Chapter 714 The Former God
(It has improved. I have coded a chapter but there will be no more in the evening. I will resume normal updates tomorrow.)
Leaving the temple and returning to the village, the frightening suspension bridge did not seem so scary anymore.
The hunters were about to return to the Isana and take the piles of ammunition to set off, but they found that the carts carrying the ammunition had been dragged to the entrance of the village by everyone in the brigade, which saved some trouble.
Chef Meow, who was carrying a big iron pot, was the first to jump out. He waved his long sleeves and said, "Keep working hard, meow. I will make a delicious meal for you when you come back, meow. This is what is called motherly love, meow!"
Aiden secretly poked the pork chop with his elbow, bent down and whispered, "Motherly love? So Chef Meow is a female?"
"Isn't it meow?"
"Meow!"
The flying shovel hit the pork chop on the forehead.
The bespectacled cleaver wearing a green shawl hugged Hayata gently.
"I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would record the ecology of the ancient dragon species in my notebook." Sophia smiled softly, "You must return safely as usual, and then tell me the story of the Tianhui Dragon."
The master and apprentice of the craftsman walked up to Fengying, and the processing person adjusted Fengying's shoulder armor, "How does it feel? Is there anything else that needs to be adjusted?"
Isana walked back and forth, helping Fengying check the strap buckle up and down, "Huh? You didn't tie a knot?"
"No, I won't tie a knot!"
The old merchant of the Dragon Clan helped Anxier put the cart on Liefeng, patted the cart board full of ammunition, "The ammunition props are like a mountain, use all your strength, and fire at full power!"
"Hey, these are divided among everyone." The head of the brigade handed a package to Gordon, "The old man in the village asked me to pass it on."
"What?" Gordon opened the package curiously, and was slightly startled.
Ancient secret medicine, ghost medicine G, hardening medicine G, forced walking medicine G
All of them are the highest-grade medicines. Without special channels, it is difficult to buy them even in big cities.
The leader of the brigade folded his arms and said with a smile: "There is more than one master of medicine in the village. They also want to help.
Protecting the homeland is not just the job of hunters."
"It's not just the job of hunters. I understand, captain, please convey our gratitude."
"Go and thank them yourself when you come back." The leader said with a smile.
"Okay!" Gordon distributed these precious medicines to his companions according to their needs.
"When we return victorious, we will go and thank them ourselves."
The distance between the restricted area and the village of Xinade is less than ten kilometers.
But it is these ten kilometers that make the hunters feel like they have come to another world.
If the sky in the village of Xinade is just a little cloudy, this area seems to be covered by a sandstorm. It is clearly morning, but it is as dark as late at night.
All I could see was a strange mountain entangled with giant vines and ruins, chaotic but solid, like a nest woven by some mysterious monster.
And the entrance to the restricted area was right in front of me.
"Rest for a quarter of an hour, and check the equipment and weapons for the last time." Gordon tied a scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and gave instructions in a deep voice.
There were no real novices in the two teams, and everyone was silently preparing.
After quickly completing a series of inspections, Gordon came to the boulder that blocked the only entrance and exit of the restricted area.
There was a pattern engraved on the boulder, which was exactly the same as the divine pattern on the rock wall of the temple. I don't know what it depicts.
However, the pattern was not complete, and a huge crack ran across it, dividing it in two.
Julius came over, frowning and staring at the cracked boulder.
"What's wrong?" Gordon asked, noticing the strange look on the former's face.
"We approached this place for reconnaissance once before. The pattern, or the divine pattern, was complete, but now it's broken."
"It was complete before?" Gordon was a little surprised.
He had never doubted Julius's eyes. After thinking for a while, he said: "Remember what the Grand Abbot said just now? He said 'the seal of the restricted area has been lifted'. Could this pattern be the so-called 'seal'?"
"It's possible."
Julius nodded, "Let's not talk about the belief in 'wind' for now. The Grand Abbots of all generations may really have some 'special' powers.
Otherwise, many things are really hard to explain."
The companions who had completed the final preparations gathered together.
Ansir looked at the huge rock with a diameter of several meters and asked, "So, how do we get in?"
"I can try to blast it." Zhucho took out two detonators, "We have prepared a lot of gunpowder this time!"
"Don't worry." Gordon looked at the huge rock carefully, "I always feel that this thing may not be as strong as we think, otherwise the abbot should remind us."
"Maybe that guy just has a brain defect and forgot it?" Feng Ying muttered.
Gordon ignored her and pressed his hand on the cracked rock. Before he could exert force, the huge rock completely collapsed and scattered into pieces.
Julius' eyes condensed slightly, ".Really, it's interesting."
Gordon moved his shoulder joints, "Everyone, are you ready?"
Hayata, Will, and three hunting cats came to the front of the passage.
"Let's go!"
The moment he stepped into the forbidden area, the sunlight and the sound of the wind disappeared together.
Instead, there was an endlessly dark sky and a blanket of scales and powder.
The weeds on the ground were yellow and seemed to have been dead for a long time. On the ancient stone tower, the half-weathered prayer flags were floating weakly. Everything around them revealed an ominous atmosphere.
Gordon turned to look at a dark corner with a needle-like sight. He was sure that something was hiding in the completely opaque shadow.
"It's coming."
Ghost Potion G, Forced Walking Potion G, Hardening Potion G
The hunters began to pour potions into their mouths one by one. Facing the creatures of the ancient dragon species, more preparations were not too much.
Throwing away the potion bottle, Gordon pulled down his armor and stared at the darkness.
"Woo-woo-"
The black air flow was agitated, and the scales flew, but it was not the sound of the wind, but a low whistle similar to crying, which made people's scalps numb.
The feeling of being watched from the darkness always lingered around them.
"Tsk, playing tricks." Gordon was a little impatient. He stared at the darkness and actively released his momentum.
This obvious provocative action stimulated the existence in the shadow. It flapped its wings, and the black airflow and scales surrounding it were blown away, revealing its true body hidden underneath.
A dazzling golden-white light filled the hunters' vision.
Its body, which was fifteen or sixteen meters long, was not huge, but it was very well-proportioned. Its agile limbs and strong wings and claws combined together gave people a strange sense of coordination.
It walked slowly, looking at the intruding hunters.
When its eyes fell on Hayata, some memories from its "previous life" were triggered.
The golden-white ancient dragon roared, flapped its wings and flew up, passing over the hunters' heads with scales covering the sky, and then quickly climbed to a height of nearly 100 meters.
It suddenly spread its wings, as if it had turned into the sun, and the golden-white glow illuminated the entire forbidden area.
Julius' pupils condensed.
The patterns on the stone wall of the temple and the patterns on the giant rock that sealed the forbidden area overlapped with the golden and white ancient dragon that spread its wings in front of him.
"So the divine pattern depicts this guy?"
A flash of realization flashed through Julius' mind.
The god that was once believed in was the source of all the troubles. The first generation of great monks who discovered the truth led the dragons to resist and finally "sealed" him.
The "wind" that blew away the scales has since become the new belief of the Xinad people.
This is the whole ancient legend. (Note)
Looking at the golden and white ancient dragon that was shining brightly in the sky, looking down on all living beings like a god, and waiting for the hunters to bow their heads and surrender, Gordon felt a sense of disgust for no reason.
This guy is not the sun that tears apart the darkness, but casts a cold light that covers the earth.
"It's really disgusting." Gordon took the lead and drew the big sword.
The sound of the sword, the double swords, and the sharp blades coming out of the sheath rang out one after another.
"It's a monster after all." Will snorted coldly, he raised his spear and put up a big shield.
As the main vanguard, the spearman launched a shield charge and led the charge.
Ps.
I never thought that the Tenkai Dragon would give people any "sacred beauty" (Lan Mei is more like it). Excluding the color, this thing is definitely a demon + gargoyle shape-
Add the existence of the Black Eclipse Dragon and Oreo, and it gives people the feeling of a demon in angel skin.
The descriptions of the Tenkai Dragon by the people of Xinade Village from legends to poems, to the elders and the great monks are actually quite confusing.
Sometimes it is described as "light" and engraved in the temple for worship, and sometimes it becomes the culprit of the disaster and is kept secret.
Here it is explained as "the former god", and it is reasonable to barely combine these two attitudes.