EBE Chapter 952 The Secret on the Moon
Chapter 952 The Secret on the Moon
At the end of the street, behind the densely packed giants and werewolves, giant dragons perched on top of gigantic buildings hundreds of meters high, like an army on display, staring down with erected snake-like pupils.
At the forefront of the field of vision, the thousand-meter-long giant dragon body of the Dragon Lord Angre fell on the place where all the absurdities, abnormalities and misfortunes gathered in Dorrent's words, that is, the top of the huge palace.
Just as Alfred had recounted his nightmare, Cadwell had become a city of giants, werewolves, and dragons.
Zhou Ning had previously released a task for players to conquer the fourth level of dreams. In terms of how to drive players, Zhou Ning had already reached new heights. The task released at this time was a team competition prize pool task. Whether exploring the map or killing monsters, players could obtain prize pool points.
At this time, under the astonished gaze of the other two church members, the players rushed towards the werewolves and giants in front of them and launched an attack on them.
The current players' strength is still a bit struggling to fight against demigod-level enemies. They have to use pedicure methods to attack these giants that are twenty or thirty meters tall. But what they are least afraid of is this kind of enemies that are large in number but relatively low in quality. If they can't beat them one-on-one, they will attack them together. If two are not enough, they will attack them with three, four, or even ten... As long as the enemy's health bar is exposed, more attacks will follow in the next second.
On the streets, ablaze with dull, yellowish flames, werewolves and giants, defined as servants or retainers of the ancient gods, swarmed in, falling one after another. Zhou Ning hadn't even made a move himself before the crowd advanced a significant distance into the streets. As they advanced deeper into Cadwell, the enemy's strength grew.
Zhou Ning looked around and asked thoughtfully:
"Does anyone know who the gods of giants, werewolves, and dragons are? What powers do they possess?"
Zhou Ning was taking precautions to avoid encountering these three ancient gods in advance, as he didn't know how to respond.
Alfred took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"The main god of the giants is the ancestor of the Horn royal family of the current Byron Republic, the Giant King Lindsay Horn. He is a subordinate god of the Earth Goddess and shares her authority over the earth. He also possesses the power of brute force and selfishness."
"As for the werewolf god... I believe you should be very familiar with him."
Alfred unconsciously cast his gaze towards Brother Tangshan, who was diligently trimming a giant's pedicure. "Gleipnir is the origin of all werewolves, and his authority includes disaster and lies."
"The chief deity of all scaly races is Charybdis, the twelve-faced dragon god. Ungrei, the dragon lord, is Charybdis's son. I don't fully understand his specific authority, as it's a hidden secret within the dragon race. With Charybdis's slumber, Ungrei's fall and the decline of the dragon race are almost unknown."
At this moment, Goodwin said in a low voice:
"The power of the Dragon Lord Ungrei encompasses arcane magic, destruction, and devouring. This is the main reason why Ungrei is known as the Hungerer and the Slayer of Elves."
"There are related records in the scriptures and murals related to the goddess. The goddess helped the elves kill Ungrei and seized his power to devour."
Zhou Ning nodded slightly, then remembered a mural he had seen in the Nathaniel underground ruins. The mural showed an elven goddess fighting an enormous dragon. This scene should be recorded.
He even had a guess that the elven goddess' ability to devour others was obtained from Angre.
Leonardo, Smith Hall and Elsa have been keeping confused expressions since the beginning. This knowledge about ancient gods is absolutely secret and they have never heard of it. Only living fossils like Alfred and Goodwin who have lived for thousands of years know it.
When these ancient gods were alive, when they could act without restriction and walk freely among the human world, ordinary people could not even talk about their names. They would either suffer a mental breakdown and go crazy, or be sensed by the gods and completely corrupted!
At this time, there were already some top-level demigods among the giants and werewolf servants who were constantly surging forward. According to Zhou Ning's guess, after reaching the final destination, there was a possibility of encountering an angel-level servant leader.
Beyond that, swarms of dark shadows swarmed out from every corner of the street, attacking everyone. A giant dragon perched atop a building not far away, like a giant lizard with wings, fixed its gaze on Zhou Ning and his group.
These shadowy figures were all elves who had undergone the Rite of the Ascendant. Logically, their strength wouldn't be too strong, but in this absurd dream devoid of reality, their strength was abstract, almost random. This significantly slowed everyone's advance. Zhou Ning then joined the fray. His black windbreaker fluttered, and players were constantly overwhelmed. The stronger giants collapsed with a crash, giving the players a sense of security.
During this process, Zhou Ning noticed that Dolent seemed to have learned the lesson from the previous sneak attack. Every few steps, he would consume his divinity and use the prophecy skills of the Angel King to predict the good or bad luck in the next few minutes.
Zhou Ning felt his predictions were somewhat accurate. After about thirty minutes of walking, stopping and starting, the broad street neared its end, and they had already entered the bowels of the elven capital, Cadwell. On either side of the tall building ahead, two rows of giant dragons of varying colors came into view. They perched atop the structures, finally flapping their wings and slowly taking flight, rising into the air.
These giant dragons did not attack everyone immediately, but circled back and forth in the air.
The terrain of Cardwell gradually rises from south to north. At this time, the giant palace was not far away from everyone, and Zhou Ning could already sense a strong divine aura.
Within their field of vision, the sky was strangely transparent, and the moon seemed to be less than a hundred meters away from them. They could even see the bumpy silver-white moon surface. Even with the dark yellow filter, it still gave people a sense of sticky oil painting and absurdity.
At the same time, near the huge lunar surface, there were small, silver-white moon birds flying, gathering into three silver-white vortices.
That is the companion bird of the Elf Goddess!
Wait... Zhou Ning's eyes froze. Through his powerful perception, he seemed to see a double-leaf bronze door on the bumpy silver-white moon surface. On it were a large number of twisted patterns connected into closed curves, which together formed a huge eye.
It was exactly the same bronze gate that he had seen in the underground ruins of Nathaniel, in the kingdom of Gleipnir.
Zhou Ning took a silent breath, goosebumps rising up on his back at the strange phenomenon before him. What secrets did this door hold?
Dolent stopped, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"We must stop for a moment. Fate has shown us that if we continue forward, we may encounter unpredictable dangers in the next five minutes."
Zhou Ning retracted his gaze, nodded, and prepared to issue a task for the players to explore the way ahead. Isn't this how players should use it?
As they were writing the mission, everyone fell silent. Only Alfred, floating in the air, roared in disbelief.
"This, how is this possible..."
They noticed that on a tower of the giant palace, there stood an extremely huge elf figure. He wore a crown on his hair, and his body had expanded to the possible limit. A familiar aura of madness and tyranny lingered around him.
All the absurdity, all the abnormality, and all the misfortunes of this city gathered above His head.
On his left and right sides were a giant about sixty meters tall with messy brown hair and tangled muscles; and a giant werewolf with a burly figure, dark skin, a large nose, bright eyes, and wearing a dark black robe.
At the same time, at the top of this giant palace, the dragon lord Angre finally took off, his wings fully spread out, almost covering the sky and the earth.