Sword of Dawn

"Grand Master, calm down, where is your proud judgment?" Fierna smiled and looked at the angry face in the vines, "This is just a temporary door that we opened. It is just for you to bury the rune stone, and it will be closed after a few hours - the gate in the valley is permanent, it is the foundation of our business, it is the control center of all nodes, only half a month is paid for it Don't you think it's worth the hard work?"

Borken stared at the elf's face, and said in a deep voice after a few seconds: "When you show such fake smiles, I don't even want to believe a word you say."

Leierna laughed: "Don't be like this, Grand Priest, we will tell you how to open this temporary door, after all, we still need to open many, many cracks and plant more rune stones—we The two sisters don't have so much energy to open every door by themselves."

"Very well, I will seriously verify the 'method' you brought, and I hope you will not hide any more this time," Borken said in a deep voice, "Now let's go to the next step—since this It's a temporary gate, so we don't have much time to waste, putting the rune stone in."

"Follow your order——" Leierna and Fierna bowed slightly together, and said in an exaggerated tone on purpose, and then Leierna straightened up and looked at a tree man nearby, "There are still people who can move." Is it an aberration? Go and bring the rune stone over, we're going to 'unload'."

The tree man shook the canopy, and the twisted and terrifying face on the trunk showed a trace of anger: "You all burned it up just now!"

"...Ah, that's a pity," Ferna seemed a little surprised, shaking her head and said, "I thought we had enough reserves, so I tested it with those consumables..."

"Grab a few more, as long as they can be used temporarily," Leierna said immediately, her tone was very flat, "Anyway, they are no longer glorious citizens of Gondor."

Chapter 1253 "Treatment"

The ruins of the ancient city stood silently in the wind, and the dust flying up from the wasteland was carried by the wind, flapping and whistling among the distorted and weathered buildings and the rusted pipe steel beams, and in the center of the ruins of the former Magic Junction Station , the earth seemed to have been gouged out of a large piece of flesh and blood, leaving only a black pit inlaid on the cracked earth, a ball of light at the bottom of the pit was slowly surging, deep in the light was the space outlined by the dark blue webway.

It is a huge power system that exists parallel to the entire planet. It is an "internal circulation network" formed by the planet in the magical environment of the universe. Ordinary people in this era still know little about it. In Na's eyes, there are not many secrets in this huge and mysterious dark blue webway.

A deep and muffled grunt sounded along the wind. Fierna raised her head and saw two flesh-and-blood giant-like deformed bodies appearing on the edge of the pit. It swells, shrinks, and wriggles in the same way, and its body trembles every few seconds—this irrational chaotic monster seems to be still resisting the control of the external will, but their resistance is obviously useless.

A treant with dark brown twisted branches stood beside the two monsters. His crown was in a twisted and tangled state. The dry branches were entangled into a structure similar to a brain, and there were constantly flickering spots of light in the gully Wandering through the "brains" all over the place, strong mental impulses were released from it, suppressing the instinctive impulses of resistance of the two deformed bodies.

"...It's really ugly." Ferna turned her head and said something casually. Although she said something disgusting, her expression was exceptionally calm.

"Get the rune stone ready!" Another treant yelled loudly nearby, and then the intertwined roots all around the big pit wriggled, and a moment later, a huge black cube was wriggled The vines and roots were transported to the vicinity of the big pit, and then transported to the two aberrations that were being controlled.

It was a pitch-black stone about two meters long, with a fairly regular shape and a faint metallic luster. It seemed to be made of various magical materials through complex processing, and it could be seen inside each side. Runes emitting faint brilliance are constantly emerging and changing. The turbulent magic power in the wasteland interacts with those runes from time to time. Gradually dissipated in the depths of the stone.

If outsiders saw it, it would be hard to believe that such a sophisticated thing was "produced" in such a wasteland.

However, even so, the twin elves still seemed dissatisfied with the "rune stone". Leierna stared at the huge cube for a long time before shaking her head and sighing: "Oh, it's shoddy."

"Just enough." Ferna smiled, "It's not easy for them to produce such a device in such an environment."

The handover of the rune stones has been completed during the conversation, and two ferocious and distorted mutant giants hugged a huge black cube from the squirming vines—that thing was obviously so heavy that even the powerful mutants needed to work together to lift it up. Hug firmly—then the treant standing on the edge of the pit gave an order, and the bodies of the two deformed bodies trembled slightly at the same time. They roared silently, and finally took heavy steps towards the bottom of the pit. The "door" in front of me walked slowly.

At this moment, even the elf twins, who have always been relaxed and detached, couldn't help but focus their attention on the "rune stone". There was a black cubic boulder with runes constantly wandering inside. They watched the thing get closer to the bottom of the pit, and watched the blue light from the dark blue network pass through the gate and shine on the surface of the rune stone.

In the next moment, the black heavy cube seemed to suddenly "live", all the runes inside it shone brightly at the same time, countless previously hidden lines established connections in the flickering, dozens of complex magic The array was activated and reorganized within a thousandth of a second, the air crackled, and the pure energy in the dark blue webway seemed to break through the balance structure near the "door", accompanied by dazzling sparks flashed suddenly, the two responsible for transporting The distortion of the rune stone instantly turned into a bright torch, which was wiped out in the violent combustion.

However, the activated rune stone also fell into the deepest part of the big pit, and fell into the space where the dark blue webway was located—the surface of the "door" rippled in circles, and in the swaying light and shadow, The tree people around only saw that the magical device that was made with great difficulty fell into a stream of light while shining with brilliance, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Leierna raised her head and looked at Grand Priest Borken, who was also staring at the bottom of the pit, with a smile on her face: "The rune stone has been placed, Grand Priest."

"...Very well, counting the experimental one before, we now have two control nodes," Borken said in a low and hoarse voice after being silent for a moment, "We still have a hundred more to be placed. .”

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, Your Excellency the Grand Priest," Ferna said with a smile, "We have now collected enough data and tested a new way to open the door, and the progress of placing the rune stone will be faster and faster—of course , I mean inside the wasteland."

"Yeah... the interior of the wasteland... but the nodes we want to control are not only inside this damn high wall," Borken stared at the elf twins in front of him with his tawny eyes, "we have to make sure that at least [-]% of the Runestones work, and we've found less than half of them in the wasteland—you know what I mean."

"Of course, you will have a chance, but for that chance, you still need to accumulate some strength," Leierna said lightly, "As for the current stage, our main goal is to control all nodes inside the Grand Wall Put in the rune stone, so that no matter whether the subsequent actions are smooth or not, we will have a huge force enough to reverse the situation."

Borken looked at the "elf" in front of him, and said in a deep voice after a long time, "I hope everything is as easy as you said."

……

The howling cold wind of the polar region slaps the thick and high walls of the city, but the adventurer camp under the starry night is brightly lit. The team returning after completing the mission is heading to the management center to settle the harvest and "promotion points" after a lot of hard work, and is responsible for expanding the camp. The engineering team crossed the avenue, and the engineering vehicles shipped directly from the Loren continent ran over the road. The roar of the magic engine was mixed with the voices of people in the streets and alleys-this is the daily life of this newly built town. There are sounds that can be heard, and Modil has been used to these sounds for so long after living here.

"This is a wonderful place," the great adventurer sat by the window of his hut, and said to Gawain with emotion, "This land is desolate. It can even be said that stepping out of the city gate is dangerous. There are all kinds of dangerous things on the soil, survival is the number one challenge that everyone must face, but on the other hand, these shelters built on the wasteland are full of vitality, even more than many towns of the same size in Loren Continent. It must also be alive. People pour all their hopes for survival, future and peace into these solid walls, and go out from here again and again, trying to regain civilization from the barbarism... Whenever I think of these , I would be greatly touched.”

"But in fact, most of the people you touch come here for the purpose of making a fortune, and some of them are because of the mission of the alliance," Amber on the side fiddled with a cloud of shadowy dust like a cyclone, while He casually said, "Apart from the volunteers from the Principality of the Holy Dragon and some aid officers and soldiers, the only ones who really care about 'civilization' and 'future' are those dragons who were born and raised in Tarrond - this is their hometown, not others of."

The great adventurer laughed and shook his head slightly: "If a cause is great and full of glory, and countless people have made great sacrifices for it, why should we bother to ask whether every name behind this cause is flawless or not? 'Saints'? In my opinion, these people traveled thousands of miles to come here, took risks to expand the borders of the safe zone, rebuild cities and factories, a glorious civilization has the hope of rising again because of them, no matter where they come Whatever the motivation for this, there should be a place for them in history."

Gawain looked at Mordir in surprise: "I thought you were just keen on taking risks, but I didn't expect you to have so much deep thinking."

"It's my honor to receive your praise," Modil said immediately, and then scratched his messy white hair, "I don't think these are very deep thoughts, I just lived here for a while , It’s just that I have some new understanding of these adventurers and their way of life... I recorded all my experiences here in my personal notebook, and when I am about to leave, I will give it to someone I trust, so that even if one day in the future I forgot the things here again, the things I have witnessed and thought about can also be handed down..."

"It's a wise move, but if everything goes well, you might not need this arrangement," Gao Wen smiled, and turned to look at Amber, "How are your preparations going?"

Amber raised her finger and shook it in mid-air, and the sand and dust danced around her fingertips as if alive: "It's ready."

Gawain nodded, and looked at Victoria, who was sitting next to him and never spoke. The latter also raised his head almost at the same time, and there was a little worry on his face that was always frosty in the past: "Amber's method is really true. Does it work?"

"Let me tell you this, I can't guarantee that I can block the connection between your ancestors and Ms. Ye's Divine Kingdom [-]%. After all, that thing involves gods. It doesn't mean that I stole some sand from Ms. Ye I can deal with it when I come out, but I can guarantee that things will not be worse at least-and in theory, I can at least stabilize the big adventurer's body to a certain extent, even if he will still go 'that way' 'Slipping down, this process will be greatly prolonged, so we at least have a chance to breathe, right?"

When things came to an end, Amber didn't open her mouth as confidently as she usually did, but bluntly stated the limitations of her abilities and possible unsatisfactory consequences, and her straightforward "confession" not only did not It made Victoria feel suspicious, but the northern ruler was inexplicably relieved.

Prudent promises are more reliable than extravagant boasting, especially Miss Amber who opened the mouth—Victoria knows the Minister of Intelligence, and there is such a standard of judgment among the high-level empire: When Amber promises you casually When "this matter is settled", you have to start thinking about the consequences of things falling apart, but when she said cautiously that she was only [-]% sure, it meant that she was really at least [-]% sure.

Gawain's eyes swept over Victoria and Modil, and finally landed on Amber. He exhaled lightly, nodded to her and said, "Let's begin."

Amber nodded. With the experience of letting Mordir "cooperate" last time, she didn't talk nonsense this time, and her ability to perceive and control the shadow and dust was quietly activated. In an instant, Mordir Wilde was in her His eyes changed again into a strange appearance with half of his body made up of flowing sand and dust...

Gawain and Victoria watched all this nervously, but they couldn't see the "truth" that only Amber could perceive. In their eyes, Amber just stood quietly beside Mordir, raised her hand on the In the mid-air beside the old mage, some vague gray-white dust undulated around Mordir, swirling like a mist with uncertain reality-the whole process lasted for several minutes, and there was no mystery in it. Can't see it at all.

If it wasn't for the mutual understanding to a certain extent, Gao Wen would definitely suspect that the Shadow Assault Goose used a bunch of light and shadow special effects to fool him, just to deceive Victoria back then. drink...

At this moment, Amber suddenly withdrew her hand, and the shadows and dust that appeared and disappeared in the air disappeared. She slapped her hands and exhaled, and said with a smile on her face, "Okay, it's done."

"Is this over again?" The first person to speak was Modil, who was the person involved. He still didn't feel any changes in himself, but looked at Amber in confusion, who seemed to have put in a lot of effort just now. He looked down at his body again, "I still don't feel anything..."

"You won't feel it, just like you haven't felt anything wrong with your body in the past six centuries - the power of 'mutation' has completely become a part of your life, like your breath and heartbeat Inseparable, any 'operation' I do to you will naturally take this into consideration, so you will definitely not feel it," Amber looked at the great adventurer, explaining with an expression of "I understand", " It would be really bad if you really felt abnormal changes in your body."

Hearing what Amber said, Modil was a little nervous instead: "...What if I feel abnormal changes in my body?"

Amber blurted out without much thought: "I'll hug Victoria's leg and let her do it softly. It's best to give it another chance..."

Mordir: "...?"

"Don't worry, she's always been like this," Gao Wen knew from Amber's mouth full of running the train that her operation must have ended smoothly, and he couldn't help but smile on his face while he heaved a sigh of relief, "Get up and move around, Make sure there is really no discomfort, and we will continue to discuss your matter."

"Well, I feel pretty good..." Modil nodded, stood up while speaking, and moved his joints a little, but just when the great adventurer wanted to say something However, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened immediately, staring straight at a certain direction.

When Amber saw the situation, she jumped up instantly, slid on her knees and rushed towards Victoria...

Chapter 1254 Hometown Reunion

Amber is fast.

It was a speed that was difficult for the legendary powerhouse's dynamic vision to capture. It was a flash that crossed the boundary between shadow and reality. Both Gawain and Victoria could only hear the whistling of the wind in their ears, and the shame of a certain alliance had already melted into one. There was a quick black flash, and in the next moment, Victoria felt a heavy thing hanging on her thigh, and heard a voice: "Observe again!!"

Gao Wen's head was as big as a bucket, and even though he had seen a lot of Amber's strange moves over the years, he obviously couldn't stand it at this time, he stepped forward and grabbed the guy's belt and forcibly lifted her up: "Okay, don't be ashamed — Mordir, what happened?"

Victoria finally came to her senses at this time. The Duchess of the North, who was always calm and calm in any situation, widened her eyes, as if she had been so frightened for the first time in her life. She was even a little at a loss. It wasn't until Gao Wen took Amber away that he took a half step back bewilderedly... So in a sense, Amber's sliding knee was quite effective, after all, even the legendary powerhouse didn't expect this to happen. The Grand Duchess' thoughts were interrupted.

"I...I'm fine," Modil finally blinked at this time, as if he had suddenly woken up from a short but intoxicating dream, he was still a little confused, his eyes swept over several figures in the cabin, and finally It just landed on Gao Wen, "Just now... I seem to have seen something... No, I didn't see it, but I felt it..."

"What do you feel?" Gawain quickly put the amber on the ground and asked with a particularly serious expression.

After Amber fell to the ground, she swayed, first looked up at Mordir, then at Gawain and Victoria, who had serious expressions, and seemed to judge that there was nothing wrong with the great adventurer, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then Retreating to the corner and trying to reduce the sense of existence, he raised his ears to pay attention to the changes in the matter—Modil, as the person involved, seemed to have not noticed all this at all, he just shook his head slightly, as if he was dispelling something entrenched in his mind. Looking at some things, he said slowly: "In that direction... what I'm looking for is in that direction, I remember, I've been to that place! I also saw a hole there, no one knows the hole , very bad, there is a hole there...there is another place, and I went to another 'entry'...they are connected together..."

Mordir's eyes gradually became confused, and his words were inconsistent, but just when Gawain and Victoria couldn't help but want to help, the old mage suddenly stopped, and he shook his head vigorously , his eyes gradually regained clarity.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that the old ancestor recovered, Victoria immediately asked subconsciously, "You just..."

"I'm fine, don't worry," the old mage nodded, and then he showed a thoughtful look. He seemed to be sorting out what happened to him just now, and said slowly after a few seconds, "I just felt There are several layers of consciousness floating on the 'surface' at the same time, and those consciousnesses are all me, memories of different periods and states... My mind is full of my own voice and things I have seen, Goddess of magic, I Never heard of such a thing..."

"Memories of different periods and different states occupy the mind at the same time?" Victoria looked astonished. As a mage, she first noticed this unusual phenomenon, "You mean, your memory has recovered?!"

"No, it's still far away, but I think Miss Amber's treatment must have had some effect... I feel as if something that was once lost has come back a little bit," Mordir rubbed his forehead, his tone was low and slow , "What did I just say?"

He looked at Gao Wen, and it was only at this moment that he seemed to notice the latter's unusually serious expression.

Gawain didn't answer Modil's words right away, he just looked in the direction where the old mage was looking, and after pondering for a few seconds, he broke the silence in a low voice: "You said that what you are looking for is in that direction, And you mentioned 'a hole broke' somewhere."

"What I'm looking for..." Modil repeated softly, as if he really didn't remember what he said just now, and he followed Gawain's gaze to look there, but in that direction, he Only one wall of the hut and a transom window embedded in the wall can be seen, "Where is that direction...?"

"The Tower Against the Tide." Gao Wen said softly.

"It seems that things are finally pointing in this direction," Amber looked at Gao Wen, then at Mordir who had recovered to normal, her pointed ears moved, and she muttered softly, "It seems that we have to leave early."

……

Under the starlight of the extreme night, the shield covering the city blocks the cold wind from the depths of the wasteland. This simple protection is obviously not as good as the warm and comfortable ecological dome that used to be like spring all year round. On the cold land of Xingxing, a barrier against wind and rain is already a rare security - inside the shield, the brilliance of the magic spar lamp dispels the darkness in the city, and the square on the edge of the residential area looks a little lively.

A dozen young dragons are playing around in the square. With the help of the bright lights cast by the lampposts, some of these little guys who have just hatched are practicing flying, some are running and playing on the ground, and some are using their immature Breathing out all kinds of light bullets and flames into the sky, these ignorant cubs don't know what "glory of the past" is, and they don't realize how deep and special this city that has risen from the ruins is. Meaning, they take everything they see for granted, and release their endless energy in this childhood that is unique to them—and also learn the various skills necessary to survive in this land.

The guardians stood guard on the edge of the square, watching the cubs play.

"The two of them are very comfortable here." Melita looked away from the square and looked at her friend standing beside her. "I was worried that they would be frightened by the unfamiliar environment and so many people of the same race."

"The adaptability of the two little guys may be stronger than ours," Noretta said with a smile, "After all, they were born and raised in this era, and they have a most special 'adoptive mother' to teach them. "

Melita nodded lightly, and a burst of footsteps came from the side, and she heard a vaguely familiar voice: "Hello...have I met you?"

Melita followed the sound somewhat unexpectedly, and saw a short figure with long red hair standing not far behind her. This was a young red dragon. Melita hadn't thought of herself at first. She had seen this face somewhere, but soon a corresponding impression emerged in her mind—she remembered that this was the one that helped her remove the failed implant when she first came to the refuge camp. mechanic.

"Hello, I remember you, you are the mechanic, we met - you helped me remove the failed implant," Melita laughed, and faced the young red dragon , "Sorry, I didn't remember it just now..."

"I wasn't sure just now," the young mechanic also laughed. In this difficult period, it is undoubtedly something to be happy to see a familiar face appear in front of him safely again. "It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time." What are you doing here?"

"I spend most of my time on the Loren Continent now, and now I'm coming back to report on my duties," Melita said casually, "By the way, I brought the young dragons back to familiarize themselves with their hometown—they were hatched in the Loren Continent."

"Loren Continent...you actually ran so far away?" The Red Dragon Mechanic opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then she noticed the two strange little guys appearing on the square. She seemed a little surprised, "You adopted Whelpling? And two?"

"I adopted it with my friends," Melita smiled and pointed to Noretta who was standing next to her smiling, "What about you? Are you here to watch your baby dragon? Are you still working as a mechanic?" ?”

"...I'm not a mechanic anymore," the young red dragon said softly, and then turned his eyes to the direction of the square, "I didn't claim my dragon eggs, but I'm here to take care of the baby dragons—to take care of all the dragons here. The little ones playing in the square."

"You are no longer a mechanic?" Melita looked a little surprised, "Why? Didn't you say that it was left by your grandfather..."

"My internal organs have survived the backlash of the synergist, but my nervous system has not completely overcome it," the young red dragon shook his head, raised his hands with a regretful tone, and under the combined starlight and spar lights, Melita clearly saw the slight tremor of the other party's fingertips, "Most of the mechanical maintenance work now has to be done by hand, but my hands can no longer do such fine things, both in human form and dragon form. Fortunately, now The situation in the city is much better than before, and the loss of one mechanic will not have much impact on the entire city."

"……Feel sorry."

"What can you be sorry for?" The young red dragon said with a smile, "Actually, this is fine now, I am responsible for helping those dragons who are out on missions to take care of the baby dragons, it is very interesting to play with these little guys, And I still get to work with my favorite mechanics—helping out in the recycling department and stuff. Just not being a professional mechanic anymore.”

Melita, Noretta, and the young red dragon stood on the edge of the square together, watching the young dragons who seemed to be always energetic express their enthusiasm in the square. The two new little guys seemed to have got With the approval of the young dragons, they are playing around together, and at the moment they are scrambling for a large mottled and damaged metal ring. The ring collides and rolls on the ground, making a crisp sound. Under the light, the surface of the ring occasionally A few badly worn letters would flash by, and Melita couldn't see clearly, only words like "arena" and "champion" could be made out.

"That's the most popular toy here," said the young red dragon, "I don't know where the little guys dug it out—it looks like something from the Extreme Arena. I Not very familiar, I was not interested in the arena back then."

Noretta looked at the cubs playing in the square, and suddenly said softly: "The cubs are really carefree."

"Of course, what do they have to worry about? This world is still so beautiful to them," the young red dragon laughed. She looked at the scene in the field and her voice softened. The dragons are called the 'Post-Talrond Generation', meaning dragons born after the war in Tarrond ended. These wyrmlings will see it in a very different light than us survivors of the wasteland The world they live in-Omega, implants, boosters, huge cities and factories, all these are intangible history for them, and all they can touch is this experience The continent that has been in flames of war, and the huge 'alliance' outside the continent...

"They were born on this scorched earth, and they will grow up on this scorched earth. They have no implants and boosters in their lives, and they have never understood what the Omega system is. They will neither cherish the glory of the past Unlike convenience technology, there is no additional fear and baggage about the future-unlike us, even the strongest individuals among us will feel sad when looking at the red zone and the black zone, and seeing those things in the recycling yard I can't help recalling some things when I'm in the middle of the night, but these wyrmlings... have you noticed the look in their eyes? They only have curiosity and expectations for the future.

"Speaker Andal said that we now need these eyes looking forward to the future, and these eyes are the future themselves.

"That's why I love being around these whelps - they make me feel like my existence is meaningful, that I'm looking after a future to look forward to, and the neurological damage is nothing compared to that .”

"A generation without baggage..." Melita said softly, "Noretta and I didn't think so much when we were digging up dragon eggs in the ruins of the hatchery."

At this moment, the two figures flew out from the direction of the square, accompanied by cheerful "Gah!", Melita and Noretta stretched out their hands familiarly, and stopped them with a force that ordinary humans can't match. Two young dragons were flying in the air. They put the little ones on the ground and stroked the smooth scales near the top of their heads with their hands. Reta rubbed her thighs back and forth, narrowing her eyes contentedly.

"Have you finally had enough fun?" Noretta couldn't help laughing, "You seem to have met a lot of new friends."

"Gah!!" the young dragons yelled happily, flapping their wings and necks vigorously. At the same time, some scales near their necks and backs gradually leaked bright blue light streams, accompanied by the changes in the young dragons' bodies. Shaking, the stream of light and the stars in the sky complement each other.

"This is..." The young red dragon on the side looked at the vision that appeared on the two young dragons at the same time in astonishment. She had obviously never seen a similar scene before, "What is that on them?"

"It's the influence of the dark blue magic power," Melita said casually while stroking the little guy's head, "It seems that a small number of dragon eggs are affected by the dark blue webway, and they are born with such a special magic power imprint— —Didn't you see it here? I heard that a small number of dragonlings born in Tarrond seem to have similar phenomena."

"The imprint left by the dark blue magic power?" The young red dragon said in surprise, and then thoughtfully, "This... I seem to have heard of it, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. There is no such thing among the young dragons under my care. of……"

At this moment, the two young dragons who were rubbing around beside Melita and Noretta suddenly stretched their necks and looked towards a certain direction in the night sky. It was several times brighter than before, and even released a faint heat. Before Melita and Noretta realized what happened, they heard the two young dragons screaming anxiously one after the other. Voice: "Gah! Gah!!"

Chapter 1255 "The Door"

Early the next morning, Gawain and Amber came to the highest chamber of Agondor. They had already decided to leave for the west coast in advance to confirm the situation of the tower.

The polar night is still going on, so even during a theoretical "day" the sun still hovers below the horizon with only a dim glow coming from the far end of the plain.The brilliance of the magic spar lamp illuminated the corridor. The black dragon girl Koreta walked in front of Gawain and Amber. The footsteps of the three echoed in this slightly empty place—they came to the door of Heragor's office. .

A short, red-haired young woman from the dragon tribe opened the door and came out. She was a little surprised to glance at Gao Wen and the others who had appeared here early in the morning, and then her gaze fell on the black dragon Keleta. After saying hello briefly, the young female dragon hurriedly left the corridor.

"That's Belranta, the caretaker who is in charge of taking care of the young dragon..." After the other party left, Coretta showed a somewhat curious expression, and muttered softly, "Why did she come to meet the leader at this time..."

Immediately afterwards, she shook her head, put the episode aside for the time being, and stepped forward to help Gao Wen open the door of the office: "Please come in, the leader is already waiting for the two of you inside."

Gawain and Amber stepped into Heragor's office. Under the bright light, they saw the dragon leader sitting behind the desk, but to their surprise, another familiar figure was also in the room .

Melita Pernia, she was standing not far from the desk. When Gawain and the two walked in, the Miss Blue Dragon also turned her head at the same time, her eyes collided with Gawain. The expression looks a little surprised.

But today Gao Wen came here first to discuss important matters with Heragor, so he simply greeted Melita, and then set his sights on the leader of the Dragon Clan behind the table—with blond hair and elegant demeanor The former Dragon Priest was looking up, he smiled at Gao Wen, and then his expression became serious: "Is it related to the Tower Against the Tide?"

Before Gao Wen could speak, surprise appeared on his face, he raised his eyebrows: "How did you know I was going to say this?"

"It seems that I guessed it right," Heragor said in a deep voice, but his expression became more serious, "Please sit down, let me tell you about your situation first, why did you decide to leave early? It is the great adventurer. The situation has changed? Are there new clues pointing to the tower?"