Shaking off the chaos of thoughts, Amon picked up speed, and after about half an hourglass of dangerous traps along the familiar and unfamiliar path, he finally stood at the end of a passage.It was a huge bronze door, on which were engraved countless quaint talismans, and there were visible elemental ripples circulating, so that the talismans were changing and staggering, bringing a vast and desolate atmosphere.Amon could feel a lot, he seemed to see the ancient snowfield, he ran, he chased, he fought, he roared, he roared, his blood rushed in his chest, he tried to survive, danger was everywhere.Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, a drop of blood floating from his fingertips and splashing down on the bronze door, while he silently recited the secret words in his heart, bowed his head again, and bowed in salute.Amun's posture at this time was indescribably respectful, as if the object of his salute was not a door, but the god in his heart.In fact, even if King Kelmar was here, he had to bow down to open the door.The blood dripped and gradually entered the bronze door, like a stone falling into the surface of the lake, rippling, and the bronze door was an undetectable tremor, and slowly opened from the middle.Amon watched the changes in light and shadow on the ground out of the corner of his eye, but did not look up, but continued to move forward until he stepped through the bronze door and closed the door, and then raised his head.When he looked up, he saw a terrible mouth that seemed to be about to be swallowed down, and the sharp teeth like blades almost reached his face.Amon's face remained unchanged, he took two steps back, and moved dozens of meters to the right to get a glimpse of the full picture of the terrifying figure, which was a dragon skeleton with a body length of more than 100 meters and a body that had turned into red dry bones.Even after thousands of years, the dragon power is still permeated on the corpse of this red dragon, and the heavy pressure is like an ant facing a natural disaster, everything is unstoppable, and all resistance is useless.There is no doubt that even if you die, you can have such power, this is the former lord of the snowy mountain, the king of the red dragon, and the gilded fire kiss Kun Gu Crown.Of course, no matter how powerful this red dragon used to be, now it is just a corpse and cannot kill anyone, but the Odoyak family does not need her to kill.As long as it's scary!
First of all, as an ancient artifact, the Bronze Gate has its own mysteries, and according to King Khakassia's warning, anyone who dares to look at it directly will be tantamount to stepping into the abyss after stepping through the door.Secondly, the corpse of the red dragon really can't kill people, but when you see it suddenly, you will definitely be frightened.It is conceivable that even if an intruder knows the secret language of the bronze door and how to open it, even if they can successfully open it, it is only the moment the door opens, and the dragon is oppressed, and the scene of the dragon biting is added to the scene, this moment of panic is enough to make any uninvited guest look up.Then, anyone who looks directly at the bronze door will be sent into the abyss, the real bottomless abyss is to say, this is an exquisite serial trap, people who don't know the inside story, the winning rate is almost 100%.Of course, these were useless to Amon, and he didn't even bother to look at the breathtaking corpse of the red dragon, but his eyes wandered around and fixed on a corner.There, under the claws of the red dragon skeleton, there was a stone about the size of a millstone, the stone was a standard oval shape, the surface was red and gray, and there were dense and tiny depressions and holes, as if it had been overwhelmed by the erosion of time.Just one glance, Amon's heart was half cold, to be honest, if he didn't know that it was a dragon egg, he would only think it was a stone.Think about it, even if this is a dragon egg, after thousands of years, it is about to become a living fossil.It's just that after all, I'm still unwilling!
Amon hesitated slightly, and then stepped forward without giving up, he pressed the palm of his right hand against the stone, closed his eyes and held his breath, and the qi and blood in his body agitated.Then, he pressed it on the palm of the dragon egg, and the mark of the dragon's covenant that made the dragon roared began to appear.For a long time, there was no response, but just when Amon wanted to give up, he heard a different voice in his ears.It was a call, faint and immature.It was also a roar, unwilling, and majestic.Almost blessed to the soul, Amun's eyes widened, and he shouted: "With the soul as the contract, the life as the contract, and the ancestors as a reference, I am willing to conclude a contract with you."
Since then, my life is your life, life and death are shared, and honor and disgrace are shared. ”In this way, the secret mantra was repeated three times before Amon heard a roar, which was the roar of the dragon, and the dragon's answer.Then, the sound of a snap came over.The dragon egg, which has not been destroyed for thousands of years, is actually cracked!
In the cracked stone, a young red dragon spread its wings and raised its head high, its eyes glowing with a blinding red light, and it looked at Amon with coldness and arrogance.At this glance, it seems that a thousand years have passed.Most of the hourglass hours are later.Amon returned to his room in the castle, and like a thief, he quietly closed the door, locked it, and went to a mirror, quickly taking off his shirt.In winter, it's cold, but in this magically heated room, it's also warm as spring.And Amon stood shirtless in front of a one-person-high crystal mirror, looking at himself inside, his eyes were a little glazed.Two steps away, in the mirror, he was fair-skinned and naked, and gradually a blood-colored dragon pattern appeared, which was not fixed, but like a living thing, wandering and circling, as if adapting to his new home.Amon, on the other hand, felt the surging power in his body.Turning around, half-squatting, Amon suddenly put his hands under the square table in front of him, and then burst into a shout."
Up!"
The buildings of the ancient Mongols were built with solid stones, and the castle of the Odoyak family was even more so, such as the table in Amon's hand, which was carved out of some kind of stone.Amon couldn't read the stone, and he didn't weigh it, but he knew that the stone table was very heavy, and at least he couldn't move it.But now, with a loud shout, his muscles bulged, as if hot blood flowed all over his body.Then, the stone table was lifted.It doesn't feel heavy!
This is power, real power.This is the first stage of the achievement of the dragon knight, the enlightenment power of the dragon after the dragon possession.So, he's now a noble dragon knight?
Holding the stone table in front of him, Amon wanted to laugh heartily, he wanted to draw power from the nightmare world, but when everything was in hand, he felt so dreamy.It's just that only at this moment does he have a sense of security, and his life no longer seems to be just gloomy.And this is only the first stage of the dragon knight, at this time he can't even communicate with his dragon companions, let alone summon them.He's too weak, and so is his dragon.Therefore, he needs time, knowledge, and more cultivation techniques.Possibly, he even needs to actually observe more dragon knights' cultivation and growth process.Therefore, his nightmare host, the young king Zorro, the Blazing Tangorian, must not die easily