The main building of the castle.
Passing through the empty, broken hall and up to the second floor of the castle, the shouts of mercenaries gradually faded in the cold, damp space. Then, a beastly roar, seemingly from nowhere, appeared in the center of the castle, accompanied by a chilling wind.
Lin Feng walked past the gate that had been smashed down by the mercenaries, and stopped when he saw Carol Lawson and Dragon Ern standing separately from everyone else.
The roar just now came from Carol, a projection of her will in the Sea of Thought. Interestingly, her will was projected onto her arm, in the form of those eye-like scars.
He could tell that Carol hadn't been fully infused, but this semi-infused body...
Looking at Dragon Ern beside Carol, the old man's face still showed some foolishness and confusion, but his blind eye sockets instinctively turned to look when Lin Feng cast his gaze, before turning back to the front of the second-floor hall.
In front of the main hall stood four people dressed identically, with the Hyena Mercenary Group emblem embroidered on their shoulders. Two of them, mages, were carving inscriptions on the ground with knives. Before them was a heavy stone door.
It's blocked off; no one can get in.
Heh... Lin Feng recalled the shrike's cold gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then approached Carol and the other person.
"That fat pig is just ahead, I can smell him," Dragon's Earn whispered, as if pleading for help or perhaps murmuring.
Carol muttered, "That blind bastard, this place reeks of him. Only he would hang disgusting socks on the wall as an honor."
Following the direction Carroll pointed, you could see all sorts of socks lying around in the corner. Some of them had some kind of residue on them, which had bred maggots and attracted rats.
"He's right ahead."
As Dragon's Earn continued speaking, he took a slight step forward, drawing the attention of the others.
These people couldn't recognize Dragon Ern. His full head of white hair and blinded eyes made it impossible for them to find anything familiar. On the contrary, Carol's appearance reminded them of something.
That's exactly what made them prepare to attack this woman.
“Carol, you’re of the Lawson family bloodline. Open the door and let us in to take the inscription. No one will bother you as you deal with that fat pig, Leam.” A voice came from among the mercenaries, each casting a menacing glance.
The hyena mercenaries at the forefront also became curious about Carol, but they did nothing, waiting for the mage beside them to break the stone door and for the mercenaries to do something.
"Heh, I don't need your instructions on what I want to do." Carol's cold gaze swept around the room, finally landing on the dragon Ern beside her: "Old blind man, can you still move your legs?"
Dragon's Earn hesitated for a few seconds, then took another step with his aged body and weakly uttered, "I...can move."
active?
The mercenaries laughed so hard they shook, their muffled chuckles echoing around them: "Old man, do you even know how many this is?"
A mercenary stood there taunting, but in the blink of an eye, a hand appeared on his shoulder, followed by a dented scar, which slowly rose from beneath his white hair.
"0!" Crack! The five fingers, which hadn't even opened yet, were snapped off. Before the mercenary could even scream, the severed fingers were ripped off.
The laughter abruptly stopped; the speed of the Dragon Arn was unbelievable, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.
Immediately afterward, the mercenary whose finger had been broken abruptly suppressed his screams, looked at the scar between Dragon Ern's eyes, and gritted his teeth tightly.
The air fell silent for a second. As the mercenaries trembled, a strange change quietly occurred on Carol's arm. Eye-like scars, like wriggling sludge, proliferated wildly on her shoulder, rising from her skin like tentacles, leaving behind pitted scars resembling eye sockets.
Click!
A mercenary's face showed horror. He saw a puddle of water at his feet, through which the head of an insect was emerging and biting his leg.
"Sludge bugs?!"
"What's going on? How come there are monsters here?"
In a moment of carelessness, a large part of the mercenary's leg was bitten off. Just as he was about to dodge, more insect heads emerged from the water stains on the ground and immediately bit the legs and feet of all the mercenaries.
Damn it!
The Infiltrator among the mercenaries opened the lion's head behind the shield, and its infiltrated body bit into the head of the worm at its feet, dragging out most of the stinking mud worm's body and crushing it mercilessly.
Lin Feng took a step back, but the water stains didn't appear at her feet, and the scar on Carol's shoulder didn't look at him.
In that instant, Dragon's Earn changed. His incredible speed allowed him to appear before the lion-headed mercenary, raising a huge eyeball from his white hair.
Dip!
His eyes were blind, but his heart was not!
Below its single eye was an open dragon's mouth, its sharp, distinct teeth and withered, zombie-like body slowly rising, biting down on the lion's head and easily chewing it up in its mouth.
It was chewed up...
Lin Feng's pupils dilated. The opponent's body, after being immersed in the Dragon's Embryo, seemed to have no defense whatsoever. It was easily crushed by the Dragon's Embryo, as if it were eating a piece of golden hard candy, making a crisp sound.
"Dragon's Enne...you, you're not dead!"
The mercenary recognized him, but it was too late. His body was reduced to a pile of fragments, becoming food for the dragon Ern.
Approaching transformation?
Or is it the bloodline of a dragon?
Lin Feng's mind and body were stirred up. Even though he had saved the other party, the sense of crisis made him feel somewhat defensive.
"Dragon's Ern".
At this moment, a man stepped out from among the members of the Hyena Mercenary Group. He had an ordinary human body, but he was carrying a right-angled greatsword with barbs, which he slammed heavily onto the floor in front of the two men.
"Who are you?"
Dragon Ern slowly turned its head, its huge eye on its head turning first, then its body twisting to show its withered chest, painted with a scarlet hue, to the crowd.
Blood of the Ancient Dragon!
The man's gaze was intense. He lifted the blade in his hand with one hand and slung it over his shoulder, replying in a deep voice, "Rhys, Hyena Mercenary Group."
Rhys, the greatswordsman and second-in-command of the Hyena Mercenary Group, grew up with orcs and is incredibly strong but impulsive.
Before he finished speaking, Rhys's gaze swept over the three remaining people. If what the mercenaries said was true, perhaps they could cooperate...
"Get out of my way!" Flames erupted from the mouth of the dragon Ern.
In just a few seconds, a red light emanated from Rhys's body. The red glow of his grudge ignited around him, transforming his ordinary human body into a giant-like skeletal armor.
"Immersion: Crimson Armor of Long-Standing Grudges"
As if comparing the two people, Lin Feng's spiritual eye discovered something unique: the dragon Ern's body shimmered with an extremely unique scarlet color, giving his body an extraordinary aura.
Rhys's crimson armor exuded an aura different from the usual infusion, giving him an extraordinary feeling that transcended infusion.
Thoughts flashed by, and in Lin Feng's eyes, the two had already entered battle. The zombie-like bone claws were slammed down by the falling giant sword, making it very clear that one of them was superior.
"What an impressive guy."
Dragon Ern bit the greatsword, a sharp red light reflected from the eye on its head, and two flames suddenly rose from its hands.
When did such a person appear in this world?
However, he is not a melee fighter; he is a fire elemental mage!
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