Red Dragon Emperor

　　 "Very good," Jose was delighted, and put the map away.

　　 After so many years, the ancient map will inevitably be a bit outdated, but the dark area extends in all directions like a maze. With the ancient map as a reference, it is much better than two people running around like headless flies.

　　 The main goal has been achieved, and he is also ready to leave.

　　 "Cassie, I'll leave it to you."

　　 "Understood!" Bai Long grinned, revealing sharp dragon teeth.

　　 Feeling Bailong's malicious gaze, the goblin lord Kilrog couldn't help but shudder, with a bad premonition.

　　 On the other side, Jose, regardless of how the white dragon and the goblin lord discussed, directly teleported to the west coast of Tedanor, the territory of the orc empire-Stonefish Rift.

　　He and the Golden Elf King agreed to meet here.

As soon as 　　 appeared over the sea, he sensed the breath of the Golden Elf King.

　　 The Golden Elf King flew over and saw that the Emperor Yang raised the map in his hand, and his expression was delighted. There is a map that is much more convenient than starting from scratch.

　　 "Your Majesty Jose, without further ado, let's go."

"go."

　　 A dragon and an elf flew side by side, heading toward the depths of the Storm Strait.

　　The Strait of Storms is called the Strait of Storms because of the constant storms over the sea area, and there is only a three-month calm period.

　　 Unfortunately, this is not the calm period of Storm Strait.

　　 Jose looked far away, and saw continuous ink clouds in the distant sky, extending to the end of the line of sight, lightning and thunder under the suppressed clouds, tornado pillars linking the sky and the earth, the sea is turbulent, and there are vortexes that arise and die, a chaotic scene of the end of the world.

　　Because the magical energy of the Lost Continent is chaotic, the space is unstable and cannot be transmitted, so if you want to reach the Lost Continent, this storm strait is a hurdle that cannot be crossed.

　　Golden Elf King-Sissel looked at the depressed storm in the distance while flying, his face was a bit solemn.

"Your Majesty Jose, the air currents in this stormy sea are chaotic, and flying in it is very dangerous. The destructive power of that tornado is comparable to large-scale legendary magic. Even if we wait for a demigod, we will suffer a bit if we are not careful, we must be careful to avoid it. The tornado is."

　　 "The most troublesome thing is the thunder and lightning. The lightning is born randomly. It is irregular and difficult to dodge. Most of them can only resist with the magic shield."

　　 Jose nodded. He has always been in awe of the power of nature.

but……

　　 He glanced at the clouds, it was as dark as the clouds, and there was no end in sight: "Your Excellency Sissel, there are no tornadoes and thunder above the clouds. It's better to fly over the clouds."

　　 "How can this stormy sea area be so simple."

　　The Golden Elf King smiled bitterly: "Although there are no thunder and tornadoes above the clouds, there are more destructive winds. Occasionally, you will encounter space cracks. It is not as safe as flying under the clouds."

　　 "That's it," Jose said no more.

　　 was getting closer to the storm, the thunder was rolling, and people's ears were humming. After using magic to reduce the volume, I felt much better.

　　 One dragon and one spirit stopped at the edge of the storm. Even at the edge, the wind here should not be underestimated.

　　 The chaotic air current is like a knife, tearing the body of a dragon and an elf. The red dragon can also resist with its tyrannical body, and the golden elf king has long been put on a magic shield.

　　 One dragon and one elf did not communicate, and tacitly blessed themselves with all kinds of magic, buff magic to increase reaction speed, and defensive magic to guard against thunder and storm...

Demigod powerhouses cast spells. Most of the elements that make up magic come from the outside world. They consume little magical energy, and they are not even as fast as the natural recovery of magic power. This is also the demigod powerhouse who dares to challenge the natural disasters in the storm sea area. The greatest reliance on the environment.

　　 It didn't take long for a dragon and an elf to prepare, and plunged into the storm sea with a magic shield.

　　 As soon as he entered the stormy sea, Jose felt a great increase in pressure, and the magical energy around him was rampant like a runaway wild horse, not as docile as normal magical energy at all.

　　 Fortunately, these magical energies can still be tamed to make up for the consumption of the magic shield, but it is much more laborious than normal.

　　 After adapting to the edge of the storm for a while, both Jose and the golden elves adapt to the changes in the surrounding environment and head towards the Lost Continent.

　　A dragon and an elf flew under the suppressed darkness, lightning flashed above their heads, and the wind around them was like a knife. From time to time, they had to bypass the tornado pillars that penetrated the clouds and the sea. Every inch of space was full of danger.

　　 Flying in the stormy sea is as strong as the imperial emperor, and he must also be energetically vigorous, and always concentrate on observing changes in the direction of progress.

　　 "That's right," Jose remembered one thing he had missed and turned on [Digital Vision].

　　With the aid of [Digital Visualization], he is much more relaxed and he has a leisurely mind to observe his surroundings.

　　 I have to say that this stormy sea area is shocking, wide and powerful, no less than legendary magic.

　　 Such extreme environments are not common even in the elementary world.

　　 At this point, Jose couldn't help feeling a little strange, how could such a rare extreme natural environment appear on the material plane of Tedanor?

　　 Generally speaking, such extreme natural environments are rarely formed naturally.

　　 But, if it weren't formed naturally, what kind of existence can form a long-lasting, stormy sea like the end of the world in Tedanor.

　　According to the Dragon's Inheritance records, this stormy sea area has lasted for more than eight thousand years.

Jose thought deeply that if he allowed himself to cast spells for a long time, combined with magic rituals, it could also create a doomsday scene like a stormy sea, but like a stormy sea, it lasts for more than eight thousand years, and like a season, there are three months of calm each year. Period, he will never do it.

　　According to his inference, even if the six demigods of Taidanor work together, they can't do it.

　　 "I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out."

　　 There was no danger all the way, a dragon and a spirit flew out of the stormy sea and saw the lost mainland coastline in the distance.

　　 The Golden Elf King looked back at the storm behind him, feeling lingering.

　　 "Your Majesty Sissel, do you know the origin of the stormy sea?" Jose looked at the Golden Elf King.

　　 The sea of ​​storm appeared after the Elf Empire defeated the goblins. It was the peak period of the Elf Empire. Perhaps Sissel, the Elf King, has some news.

　　 "I don't know either," Sissel shook his head.

　　 "I was born in the middle and late second era. At that time, the stormy sea had existed for a long time."

　　 After a pause, he went on to say: "I once asked my father this question, but he didn't answer my question, and he kept it secret."

　　 Jose curiously asked: "Is there no record of this matter in the elves?"

　　 "There is no record of this in the golden elves. Even if there is, it is a wild history. It is just some seaside residents' speculation about the storm sea area. There are different opinions and there is no credibility. I suspect that this record has been artificially erased."

　　The Golden Elf King asked back: "Your Majesty Jose, the Moon Elves are now attached to the Empire. Is there no record of this within the Moon Elves?"

"no."

Jose replied: "I specially ordered someone to sort out the ancient books of the moon elves, and I also read important parts of them. There is no relevant record of the birth of the storm sea area. Perhaps as you said, this record has been artificially erased. went."

　　 Both are smart people, and they didn't continue this topic, and at the same time, the doubts in the heart of the emperor were eliminated.

　　 The previous Golden Elf King was also a demigod powerhouse. Even so, the previous Elf King still did not dare to reveal the secrets of the Storm Sea to his son.

　　 Sometimes, not knowing is the best protection.

　　 So what can make a demigod so jealous, let the elves erase the written record of the storm sea, and dare not let the next generation know?

　　 There is only one answer: God.

　　 Jose had no intention or spare time to explore the events of the ancient times, and flew to the Lost Continent with the Elf King.

　　 Looking up, the Lost Continent is a wasteland, not a bit green, a lot of sand and dust are blown up by the strong wind, the sky and the earth are yellowish, just as the Golden Elf King said before: This continent is dead.

　　 This is because of the destruction of the earth by the goblin civilization, coupled with the decisive battle between the elves and the goblin, the consequences of various factors superimposed.

　　 Jose couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a tragedy. This continent is no longer able to allow creatures to survive."

　　The Golden Elf King opened his mouth and said: "The earth is indeed dead, but the dark area is deep in the earth, but it is possible to escape the influence of that catastrophe."

　　 "Maybe [psychic sects] are all converted to undead, the undead don't need food," Jose shrugged, took out and unfolded the map he had obtained from the goblin lord.

　　 Aside, the Golden Elf King leaned over to observe the map of the lost continent drawn by the ancient goblins, which contained the information about the dark regions they needed.

　　 "The secret tunnel under the sea is in the Kingdom of Dana. If I were the decision maker of the [psychic sect], I would definitely not make detours on the sea floor. This would greatly increase the amount of work, and there is no doubt that it is meaningful."

　　 "So, I infer that the headquarters of the [psychic sect] is located opposite to the kingdom of Dana."

　　 Jose used his nail to draw a horizontal line on the map, and then used his nail to draw a circle at the end of the horizontal line: "Probably in this area."

　　 "It makes sense," the Golden Elf King nodded in approval.

　　 One dragon and one elf remembered the entrance to the dark area in the suspect area, and set off immediately.

　　 But thousands of years of vicissitudes of life, the original entrance to the gloomy area has been lost due to various factors such as landslides, burial of wind and sand, and topographical changes.

　　 Until Jose and the Golden Elf King found the eighth entrance to the dark region, they found that the entrance to the dark region still existed, and there was a wind coming from it, and it was through.

　　 Without any hesitation, one dragon and one elf drilled into the cave and set off toward the depths of the earth along the winding road diagonally downward.

　　 After a while, Jose and the Golden Elf King walked out of the passage and entered the dark region.

　　 As the Golden Elf King guessed, compared to the barren scene on the surface, the dim region of its own ecosystem still retains its vitality, and there is no obvious difference from the dim region of the Taidanor continent.

　　 Jose took out the map and compared it again, distinguished the direction, and took the lead to walk in one direction.

　　The Golden Elf King followed closely behind.

　　Because of the fear of encountering the devil-Malganis, the dragon and the elves are careful to hide their own breath, and at the same time explore the dark areas, looking for information about the existence of intelligent creatures.

　　 With the assistance of [Digital Vision], Jose found traces of intelligent creatures in the third dark area.

　　 This is a footprint left on the sandy bottom of the river beach. Unlike the barefoot natives such as cavemen and jackals, this footprint is left by shoes.

　　 "It seems we are not far from the goal."

　　Because the footprints left for too long, apart from the sand footprints, other traces have been erased by time.

　　 One dragon and one elf have to continue searching.

　　 This time, they were more careful than before, and they were blessed with invisibility magic.

　　 After searching for several hours, Jose figured out the direction of the enemy.

　　 This made the Golden Elf King very admired, because the clues along the way were found by the red dragon.

　　 admiration, coupled with the intention of the two parties to make friends, the relationship between the two quickly warmed up, in game terms, the relationship between the two parties rose from indifference to friendliness.

　　Following the trail, Jose and the Golden Elf King soon had a harvest, and they found a village.

　　 This is a human village, in which live people live.

　　 However, this village is a bit weird. Everyone gathered around a statue in the center of the village with a fanatical expression and kept worshipping the statue.

　　 This statue of Jose is very familiar with the Golden Elf King. The fuzzy face, human body, and eight twisted octopus legs are exactly the evil gods believed by the [Salvation Church].

　　 "It turns out that the foundation of this guy's faith in Tedanor is hidden here. No wonder [The Salvation Church] is wiped out every time, it grows like weeds after spring," the Golden Elf King felt astonished.

On the side, Jose is also in a complicated mood: "What evil has been done, the evil **** of the [Salvation Church], the eternal night king of [psychic sect], and the devil guardian of the lord of the nine prisons, the world of Taidanor is too dangerous~ www.readwn.com~ It’s no wonder that the metal dragon family is migrating..."

　　 Jose and Sissel looked at each other, then evacuated the village tacitly.

　　 This village is just the small shrimps on the periphery. It is not much harvested by hands. On the contrary, it may disturb the enemy and let the enemy be prepared.

　　 The two continued to search, and they found more and more human settlements, and they were more and more shocked.

　　 There are not only human villages, but also towns, and even cities in the gloomy area beneath this Lost Continent. The overall scale is comparable to a medium-sized human kingdom.

　　 And they also discovered that after the humans in the underground world died, the corpses would be gathered together, waiting for the necromancer to come and choose, and the families of the deceased were very cooperative and proud of it. Obviously, their thoughts had been artificially distorted.

　　 "Provide faith to the evil **** while alive, and after death the corpse becomes the minion of the eternal night king. From soul to body, the life of these people is clearly arranged," Jose couldn't help sighing.

　　 After catching a necromancer who transformed a corpse, they learned more about the situation in the dark region and learned about the existence of "Sanctuary".

　　 "Let's go, let's go and turn this sanctuary upside down," the imperial emperor stepped forward.

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