Chapter 258 Demonic Traces

The awarding ceremony ended here.

Cassius did not hide the news, but made a big fuss, even fearing that people would not know about it.

Flyers flew like snowflakes, and the event was spread to all parts of Anzeta by the wyverns.

People's reactions to this varied. The nobles in the north were terrified, fearing that the newly awakened red dragon would cause a disaster that would shake their rule, and they were also worried that this incredible system would create a terrible war machine.

But many civilians also had other ideas in their hearts. They fled to the Burning Kingdom, hoping to seize power and seek the life and power of the legendary dragon.

But in any case, Cassius's goal was achieved.

He did not care that such behavior would lead to advance preparations by the northern countries. What he cared about was sowing the seeds of fire in people's hearts, so that the construction of a new order after the war would be faster.

Cassius lay on the iron throne, slightly stretching his wings. Two rows of white smoke blew out of the pores on his neck. The still hot dragon crystal on his chest quickly cooled down and gradually dimmed.

"Three years, three years have passed."

"There is only one year left, the Great Collapse of Holy Fadlan will happen, and 50,000 public beta players will come to Anzeta."

"By then, I will establish a brand new order in the Anzeta Wasteland and unify the entire North."

Cassius stared into the distance and muttered to himself.

In the Anstica Mountains.

Alger rode the Dragon Vein Giant Eagle and flew out of the portal quickly.

It was another routine patrol mission. He had patrolled here many times in the past three years and was familiar with the landscape around the portal.

But the Anstica Mountains were far more vast than he had imagined. Even after spending so much time, there were still many areas that he had not set foot in, waiting for his exploration.

Alger took out a parchment scroll from the backpack beside the giant eagle. The two ends of the scroll were inlaid with the Emblem of Burning. After unfolding it, a map image composed of magic particles appeared on it. Various mountains and rivers were vividly visible, and there were also tiny flashes of spiritual light. The special light spot was where Alger was.

This was a map specially prepared by the kingdom for Alger to record the areas he had explored, and this map was already mostly filled.

And this map is actually just a trial version. In the future, the official kingdom will mass-produce a more complete version, and even a collector's edition inlaid with gems will appear, which will be sold to all players at a very high price, and that's a story for later.

"In the 327th area, no trace of the devil was found."

Alger tapped the area lightly, and a horizontal line automatically appeared on it, indicating that the exploration was completed. He had explored hundreds of areas in the past three years.

"Next is the 328th District."

"Iger."

Alger patted the giant eagle's neck, and the eagle immediately understood, tightened its wings, and crossed the mountains at a very fast speed.

After experiencing the second blood gift, Alger felt that both his and the giant eagle's strength had greatly improved. The giant eagle's beak grew sharp teeth, gradually fading from the appearance of a bird, and grew a head like a sub-dragon, and he could even spit out hot flames.

In just a moment, the giant eagle passed through several peaks and came to the 328th District marked on the map.

The mountains in the distance were like the uneven teeth of a giant dragon, rising and falling.

Barren and desolate.

This was Alger's only view of the Anstica Mountains.

The highest point of this mountain range can reach an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, separating the Anzeta Great Wasteland from the south, and blocking the cold air from the north. Those mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles are covered with thick snow all year round, and only in summer will black rocks occasionally appear.

No one would dare to cross these mountains. Even the migrating birds would not choose to pass through here. Even the strongest and most tenacious warriors would often enter through the narrow valley pass.

If the giant eagle had not experienced the gift of the dragon vein, Alger would never dare to rashly enter this life forbidden zone.

"Hu——"

The north wind whistled, and the biting wind made Alger sneeze with the smell of sulfur.

But his sharp ears covered with red keratin trembled slightly.

Alger leaned forward and whispered:

"Iger, do you hear it?"

"It's not just the sound of the wind, there is something else."

Yes, it was not just the sound of the wind, but also mixed with shrill wails and heavy whispers.

He finally found the call of the devil.

But this might be something else. In the process of exploration, Alger has killed many monsters hidden in the mountains, jackals in the depths of the mountains, giant evil snowmen sleeping in ice caves, and even polar dragon beasts hiding in the snow.

Alger did not speak again. He used his keen hearing to find the source of the sound, and used his body to control the direction of the giant eagle's flight.

He found that the scroll "Searching for Demons" on his body was glowing slightly, showing a bloody glow.

Perhaps, he really found it.

Alger clamped his legs together and drove the giant eagle to dive down.

Sure enough, several black shadows appeared in the air in the distance, and Alger immediately chased after them.

It was only after flying dozens of meters away that they could see clearly - the appearance of those monsters was a mixture of vultures and humanoids, and they had twisted beast bodies and a pair of wide wings that constantly emitted a foul odor, and their mouths emitted a shriek like a woman's wailing.

Alger looked solemn and frowned slightly.

"It's the Flomo."

Through the classics in the kingdom, he already knew some basic races of demons, for example, these vulture-like guys like to eat humanoids with big mouthfuls and often use deafening screams to intimidate their targets.

The giant eagle was higher up, and the Vromon who seemed to be in a hurry had not yet discovered him.

"Follow them closely."

Alger gave instructions silently.

The giant eagle always maintained a steady speed, flying high and following far away.

Finally, the Vromon entered an extremely large cave.

As the dust-like snowflakes flew, the dragon vein giant eagle landed in front of the deep cave. Even with the whistling wind, Alger could still clearly hear the whispers and mournful howls coming from the depths of the cave.

"This is it."

Alger drew out the Everburning Greatsword behind him and held it tightly in his hand.

The blade suddenly ignited with fire, illuminating the surrounding area, allowing him to barely see the road ahead.

The demons carried the corrupting power of the Abyss itself. Their mere existence was enough to make the world worse. The cave was full of large and small pits filled with filthy pus and a lingering stench.

The scroll beside him flashed an increasingly intense light, like blood dancing wildly, but Alger did not feel much joy at finding the target of the mission. He knew very well what a terrible creature the demon was. If he was not careful, he might die here.

Even the dragon vein giant eagle's body trembled slightly, showing a hint of resistance.