A group of more than a dozen people had just fallen down the rope when they saw an embarrassed figure running towards them where the light was refracted in the distance.
"Humans? Northlands There are other people besides us."
They were extremely surprised, but Lawrence was extremely surprised. He recognized these people and they had the badges of Meyers on them.
"Friends of the Mayers Family, I ask for your help."
Hearing the other party call out Mayers Family's name, a dozen people recognized the other party, drew out their swords and forced Lawrence to stop.
"Standing there, what happened to you?"
No need to answer, the gray-white Goblin behind Lawrence have already rushed out. Although these guys are short, they are frighteningly strong, and their physical fitness is no less than Formal Knight.
"If you can't run away, kill them!"
The knights formed a square formation and faced Goblin together with Na Lawrence.
"The back, the back is coming too!"
On another ice road, gray-white Goblin appeared, and the number suddenly reached more than fifty.
"Is it too late to go up now?"
Someone looked at the rope. Obviously, it was too late now.
"These Goblin will not let go of any prey until the prey is dead. There is no other way but to kill them."
Lawrence was breathing heavily. If he hadn't been defeated, he wouldn't be in such a mess.
"Kill them!"
The knights let out a low roar, and Lawrence saw that the long swords in these people's hands actually burned with black flames.
"The power of Nightmare Knight Breathing Technique."
Lawrence is envious and amazed, Mayers Family, it is not only the power in the hands of the Grand Duke that is powerful, but also each of them.
"But I'm not bad either."
Lawrence can run around Northlands alone and is not afraid of a large number of enemies. Naturally, this is because he has various blessings given by Ryan, which comprehensively enhance his combat effectiveness.
Goblin roared, roaring hoarsely and rushed towards the humans. The battle was about to break out. On this not-so-wide ice road, the knights defended their position and faced the attacks from both sides without falling behind, constantly killing these gray-white Goblin.
There were also casualties among them, and when the battle was over, the six knights could not hold on and fell.
This made the remaining people look ugly and stare at Lawrence angrily.
"I'm sorry, but even without me, you will face these monsters sooner or later. They are more terrifying than the Goblin we know."
These knights didn't care about this. They were angry and surrounded Lawrence. Someone must be responsible for the death of their companions, and Lawrence was the best target.
Seeing these people about to take action, Lawrence said quickly:
"Don't you want to know what's down here? The Dragons in the sky is always there but doesn't dare to come down. Do you know what it's afraid of?"
"Dragons! There are many corpses of Dragons down here, as well as the remains of one Dragon Monarch."
Lawrence's words shocked all the knights. Dragons died here?
One Dragons is scary enough, but what about many more?
"Are you sure it's Dragons and not some other sub-dragon species?"
"I'm pretty sure that there was a Wyvern Tomb before Northwind Province. I've seen it before, but the Dragons here is completely different from them."
Half an hour later, looking at the Dragons frozen skeletons in front of them, every knight forgot to breathe.
"With so many Dragons dying here, there must be something terrible here that is beyond our ability to deal with."
"Go back and tell Master Chrysus."
A group of people retreated. They were knights, not barbarians. They knew what kind of power they could not resist.
Lawrence didn't dare to approach easily, so he could only follow these people.
"Where's the body?"
Back to the place where they were just now, these people looked ugly, and all the corpses left behind by the battle were gone. If the blood stains on the ice had not solidified and melted into the ice, they would have doubted whether they were lost.
"The rope is gone too."
Someone said that the rope they came down from broke at a high place, but it was at least twenty or thirty meters away from the ground. The smooth ice surface was not something that could be climbed up by hand.
"What did it do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray-white Goblin came out of the surrounding shadows again. This time, there were more of them. Monsters that were not afraid of death appeared, but the knights showed no intention to fight.
Just now when they had all the manpower, they suffered heavy losses against dozens of Goblin. Now there are at least hundreds of Goblin, and their number is even smaller, so they are definitely no match.
"Those who can't escape must be killed first!"
Lawrence stopped everyone who wanted to escape and leaned against the ice wall.
"We must kill some of them to reduce their numbers, otherwise we will definitely die once we are caught up."
Lawrence's long sword blocked several people, and the remaining people gritted their teeth and had no choice but to stay. The ten people leaned against the ice wall and looked nervously at Goblin, who was rushing over.
"Kill!"
They roared angrily, they were all practicing killing skills, and their swings at this moment perfectly demonstrated the elegance of the knights.
This could not change the ending of failure. After killing thirty Goblin and killing two more, a knight rushed directly towards the gap. Seeing him like this, the others would naturally not stop.
"Damn! The number of Goblin is still too much."
Lawrence was angry, but had to run for his life at this moment.
Goblin behind him chased him endlessly. Gradually, Lawrence became separated from the others, and only the angry roars and desperate screams from the distance could be heard through the gaps.
"Damn it, there's no way I can get rid of it."
Lawrence gritted his teeth and turned around, wanting to fight Goblin on this narrow road.
"Idiot, this way!"
There was a voice behind him, and Lawrence turned his head and saw a young man with light blond hair. He should be a noble, more like himself.
Lawrence took a few steps back, and then he saw the ice above his head cracking, and countless ice blocks collapsing, blocking the road.
Connie took back the long sword and looked at the sword in Lawrence's hand with some surprise.
"It seems that we all accepted gifts from the same person."
He didn't say anything, and Lawrence also fell silent, naturally recognizing the other Frostmourne in Connie's hand.
"Lawrence·Xavier."
"Connie·Dean."
Half an hour later, when the surroundings were completely safe, Lawrence told Connie what he had discovered.
"This is not something we can handle. We have to go back and tell Lord Ryan."
"There are ten corpses of Dragons and Dragon Monarch that are the same as humans. Even he can't solve them."
"I won't go back."
"In Northlands, I must be promoted to Bronze Knight before I can go back. This is the goal I set for myself."
The difference from Lawrence is that Connie has a clear purpose and knows what he really wants, and he is burdened with more.
"But we can't even break the ice on Dragons's body, and it will be over if some terrible monster is attracted."
Lawrence said that their current power is too weak, and the ice that can freeze Dragons is definitely not an ordinary ice cube.
"There is no need to find the secret of Dragons's death. We only need to find available extraordinary resources."
"Northlands hides countless precious resources that even money can't buy. This is exactly why we are here. Lord Ryan will not want to see you so weak."
"This sword will not accept its owner being weak."
No need for Kony to say, Lawrence also understands this. This sword is different, very different, but he is too weak to feel it yet. Only at the moment when he kills an enemy, he can vaguely feel Frostmourne's weak breath.
That kind of breathing is like eating delicious food intoxicatedly and involuntarily.
With the increase in consumption, Lawrence also feels that he seems to be a little stronger. This does not come from the body, but from the soul.
Soul Crystal, one of the materials for forging Frostmourne, comes from Hound Deity. Deities, which is extremely aggressive and has a desire for destruction, has never been peaceful. Its power is uniquely cruel.
After hearing Connie's words, Lawrence was silent, but agreed.
In this way, the two of them took a detour and headed towards the depths of Rift. It was a place that could be seen at a glance, but it took them a day and a half to finally reach the feet of Dragons.
"They're bigger than we see."
"These Dragons may have lived for many years before they were alive."
The two people marveled, took out the Frostmourne and chopped it down. The crisp sound was as they had guessed before, and they could only leave an insignificant white mark on the ice.
"Can there be anything here?"
There seemed to be nothing but the huge frozen dragon skeleton in front of them. The two of them searched all over the bottom of the Rift, not even seeing a single weed growing in the ice and snow.
Returning to Dragons's feet, the two looked at each other, then drew out their swords and slashed at the ice crazily.
For humans, Magical Beast is a treasure, even the hair has its uses, let alone a life like Dragons that stands at the top of the food chain.
Since there is nothing here, the Dragons skeleton itself is a huge treasure.
However, gradually, their limbs became numb, and there was only a crack as thick as a fingernail on the ice in front of them, which was less than ten centimeters long inside the ice.
"How long will this take?"
"It looks like it will work, doesn't it?"
"I just hope that when we succeed, this Dragons won't wake up and trample us to death."
After several days, the swords in their hands finally touched something different.
The moment the sword edge touched the keel, Lawrence and Connie looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They felt the silent roar from the sword in their hands, resounding in their souls.
It was excited, feeling the soul sealed inside the Dragons skeleton.
"No!"
Lawrence roared, took Connie's hand and pulled out the two swords.
At this moment, in the gap in the ice, Dragons's toe bones turned into gray-white liquid and flowed out of the gap. Its speed was extremely slow. At the same time, the cracked ice was gradually recovering and sealing the bones again.
One drop, two drops, and more than a dozen drops of liquid fell on the ground. They were still liquid, but they fell to the ground as crisply as gems. When they cut it again, the gap they had spent several days cutting out had been restored to the original state.
The only difference is that one of Dragons's claws has lost a bone.
"Dragon Bone Marrow, if I remember correctly, this thing should be Dragon Bone Marrow."
"Only living Dragons will produce Dragon Bone Marrow."
Lawrence raised his head and looked at Dragons, which was covered in ice with only skeletons.
"Do you feel that this Dragons seems different from before?"
"It's different?"
Connie is also a little nervous.
"You don't want to say that it came alive."
How is this possible? There is no Undead Mages here, and this Dragons doesn't look like it has been resurrected by the Undead spell.
"No, I think its movements are different from before. I remember that it didn't open its wings so wide before."
Connie didn't want to continue delving into this topic and said:
"What does Dragon Bone Marrow do? Can we use it?"
"Yes, that's great. Nothing is more suitable for us than this thing."
"Ever heard of dragon blood?"
"When a knight bathes in the dragon's blood, his qi and blood will surge, and his strength will surge. However, Dragon Bone Marrow is more effective than dragon's blood. The most important thing is that it does not violently enhance your strength from the outside, but helps the Seed of Life in the knight's body to give birth to a power that is completely the knight's own."
"The demons Mages need this thing the most. Their bodies can be strengthened by it. In addition, it is the nobles. Dragon Bone Marrow can make the nobles live a few more years."
"The great noble will be willing to build a pool filled with Dragon Bone Marrow."
"For us, we have the resources to become Bronze Knight."
"Then..."
Connie stared hotly at the huge skeleton in front of him, which was organized by Lawrence.
"This place is very scary. We don't know what kind of powerful beings killed so many Dragonss and sealed them here, even keeping them alive. Dragonss are dead, but their skeletons still think they are still alive."
"Perhaps we have been annotated by Deities."
Lawrence picked up Dragon Bone Marrow from the ground and served it with ice cubes.
"These things are enough for us. If all the skeletons of Dragons are Dragon Bone Marrow, then we will get more."
"But here..."
Lawrence looked at the huge skeleton, Dragon Monarch with the crown on its head, a little scared.
"Let's go."
A few days later, the two people who successfully broke through to a new stage were looking for a way out, but as expected they were blocked again by Goblin.
"Damn Northlands monsters, can we kill them all?"
Lawrence asked, Connie patted his shoulder and pointed to the gentle slope leading to the surface.
The moment Lawrence slashed through, his pupils shrank and he was extremely shocked.
Thousands of gray-skinned Goblin corpses lay there, with blood flowing in the caves below to form rivers. They seemed to have been beaten to death by some terrifying monster, unable to even escape.
No wonder these Goblin haven't been looking for them in the past few days in the depths.
"Leave quickly."
"Get out!"
The two men held their breath and waved their swords to kill Goblin in front of them, not daring to stop at all. The moment they rushed to the surface, they found that Goblin did not dare to chase him out.
"There's something here that they're afraid of."
"Go quickly."
The two men ran non-stop in the direction of human civilization, and behind them in the hazy wind and snow, huge wings flashed, and a pair of cold pupils watched the two ants leave.
Finally, Frost Dragon stared into the depths of Rift and let out an unexplained roar.