Nazarick Rimuru

In a huge cave tunnel underground, an old woman stepped on the steps and slowly walked down.

The magical light of the Grade Magic Eternal Light around him illuminated the deep staircase, and under his robes he wore armor-like armor.

Even though her face was already covered with wrinkles, the old woman still straightened her back and could not feel any twilight breath from her body.

Walking down this tunnel without any light, the old woman came to the end of this road, the naturally formed cave was excavated in the later stage to form a huge space, without any light source of space but strangely bright, the old woman did not care about these details.

Oh no, it should be said that no matter who is here, they will be attracted by the things in the middle of this huge space, and they can’t take their eyes off, and how can they care about other details.

Appearing in front of the old woman is a beautiful creature written into legends and poems, which can satisfy all people’s fantasies of power and elegance, a living dragon king.

However, unlike the legend, this dragon is not a tyrannical or jealous creature of greedy treasure.

“Phew! Long time no see, Char, you suddenly used < message > startled me when you contacted me. The

old woman waved her hand at the huge dragon king, as if facing a friend who had not been seen for a long time, hearing the old woman’s words, the silver-white huge dragon head slowly raised, and the mouth opened slightly, emitting a mature male voice.

“Ah, we haven’t seen each other in decades, Ligulit.”

Compared to his huge appearance, the Dragon King, known as Char, has a mature and steady voice, and he and Ligulit are companions who have traveled together, just like the current adventurer squad.

But the pleasant atmosphere of the friend’s long-lost acquaintance only stayed for a very short time, because Ligulit, who knew the old friend very well, understood that Charles had his own responsibility, and he was not the kind of character who would call the old friend to reminisce because of loneliness.

And the message that Char sent him this time is more like a summoning order, indicating that there is a super power that is enough to endanger the world to appear in this world, so Char will gather his trusted old friends to discuss together, hoping that the old friends can help him search for some information.

However, how did dragons and people become the relationship that can trust each other today?

About two hundred years ago, there were many demon gods in the world who endangered the world, and a young man who had hope for this world but was weaker than anyone else took up his sword.

At first, his confrontation with the demon god was not favored by anyone, but with the continuous adventure, the boy who was weaker than everyone grew into a brave man stronger than anyone, and in this continuous adventure, he also gained more companions, and in the end, they successfully defeated the demon god who endangered the world.

And Char and Ligulit are the companions who once followed the brave man on adventures.

Although there are many people in the ranks of the brave, the twelve who have recently held the strongest power with the brave are praised as thirteen heroes in the world.

Char joins by manipulating a pair of armor, while Ligulit is the magic chanter who is the best at undead magic among them, and it is only after Char’s armor is broken up during an adventure that the team members understand Char’s identity.

Although he understood Char’s concealment, everyone would mock him more or less with this incident.

“Although I am extremely happy to see the arrival of my old friend, but Ligulit, the reason for looking for you is indeed not to reminisce, just some time ago, I felt an extremely huge force appear in this world, just like the one a hundred years ago and hundreds of years ago… But unlike the peaceful force of a hundred years ago, this time the power seems extremely evil, it is… Not again.

Although Char omitted a passage, Ligulit understood what the other party was trying to say,… Existence is a common secret between them.

There was actually one time a hundred years ago, but that time the other party’s power breath gave people a good feeling.

In addition, they were dragged down by other things at that time, so they didn’t care, and the other party really didn’t do anything evil in this world.

But this time… The power of evil, although she believes in her old friend very much, but Ligulit, who is herself the chanter of the magic of the undead, still thinks that the way of judging the good and evil of the other party in the form of power is a bit too arbitrary.

“So… Which direction? Or near the Great Forest of Tob?

Vaguely glanced at the huge silver monster corpse behind Char, and understood that the other party could not easily leave here for some reason, Ligulit asked Char.

“That’s right, in the direction of the kingdom, near their fortress city of Yelantyr, I only know this, the specific location can only be left to you.”

… O kingdom, a familiar place, where her former adventurer squad Cangwei is active, and the former thirteen hero team member Ibiruai is now active there.

With the network she operates in the kingdom, she should be able to find out quickly, but if it is really a once-in-a-century variable, you have to be careful and more careful.

Hearing Char’s words, Ligulit lowered her head and thought.

“Jerantil, if I’m not mistaken, the remaining henchmen of [Zhilanong] are still entrenched over there. The claws of the dark holy canon of the sect country are also stretching out to that side, could it be the handiwork of these two parties?

“It’s not.” Charles shook his huge dragon’s head, dismissing Ligulit’s guess.

“Since the departure of the six great gods, although the sect has the blessing of equipment, it has only appeared that woman for so many years, and this time the breath of power does not seem to be held by that woman.”

“As for [Zhilanong], you and I who are familiar with Ibiruai know that it is just a group of fools who seek immortality in the name of the Mask Devil, and the so-called spiral of death has no threat to this world at all.”

“And the power I feel this time is real death, you know, dragons generally don’t dream, but in my sleep this time, I dreamed that a brand new country composed of monsters appeared on the corpse of a country, and the entire continent was completely withered, and countless undead wandered it.”

“The living regardless of race are united and sheltered by the last dragons, which is the last piece of pure land for the living.”

“However, the faces of those who are left of the living do not see any hope, more despair in the future, and the heart of each living person is filled with indifference.”

“This dream gave me a feeling of incomparably real, and my mind could even touch the concept of death and decay, and that the world seemed to lose its light.”