Volume 2: The Road to Dragon Feast Chapter 110 Whisper Behind the Door
Murphy had always been very curious about this so-called big secret and wanted to find out what was behind the door.
Unfortunately, only a few ancient black dragons knew this secret. Even though he later became a black dragon lord, this place was still a forbidden place for him.
But the more this happened, the more curious he became. Since the threshold to obtain this secret is so high, doesn't that just show how amazing this secret is?
At this moment, looking at the magnificent obsidian gate in front of him, Murphy's curiosity emerged again.
I am now the king of black dragons, so it’s not too much to open the door and take a look. Maybe there are some good things behind the door. Taking a few things back can be considered a bit of benefit to myself.
He thought in his mind and slowly walked towards the huge obsidian gate. When he was only a few meters away from the stone gate, he suddenly heard a strange sound.
Mumbling and grumbling sounds, as if someone was whispering in his ear, or as if it was a call from behind the door, as if someone or something was talking to him through the door.
The voice was intermittent, distorted and weird, yet it carried an indescribable wonderful temptation.
Come here... come here... open this door... open... the abyss... I will tell you... the truth... of this world...
Murphy's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he was possessed. He slowly raised his dragon claws and touched the several dragon language symbols on the stone door...
Those symbols seem to be the key to opening the obsidian gate.
"Neltharion!" Sartharion's voice sounded beside him, but the rough voice seemed so far away at this moment, as if it was separated by a thick wall and could not be heard clearly at all. It was completely covered by the whisper.
"Neltharion! Neltharion!" Sartharion saw that something was wrong with Deathwing, but his calls were of no avail until -
[Narrator: Deathwing was tempted by the strange voice and slowly stretched out his claws. He felt the call, someone was calling his name.
He couldn't help wanting to open the obsidian door. His mind had been controlled for the most part, and his mind had become extremely fragile after being tortured for a long time. However, deep in his heart, there was still a rational voice telling him - absolutely! Don't! Do! That!! 】
The last few words were completely shouted out, as if the volume of the headphones was instantly turned up to 300%. The piercing roar instantly woke Murphy up.
Oh shit, what’s going on!
He suddenly shuddered, and when he opened his eyes he saw that his claws had pressed on a talisman.
He was so frightened that he quickly took a step back, and the whispering sound disappeared in an instant.
The narration continued .
[Narrator: Deathwing finally woke up from his trance. He felt a sense of fear. Although he didn't know what was behind the door, a voice deep in his heart told him that once the door was opened, he would face an extremely miserable fate, and even death could not free him...
He recalled some memories that he had once forgotten. The nightmarish whispers had rang in his ears countless times. In the dark and silent night, the whispers called him to his doomed fate and eventually drove him crazy.
It's time to leave! Deathwing thought that he had already completed what he wanted to do, and there was no reason to stay here. He had a feeling that if he continued to stay here, something bad would definitely happen, so he decided to leave, immediately - right now! 】
Murphy looked at the dark stone door. At this moment, the voice had completely disappeared and there was silence all around. However, he couldn't help feeling shocked in his heart. As the guardian of the earth, he possessed the power of the earth and his mental resistance far exceeded that of ordinary dragons, yet he was hit all of a sudden.
The existence behind the door is truly terrifying.
And why does it seem like I’m the only one who can hear that voice?
He glanced at Sartario next to him, who was looking at him with a strange look, as if he didn't hear the voice at all.
Fortunately, the system's narration woke him up at the critical moment. He was not sure whether the narration appeared by chance or was a protection mechanism arranged for him by the system.
What is behind this door? Could it be the legendary ancient god?
But that doesn't make sense. How could the Old Gods be imprisoned in the Obsidian Temple? Even if that thing really existed, it should be sealed in the Titan's prison.
He wanted to ask Sartario for clarification, but was afraid of exposing his true identity. Looking at the huge obsidian gate in front of him, he could feel a fear from the bottom of his heart.
The fear did not come from him, but from Deathwing's remaining physical instincts. He suddenly understood why Deathwing was unwilling to stay in the Obsidian Temple. Perhaps it was because of the thing behind the door.
Whatever it is, it will be an unprecedented terrifying existence.
Murphy suddenly felt a little uneasy.
He thought to himself that he should not stay here any longer and should go upstairs quickly.
Deathwing is so afraid of that voice, it's better not to do anything stupid.
The two dragons returned to the upper level of the Obsidian Temple. As they got farther and farther away from the temple, the feeling of fear gradually disappeared.
Murphy finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "After I leave, you must guard this place well and don't let them go."
"Don't worry, brother. Your presence is the best suppression. After your warning, those little brats should be more obedient." Sartario's words were very smooth, and Murphy didn't care. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible, but before leaving, he had something else to do.
Although he has not yet figured out the principles behind the Dragon Feast Ceremony and the resurrection of the Dragon God, it is most likely that he will need to gather the power of the five guardian dragons.
However, with his current strength, he can forget about such a thing. The five guardian dragons are all demigod-level beings, and each of them commands an entire dragon clan. Any one of them can massacre a city and destroy a country, and they have gods as their backers.
No matter how confident Murphy was, he would never consider attacking the guardian dragon.
But if you can't get the genuine five guardian dragons, you can make a copycat version. Maybe you can come up with something.
So he decided to try each of the dragon hearts of the black dragon, red dragon, blue dragon, green dragon and bronze dragon.
What would happen if they were gathered together?
Now that we are here, let’s start with the Black Dragon.
He looked at the black dragons around him. Although some of their members had been taken away by the black dragon lords, the main force of the Black Dragon Legion had always been stationed in the Obsidian Temple. At this moment, almost all the elite of the Black Dragon Legion were here.
Murphy looked at the black dragons with the eyes of picking out food, and quickly selected a few targets.
"You, you, and you, all of you, come with me. I have something to tell you."
Murphy clicked on six or seven young black dragons in one breath, all of which were skeleton-level BOSSes. They flapped their wings and flew towards the distant forest. Several young black dragons didn't understand why, but since the Dragon King had given the order, they naturally did not dare to refuse, and they all followed.
Murphy landed on the open space in the woods.
The seven young black dragons followed closely behind, surrounding Deathwing, each one of them respectful.
Young black dragons are generally between levels 45 and 55, with little difference in level, but different ranks, ranging from ordinary monsters, elite monsters to skeleton-level and horror-level BOSSes.
The main reason for this situation is that the dragon race, like humans, often has huge differences in strength between different individuals. Some black dragons are hard-working types, going out to fight and burn villages every day, harming the common people. Burning villages is also considered a plot event, and although the plot points given are few, but a little bit adds up to a lot, and the rank can always be raised.
Of course, doing so is also quite dangerous, as you will be killed by the dragon slayer if you are not careful.
Some are more Buddhist, hiding in caves and sleeping all day long. After all, sleeping gives dragons experience points, so such dragons, no matter how high their level is, even if they are promoted to adult dragons, are mostly just elite templates.
Murphy always picked skeleton-level BOSSes. Dragons at this level were more suitable for attacking. If they were too strong, there was a possibility of failure. If they were too weak, the quality of the dragon's heart would be greatly affected.
However, it would take some thought to decide who to choose. The power gained from the Dragon Feast Ceremony is likely to be the dragon's best ability during its lifetime. Murphy now very much hopes to have a high-damage, large-range dragon breath skill, which would be very convenient for clearing small monsters and dealing with agile enemies.
His eyes swept over the seven young black dragons in front of him one by one.
