Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Dragon Clan's Patriarch's Resentment

"You can't do it either?" Du Wei took a deep breath.

"Me?" the old magician smiled, "I can't, at least in this world, I only think that there are two guys whose magic strength may surpass mine." One is His Majesty the Pope in the Temple, and the other is Mr. President, the President of the Magic Guild. ”

Du Wei didn't understand what the old magician meant.

But then the old magician smiled bitterly and said, "The two guys I just said are the ones I think 'maybe' surpass me." But this dragon patriarch is the one I know, and his strength must be better than mine! Because when I came here two hundred years ago, I fought with it once, and that time it almost killed me with almost half of its strength. I think if it weren't for the Aragorn and Dragonland Contract in my hand, I would have died here two hundred years ago!"

As he was talking, the voice of the dragon clan patriarch had already come from the cave.

"You're too modest, my friend. ”

The patriarch had already returned, and with a long and narrow box in his hand, he walked slowly and said with a slight smile: "I want to correct your two mistakes. First, I don't know about others, but I think that the chairman of your Human World Magician Guild is definitely not as strong as you. Second, the strength of His Majesty the Pope of the Temple is not 'possible' above you, but definitely above you. ”

"How do you know the ground. Du Wei asked.

"Because. I've been to your human world...... Take this form and travel through your human world, learning about your culture and civilization...... Because I wonder what the human world is like, how can there be such a strong person as Aragon! I go to the human world every hundred years, but I am disappointed every time! Because it seems that even the most numerous race: the human race, has never been as strong as Aragon. The patriarch of the dragon clan said lightly: "The chairman of the Magicians' Guild, the pope of the temple." I've challenged them secretly. So, my old friend, you don't have to be modest, I think you are in the ranks of the earth magicians in the human world, and your strength can definitely be ranked first...... If the Pope does not leave the temple. ”

With that, it casually threw the box on it, and its tone gradually became colder: "Okay! Take the key! You know where the secret room is! Open it, take its contents, and leave my land! You're at least right about one thing: I still hate humans, especially that villain in Aragorn!"

After saying that, the dragon patriarch snorted. Turn and leave.

Just as it was "humming", Du Wei suddenly felt that sound burrowing into his ears, as if an invisible big hand grabbed his heart fiercely, and then it seemed that the blood of his whole body was gushing up!

It sounded like a hammer!

Du Wei's face turned pale in an instant, and then his eyes turned black, and he almost fainted! Fortunately, the old magician grabbed Du Wei with a serious face, and his palm pressed on the back of Du Wei's heart, and a trace of light and magic brilliance enveloped Du Wei. Du Wei took a deep breath and eased up.

But then, Hussein's face suddenly changed. The proud knight opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth!

The knight looked shocked. Looking at the hole where the dragon patriarch disappeared, he gritted his teeth and said, "This ...... What is it. ”

"It's dragon magic. The old magician sighed, "It has shown mercy. ”

"But why is she's okay?" said Dewey, gesturing to Medusa, who was standing quietly.

"Because this patriarch is only human in disgust. The old magician smiled wryly. He glanced at Hussein with an angry face: "Hussein, don't expect you to challenge him now! Believe me, even if you are a paladin, your strength is still far behind!"

Before the patriarch of the dragon clan left, the small magic of the earth dragon language was really powerful, and Du Wei was appeased by the old magician's earth light spell, and his mind gradually calmed down, and the boiling qi and blood in his chest gradually calmed down. And Hussein, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, was a great shame. If it weren't for the old magician's admonition, this proud knight would probably have gone to the dragon patriarch to duel right now.

"It seems that the dragon clan is not very good. Du Wei smiled bitterly: "It's because Aragorn overwhelmed the dragon clan back then. Let them lose face, so this patriarch hates Aragorn so much, and even we hate it?"

The old magician frowned and said in a low voice: "I told you that this patriarch is a complicated fellow, and it says that the most hated thing is Aragorn, but in fact, it seems to me that it not only hates Aragorn in its heart, but also has a subtle respect. After all, Aragorn was the only human to have defeated the Dragonland Patriarch head-on. It is precisely this complex mind that will quietly sneak into the human world to travel. ”

After saying this, the old magician exclaimed, "All right, don't waste time, let's get down to business!

Immediately, everyone followed the old magician out of the hall. The old guy seemed to be very familiar with the way here, and after walking through a hole, facing the countless forks inside, he did not hesitate to take a few people to turn left and right.

Along the way, to Dewey's surprise, they saw something strangely "something".

Just passing by the cave ** inland passage (to be honest, Du Wei even wondered if he had gotten into a rat hole.) This dragon cave ** extends in all directions, and there are forks in the road everywhere. There are some high and low rock platforms. Those rocks are all black and iron that are unique to Mount Kinabalu, and on the platform, there are sharp and sharp spurs, large and small...... Head!

It's a head, and it has different shapes, and what's even more puzzling is that it seems that none of these heads belong to humans!

These spikes are as sharp as the edges and corners. The heads had different appearances, some of them wearing strangely shaped helmets, but the similarity was that Du Wei could see that these heads seemed to have been twisted off the ground!

I don't know how many years have passed, but fortunately, the temperature of this square is cold and dry, so although these heads have been dried, they have not rotted, and they can barely be seen in their original appearance!

So. Du Wei saw these things:

The heads were three or four times larger than normal, and from the shape of their facial features and bones, they looked like some kind of feline, and there were faint lines on their dried skin...... Flat mouth and nose, and ears on top of the head...... Horribly, the edges of the ground below pierced the underside of their necks and then protruded from their mouths. That makes this scene especially scary!

Others, the mouth is long and protruding, but there is no obvious nose, just two small holes above the mouth, probably the nostrils where the breath is breathing. And the ears are extraordinarily small...... Judging by the shape. It's more like some kind of cow or horse.

It also has a long jaw like a crocodile, which occupies two-thirds of the entire skull, and its teeth are distributed on the upper and lower jaws, which are extremely sharp...... Humans can't have this kind of tooth anyway.

Seeing these heads, thinking of the headless dried corpses he saw on the ground at the bottom of the mountain, Du Wei couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart! These heads have been weathered for an unknown number of years, and their skin is shriveled, and although they have not rotted, they also look extremely terrifying. In particular, some eyelids have not yet closed, and there are hollow and blank eyes in the eyelids......

Of course. There are also some people who look like humans, those heads are slightly smaller, even much more slender than normal humans, from the size of the heads, Du Wei guessed that the body of this race is about the shorter and thinner than ordinary humans, but the appearance of "them" is the most pleasing to the eye among these heads. Even though they are weathered and withered, the faces of these guys are still lifelike, judging from the outline of their facial features. Apparently very jīngchic and well-proportioned. It's just that they have long, pointy ears......

"These are the jīng spirit clans. The old magician gave a proper reminder behind him, and his tone was very low: "Those big things are orcs. ”

"You know?" said Dewey, looking back at the old magician.

"Yes, these are the races of the expelled land. The old magician whispered.

Ethnicity of the place of expulsion. Du Wei silently recited this sentence in his heart, as if he felt something, and slowly walked past these sharp rocks with his head inserted.

But all the way forward, to his surprise, after walking out of this passage, it was actually a bottomless abyss!

This abyss is in the belly of the sacred mountain, and the edge of the ground around it is very narrow, but in the location of Du Wei, looking at the opposite side from a distance, you can see a large hole ** mouth, and then there is a protruding rock that stretches out to the abyss, forming a huge earth platform.

Under the abyss, there is a faint wind whistling, and it is also entangled with dead black gas, and the wind seems to be mixed with some kind of mournful shouting, which makes people feel creepy when they hear it!

"This is the altar of the altar of the consecration. The old magician pointed to the protruding rock on the other side of the abyss and smiled, "That's the altar." Dragons would store the heads of the captives around the Abyss, stick them in the spike rocks, and then perform a sacrifice every hundred years. They would pluck the heads off the spike rocks and, after a ritual, throw the heads into the canyon. And then...... Looking forward to the next hundred years, in the next hundred years, they will continue to kill the powerhouses of the expelled races who are trying to return from the north, and then stick their heads in the spikes, wait for the next sacrifice, and then throw them into the abyss. ”

"What's the point?" said Du Wei.

"The mission of the dragons is to guard here! But this mission has existed for I don't know how many years! Even before the era of the Aragonese land, the dragons have been here! Do you think, such a mission is said to be a guard, but in fact, it is not a kind of imprisonment for the dragons? Isn't it equivalent to confined the dragons here forever? What is the difference between this and a prisoner? Therefore, when the dragons accepted the mission given by the gods, they did not do it willingly. So the gods left them with a glimmer of hope...... A glimmer of hope to get rid of this mission. A condition for the completion of the mission. ”

"On what terms?"

The old magician's eyes were very strange, he glanced at the unfathomable abyss under his feet, listened to the sound of the wind below, and said in a low voice: "The gods and the dragons have agreed: if one day, when they leave behind the heads of those evil races on the earth, enough to fill this abyssal land, the dragons' mission will be completed! Then, the dragons can live a good life!

Fill this abyss with a skull...... Du Wei glanced ahead, looking at the dark ground, deep underground—how many heads do you have to use!