Roar!

A dragon roar that pierced the eardrums and pointed directly at the soul suddenly came from the sky. This is not the cry of the wyverns, but the true dragons—the noble beings who rule over the entire Second Age.

Many people on the ground turned pale and their legs were weak from the huge dragon's roar. Gordon noticed a large shadow coming over them, enveloping the small square they were in in darkness. He looked up and saw six dragons flying over the small square. The dragon, led by a silver dragon and followed by five bronze and bronze dragons, was flying into the distance, and they were greeted by another dragon led by a red dragon.

Twelve dragons began a fierce and fierce battle over the city. A variety of high-level attack spells and terrifying dragon flames cross-bombarded with the roar of the dragon. A series of dragon roars and explosions shook the crowd on the ground like a heavy hammer, making their hearts almost jump out of their throats.

In addition to the terrifying battlefields in the sky, the battle on the ground is also fierce. From time to time, the flames of the sky burst from all over the city, as if to bake the entire sky red.

The shouts of killing were deafening, as if they were ringing in their ears. Everyone in the adventurous party had a feeling in their hearts, as if a block away there was an incomparably bloody, incomparably fierce battle going on.

How can it be!?

Why did the city, which had been calm just now, as if it had been sleeping in the ice and snow for nearly 10,000 years, suddenly fall into a large-scale war?

Gordon realizes that the city is far from being as simple as it seems. They're afraid they've entered a terrible place.

For this completely unknown contingency now, Gordon thought about it. The decision is to wait and see, and take one step at a time.

So he nodded to the young Fagis centurion and said, "I see. Please also lead us to the barracks. ”

"Of course, it's my obligation." Fagis beamed. "Although you free mercenaries and our regular army participate in the battle for different purposes, since we are all in the same camp and fighting together against the evil Tiamat lackeys, then we are comrades-in-arms!"

Gordon could see that this Fagis had not yet been contaminated with the bad temper of the veteran's oil, and was still a hot-blooded young man with idealistic colors. Such a soldier, if he has an appetite, should be very easy to deal with.

So, a group of dragon knights took to the air again. Others flew off into the distance and threw themselves into battle again. Faggis stayed behind to guide Gordon and his party.

Along the way, Centurion Fagis was telling Gordon about the current battle in Seanzu.

Three days earlier, the army of the Five-Colored Dragonborn had gathered the superior strength of three legions and launched a massive assault on Seanzu. Because the commander-in-chief of the other party, the Red Dragon Titanis, used a powerful artifact, the outer city wall of the guide was lost. The Gold and Silver Wings had to shrink into the city, using brutal and bloody street fighting to slow down the enemy's attack.

After receiving urgent reinforcements from the rear, the Metal Dragonborns immediately organized a counterattack. The situation has led to a tug-of-war between the two sides occupying half of the city.

Gordon knew that the battle situation described by the other party actually took place in the distant Second Age period, and had nothing to do with them, the latecomers of the Fourth Age. But in order to gather more information. In order to understand the current situation, he still listened carefully to the other party's words.

Soon, the shouts of killing and explosions faded away. Gordon and his party came to the rear of the battle line.

The location of Faguis's Wyvern Knights of the Hundred was originally home to the famous University of Magic in the city of Seanzu. Today, it is occupied by a large group of soldiers. In addition to the Wyvern Knights hundred, there were five hundred archers. One thousand light infantry, six hundred heavy infantry, and light cavalry and heavy cavalry that add up to about five hundred. More than 40 teachers and students who were originally studying and working in the University of Magic were also recruited into the army and sent to the battlefield as field mages.

"Master Lindeman, don't you think it's weird here?" Aziz lowered his voice and said to Gordon.

The latter nodded: "I agree with you. ”

On the surface, it was a busy barracks, full of soldiers who were busy with their own affairs and running back and forth. All kinds of ordnance and materials were scattered but orderly piled up all over the barracks. The smell of food wafted from the cafeteria, and the groans of the wounded wafted from the medical room.

The accompanying blacksmith mends the armor and sharpens the weapons of the warriors. Not far away, in Zhangli, the Chinese military camp, there was a quarrel between the officers over the battle plan.

However, this busy scene in the army is very strange if it is paired with the old antique building style and the snow that has been piled up for thousands of years but no one has cleared it.

Aziz grabbed his beard and frowned: "These illusions...... Although it's a bit inaccurate for me to call them that. Because illusions in formal magical theories cannot hurt real creatures. But until we know what these beings are and what the city is all about, let's call them 'illusions'. ”

"Agreed." Gordon said, "I just quietly conducted a thorough investigation of that Fagis centurion. I found that the other party belonged to a special being formed by the mixture of spiritual consciousness and arcane energy, and it was not unreasonable to say that it was an illusion. It's just that it's going to take time, maybe a lot of time, to figure out what's going on in the city. And why are these visions still going on in that war that has long ended? ”

"It's as if time has stood still in the whole city." Aziz added.

As a mage, Gao felt that he was really lucky to have a peer like Aziz to discuss with him when he encountered such an unsolvable mystery. Others, such as the Golden Moon Sword Master, although their combat power is very strong, and they can even be said to be superior to Gordon, but she can't do anything about the current problem that requires using her brain and relying on knowledge to solve.

Soon, Gordon and his party were assigned to a classroom by Centurion Faggis as a temporary resting place. In other classrooms nearby, there are also free mercenaries like them. It's just that those are just illusions, and only they, the lonely travelers in the city, are real living people.

After settling down and there was no danger for the time being, Master Jin Yue decided to let everyone split up and go to this military camp to investigate and see if they could find useful clues.

Gordon acted with Ji'er and Venia as a matter of course.

Led by Gordon, the three of them decided to search the university's library first. Although it had been two epochs since the library had not been destroyed in the war, it would have decayed and deteriorated over time, but Gordon decided to go there and have a look.

Because the library, as a temple of knowledge and a place of preservation, is often built very strongly, with excellent fire and theft prevention measures, and with a little modification, it is a very strong defensive building.

No one knows the outcome of the Battle of Seanzu, which has been annihilated in the historical records, but Gordon knows that if the war is unfavorable, the library will become the last bastion to be held in the entire barracks. He might be able to find useful information in it.

After melting some of the snow piled up outside the library with her burning hand, Ji'er kicked open the window and climbed into the house. Looking at her more and more proficient movements, Gordon couldn't help but sigh that the Phoenix family's unworldly daughter has now grown into an excellent adventurer.

"It's so musty......" Ji'er clenched her nose and looked at the empty and old hall on the first floor of the library.

There is no doubt that no one has been here for a long, long time. Because of the low temperatures, there are no insects in the house, and there are no ruins of the large number of cobwebs that are usually common in ancient buildings.

Venia glanced out the window, the busy and lively scene of the military camp, and the silence in the library, which had been dusty for thousands of years, and time seemed to stand still, formed a stark contrast.

"What a bizarre world...... she shook her head, and walked over to Gordon. Maybe only by being by her fiancé would Venia feel safe.

Gordon cast a lighting spell, and the three of them searched the massive structure from the bottom up, starting from the first floor.

After the first search, the three found nothing. But Gordon wasn't discouraged. He began a second, more detailed search, using a series of detection spells. The hard work paid off, and on the west wall of the third floor of the library, he found the entrance to a secret passage hidden by the constant illusion.

He was the first to enter the secret passage, and soon found a secret room.

In this secret room with an area of about fifty square meters, dozens of white bones lay against the wall. There are a lot of food scraps and depleted household items scattered on the ground. With just a glance, Gordon was able to almost restore the original scene in the secret room: - For some reason, these people were not allowed to enter the secret room, and finally for subjective or objective reasons, they were never able to leave, and finally ran out of all supplies and were trapped here.

Gordon didn't examine the thought-provoking skull first, but instead set his eyes on the center of the chamber.

A skeleton dressed in a white gold-rimmed ornate mage robe lay on top of a large pile of neatly stacked stone slabs, as if it was protecting these things before dying.

At the time of the Akhorhia Empire, before the invention of paper preservation solutions during the time of the Magic Empire of Netherduran, the intellectuals of the Dragonborn Empire believed that although paper was convenient, it was easily damaged, and only stone tablets could record the knowledge that had been passed down for a long time. (To be continued......)