Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 33 Gap
Under the white moonlight, a silver-white gate stands on the wasteland, adding a touch of mystery to this dilapidated ruin.

"Just go in now."

Ange clutched his arm, looking at the door woven by his blood, feeling the mystery of China.

There are dark red patterns on the silver-white gate, which were formed by Angers' blood before.

"If we use ordinary means, we have to turn the gate completely red."

Angers looked at the pattern on the door and explained.

Several people from the Tiandihui took out the explosives in their backpacks and were trying to throw them into the Nibelungen.

"Don't make trouble, we still have to go in and take a look."

Ange stopped the radical behavior of several people, tremblingly supported by Ander, walked towards the door.

Angers put his finger on the door, feeling the special touch of the door, like some kind of special rubber, which is both elastic and tough.

This door is not something that a simple magic circle can summon, but it already exists here, and the function of the magic circle is just to make this door visible.

Ender also poked his finger at the door curiously, the door was pressed out of a hole under Ender's strength, and Ender's fingers sank deeply into it.

"Do you feel that the door has softened?"

asked Ender.

"Maybe the time is coming, hurry up and go in..."

Before Angers could finish speaking, the silver door began to collapse and melt like it was made of wax, and the silver-white liquid spread out, turning into a puddle of shiny viscous liquid.

"Ah, it seems that something went wrong."

The moon was obscured by dark clouds, leaving only the liquid on the ground to emit an eerie light, and everything around became blurred.

Rusting sounds began to appear around, and strange yellow lights floated in the distance.

Under the powerful eyesight of the Dragon Clan, Ander saw clearly the bodies of those yellow lanterns, which were countless Deadpools.

Most of them are dressed in official uniforms with various beasts embroidered on them. The braids on the back are thin and small, and only a small area at the back of the head has hair.

"Ange, what's going on?"

The situation is very strange now, the door obviously collapsed, and the positions of the few people have not changed, but there are a lot of dead waiters around.

"We're probably already inside the Nibelung."

Anger held the knife and stared at the dead servants who suddenly appeared. They all moved very slowly and did not show any aggressive behavior.

"What about the dragon's veins? Where's Friedrich? Don't tell me they came here just for a bunch of damn corpses."

Deadpool hovered around Ender and the others, and they were still some distance away, but they had to come up with a way to break the situation as soon as possible.

Ender recalled the previous situation. He had a certain degree of research, or talent, in conjuration spells that mastered time and space. After all, these spells should not be too convenient to run around.

Ender took a few deep breaths, letting his magic power overflow, and perceiving the situation in this space.

In Ender's perception, the structure of this space is very distorted, like two pieces of bread being squeezed together, two spaces of different nature are roughly mixed together

Feeling the shock brought about by this unstable space, Ander already had a conclusion in his heart.

"We are between the Nibelungs and this world."

This is the junction of the Nibelungen and the present world. It belongs to the Nibelungen, the land of the dead, and does not belong to the land of the dead.

Ender tried to touch the slow-moving Deadpool, but sure enough, Ender's palm passed through the Deadpool dressed as a military officer of the Qing Dynasty, as if he was just an illusion.

"See, we are not in the same space as them."

Chu Jie also stepped forward, waving his arms boldly, trying to touch those dead waiters.

"It's really been through, Uncle De, you are so amazing, how do you know?"

"talent."

Ender smiled and explained what this space looked like in his perception, wanting to show off his strength to these people.

But the effect was not very obvious. The members of Tiandihui tilted their heads, as if they were thinking about what space is.

Angers reacted quickly, and now they must find a way to leave here and go to Nibelungen.

"Then what do we do now?"

Ender spread his hands, showing a helpless expression.

"I don't know either. This kind of thing should be your job as a dragon historian."

Angers frowned. His group was supposed to enter the Nibelungen through that door, but the door suddenly melted and collapsed.

This may mean that there is something wrong with the way I entered the Nibelungen.

Angers recalled the stories about the Nibelungen and the secret party's research over the years, the country of the dead, Avalon Fantasy Township, Helheim in Norse mythology...

Myths related to the underworld appeared in Angers' mind. As a mixed race who received a doctorate in history from Cambridge at a young age, these stories were already familiar to him.

Angers lowered his head to think, and suddenly saw a silver-white liquid under his feet. Liquid or water has always had a layered meaning in mythology. The above water is the living, and the underwater is the dead.

"It's water, look at your feet!"

Several people looked at the liquid under their feet. The silver-white liquid showed a mercury-like property, forming a circular pool of water under their feet.

"We need to get into the Nibelungs through this pool of water."

Angers' explanation was succinct but unconvincing.

"But we're on top of this puddle of water... or something?"

Ender raised his foot, and the viscous liquid pulled out a long silk thread between the upper of the shoe and the ground, and fell onto Ender's trouser leg under the force of gravity.

It was very interesting to watch that drop of liquid rolled on Ender's pants and returned to the liquid on the ground. .

"Maybe we need to get a little closer."

Chu Hao lay on the ground, as if he wanted to get into the liquid, but it didn't work at all.

"Foreign scholar, no way."

Angers frowned, as if he had overlooked something.

"Should we die once? I don't know necromancy."

Ender muttered softly.

This gave Angers a hint, and Angers realized in an instant.

"Yes, let us die once!"

"Are you crazy?"

Ender also thought that his family member was tormented mad by the current situation. If so, he could only let Angers run for the president of the United States instead of Principal Kassel.

"No, do you know what sleep is called in many religions?"

"It's called Little Death."

During sleep, the human body loses control, as if dead, which is why many religions associate death with sleep, and even those believers pray to the gods to protect them from dying during sleep before going to sleep.

Angers recalled the sleep technique that Ander had taught him before, and without hesitation cast magic on the members of the Heaven and Earth Society in front of him.

A fan-shaped shock wave flew out, and the unsuspecting Tiandihui four were immediately hit, and fell asleep on the water.

The next moment, their bodies slowly submerged in the water.

"Success!"

Ander covered his face and asked:

"Have you considered how to wake them up there?"

"Ah this..."

"Then hurry up!"

The light flashed by, and there was no one here, leaving only the pool of silvery white liquid, swaying slightly.

(End of this chapter)