infodatos Chapter 453 The Astonishing Speculation of the Two Great Clans
Chapter 453 The Astonishing Speculation of the Two Great Clans
Chapter 453 The Astonishing Speculation of the Two Great Clans
"Come with me into Dragon Valley—"
Hearing Alphia's calm and collected words, Roy was slightly taken aback. It seemed that the gray-haired witch who had not stayed in the city already knew everything.
Roy asked, "Where's Bell?"
"That child no longer needs my help; he can run on his own from now on," Alfia said.
"Um!"
Roy nodded. As long as Little Bell, who is at LV.3, avoids the top forces in Orario, he will be basically safe. With the school district as his apparent backer, no one will provoke Bell.
Roy originally only wanted to get information about the Black Dragon from Alphia, but she actually offered to accompany him into Dragon Valley.
This result was certainly unexpected!
His efforts to help Little Bell establish herself in Orario were well worth it; this favor was well worth it.
"I might die!" Roy thought of the information recorded in the scroll he got from the guild. If it was true, he probably wasn't even sure he could escape unscathed, let alone Alphia, whom he had brought with him.
"It doesn't matter. They are already deceased, so what is there to fear about death!" Alphia's voice remained unwavering.
Having rescued Little Bell from the lecherous old man Zeus's perverse upbringing, Little Bell is now determined to become a hero and is working hard in the city. Alphia's resurrection mission is complete!
Alphia didn't expect to see Bell become a hero, and her body wouldn't allow it either. Since her resurrection, the pain of her terminal illness had tormented her constantly, causing her unbearable suffering.
After several major battles, we are nearing our limit!
If Roy dies facing the black dragon on this journey, she will die with him to repay the debt of gratitude.
"I see!"
Roy gave Alphia a deep look, as if he understood something: she was burning her last breath to ignite a ray of hope for the lower realm.
Show everyone the Black Dragon's power!
Roy said, "Then let's go together!"
boom!!
As Roy's mind stirred, a thunderous roar echoed from the heavens. A silver lightning bolt, tearing through the sky, exploded with immense divine power and crashed heavily to the ground.
In an instant, the earth shook violently!
Smoke, dust, and gravel surged into the sky like a raging torrent!
As the violent dust and lightning slowly dissipated, beneath the smoke, the muscular Thunder Bull with its body crackling with arcs of electricity was revealed, pulling the majestic and imposing Divine Wheel.
call out!
Roy and Alphia leaped lightly onto the chariot. Roy pulled on the reins, and the Thunder Bull roared, soaring into the air and transforming into a dazzling streak of light as it sped off towards the distant north.
As they watched the streak of light gradually disappear into the distance, the various factions in Orario reacted in different ways: some were worried, some were uneasy, some were regretful, but most were expectant.
Since the destruction of Zeus and Hera's kin, the lower realm, which had been shrouded in despair, has finally begun to move forward again.
The gods prophesied that if the next campaign against the black dragon fails, the lower realm will be utterly destroyed!
Without a doubt, that streak of light was hope!
Traveling from Orario in the far west of the continent to Dragon Valley in the far north, even traveling day and night, would take several days. Roy and Alphia are LV.8 and LV.7 respectively, with greater stamina than the Flying Hoof Thunder Bull. Ironically, the Flying Hoof Thunder Bull needs more rest.
Night fell, enveloping the silent forest.
Roy found a safe spot in a forest clearing and skillfully started a campfire. The orange flames leaped and crackled, dispelling the chill and darkness and bringing a warm shelter.
"Snoring! Snoring!"
The Thunder Ox lay down not far from the campfire, fast asleep. Its powerful body rose and fell slightly with its breath, and its deep snores echoed like rolling thunder in the quiet forest, a testament to its exhaustion.
Roy's spatial ring on his fingertip flashed with a faint light, and he took out a tent, food, and other living supplies.
"interesting!"
Alphia clicked her tongue in amazement. Her adventurer's keen intuition allowed her to detect something amiss. Her dazzling heterochromatic eyes fixed on Roy's spatial ring, and she sighed, "If we had something like this back then, those guys wouldn't have been spouting such mindless nonsense as 'Logistics stopped us, even the dungeon couldn't stop us.'"
A magical item for storing supplies—even the two great clans haven't obtained such a wondrous thing.
Since their encounter in the underworld, this young man has surprised her far too many times.
The Zeus and Hera Familia of that time ushered in the strongest golden generation in thousands of years, conquering the dungeon with unstoppable momentum, only being held back by resources.
"snort!"
Thinking of the times she and her fellow clan members conquered dungeons, Alphia's cool and beautiful lips curved into a smile that was almost imperceptible.
Since Alphia brought up the topic, Roy continued the conversation, "What's the environment like on the 72nd floor? I heard it requires a 'key' to open."
"What's wrong?"
Alfia glanced at Roy and said, "The current difficulties haven't been resolved, and you're already thinking about the next adventure? You're so greedy!"
"It's never wrong to be prepared. The black dragon is indeed powerful, but it only came from the dungeon." Roy stared straight ahead, the flickering campfire reflected in his pupils, as if it were the raging flames burning deep within his heart.
"really!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Alphia's eyes. She hadn't expected Roy to see through things to this extent; the dungeons were the source of the calamities in the lower realms.
It is also the final destination for gods and adventurers!
Alphia said, "The seventy-second floor—that's the sealed area, the true realm of death!"
"Whose seal?" Roy narrowed his eyes.
"I don't know. Maybe they're those bored gods, or maybe they're beings we can't possibly know." Alphia shook her head. This world has too many mysteries, and it's a bit presumptuous for mere humans to try and unravel them.
Roy remained silent. Eina had reviewed the information left behind by the two clans and then handed it to him, including the conjecture about the seventy-two layers.
The seal completely isolated the floors below the seventy-second floor, making the upper and lower floors seem like two different worlds.
The 37th floor is already known as the "deep layer," and the guilds dare not disclose information about the dungeons starting from the 50th floor, because the difficulty of the guides is too exaggerated, for fear that adventurers will lose their confidence and courage to fight.
The floors below the 72nd floor are even more outrageous!
That's no longer a realm that humans can conquer.
The three major adventurer commissions entrusted to Orario by the world—Leviathan, the Overlord of the Sea, Behemoth, the King of the Land, and the Black Dragon, the Beast of the End—are clearly not monsters stronger than those above level 72.
Since these monsters can escape, it means that the seventy-two levels were not sealed thousands of years ago!
It is highly likely that the seal was placed after the gods descended to the mortal realm.
Monsters like Leviathan and Behemoth, whose size is comparable to a mountain, obviously could not slowly climb the building and pass through each floor to reach the ground.
This can only mean that there is some kind of monster or mechanism below the 72nd floor that can directly break through all the floors above and bring the monster to the surface, similar to the "Dragon Pot" where the dragon's breath can penetrate through eight floors.
Therefore, a seal needs to be set up to contain it!
Otherwise, Orario would have to face those abyssal monsters that break through floors and wreak havoc at any time.
These are the speculations about the two major clans.
They once consulted the gods about the seal on the seventy-two layers, but were fooled by them.
Roy's eyes burned with fervor. The threat of the black dragon was indeed terrifying, but breaking through the dungeon was the ultimate goal!
"What a strange guy."
Seeing Roy's barely suppressed excitement, Alphia pursed her lips. Normal people would avoid danger like the plague, but he was an exception. He had long heard Hera say that the other party had some unusual qualities.
No wonder the other party would take the initiative to go north.
It reminded her of exploring the dungeon, that feeling of pursuing the unknown and being eager to try.
Alphia said, "If we can't overcome the current difficulties, it's pointless to continue conquering the dungeon. I'll only tell you about the Black Dragon once."
Roy looked at Alphia quietly.
"That black dragon is a unique being—cruel, evil, and powerful!" Alphia said.
"You mean—" Roy frowned.
"Just as you guessed!"
Alphia replied that no new black dragon would be born in the dungeon, or rather, the new black dragon would be different from the one they were about to encounter.
Then, Alphia continued, speaking to herself, "That hateful dragon has three stages, and even we are only at the second stage—"
Roy listened quietly to Alphia's account, combining the information he had obtained from the guild with his past life's details, verifying each other's points, and carefully analyzing the situation.
Black Dragon's base stats are undoubtedly above LV.10, even far surpassing the Leviathan and Behemoth that the two clans have defeated. If we consider the two as units of combat power, Black Dragon is at least ten Behemoths.
Moreover, these are just the basic ability values.
Dragon-type monsters should have attack patterns, and the Black Dragon has them all: breath, dragon claws, demonic eyes, and deadly poison. As the final boss, it also has three special phases, each unlocking different abilities. Zeus and Hera's Familia were almost completely wiped out, and they only managed to defeat them up to the second phase.
The true third stage of the Black Dragon is said to have been seen only by the great hero Albert a thousand years ago.
"Cough! Cough cough!"
Before she could finish speaking, Alphia hunched over slightly and let out a heart-wrenching cough. Crimson blood instantly trickled from the corners of her tightly pursed lips, making her already sickly and beautiful face even paler.
This witch, who was always so powerful that she could hardly contain herself, was weakened by her terminal illness. Her furrowed brows and bloodstained lips revealed a rare and heartbreaking vulnerability, which only Roy noticed.
"Take it!"
Roy remained unfazed, flicking his wrist to toss a crystal bottle filled with a luminous green liquid. It was the legendary Celestial Elixir, version 2.0. Alphia was willing to die for him; it was worth the price of these potions.
Alphia suppressed the metallic taste in her throat, tightened her grip, and steadily caught the two bottles of Heavenly Elixir.
Looking at the familiar elixir in her hand, Alphia's eyes lit up. This elixir had a very magical effect, and it could even alleviate her terminal illness.
But Alphia did not drink it immediately.
She knew that even if she drank it now, the elixir would be almost completely ineffective when she saw the black dragon, so it was better to drink it when her life was truly hanging by a thread.
When Roy saw Alphia put away the Heavenly Elixir, he didn't say anything. It was the reward she deserved, and how she used it was her own business.
While chatting with Alphia and exchanging information about the Black Dragon, the two continued their journey in their chariot.
Finally, a huge "black curtain" appeared in their eyes.
That was the Great Wall of Dragons, built over nearly a thousand years by a faction mainly composed of the Thor's Familia. It was vast and boundless, stretching from the westernmost point of the continent to the easternmost point, isolating the northern border, and serving as a fortress to protect the lower realm.
When the two arrived, the area beneath the towering city walls had already transformed into a boiling inferno of dragonborn!
Countless dragon monsters were visible to the naked eye!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!!"
The roars of the dragon monsters rose and fell, and the raging young dragons crashed wildly against the walls; the ferocious blue dragons spewed out bone-chilling frost, freezing the path; the vicious blood dragons unleashed their deadly poisonous breath, corroding the earth.
These monsters are not unfamiliar to the adventurers of Orario; they are dragons from the upper, middle, and lower levels of the dungeon, but now they are rampaging wildly on the surface.
The "visiting the dragon" problem is common in the North.
The dragon monsters that escaped were blocked by the Dragon Wall because the black dragon's snoring shook the fairy storm. The low-level monsters were dealt with by the Thor's Familia, but when they encountered high-level dragons, they had to return to Orario to ask for help.
"You brats, stop them!" the bearded god Thor roared, personally taking to the field. He wielded a heavy hammer, exuding an aura of dominance. It was a one-to-one replica of his divine weapon, Mjolnir, from the heavens.
"drink!"
The blacksmiths and adventurers of the Thor's Familia followed in the footsteps of the chief god, roaring as they grabbed the spark-splattering hammers and built a solid defensive line with their own flesh and blood.
The ear-piercing scraping sound of blades clashing against scales, the explosions of magic, the roars of dragons, and the furious shouts of warriors mingled together, making for an incredibly fierce battle.
Rumble!!
However, it was right there on the distant horizon.
More twisted shadows surged forth, and the dragon monsters, like a black tide bursting its banks, instantly overwhelmed the already struggling battle lines.
As the time for the black dragon to awaken drew closer, the tremors caused by its snoring grew more and more intense, and the number of escaped dragon monsters multiplied.
Although there are no high-level monsters, the large number of low-level dragons are still a threat.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
"Orali, hurry and call for reinforcements from Orario!"
Screams echoed as the adventurers were overwhelmed and torn apart by the raging monsters. Shields shattered, armor deformed, and blood stained the scorched earth beneath their feet.
Calls for backup often have a delay!
When the Orario Familia arrived to provide support, it meant that countless people had already been killed and the battle lines were in grave danger. However, Finn, Leon, and others could not remain in the north permanently. They needed to train their abilities in the dungeon in preparation for the upcoming battle against the Black Dragon.
Just as the Thor Familia was being pushed back by the dragon monsters and their defenses were about to collapse.
scoff!
A sharp sword light that shattered space instantly tore through the sky, carrying a terrifying power capable of annihilating everything, and ruthlessly crashed into the surging dragon tide!
The dazzling light made people instinctively close their eyes.
Rumble!!
Wherever the sword light passed, whether it was a roaring young dragon, a heavily armored blue dragon, or a ferocious Peruda—countless hideous dragon shadows didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before being reduced to ashes by this power.
The vast land was mercilessly torn apart by Roy's slash, leaving a bottomless, massive rift stretching for over ten kilometers across the center of the battlefield.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
All the gods, adventurers, and blacksmiths who had fought valiantly were horrified and stood frozen in place.
hum!hum!hum!
Hundreds of meters in the air, Roy stood on the chariot, holding the elven holy sword. The slender blade trembled slightly, flashing with an extremely cold light.