Chapter 1886 The Lost Dragon Scale

The familiar giant gate is still carved with terrifying murals.

It's just that this stone door is already incomplete, with a big hole broken in the middle, and the gap is rotten, as if it was smashed directly.

The kayak stopped slowly in front of the stone gate.

Both Mag and Irina looked a little dignified.

"It seems that we are late. That thing has already broken free from the seal and left here." Mag frowned while holding the Tiandu sword.

"It's the same breath as the guy outside the city of chaos, and it's indeed not here anymore." Irina's face was also a little heavy.

The old ruler of Chaos City at least gave them some time, but this one had already broken free from the seal and disappeared.

The fear of the unknown is the most frustrating thing.

"Go in and have a look."

The kayak passed through the broken stone gate and entered an extremely wide cave.

The searchlight circled around, and you could see the cracked cliffs around it. It seemed that there had been a terrible battle here, and you could also see some ancient runes that remained.

Looking at the traces left on the stone walls, Mag smelled something unusual.

The searchlight shined on the water, and through the clear water, one could see the broken sealing formation and broken chains below.

Suddenly, the light of the searchlight reflected a bright light on the bottom of the water.

Irina grabbed it from the air, and a palm-sized silver dragon scale flew out from the bottom of the water and landed in her hand.

"It's the dragon scale of the Frost Dragon." Irina stared at the dragon scale for a while, "The breath is not too old, it should have fallen in recent years."

"But before Douglas said that the Frost Dragon knew nothing about it, why did the dragon scale of this Frost Dragon appear here? Judging from the traces left on the cliff, there should be a Frost Dragon There was a battle with the Old One here, and the strength is not below level ten." McGonagall frowned.

The two looked at each other and said almost at the same time: "Lancaster!"

The Frost Dragon Clan is a powerful clan among the giant dragon clan. Apart from Douglas, the top-level powerhouse, there is actually a strong man who is famous in the Nolan Continent—— Lancaster.

Lancaster's experience is legendary. From an illegitimate child spurned by the golden and frost dragons, he counterattacked all the way, blazed a trail, and boarded the Frost Throne.

Back then, Alex was in the limelight and was undefeated, but not every matchup was won.

In McGonagall's memory, the battle with Lancaster was one of the most difficult battles Alex had ever encountered. In the end, the two sides did not really decide the winner, but there was a bit of heroism .

Therefore, in terms of actual combat ability, Lancaster should still be above Douglas.

If there is any Frost Dragon in this world who can fight the Old One, Lancaster is the only one McGonagall can think of.

Moreover, Lancaster is Elizabeth's father, who suddenly lost contact more than three years ago.

If he came here three years ago and fought against the Old Ones...

That timeline fits perfectly.

"There is no dragon's bone here, only a dragon scale, so where did he go?" Irina frowned.

"This requires a large-scale family-finding program: 'Where is Dad?' to decipher." Mag also frowned.

Since the old ruler here can break the seal, it can be seen that the strength is not weak. No matter how strong Lancaster is, it is impossible to overthrow it with one dragon.

What's more, it doesn't make sense to do something so flamboyant about an old ruler, and hide it for three years without even contacting his own daughter.

Irina looked around the entire cave, and speculated: "Judging from the hole in the gate, it is more likely that the Old One will win the battle. As for Landis, he will either be defeated and swallowed to death. Or become a servant of the old ruler, and the possibility of escape is not high."

"No matter what the result is, this is not a good thing for Nolan Continent. An old ruler who has broken away from the seal is no different from a drawn sword hanging above everyone's head.

"Meg pondered for a while, looked at Irina and said: "I think we should inform all the tribes about this matter. If there are other old rulers on the Nolan Continent who are sealed, once they are untied, I am afraid that they will be sealed. Cause a disaster that neither you nor I can stop. "

"Well, and we should be more careful about the half of the Old One outside the city of chaos. Just an octopus head is so difficult to deal with. If they fit together, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with it." Irina nodded.

Mag thought that the octopus monster had now become a high-quality ingredient in the kitchens of housewives in the city of chaos. It was far from the old ruler in style, but he nodded. Once Cthulhu fits, he really doesn't have much Grasp can stop it beyond the seal.

McGonagall said: "I'm afraid it's too late to mention it at the peace conference of various ethnic groups in three days. After we go back today, we will go to see Michael and ask him to inform the strong men of each ethnic group, and let each ethnic group send representatives to come here together. To find out, it is better to discuss countermeasures at the peace conference three days later."

"That's good." Irina nodded, took out a photo stone, and threw a few lighting balls casually. After recording the situation in the cave, she and Mag prepared to leave in a kayak.

"Wait a minute!" When the boat drove to the stone gate, Mag suddenly shouted, rowed the boat close to the cliff, grabbed the searchlight to shine on the wall, found a deep groove, hesitated, and used the Tiandu Sword After cutting two swords horizontally and vertically, several stones fell, revealing a silver token nailed into the stone wall.

Mag reached out and took off the token. The half-foot-long token was made of black ice cold iron, and a layer of frost condensed in his hand.

A lifelike frost dragon is engraved on the surface of the token, and three large characters are written on the other side: "Frost Order!"

"It really is him." Mag sighed lightly. This is the identity token of the patriarch of the Frost Dragon Clan, which belongs to Lancaster.

Such an important thing was nailed into the stone wall, probably because its owner deliberately wanted to keep it.

"Perhaps, I should give this token to his daughter." Mag put away the Frost Order and said softly.

Irina remained silent, and urged the kayak to go upstream and out of the cave.

The kayak left the cave, and the warm sunshine shone again, driving away some of the haze in my heart.

Mag looked at Irina, who was spunky and standing at the bow, and smiled reluctantly, "Sorry, it seems that I chose a not-so-good vacation spot."

"I chose the firefly cave. The children like it very much, and I like it too." Irina looked back at Mag and smiled sweetly. "You don't want to take this credit."

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