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readx;? After a brief moment of frightening, Green rowed a boat to pick up Ian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć InfoCompared to Tim, who was so frightened that his face turned pale, he seemed much calmer, and he rowed the boat to the shore alone, and Ian got on the boat.
After getting on the boat, Green asked seemingly casually, "Just related to you, right?"
"Huh?" Ian was stunned, he looked at Green in confusion, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have heard the dragon's groan.
"It's just a feeling, it doesn't matter if you want to answer it or not. Green began to paddle, "Be careful, don't fall down, there's something in the water, that guy was scared a lot just now." ā
The guy Green was referring to was Tim, of course. Ian subconsciously glanced into the water, and then gasped. I saw that the bottom of the water was full of white bones, at least hundreds of them, and they formed hills at the bottom of the water.
Those eye sockets that have no eyeballs are staring hollowly upwards, as if staring at a boat on the water. Even across the sea, Ian still felt a coolness welling up his spine, making his fingers twitch subconsciously.
"I remember you said earlier that this guy lying on it is the king. "If that's the case, it's understandable that there are dry bones under the throne." ā
It's not just dry bones, it's the guardians who have blocked Nartimis for generations. It's just that none of them got a good end, and although Tony didn't say it explicitly, Ian could still vaguely guess the cause of their death.
Corrupted by the spirit of the dragon king, and then cannibalistic.
The most aggrieved way to die, but also the most helpless way to die, they are even inferior to those hunters who die in the wild.
"I feel like your eyes are different. "Why, are you going to kill the king?"
Ian was shocked: "How did you see that?"
Green shrugged his shoulders: "Say, look at the eyes, I have nothing to do every day when I am idle, just look at all kinds of people, each of them has different eyes." And your eyes are the most special I have ever seen, although sometimes you can't see anything, it's no different from the passers-by on the street, but sometimes it's fierce, fierce like a wild beast. ā
Ian had to admire Green's ability to observe, just by looking at his eyes, he could see so much information. So he thought for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want to be a hunter?"
"Hunters, the ones who hunt rabbits in the outback?" Green pouted, "not interested." ā
Ian didn't expect the hunter to be this image in Green's heart, and he couldn't help but be a little funny. But before he could say anything, the boat had already docked on the island, and Tim greeted him with a pale face, and said with a wry smile: "I almost won't see you." ā
Ian patted Tim on the shoulder and didn't say anything. Tim was really scared, but presumably after leaving here, his mental endurance must have been much stronger, after all, this is not the first time he has brushed shoulders with death.
Vincent looked at Ian and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Give me a minute. Ian looked at Vincent and whispered, "I've got something to sort out." ā
Vincent nodded, didn't ask more, and stepped aside. Ian walked straight to the head of Nartimis, the second king he was about to end, and though it had been dead for a long, long time, the innate intimidation seemed to have melted into the air.
Ian couldn't have forgotten Naga, the immature dragon king with enough power to destroy everything. There is no doubt that the Narmis in front of him was definitely more terrifying than the Naga at that time in his lifetime.
Nartimis's scale armor was reflecting a pale blue glimmer at the moment, giving people a cold and solemn feeling. Ian walked up to its head, and the feeling could be said to be doubled, even if the king of the sea in front of him could no longer open those golden pupils, Ian still felt the burning eyes of the closed golden pupils.
Ian took a deep breath and forced himself not to look at the location of its eyes. Instead, he turned his gaze to its mouth and found that it was strapped to two thick iron chains. The two chains are rigidly intertwined, locking Nartimis in his mouth and closing the way out for the next generation of Nartimis.
Ian's hand rubbed lightly against the chain, feeling the coldness of the chain, and he tried to lift it, but found it difficult to do because it was too heavy. But come to think of it, this is the last barrier for the guardians who used to be here, and it is also the most critical barrier.
Even Atlantis can't affect the chains without thoughts.
But after all, these two chains could not be expected to lock Nartimis forever. The Dragon King is the Dragon King after all, although Tony didn't say it explicitly, Ian can roughly guess that Tony can't trap the Dragon King anymore. He and Ian are not exactly the same, Ian's Dragon Emperor blood is not affected by the Dragon Emperor Mussolini's state, but Tony does. In a sense, he stole the power of Nartimas, and now Nartymis is gradually awakening and gradually regaining his own power, so Tony needs Ian to kill Naltimis completely.
But at the same time, he killed himself. He should have died a long time ago, but he should have "lived" in another way with the power of Nartimis.
And now, Ian must let him die another way. Ian was a little uncomfortable, but he knew he had no choice. So he took another deep breath and took out the dagger that Rudo had given him.
Until now, Ian didn't know what kind of material this dagger was made of, and it could cut almost everything, including dragon scales. As for the iron chains, the hardness of the iron products is actually not comparable to the dragon scales, and Ian only used a little force to cut off one of the iron chains.
"Bang dang. ā
The chains fell limply to the ground. Half of the imprisonment that had been sealed for a hundred years was lifted, and Ian vaguely felt that the coercion emanating from the surroundings was much heavier.
"Nartima, who has not left the mouth of the previous generation, is the weakest. ā
This is the point that Tony passed on to Ian. Ian chose to believe, and he swung his dagger again, severing the other chain. There was another "clang" sound, and the iron chain also fell to the ground, and at this moment, it was announced that the hundred-year-old imprisonment was completely untied.
Ian felt it, felt the power in the dragon's mouth, and was rapidly recovering. It's like a greedy child, asking for nourishment from everything around it.
"Ahh Tim sneezed hard, then rubbed his nose in confusion and asked, "Is it my delusion?" ā
"Not an illusion, the temperature is dropping. Vincent said.
"How so?"
"Just look at the top of your head. Green whispered.
So the two looked up, and then saw a shocking scene. Those so-called eternal pearls of the night are dimming one by one at this time, as if they are being robbed of their light by some force, and at the same time, they are like a pair of eyes, slowly closing. Eventually, the priceless pearl of the night turned into a worthless broken stone.
"What the hell is going on?" said Tim, who was almost speechless.
In addition to the sudden change of the night pearl, Vincent also noticed that the water surface also began to fluctuate. All of this seems to be announcing the coming of disaster.
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