On the other side of the orc, Krasus found a corpse that even he was surprised by. At first glance, it looked like a big snake, an animal rarely seen in this cold place. However, in the curled part, its body shape suddenly changed from a cylindrical face to a human-like body with long scales. Its thick arms stretched forward as if inviting the mage to join its terrible fate.
A face that looks like an elf suddenly appears in the eyes of a visitor, but this face has a flat nose, a narrow mouth and sharp teeth like a dragon. A pair of deep, pupil-less eyes stare angrily at Krasus, and the darkness hides his bust, making him look like a human or an elf. But Krasus knows his identity or once-identity, and the name slowly forms in Krasus’s mouth, almost blurting out, as if being pulled by this terrible monster in front of him.
Ma Krasus finally spoke.
You’re a reckless slag. Interrupting is a light sound.
The face was covered. The mage turned around and saw that the ice on the wall was being peeled off and finally formed a human figure. However, the man’s feet were too thin and bent at an awkward angle by his body, but his body was more like an insect. His head was also a human head contour. Despite his eyes, nose and mouth, they looked more like some unfinished ice sculptures. It seemed to be thrown away after the draft was drawn. A cloak with a shimmering light surrounded this strange face. There was no cloak, but the high collar of the cloak stood up like spikes at the back.
Marigos Krasus sends his regards. How are you?
I have a good life, but when I am not disturbed.
I wouldn’t come here to bother you if I had other options.
Another option, you can choose to stay alone from me.
The mage didn’t feel depressed, but didn’t you forget what you would live here alone? You forgot Marigos so quickly. After all, it was only a few hundred years ago.
The ice sculpture man walked slowly against the wall but kept his eyes locked on the visitor. I didn’t forget that there was no strong wind blowing in the cave, and I won’t forget those dark ages.
Krasus slowly turned his body to face Marigos all the time. He thought it was impossible to lead the other side to attack, but at least someone had hinted that Marigos, the oldest longevity, might have been crazy.
Marigos’ pair of morbid stovepipes were flat on the ice, and their claws could be firmly nailed into the ice, which reminded Krasus of those scenes in which people were born in polar climate and slid in sledges.
Malygos was not like this before, and he doesn’t have to stay like this all the time. He is like this because somewhere in his heart, he is even more like this. Then you should remember how the guy named Death Wing treated you.
The strange face twisted its claws, and a hiss came out of Malygos’ mouth.
I remembered
Suddenly, Krasus felt that the cave was much smaller. He steadied himself and knew what punishment he would get if he retreated now.
I remembered
The ice towers were also shattered. At first, they sounded like little bells, but soon they rose to a harsh sound. Marigos rushed towards the mage. His mouth was propped up. A deep hole in his fake forehead was now in front of his eyes. Ice and snow were scattered everywhere and kept increasing. Some snowflakes were piled up in the cave beside Krasus, spinning and dancing to form a wonderful giant, a winter dragon and a ghost dragon.
I still remember the promise that the terrible dragon snorted. I remembered that we made an agreement never to hurt other dragons and defend the world forever.
The mage nodded, and even Malygos couldn’t see the expression on his face in the cloak until he betrayed him.
The snow dragon stretched its wings. It is between the physical illusion and the cave owner’s emotions. Its powerful palate will keep closing as if it were talking to it.
Until that betrayal, a burst of ice erupted from the snow dragon and pounded the cave wall violently until the death wing betrayed.
Krasus hid one hand from Malygos and was ready to cast spells at any time. However, the strange man controlled himself. He shook his head, and the snow dragon shook his head with him. Then he added in a wise voice, but the era of the dragon has passed, and now no one is afraid of him any more. But one side of the world is just the most despicable and orderly reflection, and the future is gone forever.
Krasus suddenly jumped backwards, and the land in front of him trembled. He first tried to catch himself by surprise, but Malygos didn’t attack. It was the ground that slowly swelled up and became another dragon. A mud stone made Jackie Chan.
He said that in the future, Malygos will continue the human elf dwarves who have taken care of the world era. He said that let the dragons let the dragons and dragon aspects work together to build that damn thing, and then we can master the key to protect the world. That is, after the last member of our race died, he looked up at the two images he created, and I, Malygos, actually, he also said other dragons.
The two dragons suddenly revolved around each other, changing each other and pestering each other. Krasus shifted his eyes from the two dragons and kept awake. Although he hated Death Wing very much in front of himself, it didn’t mean that he would help to deal with Death Wing. Whether to let him live and leave this cave was a problem.
In this way, the mage interjected that every dragon, especially the dragon aspects, instilled a part of their strength into it and bound themselves to it in a sense.
Is to fish forever.
Krasus nodded his head.
So I learned something that will always be more powerful than them, even though they didn’t know it at the time.
He raised his hand and made an illusion. They said it was an illusion.
Do you remember how deceptive it was? Do you remember how simple it looked?
When the illusion was formed, Malygos gasped and retreated in fear. The two dragons collapsed, and the ice and snow stones flew around without hurting Krasus or their owners. The roar echoed in the passage to the outside.
Take it, take it, take it. Malygos begged, almost begging, that his paw would block his eyes and stop showing me that thing.
But Krasus doesn’t move. Look, my friend, look at how the oldest race died. Look at this thing called the devil’s soul.
Krasus walked through this ice room and watched these death exhibitions next to him. He found that an elf and two orcs were added to the exhibition after his visit, which means that the war once spread to this desolate place. It seems that one of the orcs didn’t realize what bad luck befell him before he was frozen.
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