Chapter 87: The Speculation of Isenas
Blandwison tilted his head, looked straight at the open space on the side, and said, "The intentions of the God of Light are not something you can guess. β
Such words were exchanged for only Ent's angry glare.
The team members behind him saw that Brandwisson's mind was fluttering, and hurriedly shouted: "Captain!"
A shout from the team made Brandwisson feel excited, and his attention returned to the battle.
When he came back to his senses, he noticed that the fingers of the steel hammer lying in the middle of the ice began to move slightly, and he immediately knew that he had misestimated the strong vitality of the dwarf, and the series of rapid attacks just now only temporarily made him faint, and he was still a long way from killing him.
If the dwarven commander wakes up and gives him some command over the dwarven's nimble goat ride, the chasing party that has given up the horses on the ice will inevitably be entangled here.
Add to that the girl who popped out of nowhere and the dragon expedition - he had never heard of a girl with such high attainments in command beforeββ they would probably be wiped out here.
In an instant, several plans flashed through Brandwisson's mind.
Combined with the remaining thirty or so team members and the situation on the scene, Brandwison gave up the idea of attacking the steel hammer again, and decisively ordered: "All of them, the sharp knife breaks through... Huh?"
Below the ice, there was a sudden "click" grinding sound, interrupting Brandwisson's command.
Those who heard the sound lowered their heads to find the source of the sound.
Leo's eyes shimmered, and he saw through the layers of ice, grasping the slightest strangeness in the huge cavity under the ice.
The anomaly occurred on a wall of ice.
The sea of ice was melting much faster than the adventure group had speculated, and there was already a slight reflection of the water surface inside the hollow.
With this glimmer of light, Leo saw a few tiny cracks in a wall of ice.
"Click. β
There was another soft thud.
The sound was amplified several times in the cavity, through the ice on the surface, and clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
This soft sound is not the end, but the beginning.
As the crack meandered upward, the sound of the ice wall shattering densely connected like a dull thunderstorm.
The crack stretched so fast that even Leo's eyes couldn't keep up with it for a moment.
By the time Leo caught the end of the crack again, the crack was already more than two people wide at its root, and its head was sticking out of the ice.
In this situation, apart from the fact that the sea of ice is about to collapse, what else can happen?
Leo's face changed drastically, and as soon as he kicked his feet, he rushed at the steel hammer on the ground, and shouted at the others: "Quick! Run to the shore! The ice sea is collapsing! The same goes for the dwarves!"
However, when Leo picked up the dead steel hammer on his back, the dwarven goat rider hesitated in place.
The dwarves had great respect for their leader, and Hammerhammer was unconscious, and the dwarves didn't know whether to continue to surround the Shadow Chase or follow Leo's command.
Leoden was furious and shouted, "Look at the goats under your ass, you stubborn and damned dwarves!"
At this moment, the sensitive bighorn sheep writhed restlessly under the dwarf's seat.
Years of experience in the wild have given the bighorn sheep a very bad sense of danger in front of them, and if it were not for the dwarven riders forcibly suppressing them, the bighorn sheep would have scattered and fled.
After looking at the restless bighorn sheep, out of trust in their companions, the dwarves finally turned their heads one after another and ran towards the sea.
The dwarven retreat took a lot of pressure off Brandwisson.
But the shocking changes in front of him also cost him the opportunity to entangle the dragon expedition.
He took a deep look at the dwarves and ents in the distance, sighed inexplicably, and turned his head to change the instructions of the Shadow Pursuit team.
"All of them, and they marched in a hurry, and staggered forty-five degrees with the dwarves toward the sea. β
In this way, in a sudden situation, Brandwisson's pursuit ended in failure, and the specific whereabouts of the dragon adventure group were lost.
On the other side, among the large army of dwarves, several dwarves brought a few spare goats for Leo to ride.
After Ente sat on the back of the goat, he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and vomited out a mouthful of dirty blood from the boss with a "wow".
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Ente's whole body looked lethargic.
He rubbed his feet against the ice, leaned on the sheep's back, and barely put his hands around the goat's neck to keep himself from falling.
The bighorn sheep is a good size mount for a dwarf, but too small for a tall shield warrior like Ente.
"Ent. Little Paul glanced worriedly at the bighorn sheep that looked like it was about to be crushed.
"Don't worry. β
This is the steel hammer waking up from a coma.
The jolting of bighorn sheep is particularly effective in the treatment of shallow coma.
The hammer's hands rested on the horns of the bighorn sheep, and he struggled to support his body.
"Don't look at the small size of the polar bighorn sheep, it can carry a weight of five hundred catties and jump freely, not to mention that the goats of this cavalry team are carefully bred by us. β
The hammer stood on the back of the goat, and when he looked around and saw that his troops were all turning around and running, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened? What about Brandwisson?"
"To put it simply, because the deep sea of ice crystals is about to collapse, we are going our separate ways. Isennas, who was still in good spirits, explained the situation to Hammer simply and clearly.
"What? The Ice Crystal Deep Sea is about to collapse!?"
Hammer's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe this fact.
Then the sloping ice behind him made Steelhammer choose to believe in Isennas.
He touched the tip of his beard on his chest and cried out, "What have you done, my grandfather's beard?"
"In fact, most of our team was confused by that as well. As he spoke, Esenus turned his gaze to Omoni, "I still want to ask you, old Mo." What the hell happened to you?"
Hearing that the topic shifted to him, Omoni coughed and said with an innocent face: "I don't know, I saw a giant dragon lying asleep in the pile of treasures at the end of that passage, and I wanted to grab something, but I didn't expect that as soon as I picked up the godhead, the dragon shattered into ice chips." β
Omoni looked aggrieved, his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, if it weren't for the fact that Isenus had been suspicious of him in advance, he would have almost been deceived by his performance.
Esenas resisted Omoni's desire, pretended to think for a moment, and said, "Can you describe your story in detail?"
"Of course!" Omoni agreed.
"When I walked into the ice cave, there were a lot of bats rushing at me, and I killed and killed, I don't know how long, and then I came to a huge ice room. Then I use magic - don't make a fuss, dwarf, I'm a wizard. - I illuminated the ice chamber with a magical light, and there a dragon lay there, with countless treasures beneath it, and a godhead in front of her. I saw that she was sleeping soundly, so I tried to get some treasure, but how could there be any godhead in the gold and silver, so I went straight to the godhead in front of the dragon's head. β
"Speaking of which, there are so many bats in that ice cave, and the mosquitoes are not so dense in the summer, and they flew out of the dragon in one go, and pounced on me one after another. Of course, as a wizard, it is only a matter of a few clicks to destroy these bats. β
"After killing an unknown number of bats, I finally touched the cold godhead. I put it away as soon as I could. Then the ice dragon shattered to the ground. Don't ask me, I don't know why, this dragon can't be what it looks like, right? I haven't done anything to him yet. β
Omoni rambled on and on
He asked Isenas meaningfully, "By the way, what's going on over there, why are they all so badly injured?"
"That's a long story. But speaking of which, you also indirectly saved our lives. Isenus smiled.
Esenus automatically ignored most of Omoni's story, and thought about it as he explained what had happened above.
(No, Omoni's story is not logical, and the dragon does not rely on the power of the Godhead, how could he die because the Godhead was taken away?)
Although he realized that something was wrong, Esenas still pretended to think about it after talking about the experience of the upper ice cave and helped Omoni fulfill the lie.
(Now is not the time to expose him, I'll see what he's going to do!)
Isennas, who had a draft in his heart, gradually became serious, and said to everyone: "Judging from the experiences of both sides, the ice dragon we encountered is likely to be a doppelganger of the giant dragon below. And that godhead is most likely an important factor in maintaining the large-scale freezing of this sea area. If not the core element, at least it is an important item. And Lao Mo's actions accidentally broke an important part of it, which may have led to an imbalance of energy, and the dragons up and down suffered a counterattack at the same time, which killed them at the same time. β
Although Leo felt that there was something wrong, out of trust in the intelligence of Isenas, he still nodded, and said with the same pretended seriousness: "I think so too. β
For Leo's echo, Isenas glanced at Leo with a strange expression, turned his head and continued: "And I have some thoughts about the bats mentioned by Lao Mo. Old Mo, do you really see that those bats are flying out of the dragon's body? Are they all dark creatures?"
"I could see very clearly, their eyes were much redder than werewolves. Omoni swore by it.
"That's trouble. β
The steel hammer who was listening to the audience was a little confused, and asked with a strange face, "What's the matter? Most bats like warm environments, right? It's so cold under the ice, and it makes sense for them to use dragons for warmth." β
Isenus shook his head and said, "I found some blood stains on the bat's mouth at the entrance to the ice cave, and if I guessed correctly, it must be all dragon blood." Dragon's blood is rich in energy, and long-term consumption will cause some changes to the body structure. β
Speaking of this, the muscles on Isennas's face tightened, and he showed a solemn expression: "In the ice cave, we have not found any other sources of dark energy, that is to say, it is very likely that these bats have transformed into pure dark creatures because they have absorbed dragon blood!"
This conclusion made Leo feel terrified, and he looked back at the sea of ice behind him, which was still collapsing, and said in shock: "You mean, the dragon is the source of the dark power?"
"That's right. Esenus nodded, looked at Ente lying on the back of the sheep, and said an even more astonishing speculation: "Remember what Ente said about the power used by Brandwisson? That is also dark energy! Judging from Ente's statement, it is very likely that the god of light is contaminated with dark power, which allows the believers under his command to use dark energy without being rejected and assimilated." β
"And, remember what you told us about the dragon legends you found, for after every dragon invasion, there was always a war of gods in that place. β
Isenath's reasoning became more and more terrifying, and even the dwarves around him held their breath for fear of missing Isenas's speculation.
"So I guess there must be a secret between the gods and the dragons!"
At the time of Izenus's astonishing inference, the god of light was sitting in a small, unpretentious cabin in the distant kingdom of light.
The furnishings of the wooden house are simple to the point of painstaking work.
A thick tree was split in half and placed in the hut, one half in the middle for a dining table, and the other half by the wall for a bed. The dining table was not polished, and the bed had no mattresses and pillows. There was nothing else in the wooden house, much worse than the splendid temple of the goddess of wisdom.
The middle-aged man in the room was not big, and his thin body exuded a bit of a scholar's atmosphere.
A curled brown hair was behind him, his face under the brown hair was thin and sallow, and there was a deep black circle under the eye bags, only the occasional flash of divine power in the dark pupils could make the people who saw it shock.
Morbid figure, scholarly temperament. They are skillfully combined with the majesty of the gods.
This is the God of Light.
Next to the God of Light, a pair of orange-red dragon pupils with a bit of darkness floated beside him, emitting bursts of bewitching words from the void.
"Kanno, do you see that? Blandwieson failed. β
"Do you know why? No, I shouldn't have asked, because you know it yourself. β
"Because the power you ask for is not enough, you need more, you can bear more, and so are your believers. β
"Don't you want to do something greater, but you can't do anything without power!"
"Come, open your arms, embrace my power, what goddess of wisdom, god-king, before the darkness, they will all bow down under your throne!"