exist at the top level, just the most ordinary ice howls are enough to destroy a so-called elite army of human beings. At the beginning of the Dragon Mountain Range, Lin Li encountered an ice howl of more than ten levels, and that ice howl once caused the elite bandit army organized by the city lord of Roland City to return. And in the Dark Ages, Rock Danmo, a dozen levels of ice howls can be regarded as the lowest level of demonic beasts.

Don't expect Warcraft to abide by the boundaries drawn by humans, sentry posts like Rog's on the border have always been a favorite place for Warcraft. At the same time, it is also the place where the sentinels are replaced most frequently, or it cannot be said to be replaced, but it is just stationed, constantly stationed. If there is a record of stationing, perhaps one will find out that a small sentry, at some point, has theoretically stationed a large army.

Rogge came to this sentry and became a sentry who hovered on the line of life and death every day. When he was young, he didn't have much courage to be fearless, and the howls of demonic beasts at night often woke him up and he couldn't sleep again. In fact, if that happened a few days later, maybe Rogge would have been one of the vanished sentinels.

That day, the sixth day of Rogge's arrival at the sentry, was boiling brown rice porridge in a small pot on the stove. In this kind of life that doesn't know when it will become the belly of the monster, the only thing the sentinels can do is not to lose their stomachs first. Hearing the gurgling sound of the cauldron, Rogge picked up the cauldron and walked towards the broken table, where he had experienced countless owners, ready to begin his breakfast.

However, at this moment, there was a violent shaking of the ground, and Rogge did not hold it steady, and a pot of brown rice porridge was all buckled to the ground. However, Rogge couldn't care about going to his own breakfast, such an anomaly could not be caused by one or two demonic beasts, which reminded him of the terrifying Kuroshio in the legend.

Rogge waited until the earthquake had subsided a bit, then he got up from the ground and cautiously poked out of the house. The sentry is built on a high place, in addition to a wide field of vision, it makes people have nowhere to hide at all, and nowhere to escape, in order to prevent the sentry from fleeing for his life regardless of his duties.

At this glance, Rogge breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was no legendary Kuroshio in his sight. It's just that soon, an earth-shattering dragon roar made Rogge almost paralyzed to the ground in fright. You must know that he was still an ordinary person at that time, and it was not easy to be directly scared to death by a dragon roar.

When Rogge followed the sound, he saw a scene that he could never forget in his life in the sky opposite the sentry post.

Dark clouds rolled in the gloomy sky, as if they were about to fall to the ground. And in the rolling dark clouds, an incomparably large black dragon flapped its wings that could almost cover a city, as if looking down on the living gods, and people couldn't help but have a heart of worship.

Rogge only knew that the black dragon in the sky was definitely more powerful than all the legendary dragons, because the black dragon's body was even bigger than the most exaggerated legendary dragons. Rogge, who was just an ordinary person at the time, could only judge the strength of the dragon from its size.

Rog nervously hid in the sentry's hut, knowing that the hut would not provide him with the slightest protection, but staying in it would give him a sense of security. Just when Rogge was thinking wildly, guessing the reason for the appearance of the black dragon, he saw a thick dark cloud in the sky, which suddenly seemed to be cut open by a sharp sword, separated to both sides, and a figure appeared in front of the black dragon in the blink of an eye. Judging from the figure's height and size, Rogge vaguely guessed that it might be a strong man among the High Elves.

The Black Dragon and the later High Elves confronted each other in the sky for a moment, and seemed to have something to say, but that was not something that Rogge could know. Then, as if the conversation had collapsed, the black dragon let out a roar, and the thick dark clouds around it were scattered in the roar. And the High Elf, who didn't seem to be going to run, retreated a little, but then began to cast terrifying magic.

At that time, Rogge had never even seen a real magician, but he just heard some country legend about magic, and the "boom" hit it all at once, and the whole person was gone. He looked at the fierce battle in the sky, and he just felt that his heart was beating faster, and as for what magic and power everyone used, it was simply incomprehensible.

For a moment, the sky was filled with the roar of dragons and the roar of magic, and powerful forces continued to erupt, as if they were about to tear the sky apart, and the entire space was shaking incessantly, and the sentry hut where Rog was hiding was not willing to be lonely and let out a crumbling creak.

With the realm of the Dragon of Destruction and the Immortal King, this battle can even be called a god war, and if there is really a mage who can watch from the sidelines, the experience gained can definitely benefit him for life. Even Rogge, although he didn't know magic at the beginning, after becoming a magician, he still always felt something from it when he recalled the scene at that time.

However, not to mention that Rogge was just an ordinary person at that time, he was a legendary mage, and it was very difficult to survive the aftermath of that god-level battle. However, I don't know if it was Rogge's luck or misfortune, but by coincidence, the immortal king's aura of death eroded his body, allowing him to survive the battle, but he could not be called alive.

"The Immortal King was blasted away by the magic of the Destruction Dragon, and flew straight in my direction, although it was still far away, but I was hiding in the hut, but I felt a cold aura suddenly envelop me, and then as if I had a life, desperately burrowed into my body. Later, I learned that it was the breath of death emitted by the Immortal King, and that after that day, I was also eroded by the breath of death, and became an immortal, half-undead creature. Rogge paused for a moment, slightly emotional, if he hadn't been eroded by the breath of death, I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived that battle. It was precisely because of the breath of death from the Immortal King that he embarked on the path of a dark mage, and at the same time, with the memory of that divine war, he continued to improve his strength and go directly to the Holy Domain.

"The Dragon of Destruction unleashed the most powerful magic Doomsday Scourge, and it seemed that at that moment, the entire space was cut off from the world of Anriel, and except for the space of the battlefield, the surrounding area was plunged into a void. At this moment, the Immortal King took out his weapon, which was a quaint bow and seven sharp arrows of varying power. ”

"The first arrow was fired, and the entire space turned red, a burning fire cloud in the sky, and flowing magma on the ground."

"The second arrow was fired, and the temperature of the entire space dropped to the extreme, and the snow fell, but the snow fell into the magma but did not melt, but piled up snowy mountains in the magma."

"The third arrow was fired, and the body of the Dragon of Destruction suddenly lost its luster, as if it had aged a lot in an instant."

"With the fourth arrow, the divine light broke through the void, and the black mist around the dragon of destruction quickly melted like snow in the sun."

"The fifth arrow, that is a darkness deeper than all darkness, even in the black fog of the Dragon of Destruction, it is extremely eye-catching, and a large area of black fog is swallowed up everywhere it passes."

"The Sixth Arrow...... Shot the head of the Dragon of Destruction, I don't know what kind of force it was, it was just a bolt of lightning, and the head of the Dragon of Destruction was shot down. ”

"However, the Dragon of Destruction is worthy of being a guardian dragon capable of competing with the gods, and even if it loses its head, it still bursts out with extremely terrifying power. The Immortal King didn't have time to shoot the seventh arrow, and was wounded by the Dragon of Destruction's counterattack, and the Dragon of Destruction took the opportunity to flee without a trace. That's all I know. Rogge sighed and shook his head, that god-like existence, it really can't be seen with the eyes of mortals, and even the head is gone, and it can still fight back and escape.

Rogge really doesn't know more than Gresco, but it's just a different angle. However, Nefa's face did not show an expression of disappointment, but said: "What happened later, I do know that after the Dragon of Destruction lost its head, it still severely injured the Immortal King, and then fled back to the Blackstone Mountain Range, sleeping in the depths of the Blackstone Mountain Range, wanting to wait for the strength to recover, and then go to the Immortal King for revenge." But in the moment of his sleep, an arrow passed through time and space, killing him completely. ”

"What, is that the seventh arrow that the Immortal King didn't shoot? What kind of arrow is that! "Rog always thought that the Immortal King chased after him and killed the Dragon of Destruction completely, but he didn't expect that it was just an arrow. Lockdanmo is at the northernmost tip of the Light Wind Plain, and where is the Blackstone Mountains, the two places are probably separated by half a continent. What kind of power did that arrow have, and it could shoot the Dragon of Destruction that had entered the depths of the Blackstone Mountains so far away.

"That arrow, as if it did not exist in this world, seemed to be able to penetrate all the shackles of the world. Although the Dragon of Destruction lost its head and exended a great deal of strength in counterattacking and escaping, it still has the strength to stand at the top of this world. But that arrow made him have no time to react, as if the arrow was originally in his fatal point. Nefa relayed the description of the arrow, but in the relay, he couldn't imagine what kind of arrow it was.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and both Nefa and Rog seemed to be caught up in the imagination of the last arrow of the Immortal King.

"Ahem," Lin Li coughed lightly, breaking the momentary silence, and said to Nefa, "Listen to what you mean at the end, could it be that deep in the Blackstone Mountains, Tutankhamun is guarding a whole, or rather a severe, destructive dragon skeleton?" ”

Lin Li remembered that when he used the Dragon of Destruction Crystal to collect the Lord of Darkness in the Dark Throne, Conneris had said that there were no bones of the Dragon of Destruction in this world, and the King of Immortals used all the bones of the Dragon of Destruction in the construction of the seven sky cities after killing the Dragon of Destruction. The only thing left was the eye of a dragon of destruction that hung in the tomb of Osric as a decoration.

However, according to Nefa, the Dragon of Destruction fled back to the Blackstone Mountains and was then killed by the Immortal King with an arrow through time and space. Of course, the Immortal King may have come later and reaped his spoils, so what did Tutankhamun protect. Could it be that the Immortal King harvested the bones of the Destruction Dragon, and deliberately left something for Tutankhamun to watch later?

Nefa shook his head and said, "Then you can only ask my brother, under his protection, I have no chance to see the bones of the Destruction Dragon, so I don't know what it is." ”

"Oh," Lin Li nodded, but then turned his head and asked Rogge, "You saw the Immortal King shoot down the head of the Destruction Dragon, so the Destruction Dragon's head ...... later"

"All I remember is that the head of the Dragon of Destruction fell in the direction of the Plains of Light Wind." Rogge recalled.

Lin Li touched his chin, it was so old, it seemed that even if he knew the exact location, the head of the Dragon of Destruction didn't need to think about it. As for the bones of the Dragon of Destruction, Tutankhamun guards it, and he doesn't worry about it, but it doesn't matter, anyway, there is a complete dragon corpse lying in his ring.

After talking about the divine war that year, Lin Li saw that Rogge's state seemed to be better than before, so he didn't want to miss the opportunity, and took the opportunity to ask Rogge for some of his feelings and some questions after being promoted to level 24. If it weren't for Rogge's guidance at the beginning, even if Lin Li was promoted to level twenty-four, he would only be promoted to level twenty-four, and it would be impossible to obtain that trace of the breath of the Holy Domain. And now, although it can't be said that he has reached the peak of the twenty-fourth level, with just that trace of the aura of the Holy Domain, Lin Li's strength is definitely no worse than that of any legendary powerhouse at the peak of the twenty-fourth level.

In the face of Lin Li's sincere consultation, Rogge did not hesitate to spare his knowledge, and did not have the slightest reservation because Lin Li was not a person from the Dark Temple. Nefa on the side was not willing to be lonely, and he had to interject a few words from time to time, although he mastered the rules of destruction and evil, but the knowledge of the holy domain level was not comparable to Lin Li's now.

Altar of Eternal Darkness, the High Priest of Darkness Sendros, his hands in the wide sleeves of his robe, looked gloomily at the bottom of the altar, the big crack that had closed under the power of the seal. Behind Sendros were the five High Priests of the Dark Council, each with unconcealed worry on their faces.