They guided Lind through this tranquil and magnificent world.
Along the way, Linde could see more sleeping dragons, their scales shimmering with a dreamlike luster under the holy light.
He also saw many enormous ancient architectural ruins made of unknown metals and crystals, with runes etched on them that were completely different from the Zedu civilization and the mainstream system of the current continent, exuding a more ancient and desolate aura.
【Deconstructing the Halo】is activated throughout, like the most greedy sponge, absorbing all visible information—the subtlest energy flow in the air, the residual structures of ancient runes on the ground, and even the life fluctuations unconsciously emitted by those sleeping dragons, containing the essence of their racial history and power.
All the data converged and cross-referenced within the core of his consciousness.
He noticed that the closer he got to the heart of the holy site, the stronger the sense of "sleeping" tranquility in the air became, and there was even a faint feeling of "stagnation".
It's as if time flows at an unusually slow pace here.
Finally, they arrived at the heart of the holy site.
It was an incredibly open flat area, in the center of which stood an enormous, dark gold-colored dragon-shaped statue, seemingly carved from a single ancient rock.
No, that's not a statue.
Lind's purple eyes narrowed slightly. It was a dragon, a dragon far larger than Kel'Thuzad, even larger than any creature Lind had ever seen.
His (or her) scales were a thick, dark gold, with a texture that had weathered countless ages. The dragon's head was lowered on its forepaws, its eyes were closed, and no life force emanated from it, as if it had truly become one with the earth beneath its feet and the surrounding rocks.
This is Amarshark, the "Rock of Eternity," the oldest guardian of the dragons.
However, in the perspective of "deconstructing the halo," Linde sees more than just slumber.
He saw countless extremely thin energy chains, almost integrated with the space itself, extending from all directions of the holy land, wrapping around Amazelak's massive body like a spider web!
These chains are not physical entities, but rather composed of extremely complex runes that contain the meanings of laws such as "imprisonment," "stagnation," and "forgetting"!
This is not a natural slumber! It is an extremely powerful seal!
Or rather, Amaserak deliberately bound himself to the laws of the entire Dragonsleep Sanctuary, falling into a near-eternal state of "stasis," sacrificing himself to maintain the last vestiges of independence and peace of this sanctuary, and resisting the assimilation pressure from the outside world (most likely imposed by Tiolantis through the magic network)!
Kael'thas and the other elders stopped some distance from Amar'thas, their gazes toward the Guardian filled with reverence, worry, and a hint of... indescribable sorrow.
"As you can see, Lord Lind."
Kael'thas's voice echoed heavily, "To protect the last embers of the dragon race, His Majesty Amar'thas chose to anchor his existence and the foundation of the Holy Land after the ancient war of the gods, falling into eternal slumber. Only in this way can the complete infiltration of the magic network be prevented, preserving this pure land that is not entirely under the control of Tiolantis."
"The Spellweaver" Magosra added, his voice like a sigh:
"But this also means that His Majesty cannot awaken on his own. Forcibly awakening him may cause the laws of the Holy Land to collapse, or even endanger His Majesty's own 'existence'. We need a being... with a unique essence, capable of safely 'connecting' and 'guiding' His Majesty's consciousness without disrupting the existing balance."
All eyes were on Lind.
Lind understood instantly.
What the dragons valued was not only his potential to fight against Tiolantis, but also his unique essence of possessing the origins of light and darkness, which allowed him to "define" and "balance" the laws to a certain extent!
Moreover, in essence, the dragons are completely on the same path as him, both being hostile to the god of magic.
They hoped to use his power as a "safe bridge" or "buffer" to touch Amarselak's consciousness, which was sealed by layers of laws, and to awaken him without causing a collapse!
This is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous mission.
If he is not careful, he may be assimilated by the vast and boundless ancient will of Amaserac, or trigger the backlash of the Holy Land's laws, or even directly trigger the potential suppression mechanism that Teolantis exerts on the Holy Land through the magic network!
The dragons are using him, gambling his life and soul for a chance to awaken the guardians!
Linde's cold gaze swept over the dragon elders, taking in the complex emotions in their eyes that were a mixture of expectation, guilt, and determination.
He slowly walked forward, approaching the "Eternal Rock" that slumbered like a mountain. The closer he got, the more he could feel the suffocating "static" force, seemingly equal to the weight of the entire plane.
He reached out, his fingertips about to touch the dark golden scales, cold as ancient rocks.
At the same time, he secretly increased the power of [Deconstructing the Halo] to its limit, no longer just observing, but like the finest scalpel, trying to dissect the structure of the chains of laws wrapped around Amazelak, and find the most crucial node that could be safely "accessed".
He saw it.
At the core of countless interwoven chains, near the Amatherak Dragon Crystal (heart), lies an extremely tiny, ever-changing "singularity."
That is the intersection of all the laws and forces, and also the most fragile yet most crucial balance point of the entire "static" system.
The dragons either don't know this point, or they do know it but can't utilize it, because only beings like Lind, who possess both the order of light (stable connection) and the nothingness of shadow (penetration and evasion), could possibly touch it without causing a collapse.
“I can try.”
Lind withdrew his hand, turned to look at Kel'Thuzad, and said calmly, "But I need to know your specific plans after awakening Him. And... how the dragons will fulfill their duties as allies afterward."
He didn't question the other party about being used; instead, he directly demanded promises and details. He was as calm as if he were negotiating a deal.
Kel'Thalas and the other elders exchanged glances. Finally, the golden dragon spoke, his voice solemn like an oath:
"In the name of the Dragon Council and our ancestors, I swear: if you succeed in awakening His Majesty Amarsera, the dragons will fight alongside you with all their might against Tiorantis. The ancient knowledge of the dragons, the power accumulated in the sacred lands, and all the dragons that can fight will become your sword and shield. Until the threat is eliminated, or the dragons shed their last drop of blood!"
Lind nodded. That promise was enough.
He said no more and refocused his attention on Amarselak.
He took a deep breath, and in his left eye, a galaxy of light shone brilliantly, while in the depths of his right eye, a still and silent abyss remained as dark as ink.
He stretched out his hands, his left hand guiding the pure light vein order power, transforming it into a slender yet resilient silver light thread; his right hand drawing upon the cold, ethereal power of the Shadow Abyss, transforming it into an almost invisible, transparent wave.
Under his exquisite control, the two forces, like intertwined DNA spirals, were precisely aimed at the "singularity" where the laws of the universe converged, which he had discovered!
There was no earth-shattering fanfare, only an extremely subtle operation, like a needle piercing the inside of the most precise clock.
The power of the Light Vein is responsible for "connection" and "stability," like building a bridge to ancient consciousness; the power of the Shadow Abyss is responsible for "penetration" and "shielding," carefully avoiding those sensitive law traps and isolating possible external interference (especially detection from the magic network).
Linde focused all his energy on this; the [Deconstruction Halo] acted like the most precise navigator, guiding these two forces through the labyrinth of laws fraught with danger.
He "saw" a vast, ancient consciousness, seemingly composed of countless mountains, stars, and time itself. It was like a prehistoric behemoth sealed in amber, silent yet containing a power powerful enough to shake the world.
His power, like tiny tentacles, gently and tentatively touched the very edge of that consciousness...
Success! Connection established!
Next comes the most crucial step—how to transmit the awakened "signal" without triggering severe rejection, and guide that vast consciousness to safely "return."
Linde closed his eyes, transforming his will into a clear and unwavering thought, which he transmitted along the bridge of light and darkness:
"Amazelak, the times need your strength. Wake up."
In an instant, the entire Dragon Sleep Holy Land seemed to tremble slightly.
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