Chapter 350: Advanced Dragon (10,000 Words Big Chapter Asking for Subscription)
Northland, inside the supreme palace of Silvermoon City.
As the leader of the Alliance, Erastro Silverhand is meeting a special ally, a friend who has given legitimacy to his rule, and a powerful Queen of the Ancient Dragon.
Her name is Vera Marandes, the true de jure owner and heir to the land.
To be exact, it was a gift from another even older red dragon queen, Merogaran, before she died.
Veramarandes happened to encounter the Red Dragon Queen, who was mortally wounded and dying, and out of kindness, she unleashed the only spell known to help the other party, [Pain Inhibition], so that Mero Garland could survive the last few hours of the dragon's life without suffering and suffering immensely.
In return, the Red Dragon not only gave away the title of queen, but also allowed the other party to inherit the towns and villages under his rule.
These towns and villages evolved over the centuries into what is now known as the Silver Moon Alliance.
As such, Veramarandis has undisputed ownership and dominion over all lands owned by the entire Silvermoon Alliance, even Erastro, as the Chosen Lady of Magic, cannot deny this.
In other words, the reason why the latter can become the leader of this alliance is thanks to the support of the former.
Because the two have similar aspirations and ideas, instead of fighting because of the relationship of power, they support and help each other.
It can even be said that if Erastro is the promoter and founder of the Silver Moon Alliance, then Vilamardis is the secret patron saint of the Silver Moon Alliance.
It is thanks to her and her husband, another primeval silver dragon, who constantly patrols the borders of the Alliance, fights against those monsters that can never be cleaned up, destroys the conspiracy of the evil organization again and again, and ensures that all evil dragons dare not build nests in this area, that the Silver Moon Alliance now has a good security environment and a very prosperous trade.
In addition, if some lords or representatives elected by the town want to disrupt the current unity of the Silver Moon Alliance, then Verama Landes will also transform into a human form to investigate secretly.
In the end, the crisis was strangled in the cradle through persuasion or other coercive means.
But today, this Golden Dragon Queen is obviously not for those trivial things.
I saw that she directly used magic tricks to shape the image of a red dragon with crimson flames all over her body in front of Erastro.
And the dragon is still swooping downward, attacking the valleys and cliffs with an army of monsters led by ogre-orcers.
With just one breath, hundreds of goblins and orcs were reduced to ashes in their wails.
The terrifying heat and flames burned the corpse so much that there were no bones left!
Not to mention corpses, even the ground that was affected melted into a river of magma, which looked like purgatory at a glance.
Although several ogre mages tried to reverse the decline through spells, unfortunately, before they could get together to cast a joint spell, the flaming dragon in the sky suddenly spread its wings and flapped vigorously.
Next Second......
The overwhelming rain of fire instantly swept through the location of the ogre magician, and even pierced the energy protection spells blessed on his body, and he was burned alive one after another, and even the master of the well-informed harpist next to him couldn't help frowning.
In just a few minutes or so, this army of monsters numbering more than four thousand was completely wiped out, and not even one escaped alive, leaving only a large magma pool on the ground that exuded an astonishingly high temperature.
Once all this was done, the flaming dragon quickly rose into the air and disappeared above the clouds.
No doubt!
Although slaughtering monsters such as goblins, orcs, gnolls, trolls, and ogres is not difficult for many adult dragons.
The problem is that even the Primeval Dragons would have been able to do so quickly and efficiently without letting a single fish slip through the net.
On top of that, the Flame Dragon's behavior is also very puzzling.
After all, even the chaotic and evil Red Dragon would not indiscriminately slaughter an entire army of monsters led by ogre mages for no reason.
Normally, it is a matter of killing a few of the leading Liwei first, and then forcing all the remaining monsters to submit to them and accept them as minions and minions.
After a long silence, Erasdr was the first to ask, "Are you sure he's the one we're looking for?" β
Veramarandes nodded thoughtlessly, "Hmm! I've spoken to several other silver, gold, and brass dragons who witnessed similar slaughter.
They were all very sure that what they saw was this red dragon wrapped in unbelievably hot flames.
Obviously, this guy has traveled most of Faren in just two days.
More than thirty dragons have died at his hands alone, and the number of monsters is even more than 100,000.
I followed him for a while, trying to figure out what his purpose was, only to find out that he was simply killing without any emotion.
And he will consciously take the initiative to avoid cities and villages, if he encounters the metal dragon of the good camp or the gem dragon of the neutral camp, he will not choose to fight, but directly cast teleportation magic and leave.
In addition, from what I have observed, the breath used by this unknown flame dragon is far hotter than any known primeval red dragon, and can even vaporize steel and rock instantly.
If he attacks a city, within a few minutes at most, the city will be on fire, even hiding in stone buildings and cellars. β
"Your Majesty, I have a question. What was the matter with the unusual crimson flames on this red dragon? Could it be that he is a purgatory red dragon, or is he a creature of the dragon god Tiamat like the Prince of Colors? An elf wearing the badge of a harpist master couldn't help but ask.
The Prince of Colours, also known as the heir of Tiamat.
It is a new dragon with purgatory blood, created by Tiamat, the god of evil dragons, using the genes of the five-colored dragon and his own blood.
It is said to have two heads, and its body is characterized by a combination of five colored dragons, with the head and upper body being grayish-black with blue-green and purple highlights, and the lower body being bluish and white, which gradually darkens to the gray of the upper body.
Both of the heads can breathe out the breath of a dragon of any color, as well as a jet-black Hellfire, dealing the purest form of magical energy damage.
Any Prince of Colors is a true legendary creature from the moment he reaches adulthood, and even on the battlefield of bloody battles, he is the most terrifying killer of demons, and will hunt at least one six-armed snake demon or Barlow fire demon in each attack.
If it appears in the material world, then it will inevitably cause a terrible catastrophe.
Thankfully, the Prince of Colors lives with Tiamat in Bato Hell most of the time.
It was because of their experience that the high-ranking members of the Harper's League thought of what might be Tiamat's conspiracy.
"No, neither. I secretly checked the faction, and it turned out that he was orderly neutral, not evil. β
Verama Randes gave a straightforward answer that stunned everyone present.
"Order-neutral? A red dragon! Erasdra's eyes widened in disbelief.
You must know that the red dragon is the quintessential representative of irritability, bloodthirsty, cruelty, and greed, and is an innate tyrant with an unimaginable desire for power and wealth.
Can it be orderly and neutral?
The most typical representatives of this camp are soldiers who absolutely obey orders, and judges who only follow procedural justice.
They are characterized by not caring about good and evil, and only recognizing and obeying a strong and well-ordered ruling class.
Truth be told, Erastro couldn't really tie the two together.
At least as far as she knew, there was no powerful red dragon willing to serve someone and obey every order they gave them.
"I know it's outrageous, but it's a fact in front of us right now. As the most important city in the Silvermoon Alliance, Silvermoon City must be prepared accordingly, otherwise thousands of people will die when the crisis comes. β
As she said this, Vilamander's tone became extremely serious and serious, completely devoid of her previous confidence and arrogance.
Although she is also an ancient golden dragon and has the title of queen, she is actually far from the truly recognized dragon king.
What's more, the golden dragon is the most social and organized of all dragons.
Not only do they hold regular meetings, but they also elect a Golden Dragon King to rule over the entire clan.
With Veramarandais's strength and prestige, not to mention the Dragon King, she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a candidate, and at best, she is in the surrounding areas of the Silver Moon Alliance.
Perhaps in the face of the ordinary primeval red dragon, she could still fight off the other party by joining forces with her husband and Erastro, but now that she has collected the information of the Flame Red Dragon, all that remains is deep worry and fear.
Because Verama Landis knows very well that if it is a one-on-one heads-up, with the size of the other party and the terrifying power displayed, she can tear herself apart in melee hand-to-hand combat in ten minutes at most.
If Deszedroton, the husband of the silver dragon, joins the battle, at best, it will cause a little more damage and delay a little time, and the result will probably not change much.
After all, although the cold breath of the silver dragon can cause double damage to the fire elemental and the red dragon, it is also double when it takes fire damage, and it may be sprayed with a few mouthfuls of flame breath and immediately die on the spot.
Noting the anxiety in the ally's eyes, Erasdra immediately reassured, "There's no need to be so nervous.
According to the information currently available, this flaming red dragon, which does not know where it came from, has no intention of attacking villages, towns, or even the metal dragons of the good camp.
On the contrary, it helped us clean up a lot of monster communities around us.
And didn't you detect his camp?
I don't think you should be able to do anything crazy about being neutral.
Maybe......
We can try to send someone to contact him. β
"WellβI hope so."
Veramarandes sighed slightly, her expression visibly depressed.
But soon, the golden dragon seemed to remember something, and immediately asked with a strong spirit: "By the way, last time about the violent earthquake that broke out in the Supreme Forest, did you find out the cause?" β
"Well, the investigation is clear. Although the spies and adventure teams we sent out were blocked and interfered with by the Santarim Society, there was definite news from Luskan that Trist Duchaeden had just returned from the Dark Regions. According to him, the huge sinkhole that appeared in the Supreme Forest was supposed to be the work of Soth. β
Erastro quickly shared the information he had just gotten.
This is thanks to her good personal friendship with Trist, as well as the well-developed intelligence network of the Harperists' League.
"Soth? The electorate who is favored by both the goddess of poison and disease and the goddess of magic? A hint of surprise flashed in Vera Marandes' eyes.
Erasdra smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's him." He was at war with a powerful foe who had just risen from mortal to god, and he had wielded a terrifying artifact. β
"What? Fighting the gods in mortal form? You're not kidding, are you? Vera Marandes subconsciously opened her mouth wide.
Unlike many people who mistakenly believe that it is easy to kill a god, in fact, even the weakest quasi-god who does not even have a priesthood has a powerful power that mortals cannot match.
They can easily create any class level up to lv40 or even above lv50, and they also have a lot of resistance and immunity from divine power.
Therefore, without the help of other gods, a mortal who wants to kill a god is simply thinking too much.
Maybe there is some hope for several legendary spellcasters to join forces, but it is only a "little" hope, and it is completely reasonable to be killed directly by the other party.
You must know that even the great arcanists of Netheril's time, who had no respect for gods and spent their days thinking that "he can take his place", never succeeded in killing even one of the lowest-level quasi-gods.
Therefore, Veramarandes felt that even if Zuosi was the chosen choice of the two goddesses, it was impossible to win over a new god.
But before she could assert, Erasdra replied in a slightly playful tone, "I'm not kidding. And...... The new god's chair in the pantheon is gone, and I believe you should understand what that means, don't you? β
Verama Landis suddenly became excited: "Did he really kill a god?" No other god to help? On your own? This...... How is this possible! β
"Nothing is impossible. Believe me, this young man is ten thousand times more dangerous and terrifying than you think. According to the Goddess of Magic, the power he possesses and wields is not much worse than the divine spark of the gods, and it will become more and more powerful over time. On top of that, he had a Divine Impact Scepter in his hand, powerful enough to inflict or even kill an avatar of a powerful divine power. β
When he said this, Erasdra subconsciously stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and the "sexual interest" in his heart for Zuo Si instantly climbed to the extreme.
Killing a new god as a non-god, apart from the special circumstances of the Year of Turmoil, is unique in the entire history of Faeron.
What's more, Zuo Si fulfilled his original promise, not only completely renovating Luskan, but also developing it into a prosperous and lively port in a short period of time, and the entire Northland is benefiting from it.
"I see! Now I know why you're not panicking at all. With such an ally, there is naturally no need to worry about the threat of that flaming red dragon. Vera Marandes said thoughtfully.
"In a few days, I'm going to go to Neverwinter and Luskan for diplomatic activities, would you be interested in coming along?" Erasdra suggested with a smile.
"Of course! Be sure to bring me with you. I'm just trying to see how this human, whom you call a natural ruler, has transformed a city of pirates and crime into a vibrant and thriving city-state. β
Verama Landis agreed without even thinking about it.
In fact, as early as last year, Luskan began to abolish slavery on a large scale, and she wanted to get a glimpse of this new neighbor.
But unfortunately, there happened to be some problems within the Silver Moon Alliance at that time, so they could only be put on hold for the time being.
"In that case, then we are decided. It just so happened that I also had some questions from him about the recent problems in Silvermoon City. β
With that, Erastro pulled Verama Landes to his private bathroom, intending to take a bath together to help relieve the tense nerves.
However, the two of them didn't know at all that the flaming red dragon they observed was none other than Davidian, who was hunting around to improve his level.
At this moment, he had just killed an evil frost giant with about fifty people on the Supreme Glacier in the far north, and about the same number of winter wolf allies, standing motionless in the ice and snow, as if undergoing some kind of metamorphosis.
Obviously, after more than two days of sleepless and crazy killing, the level of the Flame Dragon Knight has changed from the original lv22 to the current lv25, and he has obtained the [Advanced Dragon], an exclusive class for the primeval dragon.
In just a few seconds, a huge energy that could not be described in words gushed out from his body.
Moment!
Rumble!!!!!!!!!!
After a loud bang, the scorching flames forcibly tore Davidian's body in the form of a dragon, and the entire skeleton expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original thirty-seven meters to nearly fifty meters.
The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but let out a low beast-like roar.
At the same time, the ultra-high flames not only burned the corpses around them, but also turned the snow and ice that had not melted for 10,000 years into white vapor.
The temperature within a radius of more than 500 meters has risen from more than minus 50 degrees Celsius to more than 300 degrees Celsius, which looks like a steamer from a distance.
And the closer you get to the Flame Dragon Knight, the higher the ambient temperature.
The place where he lay at his feet had even turned into a huge pool of lava.
Strength!
Great power!
Davidian felt the burst of energy fill his body, repairing the muscles, internal organs, and scales torn by the explosion at breakneck speed.
It took about ten minutes for the whole transformation to finally end.
The scales on his body, which originally appeared dark red, were now completely the same bright color as the [Flame Crystal Sword], and presented a dazzling translucency, suffocating in crystal clear beauty under the flames.
The two eyes also changed from the lava balls of the normal red dragon to ruby-like lenses, and inside the lenses there was a bright point of light like a small sun.
In addition to the eyes and scales, the same goes for the claws, teeth, and horns on the head.
This also means that in the future, even the most ordinary physical attacks will be attached to very terrifying fire elemental energy damage.
Especially for those sturdy armor, unless it is equipped with fire resistance magic, it will be as easy as a knife slicing through a cream cake with a single claw, which is basically the same principle as the [Flame Crystal Sword].
This weapon is due to the fact that the crystal will produce tens of thousands of degrees Celsius of heat, so it will have the effect of sharpening iron like clay.
In fact, the hardness and toughness of the crystal blade itself are not high, at best, it is the level of enchantment level +3, which cannot be compared to the special treatment and enhancement of Adamantite.
However, the high temperature released from the surface will melt and evaporate the outside of the barrier as soon as it is close to the barrier.
If an ordinary sword slashing at metal armor is sharpening iron, then a crystal sword is cutting through molten iron, or vaporized iron vapor.
Its main lethality has never been cutting or piercing, but the terrifying heat that the attack brings to the enemy.
You don't need to ask to know that all these changes are due to the power of the Fire Elemental Prince.
Compared to the Red Dragon Bloodline, the Elemental Bloodline now clearly has the upper hand.
As a minion, Davidian is given a number of perks that normal minions don't have, one of which is the ability to view his stat panel.
After adapting to the changes in his body, he immediately confirmed the improvement of various basic attributes and spellcasting ability.
[Name: Davidian]
[Race: Human/Red Dragon/Fire Elemental]
[Strength: 55]
[Dexterity: 30]
[Constitution: 43]
[Perception: 29]
[Intelligence: 28]
[Charm: 31]
[Flame Dragon Knight: Lv. 25]
[Advanced Dragon: Lv 1]
[Innate Cast Level: Lv29 (Warlock)]
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This is followed by a litany of known spells and corresponding spell slots, as well as a plethora of spell-like abilities.
Although Davidian is not a great spellcaster per se, he is closer to a brave warrior.
But after these days of fighting and fighting, I have somehow found a trick to use magic.
Just as he was about to return to the Mage Tower to report the results to his master, he suddenly noticed a small white bear stumbling towards him in the distance.
The little one seemed to have been abandoned by the she-bear, or the she-bear had become a more powerful predator, and had been forced to become an orphan, not only skinny, but also very weak.
The reason why it is running this way is entirely because there is a huge magma pool here, and the temperature is relatively high, which can help it maintain its continuous loss of body temperature, and barely struggle for a few more days in this cruel natural environment.
But eventually, the white cub starved to death because it couldn't find food.
Of course, it is not excluded that it will be eaten as a snack by other passing carnivores.
After all, places like volcanoes and lava pools that can provide warmth and heat, and places like the Supreme Glacier, which are tens of degrees below zero all year round, almost invariably trigger a series of bloody conflicts and even wars.
Whether it is the intelligent Frost Giants, Frost Blood Orcs, Ice Trolls, or the Unintelligent Beasts, they will want to seize it as the foundation for their clan's growth.
This is because the hot magma can not only raise the temperature of the surrounding environment, providing a good environment for relatively fragile young children to grow up and make them less susceptible to death, but also can be used to smelt ore and forge sharp metal weapons and armor.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with Davidian.
He didn't care who would occupy the magma pool that he had inadvertently created, so he walked straight up to the white bear, grabbed it from the snow, looked at the brown-black eyes that revealed fear and begging, and couldn't help but smile and say, "If I'm not mistaken, the master seems to have always liked furry things." Looks like today is your lucky day, little one. β
"Woooooooo
The bear was visibly frightened and immediately let out a cry of fear.
But unfortunately, Davidian was obviously not asking for its opinion, and as soon as he carried it on his shoulder, he immediately activated the [Advanced Teleportation Technique] and disappeared in place.
In the blink of an eye, a man and a bear appeared in the dragon's lair, located at the only designated teleportation point under the mage tower.
Vermes, who was cultivating, felt the energy fluctuations, and subconsciously opened his eyes, only to see Davidian carrying a white bear that was so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to resist, and immediately asked curiously: "Are you hunting in the far north?" Also, what's going on with this bear? You don't want to have a pet, do you? β
Davion smiled and replied, "I did go hunting. But not in the Far North, but in the entire continent of Faerun. As for the little thing that I picked up by chance, I intend to give it to the owner as a gift. β
"Oh?!"
Vermes seemed to sense something, and suddenly leaned his huge head closer and sniffed lightly.
Her action scared the white cub unconscious on the spot.
After about a second or two, the red dragon took a deep breath and asked with wide eyes, "That guy from Soth secretly gave you extra strength again?" β
"Well, that's right."
Davidian replied in the affirmative without thinking.
"Damn! Why you again? Soth is too eccentric! β
Vermes was indignant and began to complain.
In her eyes, she is the "patriarch" who has followed Zuo Si for the longest time, and no matter what the benefits are, she should take the lion's share.
But what about this guy in front of you?
is obviously one step behind him, but he has changed from an ordinary human warrior to a dragon knight who is even more powerful than himself!
"When you learn to be loyal and obedient, the master will naturally give you more resources." Davidian said quietly.
Vermes rolled his eyes angrily, raised his chin haughtily, and put on a disdainful expression: "Loyalty and obedience? I'm sorry! The great red dragon will never learn this. β
"yes, let's wait and see." Davidian smiled meaningfully.
He had long been accustomed to this situation, so he didn't pay any attention to the other party, turned around and walked through the passage and walked along the stairs to the upper floor, and it didn't take long for him to come to the exclusive area of the tower master on the top floor.
At this time, Zuo Si, who had been working in the workshop for more than two days, had just finished the work at hand, making all forty leaves into cards in one go, and finally fusing forty leaves into one in an instant with the help of the power of sparks.
Before he could inspect the sub-artifact, which had cost at least half a million gold coins, he saw the Flame Dragon Knight walk in through the door.
"Master, I have fulfilled your request and raised my level to lv25." Davidian touched his chest with one hand, bowed deeply, and took the initiative to report.
"Well done!" Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction. "Now let's go and recharge our batteries, and in about thirteen hours we'll be on our way to Port Carlin. You'd better be prepared for a war of attrition and a protracted war. Also, what's the deal with that white bear cub on your shoulder? β
"Ahh This one I happened to come across while hunting in the Supreme Glacier. It doesn't have a mother to take care of it, and it shouldn't live long in that kind of place, so I just brought it back and gave it to you as a pet. β
As he spoke, Davian took the unconscious white bear off his shoulders and gently placed it on his chair.
Zuo Si took two steps forward, roughly checked the bear, which may have only been born for a month, and after confirming that it had no disability or a fatal disease, he immediately smiled and said, "I like this gift very much." It just so happens that I've only recently acquired Druyin's professional ability, so I'll train him to be an animal companion. β
"Animal companions? Shouldn't you choose a more powerful one, such as a tyrannosaurus, a ferocious tiger, or something like that? Davidian blinked in confusion.
"If it were before, I would definitely choose as you said. But now, I don't really need that bit of combat power from my animal buddies, so I'm just going to get a pet. Also, before I can make a connection with this bear, I'll be doing a series of creature and magic modifications to it. β
Zuo Si explained, and at the same time released a ring of Dru Yin Divine Technique [Pacify Animals] at the bear cub.
Moment!
The bear, who was still trembling slightly as if he was having a nightmare one second, calmed down the next.
Immediately afterward, he made a few more god-filling berries and fed them to eat.
Soon, the natural and vital energy contained in the berries began to work, so that the cub, who had not eaten for an unknown amount of time, no longer felt hungry.
Seeing that the gift he had brought back had been gladly accepted by his master, Davidian quickly got up and took his leave, intending to go for a hearty meal first, and then lie down on the bed and sleep beautifully.
After he walked away, Zuo Si turned the synthetic treasure card into a physical entity.
I saw a silver light flash, and an inconspicuous-looking laurel wreath appeared in his hand.
Despite the abundance of the finest gemstones used to create the metal blades, they now look very ordinary, without the slightest bit of jewelry.
Quite the opposite!
If it weren't for the fact that the leaves would refract a silvery glow in the sun, others would even mistake it for a piece of iron.
However, when Zuo Si slowly injected magical energy, the veins of all the leaves began to glow with colorful light.
When he put it on his head, his entire brain suddenly became extremely clear, and the glowing veins on the leaves quickly disappeared.
γCrown of the Reserveγ
Sub-artifact
Adds six intelligence stats to the wearer.
Increases cast speed by 25% (arcane magic only).
Immunity to mental retardation, confusion, deafness, silence and immobilization.
A total of forty leaves, each of which can store up to seven rings of spells like a magic ring, and release them when needed.
If you want to store more than seven rings, such as eight rings and nine rings, then you need to use two leaves at the same time, ten rings need to use three, and so on.
This spell store supports multiple Hypermagic tricks.
Including [Spell Potency] plus [Spell Extreme], [Spell Potency] plus [Spell Twin], etc.
The premise is that the caster himself has mastered the spell and has a high enough spell slot to cast it.
In addition, the wearer can also set the trigger conditions in advance, just like [Accidental Spell], and then release the corresponding spells in one go according to the set order.
This ability does not require the person to remain focused on casting, and is completely operated by the crown itself.
You can set up to four triggers, and there is no limit to the number of spells you can trigger.
The wearer can convert their unused spells and magic into pure energy, which can be shaped into any form such as shields, weapons, energy fireballs, and arrows as needed.
The higher the level of the transformed spell, the more powerful it is.
"Not bad! That's the kind of magic equipment I need for my head, and I didn't waste the materials and energy in vain. Now, I have to think about what spells to store and how to mix them together to surprise Sharptooth. β
Zuo Si raised his hand and gently brushed the metal leaves on the crown of his head, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
You don't need to ask to know that the reason why he abandoned the techniques used by the [Irenikas Mask] and instead made a super storage device was completely for the Yin Man.
It's like relying on the non-stop instantaneous ability of the spell card in the past, which is based on information asymmetry.
After all, no one had ever made magic items and artifacts of this magnitude with automatic triggering in Faerun.
To be precise, people who need it can't be made, and gods who can make it don't need it.
At least Ogmar, the god of knowledge, and Midnight, the goddess of magic, definitely have this ability.
In contrast, Zuo Si fully borrowed and used the magical knowledge and technology of other worlds, as well as the power of the traveling mage's spark.
While he was actively preparing for battle, Sean VII had already appeared with his men in the sprawling palace of Port Carlin.
Although the palaces of the Shane dynasty had long since been reduced to ruins by the ravages of Ivy Korazaglan's "Sharp Teeth", and the palaces that you see today were built by careerists who later succeeded in ascending to the throne, the half-lich still found a touch of familiarity.
After all, the new palace was rebuilt on the site of the old palace, and both the architectural style and the decoration style have been perfectly preserved.
In particular, the bronze statue standing at the entrance of the main hall was ordered by his ancestor and the founder of the Shane dynasty, Aqaba the Elder, and was a powerful magical barrier that enveloped the entire palace, and was later strengthened by the second, third, and fourth generations of Shane at great expense.
However, it is clear that the ruler of the Kallinshan does not know the true purpose of the statue, and only places it here as an ornament.
"I can't believe that I will be able to return to this place one day." Sean VII sighed slightly.
"Master, you'd better move quickly, the patrol will pass by this place in a little while." An officer in Praetorian Guard uniform and armor cautioned.
But Sean VII replied disapprenosingly: "Don't worry, I have already released the spell, and no one can notice us." For the upcoming war, I had to fix the barrier in advance to make sure that no matter what it turned out to be, it wouldn't cause damage to the outside world. Otherwise, the entire port of Carlin could be reduced to ruins in the battle. β
"I see! Then you better hurry up and fix it, I'll take care of the sentry. β
With that, the officer climbed directly onto the wall and stood at a relatively high place to look around.
From the flash of light in his eyes, it is not difficult to see that he is not actually a pure-blooded human, and he also has strong night vision.
Sean VII closed his eyes and threw his consciousness into the bronze statue, feeling the magical network buried beneath the entire palace.
Since it was a super-large barrier that hadn't been activated for nearly a thousand years, he inspected it very carefully, repairing, reinforcing and strengthening the damaged parts in time.
The whole process took up to eight hours.
It wasn't until the sky began to get a little cloudy that he said to the officer who was still in a state of nervousness, "The barrier has been repaired, now take me to the treasure house." I'd like to see how much the guy who lives in the palace has prepared for Sharp Tooth. β
"As far as I know, there are so many tributes in the treasury that they can scare people to death. In fact, there has always been a rumor in Port CarlΓn that it is not the Emperor who lives in the palace, but the storekeeper of Ivy Colasaglan's "Sharp Teeth". His only task was to give away all the treasures in the warehouse when Sharptooth needed them. β
When he said this, the officer did not hide his disdain and mockery.
It is precisely because of this that he chooses to betray his original master and follow the last emperor of the former Shane dynasty.
At least the latter is a real battle with sharp teeth, although the final defeat is a complete defeat, but it is also a hundred times stronger than the current waste who doesn't even dare to resist.
When Shane VII heard this, he immediately smiled contemptuously: "Hehe, it's a very apt description. Ever since the collapse of the Shane dynasty, Carlinshan, Tessel, and Amm have been paying tribute to Sharpfang. The rulers of these three countries simply did not have the courage to confront them, and no matter how bad their own financial situation was, they had to ensure that there was no problem with the money they provided. β
While they were talking, the two of them had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the palace's treasury.
Since the officers had already bought off the guards, they crossed the first hurdle without much effort.
As he entered the underground through the long staircase, the officer suddenly stopped, pointed to the narrow tunnel ahead, and said, "Master, the door that passes through here to the front is where the treasure is stored." However, without permission, a large number of ghosts will emerge from the walls on both sides, and the mummies in the coffins will rush out to kill the intruders. β
β?
Chat about the little tricks! Sean VII commented disappreciatively.
Then he walked in without hesitation.
When it was almost halfway through, a piercing screech instantly filled the entire passage.
Before the officers could react to what had happened, a large number of translucent green ghosts with intense malice rushed through the walls, trying to tear the soul of Sean VII.
But before they could touch the powerful half-lich, they heard a low, hoarse, irresistible voice.
"Get on your knees!"
In an instant, whether it was those ghosts floating in mid-air, or Mu Muyin, who had just come out of the coffin, they all seemed to be controlled by some powerful force, and they were prostrate on the ground with an extremely respectful attitude.
An ancient murine who looked like a nobleman raised his head slightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "...... Aren't you the great Majesty Sean VII? β
"That's right, it's me, your emperor is back."
The crown above Shane VII's head shimmered with a black-purple ghost, and like the emperor of the necromancers, he slowly walked into the treasury under the worship of countless ghosts and mummies.