Chapter 678 Val’s intention
was that he didn’t care what happened behind him. Imric and Dess walked up the Briogne River and wandered at the junction of the forest and the wilderness.
"I am not Vaal as you imagined. I am just an incarnation in the mortal world. I followed Isa to Athel Loren." Imrik chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I know,
but It is undeniable that you still symbolize Val, and that is enough."
Dais also shook his head and chuckled. Imrik's attitude was impeccable. Even though the identities of the two were similar, he still maintained respect and a kind of expression. Respect from the heart.
"Calledor, Caledor, I'm so glad that the kingdom that I unintentionally favored has become so strong. I still remember that a thin elf climbed over the mountains and came to the volcano, praying to understand the mysteries of steel and runes, using an unnecessary Any way of sacrifice."
"He is very successful. When he doesn't need to blind his eyes, he is already the best craftsman in the world. I watched him raise the flames on the volcano, turn the molten iron into refined steel, and use magic to forge a dragon saddle. Let Caledor be closely connected with the dragons."
"But it is a pity that the initial dragon saddle forged by our ancestors has been damaged by me." Imric sighed at this, such an important symbol was lost in When he fought against Be'lak, he was reduced to ashes when he self-destructed, disappearing into the mortal world together with the cursed city. It was truly a loss to the kingdom.
"But as long as it exists, we will eventually have a way to recreate it."
These words made Imrik a little confused, and he always felt that Dess was referring to something.
"What do you mean?"
Dess pointed at Imric. The dragon horn on Rick's waist, "This is not the dragon tooth of Khazar Iranos." "
You can see it." Imric sighed and did not hide it too much,
"The ancestors trained the dragon. The dragon horn that was forged by the author himself, with the end of the Longbeard War, has fallen into the hands of the dwarves along with the remains of the ancestor Caledor II." "But
we still have some ways."
Huh?
Doubts appeared in Imrik's mind, but Sotek said personally that the legendary dragon horn could not be reproduced. This artifact had part of the concept that the emperor dragon was the ancestor of the Caledor dragons.
Dais took the dragon horn from Imrik and observed it carefully for a while,
"Indra Gurnir's son, Minas Nil, I hope I remember his name correctly. He should have become an emperor dragon. No, no, no, maybe it should be called an ancient dragon."
"Yes, Minas Nir has returned to the state of an ancient dragon."
Dais blew gently on the horn from some distance away, listening carefully to this The subtle sound came,
"The only function of this dragon horn now is to boost morale."
Imrik laughed to himself, even if this dragon horn only has the function of boosting morale, it is still impossible to abandon it. .
"I hear you tell me, is there a way to reproduce the ancient dragon's horn?" "
I don't have much connection with the dragons, but if it is reforged with Minas Nir's dragon teeth, it may be able to enhance some of its effects."
"This is enough." Imric nodded in agreement. After a while, he finally said what was in his heart, "
You should know that staying here is just a way to wait for death. Kane and the Chaos Gods will not Will let Athel Loren go."
"Yes, I know." Dais sighed deeply and returned the dragon horn to Imric,
"But guarding this forest with Isa is Val's destiny." "We have a way to save this situation, Caledor. No matter what happens to the kingdom left by our ancestors, as long as I am not dead, no one will be able to shake the name of Vaal." Imrik bluntly
challenged Ming, don't leave Athel Loren and watch two idiots play love and kill each other for the rest of their lives. If you come to Caledor, whoever dares to touch a hair will have to step over the body of the Dragon Prince.
"I am very happy that Caledo is still like this. He has never been dissatisfied with me, a weak patron saint, and has always adhered to the traditions and honors of the past. But you also understand that this is impossible, Ancient Saint Sotek."
Des raised his head and looked at the sky, seeming to witness his fate from his eyes covered with black cloth,
"You have never concealed anything from me. Every time you enter the Anvil of Vaal, the protective layer from Slann and Ancient Dragon will intentionally dissipate. . I don’t know whether the ancient saints had already arranged it, or whether it was an accidental factor that made you become like this, but I know your thoughts very well, to resist the coming of darkness for the world." Dai Si Nian, who has turned into a god,
said ,
"I am already very weak. Countless reincarnations of the war in heaven have left me with no hope. Perhaps it is not a bad thing that the elf system ends here. There is no need to see so many betrayals, killings and tragedies. In the final analysis , I am just a blacksmith, I hope to see the forged tools play their role, and feel the glory when the hero wields the weapon." "Seeing Isa can leave happily instead of encountering such a tragic ending every time, this
is That's enough."
"Extremely boring fatalism." Imrik expressed his thoughts without hesitation. Val was seeking death and became tomorrow's fuel in this battle in heaven.
"But the gods are the product of fatalism." Dais, maybe he should be called Val now.
Val cast his eyes shrouded in black cloth at Imrik, "Then, the purpose of your trip is Lilith." "
She has caused a lot of obstacles to me."
"She is a weird girl, at least It was a long time ago." Val sighed unknowingly, "Forget Kane's influence. She has witnessed too many reincarnations of the War in Heaven and no longer wants to continue this game." "But it is undeniable that her purpose
makes The world has become very dangerous. Just letting Malekith go on the Fennoir Plains will undoubtedly continue the war in heaven to accomplish those shady and dirty purposes. What we hate is not the weak, but the weak. He is a traitor."
Val took a deep breath, "You are right, the Twisted Forest northeast of Moon Lake is the place you are looking for." "What are your thoughts." Imrik said solemnly,
since If you can't stop a god who is seeking death, then there must be other factors behind his words. The most likely reason is Asrai.
Val turned his gaze to the jungle ahead, where he seemed to be able to see the Asrais who were looking for prey and endlessly reproducing,
"Imric, lead your compatriots Asrai through this difficulty, no need to If we don't care about the so-called elven pantheon, we are doomed to be the afterimage of self-destruction, unable to stop the threat of the dark gods for them.
Your structure should not stick to the prejudices of the past. Druchi deserves to die. This is nothing wrong. I can't persuade you to let go of this hatred. But Asrai, they are just refugees who were coerced by the war and became like this in order to survive. You should not treat your compatriots in a paranoid way." Imrik was silent for a long time
. , but did not comment on this matter,
"I do not deny that paranoia will always bring about some differences in attitudes, but Aslay always maintains this damn appearance. For example, when Moras was about to be captured, a group of dryad generals suddenly appeared. I don't mind taking the necessary steps to save them. Let them understand what they should do and what they shouldn't do. Orion and Ariel are the biggest obstacles. You should understand this,
Aspen Leli should be transformed into a similar situation to Aenir, continuing the Assur legacy in a relatively reasonable way, rather than becoming a victim of the gods' love."
(End of chapter)