Chapter 608: Dragon Feast, Dragon King, Mad Dragon

Time goes back to the time when people first started fighting Aegis.

Behind a rock far away from the battlefield, Jon stared at the situation on the battlefield.

"As expected of a team that is praised by everyone, they are able to handle flying dragons with ease. They are adventurers from a neighboring country."

His praise stopped abruptly. As the prince's bodyguard, he was accustomed to looking at things from a macro perspective.

"It is said that the people of the Kingdom of Anor have become much stronger because of the emergence of the Thane Dungeon. I don't know exactly how much this 'much' means. Although the Thane Dungeon has now come to our Warrior Kingdom, it is still a long time ago, and the gap cannot be made up in a short time."

Jon's tone revealed a sense of crisis, and he said to himself: "We have to work harder, or we will be surpassed."

In fact, he felt that his behavior of hiding here had been surpassed to some extent.

When Aegis fell from the air for the first time, he immediately put on the invisibility cloak made with the same craftsmanship as Edgar and strode towards the building not far away.

Seeing the building getting closer and closer to him, and seeing that Aegkiss didn't notice this side, Jon couldn't help but feel excited.

This is a place that many adventurers have tried to explore but failed, and now he is about to conquer it for the first time!

His work had never had such a wonderful start, he wanted to cheer for himself and applaud himself!

“Click, click—”

As he approached the building, his ears keenly caught a hint of something wrong, a rattling sound, a bit like the collision of metals, usually heard by people wearing fully armed armor.

But that discordant sound was as fleeting as the undead entering the sick village. The sound only lasted for such a brief moment that people couldn't help but feel that they were hallucinating.

As a professional bodyguard, Jon didn't think he would hear hallucinations, so there must be something wrong.

The reason why he could become the prince's bodyguard now was because his predecessor made a mistake when protecting the prince. Lanler had his ear blown off by an assassin while he was giving a speech, but his predecessor just stood there motionless. Naturally, he was fired and punished, and then it was John's turn to get this job.

No matter how small the abnormality is, he will eliminate it thoroughly!

As he approached the building, Jon slowed down and took out a scroll that could detect nearby life. As a result, only Stellan showed any life response.

But this did not mean that his suspicion was cleared. He threw a piece of skull fragment into the building to lure the enemy, held his breath and waited for a minute, but nothing happened.

"Maybe I can rest assured now."

After all, some monsters cannot be detected by magic, but the luring effect of the decoy skull can force them out. Therefore, in the bodyguard industry, the decoy skull has become a must-have equipment, and not bringing it is unprofessional.

Even with the help of the invisibility cloak, Jon still chose to walk in through the collapsed wall of the building carefully.

At this moment, the sky in Gaileed had just darkened, and the red sky looked even darker red, as if it could drip blood.

Under the red sky, Jon saw the interior of the building and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"It's stable. This must be the place I'm looking for."

The reason why he was so sure was because he saw a dragon here.

The corpse of a dragon that has been almost completely petrified and it is hard to tell that it was once a living creature!

The huge monster almost filled up half of the building, and around the dragon's corpse stood sculptures of various sizes. Perhaps they were sculptures of dragons, but only the upper body, and the head had been chopped off, leaving only a weathered neck.

The dragon corpse was curled up, and in front of it, where its head fell to the ground, an altar as tall as an adult stood there quietly.

On the altar, a purple-red unknown substance was burning silently. Just by seeing that thing, Jon knew it must be something extraordinary.

The surrounding layout has a very religious ritual feel, and this is most likely the [Great Dragon Feast Church]!

"His Highness Lanle will definitely praise me greatly now, and I will have a chance to get a salary increase, hehe."

With caution toward the unknown and respect for mystery, Jon slowly approached the altar.

He glanced at the huge dragon corpse, wanting to see whether it was a two-legged dragon or a four-legged dragon.

However, the opponent's legs were completely broken, leaving only the remnant of the spine connected to the slender neck and the head that was slightly shorter than the flying dragons Yakir and Aegis.

It is obvious that this unknown dragon is probably not a simple flying dragon!

"Looking at its size, it must be a quadruped. Why did it die here? Why is the flying dragon outside guarding this place?"

With doubt in his mind, Jon raised his hand and touched the altar.

Of course he knew that it was best not to touch the unknown casually, but if he didn't touch it, there was no other way to understand it. This was simply a rule that could not be followed.

When the hand touches the burning flame on the altar.

He did not feel the sensation of being burned by the flames, but another sensory stimulation far more intense than the burning flames instantly entered his heart.

Jon couldn't help but see a scene that seemed like an illusion.

The sound of the storm was howling in his ears, and for a moment he thought he was back in Stonewell City, but when he looked closely,

He saw a tall city suspended in the sky, gradually withering in the storm.

Dozens of hurricanes powerful enough to destroy everything were now surrounding the city that clearly revealed its ancient meaning. It seemed as if a mysterious force was protecting it from the strong winds, making it feel far more mysterious than Stonewell City.

The thunder roared in his ears, and the lightning illuminated the dark clouds where the storm was gathering in an instant. Jon's body trembled.

Because he saw a huge dragon flying in the thick clouds!

Not just one, but dozens of giant dragons!

Could this be a city built by a dragon?

Before he could react to the drastic change in his mind, his vision was suddenly pulled into the ancient city, getting closer and closer. Passing through the barriers of the storm and the gaps in time and space, he saw a mysterious existence in the deepest part of the ancient city.

It is something hanging upside down in the sky, like a cocoon.

No, it's not a cocoon at all.

That's a dragon!

A dragon that wraps itself with wings!

Just as Jon was about to observe carefully, a dragon roar that exceeded all his previous feelings suddenly appeared in the cocoon. Just by listening to the sound, he felt as if his soul was being torn apart!

At this moment, another dragon roar filled with tyranny and wildness sounded as if in response!

Before his eyes there was another dizzying change of scenes. The storm disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a sky that was so oppressive that it seemed to be falling.

The city in the sky disappeared, and in its place were mountains that pierced the sky like spikes!

And here, there is also a dragon lurking!

His sight was getting closer and closer to the top of the Spiky Mountain. He had just recovered from the roar and couldn't help but wonder who the upside-down dragon was and why he almost vomited because of the oppressive feeling when he just looked at it?

And could the one who issued the other dragon roar be at the top of this spike-like mountain? I have never heard such a domineering and wild roar in my life.

A desire to explore the unknown arose in Jon's heart, but he was destined to fail.

Because before approaching the highest peak of Spike Mountain, the owner of the voice seemed to be aware of his presence.

The next moment, a blanket of red thunder fell in front of Jon!

“Ahhh—”

A terrifying feeling that almost burned his soul to ashes pierced his mind. Terror filled his heart in that instant and his chest felt like it was about to explode.

You can't fight the dragon, you can't resist the dragon, you can't defeat the dragon!

Such thoughts filled his mind in an instant, reason disappeared, and only fear remained.

He almost crawled on the ground. Even the dragon corpse beside the altar gave him a great sense of oppression.

“Ohhhhh—”

A heart-wrenching sound suddenly rang out, and Jon was startled again, but then he noticed that the sound seemed to be made by humans, and it was in the Spiky Mountain.

He couldn't see the man's figure, but he could feel the unconcealable passion coming from him!

"Baile!"

The voice sounded old and crazy, but full of courage!

"I am no longer afraid of you!"

"Look carefully! This old man's soul!"

"As the soul of a dragon warrior!"

Obviously at first glance this old voice would be completely drowned out by the dragon's roar.

But when he shouted these words, the pride in his tone, as if he had overcome fear and regained courage, made his voice suddenly rise!

Even if the strongest dragon stood before him, he might dare to draw his butcher knife!

This courage is not only sky-high, but also contagious.

The fear that had just risen in Jon's heart suddenly disappeared.

Before the sound disappeared, scenes appeared before his eyes as if traveling through time and space.

He saw one person after another who were dressed strangely. They seemed to come from different eras and had absolutely no connection with each other.

The only thing they have in common is that they are fighting dragons!

Two-legged and four-legged dragons, flying dragons, ancient dragons, ice, fire, and lightning, these armed men fought against one terrifying dragon after another!

Some of them died, while others successfully slayed the dragon, dug out the dragon's bloody heart, and swallowed the dragon's heart on the altar.

Then, his pupils were like boiling gold!

Jon called out the names of these people at once:

"Dragon Warrior!"

At this moment, the illusion disappears!

Jon's body could no longer support him standing, and he fell to the ground.

The roar of the unknown dragon warrior seemed to still echo in his ears, roaring at the unknown existence called "Belle".

It filled his heart with unspeakable emotions.

Coming back from the hallucination, he felt as if he were in another world. He looked at the altar next to the dragon corpse again, and the scene of dragon warriors from past generations devouring the dragon's heart seemed to reappear before his eyes.

For a moment, he saw himself standing at the altar, devouring the dragon's heart.

If the hallucination just now gave him any idea, it was this:

The dragon's heart looks delicious.

No, no.

It must be because those dragon warriors look so powerful!

"call"

Jon took a deep breath and gave his speech.

“Shocked.”

(End of this chapter)