Mazak slowly walked to the level with Fang Plover and faced the dragon with him. He raised the sword in his hand, and the black smoke from the dragon spread back, as if he was very afraid of the sword.
Fang Yu looked at this scene with curiosity.
Of course, he knew that Aitaria was not born because of the arrival of the Chosen Ones. The world itself had a long history. Several continents are suspended above the sea of clouds. There are countries, ethnic groups and past legends here. There are many ancient stories and legends circulating in the bright bonfires.
The sword in the innkeeper's hand can make the black smoke so frightening and appear extraordinary. It's not even an alchemy weapon. The sword leaves bright marks that have been tempered for thousands of times, and it glows like a fluorescent light under the moonlight. It may have been forged in an ancient era, with the hammer falling on the anvil, sparks flying, and born in flames. It is one of the many dragon-slaying swords made by fairies.
Fang Yu knew the story, the story of fairies and humans forming an alliance to fight against giants and dragons. The goblins forged five of the most famous dragon-slaying swords, wielded by the five ancient Oathkeeper clans.
Is the sword in front of me one of them? Those bizarre pictures appeared in his mind. Are they the Annihilators who drank the blood of the Dragon King? Or the sword of Maya that killed the seven-headed dragon? It was still the legendary sword, which was later acquired by the hero Shujod as the goblin's companion, Jalapea.
I think it should be the latter.
Because he heard the angry low roar of the dragon.
Mazak pointed his sword at the behemoth and said in a low voice: "You are indeed alive, Nicol Bolas, but today is not the time to end all grudges. Leave, as long as I am here, you can't even think of harming this child. "
The dragon let out an angry scream.
It lunged forward, but a blinding light erupted from the sword, causing it to scream and retreat.
It looked at the sword tip with fear - it recognized this sword, had drunk its blood, and left an unforgettable memory on it. The cold light above the sword tip still hurts the wound on its body. Especially when the sword was pointed at it, it felt a throbbing in its heart, its right horn and right claw showed signs of physical collapse, and there was also a heartbreaking pain in its blind eyes.
It whined, unwillingly folded its wings and took a step back, and the diffuse black mist also retreated. It looked at the two of them with an expression that was both resentful and greedy, and said: "Oath Keepers, Oath Keepers, I will never let you go again. Just wait, the flames of revenge will burn us together - disaster The star has arrived again."
As it spoke, it spread its wings and slowly rose from the water. The wind pressure blew the water into waves, and the mangroves roared, but only Mazak remained motionless. The giant dragon glanced at the two of them one last time in mid-air, then turned and flew into the vast night sky.
Fang Plover raised his head and vaguely saw it flying towards the depths of Traveler Swamp.
He was about to ask something. But the innkeeper was slowly sheathing his sword and raising his right index finger as a silencing gesture.
After a while, a distant scream came from the depths of the swamp. The whistle was completely different from anything Fang Plover had heard before. It was so majestic and powerful that it made the entire swamp tremble.
The water surface rippled slightly, the mangrove trees were also trembling, and their leaves were drooping. A flock of aquatic birds appeared in the distance, flying into the dark sky in the night sky. Their screams echoed through the sky, over the heads of the two of them, and headed out of the swamp.
Fang Yu looked at this scene with his mouth wide open.
The towering man on the side looked as normal. He turned his head and said to Fang Plover: "This is the real dragon roar. How do you feel?"
The long roar from before was still echoing in Fang Plover's mind. He didn't know how far away the depths of the swamp were, but he thought it wouldn't be too close. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with some trepidation: "...What on earth is that?"
"That is the true form of Nicol Bolas, but they generally call it the Dragon Witch. It fell deep in this swamp thirty years ago. What you saw before was just its severed parts. It's just the remaining power in a horn." Mazak said as he waded forward, leaving a sentence at the same time: "If you want to hear a story, just follow me -"
At this time, Fang Yu saw two lines of prompts appearing from left to right on his system window:
'The event is over and the experience gained is recorded - 33,000 points. '
'Already included in the event directory - Dragon Witch. '
'Superior event catalog, the arrival of the third evil star. '
He gasped, almost shocked by the experience reward. The system's summary and record of cognitive experience is divided according to the level of the events behind it - according to the length of the process, the wider the scope, the number of participants, the strength of the enemy, and most importantly, the far-reaching impact on the entire world. degree, giving different levels of rewards to inspirers, participants and experiencers.
Among them, the longer the event, the wider the scope, the more people involved, the stronger the enemy, the more profound the impact on the world, and the more rewards are given.
What does thirty-three thousand experience mean? In the Craftsmen's Association and the Adventurer's Hall, a task that takes a team below level five to complete takes a week or more, and the reward is equally divided among everyone, which is almost one-tenth of this number.
It is very common for an ordinary selector to go through the normal process before level ten and advance to a level in about half a year. Only the elites trained by the Grand Guild can be promoted to level ten or above within two or three years.
For an individual, thirty-three thousand experience points are equivalent to completing a 'feat' or a 'glorious deed'. In Aitalia, a typical 'feat' is almost equivalent to making a person famous in a city.
And knowledge refers to experiencing an event - not inspiration and participation. The rewards of the latter two are definitely much more.
Just experiencing such an incident is enough to make someone famous in an area with a population of tens of thousands? Fang Yu really couldn't imagine how far-reaching an event would have to be to achieve this.
It's a pity that no one can tell him the answer to this question——
Because in the information state world of Aitalia, the laws and reality are very different - the system seems to have a power that transcends everything here. It always predicts and screens clues in advance, but often leaves only a piece of information. language information.
The 'Dragon Witch' incident in the prompt is easy to understand, but Fang Plover is still thinking about its superior directory, what exactly is the so-called 'The Coming of the Third Woe Star'. But every time at this time, he couldn't help but feel a headache that he still had too little understanding of the first world.
Mazak has traveled farther and farther.
Fang Yu looked over there, then put down his thoughts and chased after him. The former was not walking very fast and was deliberately waiting for him to catch up. After Fang Plover caught up with the other party, he remembered what the other party had said before - he was still a little surprised: just the remaining power of one of the dragon's chopped off horns could transform into a leader-level monster, Nicopola. How strong can Si's true body be?
And who is the Dragon Witch?
According to the records of the Silver Tower, the last Dark Dragon died in the Dead Swamp. Are there any other Dark Dragons living in this world after that?
But when he spoke, he asked about another unrelated matter: "Where are we going? Mr. Mazak, why don't we go back to the hotel?"
"It's not safe in the hotel right now," the tall man replied, but his tone was a bit disapproving, more disdain than concern. Fang Yu thought he was referring to those who triggered the mission, so he didn't ask further questions.
After a while, the former continued: "There is a forest ahead, which is the secret base of your companions."
"Secret base?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that this was not the first time he heard this term.
It was a dense forest of redwoods, and the terrain was elevated, forming dry slopes here. The redwood forest surrounds the island and grows extremely well. The root network inserted into the water is like a maze. Mazak led the square plover to twist left and right in the water network and walked for a while before setting foot on solid land.
Fortunately, they met Tianlan and Jita here, as well as Luo Yu and the Papalar crossbowman. It turned out that after they heard the roar of the dragon, they knew that the dragon had flown away and decided to wait here to meet the others.
Tian Lan was extremely surprised when she saw Fang Plover: "Ah, Brother Ed, how do you know this place?"
Behind the little French girl, Luo Yu and Jita were building a stove with wet mud, apparently preparing to light a fire to dry the clothes. The others were okay and only soaked their pants, but because of her shorter stature, Jita was almost completely soaked.
Parker was sitting under the tree, struggling to pour out the water from his boots, when a whitebait poured out and flopped on the ground. Several people looked in Fang Plover's direction, but Jita turned slightly sideways.
Fang Yu glanced at the 'little young lady' with some surprise, but was surprised to see that her wet robe was clinging to her body. Although the curve of her chest was very thin, it was also exquisite.
He thought he had seen it wrong and couldn't help but take another look. But he saw Jita lowering her head and whispering to him: "Mr. Ed..."
"ah--"
"Sorry sorry."
Fang Yu blushed and quickly looked away. Of course, he is not an idiot. He has more or less guessed it in his mind, but he has just confirmed it now. "Well, I just didn't expect it..." He touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly.
"It's none of your business, that's Parker's fault," Tian Lan said angrily.
Fang Plover glanced at the Papalar man curiously, wondering what good deed he had done. After the little French girl explained it, he realized that it was Mr. Papalal who bought Jita's robe. According to the usual logic of Papalal people, of course he bought it based on his own style. of.
He couldn't help but shook his head.
At this time, several other people saw the taciturn hotel owner behind Fang Yu. When Tianlan saw Mazak, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue: "Ah, good evening, Mr. Mazak - no wonder Brother Ed can find this place!"
Mazak nodded to them.
He walked to the campfire, which was filled with dry firewood. He took out the match and skillfully struck it on the stone, then ignited the velvet and moss in the center of the wood. A bright flame soon rose.
Mazak then turned around, threw a white glass bottle to a few people, and said, "Take care of it first."
Fang Yu still wanted to say that he was not injured, but when he saw the actions of several other people, he knew how ignorant he was. The bottle turned out to be salt—salt was the most important necessity for traveling in the swamp.
It is the nemesis of leeches.
Although he had only walked in the inlet for a few minutes, Fang Plover saw the power of these little things. He watched Mazak sprinkle salt on the leech, and watched the thing shrivel away and turn into a pool of blood.
The others followed suit, but Tian Lan was the only one making a fuss, as if the one who died was not a leech but herself.
Not long after, another girl's figure appeared in the mangrove - it was Aitila. Tianlan screamed when she saw Aitila and plunged into the latter's arms, almost knocking Aitila into the water. Jita also seemed very happy, but she hesitated and still didn't go.
Aitila smiled bitterly and pushed Tianlan away. She was slightly startled when she saw Fang Plover, and then a warm and soft look appeared in her eyes.
Fang Yu foolishly asked the elf girl if she needed salt, but Mazak looked at the pendant on Atila's chest and told him that believers in Amaya would not be attacked by wild animals, including insects. .
Of course, except for the crazy ones——
The bonfire was burning brightly, and Aitila came over and sat down by the bonfire. Everyone dried their clothes around the bright flame. Jita looked at the innkeeper with a little curiosity. Of course, she was not just curious about why he appeared in this place.
More importantly, everyone wants an explanation for what happened in the hotel.
Mazak silently pulled out the dragon-slaying sword Jalapea a few inches from its sheath, letting the bright sword light reflect the flames and fall on his face. He slowly pulled out the entire sword, and then said to Fang Plover: "Nearly a hundred years ago, my ancestor used this sword to seriously wound Nicol Bolas, and in that battle, he cut it off. A corner and a claw.”
"Your ancestor?" Jita bent her knees, put her legs together, and faced the bonfire with her little hands, and whispered in surprise: "Mr. Mazak, are you a descendant of Shuyode?"
"Our family is indeed the descendant of the Oath Keepers," Mazak rubbed the blade of the sword with his fingers and whispered: "Don't forget the dead enemies——"
His voice was very long, and among the dancing bonfires, everyone was drawn into that era, when dragon wings covered the sun and flames burned the city.
"Wait a minute," Fang Plover said, full of doubts, "Mr. Mazak, is that the horn that Nicol Bolas was chopped off at that time? Was it chopped off by the dragon-slaying hero Shujod himself?"
Shujod was a legendary hero who was active in the Sea of Clouds about a hundred years ago. Many legendary stories and songs about him circulated in the Kaulin-Ithurion region. The most well-known one is the legend that he kept his oath as a dragon slayer and defeated the evil dragon of Istania with the legendary dragon-slaying sword Garapea.
But the evil dragon is not necessarily the dark dragon.
The legend about the dark dragon ended seven centuries ago in the great battle in the Dead Swamp. It ended with the death of the last dragon "Helltongue" under the Holy Sword of Morning Light - the master of that sword was also a dwarf. Legendary hero, Valit, King of the Steel-Browd Dwarves.
But if you think about it carefully, neither in official documents nor in folk tales, the color of the dragon Shujod killed was never mentioned.
Today, Mazak, the innkeeper who claims to be a descendant of Shujod, holds the dragon-slaying sword Jalapea and tells them that his heroic ancestor fought off a black dragon that day - and the black dragon is without exception. Believers of darkness are the most prominent type among the dark dragons.
And he also told them that the dragon was called Nicol Bolas, also known as the Dragon Witch. His ancestor did not kill it, but only seriously injured it. During the battle, he cut off one of its horns and one of its claws, and blinded one of its eyes.
But Jita had never read a single word about this story in El Paxin's big library. Only Fang Plover remembered the name. He remembered that it came from the strange pair of masters and servants. Came out.
But the impressive blonde girl is now missing.
He asked Miss Fairy in his mind again, but the latter sat on his shoulder and shook her silver ponytail, but she had no idea about it.
After listening to Fang Plover's question, Mazak was silent for a long time before asking: "That's a long story. Do you really want to hear it?"
"Think, think, think." Tian Lan nodded like a fool.
But the tall man only looked at Fang Plover——
Until the latter nodded.
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