Chapter 89 Hall of Fantasy:
In the middle of the Dragon's Back Mountains, hundreds of giant dragons sleep here. In the criss-crossing canyons and fissures, teams of ten people appear patrolling from time to time, all carrying longbows and large guns. Sword, these are the people who volunteer to guard the dragon.
Every year, various regions in Caledor organize people to come to the Dragon's Back Mountains to serve as volunteers. The requirements are even higher than joining the standing army. Those who are not good at martial arts, do not know how to shoot arrows, are not in good health, and do not have a strong will, are not required. Do not be disloyal to the dragon's court.
This is a very arduous job. The tight finances of the Dragon Palace cannot give these people much support. They can only rely on voluntary organizations among the people to form the last line of defense to protect the sleeping dragon. They are also called mountain patrollers.
The patrolling people noticed Minas Nir above the canyon and couldn't help but stretched out their hands and exclaimed. Imrik, who was sitting on the dragon saddle, also greeted them and then continued to move forward.
In a huge canyon fissure, looking from above, Imric could only see endless darkness, and all the light seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness inside, like an abyss.
This scene reminds me of Hagrid Grave. The environment there is also so dark. The slaves can only mine ore in a lightless environment all day long. Inside the mine, there are many monsters mutated by the dimension stones. , but obviously there will not be a situation like Hagrid Grave here.
Minas Nir did not immediately fly into the canyon. Instead, he began to flap his wings in mid-air, keeping afloat and saying, "You should know the cost of entering this place. I think it is better to get the dragon horn back."
Hearing Minas Nil's words in his mind, the Dragon Prince subconsciously held the dragon horn at his waist. The mountain below was actually hollow, and there was a place called the Dragon Sleeping Temple inside. To enter the Dragon Sleeping Temple, To enter the temple, you need to pass through an extremely long tunnel. The tunnel is composed of the dragon's dream and the dragon tamer's spell. It is also called the Hall of Dreams.
Anyone who does not have the blood of a dragon tamer enters the Hall of Dreams and will be lost in the memory of the dragon and cannot wake up. Descendants of the dragon tamer family also need to rely on the protection of the dragon horn if they want to enter. Blow it when you are about to lose your way, otherwise your consciousness will fall into the dragon's dream.
But the dragon horn in his hand may not have such a big effect. Since Ka Er, no member of the dragon tamer family has successfully entered this place. This is a gamble, but Imrik believes that his My gambling luck is always good, I will never lose in a place like this.
"Let's go, let me go see the legendary imperial dragon." Imrik urged the dragon under him.
"You are just like your ancestors. You always think that everything is under your control." Imrik's answer made the dragon a little angry. It has expressed its unwillingness to take this young man to Wyrmrest Temple many times. But he was always so determined in his insistence.
The dragon's body began to tilt downward, its huge wings folded, and the narrow canyon could not accommodate the huge body of the Yaoxing Dragon. From time to time, protruding rocks were hit by Minas Nil, and pieces of rubble fell downwards. .
At this time, Imric tightly grasped the armrest at the front of the dragon saddle, trying his best to prevent himself from falling. The magic began to fail here, and he could only rely on his body to stabilize his center of gravity. Imric felt the temperature drop suddenly. , this place is close to the ancient environment. Before the arrival of the ancient saints, the temperature of the planet was much lower than it is now.
Finally, after falling for an unknown amount of time in the lightless canyon, Minas Nir stopped his downward movement and reached the front of a huge hollow. He said, "You still have a chance now. After entering, I can't guarantee Can my brother's voice guide you on the way forward?"
Taking out the dragon horn from his waist and putting it in his hand, Imric said, "Let's get started."
The dragon shook his head in a very humane manner, expressing his support. The young man felt helpless and began to flap his wings and fly towards the huge void in front of him.
At this time, Imric was cautiously waiting for the next trial. Ever since the legendary dragon horn was lost, things about this place have been forgotten. It was only mentioned by some dragons who were old enough, but the dragon and Asu There is a huge difference between Asur and Er. When they pass through this tunnel, they will only occasionally hear the voices of some companions, while Asur will enter the dream of the dragon. Once lost, he will never wake up. Come.
When he first entered the tunnel, Imric felt some vague calls, including loneliness, excitement, sadness, anger... It seemed that countless emotions were pouring into his heart from the surrounding darkness. , forcing himself not to listen to these sounds, and holding the dragon horn in his hand tightly. He can blow this horn up to three times, which means that there may only be three chances.
A stream of light like a rainbow appeared in Imric's eyes, colorful and beautiful. As Minas Nir flew, the Dragon Prince could clearly see the scenes that appeared in the stream of light, the breath of the Silver Moon Dragon, the fall of the dragon, Flying over the ocean, fighting with Asul... countless things that left a deep impression on the dragon's life entered Imric's mind.
The originally linear time fell into chaos at this moment, and time began to intertwine and unfold in Imrik's mind.
All events, all emotions, and all moments of these dragons are haunted by time. These memories that make up time are as dazzling as lines and influence each other. The memory of each dragon becomes a line, and these lines become a mess. , as if a bundle of hemp rope a hundred meters long was randomly tied to the stone pillar. Resisting the urge to roar like in his memory, Imric looked at the dragon horn, but found that his arms seemed to have begun to grow scales and claws, just like Minas Nir's arms. , dark blue rough scales neatly distributed.
Knowing that his own cognition was beginning to deviate, and if he continued like this, he might be lost as his consciousness gradually transformed into a dragon. Imric began to play the horn with all his strength, and a long sound came from the horn. After playing for more than ten seconds, he put it down. .
Those tangled memory lines began to be dismantled and faded from the stone pillar of Imric.
Playing the dragon horn requires a lot of physical strength, and the number of uses needs to be reasonably arranged. Pay attention to the arm and find that there are only a few tiny dragon scales on it. Just when I feel slightly happy because it is effective, there is a fierce and vicious roar. The sound enters the ears.
Pain, despair, anger...these negative emotions entered Imrik's mind. He could clearly perceive the emotions and memories of the source of the voice, which was the first dragon corrupted by Malekith's black magic. .
As the first experimental subject, he was far less powerful and vicious than the later black dragons. He was subjected to various black magic experiments every day, and countless torture methods were used to try to tame him, such as the injection of chaotic energy by the sorceress, the whip of the trainer, and the fine steel. The iron cage made of iron was driven to the battlefield by Druzi, and finally died in the hands of his compatriots.
"Elves, your betrayal has scarred the dragon!" A roar full of endless resentment entered Imrik's ears. He could feel the despair. The chaotic energy in black magic flowed through his body, stabbing him. Pain, cutting, shattering, even the sharp pain when the trainer's whip hit him, and the collision feeling when hitting the iron cage, all of these made Imrik's eyes become bloodshot and he roared in his heart.
"I will avenge you and make those betrayers pay the price!"
But this answer did not satisfy this tortured dragon. It is a collection of resentful people and represents all the people who were distorted and mutated by the betrayal of the elves. The dragon, a steady stream of resentment enters Imric's heart again, and these resentments will unscrupulously destroy the dragon prince's soul, and finally turn into a madman who only wants to spread resentment to the world.
Knowing that he could not continue like this, his own will was incomparable to those of these creatures that had lived for thousands of years. When the black scales were about to cover his body, he blew the dragon's horn again.
As his physical strength was extremely exhausted, the black scales began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a few residual traces of those memories.
The Dragon Prince was finally able to take a closer look at the surrounding environment. The rainbow light began to disappear, and he should be about to arrive at the Dragon Sleeping Temple.
A huge cavity in the mountain appeared in front of you. The top of the cavity was filled with stalactites that were hundreds of meters long, emitting a faint blue light, illuminating the surrounding environment vaguely.
The huge stone temple is located in the center of the hollow. It looks very rough and is obviously not Asul's artistic style.
In front of the palace, a black dragon that is twice as big as Minas Nir is lying in the open space. Different from the black dragon's purple-black color with evil tones, this dragon's black color is Able to absorb any color, just think its color is black.
The black dragon felt the movement above, but Imrik imagined that it would choose to greet it differently. Instead, it got up, stretched its huge body, raised its head and roared at him.
After hearing the roar, the Dragon Prince's eyes began to become dull. He wanted to raise the hand holding the dragon horn, but only a few fingers could barely move. It was as if his soul had been pulled out, and it was stuck on Minas Nir's back. .
Minas Nir quickly flew in front of the black dragon, his body tensed and crouched down, making an attack posture, and a low roar began to appear in his throat, obviously very angry, "You shouldn't do this, he has already passed He passed the test."
But the black dragon just folded its wings, and then lay down again, looking very calm, not reacting at all to Minas Nir's movements, "But this is his trial! Wait patiently, you As impatient as your father, Minasnir."
(End of Chapter)