Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 175 Black Dragon

As for what it feels like to explore a dungeon, Carl felt that it was easier than he had imagined. Although Alia had mentioned to him a long time ago that the monsters in this world were far superior to humans in terms of physical strength and power, Carl did not feel that at all during this adventure.

Perhaps this was due to the fact that the people around him were too powerful. Amira's exaggerated magic and Eleanor's equally powerful divine arts were far beyond human power. And Alia, who was fighting in the front row, had an exaggerated speed and strength that ordinary people could not achieve. With these three people around him, the so-called monsters were no longer a threat.

Not to mention that they were fully prepared for this adventure. The witch hunters who accompanied them were not only equipped with silver-plated swords, but also holy water and explosive grenades unique to Rickburg. This allowed them to deal with both ordinary monsters and undead creatures. Not to mention that there were two other priests in the group. Although they were not as good as Eleanor, they could also cast some low-level divine arts, which was more than enough to deal with ordinary undead creatures.

In fact, they didn't encounter as many monsters as they imagined. First, they encountered a small group of goblins. These guys were completely different from the orcs Carl had seen in the north. They were short and thin, and even weaker than humans in strength. It took almost no effort to kill all the enemies with just one grenade, while they were unscathed.

Then they encountered a small group of zombies and a group of vampire bats. The former were quickly destroyed by divine magic, while the latter were a little more troublesome. Fortunately, although the bats were difficult to deal with, they were not fatal. Finally, after getting rid of these annoying people, the team continued to move forward.

Finally, they passed through layers of obstacles and successfully reached the bottom of the Dragon's Nest. This was already the bottom of the mountain. Carl could smell the smell of sulfur, and the air was filled with smoke and dust. At the same time, the temperature was getting higher and higher, which forced everyone to take off their winter clothes and put on lighter clothes.

Afterwards, when the team passed through a narrow passage, the view suddenly opened up, and the scene shocked everyone. This was no longer the surface world they were familiar with, but a completely different purgatory world.

The lava flowed slowly around them, making a low roaring sound, like boiling blood, rolling continuously. The smell of sulfur in the air was stronger than before, and the hot air rushed in their faces, making it almost impossible to breathe. The rolling heat wave surrounded them, and sweat soon soaked everyone's clothes.

Lava was flowing everywhere, turning the entire cave red. There were pieces of rock sticking out from the lava, forming countless narrow roads. Each road was winding, like a giant net, connecting every corner of the cave.

"Looks like we have to be careful. If we fall, we're all done for." Alia whispered, reaching out a hand to grab Carl.

Was he being treated like a child again? Carl complained in his heart, but he did not resist the other party's actions. They stepped carefully onto the protruding rock roads, taking every step with extreme caution. Lava would occasionally collapse from the edge and fall. The rocks under his feet were very hot. Even with thick boots, Carl could feel the burning sensation on the soles of his feet, as if they were being roasted on a fire.

At the same time, the heat in the air was suffocating. Every breath was like swallowing charcoal, and the throat was so dry that it almost smoked.

"Is this the dragon's nest?" Carl couldn't help but complain.

“A dragon is a creature that breathes fire,” Amira says.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped and her eyes fell on a huge rock in front of her. The rock stood in the middle of the lava pool, and there seemed to be something shining on it.

"What is that?" Carl followed her gaze and saw several objects scattered on the rocks. The most eye-catching one was an ancient scroll, lying quietly in the center of the rock, as if waiting for their arrival.

“This is what I’m looking for.” Amira’s voice is filled with excitement. She rushes over, picks up the scroll, and begins to read.

"This is a historical record." After looking at it for a while, she suddenly said with emotion, "It records some history that has been buried."

Then she continued to read, and kept exclaiming:

"Interesting, I've never heard such a story."

"What is it?" Carl asked curiously.

“About the origin of mages,” Amira replies. “When humans first came to this world, they were the weakest race and were slaughtered and hunted by other races. They were almost extinct. But one day, a god came to this world and bestowed talents on some people, allowing them to use magic. As a result, the fate of mankind was changed…”

"So, at some point in time, the magician saved humanity?" Carl asked.

“That’s understandable,” Amira replies.

"But now you have become the rats crossing the street." Carl said again.

“What’s worrying is not the lack of magic, but the inequality of it,” Amira replies. “After all, only a few people can use magic, and such a talent is bound to arouse the envy of others.”

She continued to look as she spoke:

"Hmm, interesting, there's a mention of crows here, and some other secrets...

"So you took such a big risk to come here just to get a history book, without any magic props or treasure?" Alia said on the side, with a bit of dissatisfaction in her tone.

“History is more important than anything else,” Amira says. Then she pauses and says, “Don’t worry. According to the records here, there is something else here. It’s been hidden.”

As she spoke, she pointed her finger at a hieroglyph on the scroll, then pointed at each word one by one and muttered,

"I offer this body to you and call you by your name.

Blood is sacrifice, battle is glory.

Forge the blade with blood and give it to us.

In your name, I will kill everything!"

As Amira’s voice echoes through the cave, awakening an ancient power that has long slumbered, the cave suddenly becomes silent as she finishes her last word. Time seems to stop at this moment.

Suddenly, a fiery light burst out from the scroll, as if in response to Amira's call. A powerful energy surged, accompanied by a low roar, and the entire cave seemed to tremble. Then, a sword slowly condensed and took shape in the air.

The long sword was suspended in the air, as if it was held up by some invisible force. Its blade was wrapped in flames, emitting a dazzling light. The blade was straight and extremely sharp, and every part of the blade was burning. The flames danced slightly with the air, emitting a scorching heat.

“As expected, I said it wouldn’t be in vain.” Amira smiled as she looked at the sword.

"This... this is a magic weapon." Arya murmured in a low voice. Her eyes were deeply attracted to the sword, as if she couldn't look away. She could feel the power contained in the sword, as if as long as she held it, she could control everything.

“It should be yours, and Arya the Blazer would be worthy of her name,” Amira continues, her tone full of pride.

The flaming sword gently rotated in the air, making a low humming sound, as if waiting for its new owner. The temperature in the air suddenly rose, and everyone could feel the scorching power approaching, as if it was going to burn everything.

Alia took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, and grasped the flaming sword. The moment her fingers touched the hilt, the flames on the sword instantly surged, gently dancing as if welcoming its master.

Then the surrounding lava began to jump, as if celebrating and rejoicing. Finally, the flames on the sword shot up into the sky, then slowly died out, allowing Arya to sheath it. Everything returned to peace again.

"So is this done?" Carl asked from the side.

“Well, that should be the case. I’m afraid there’s nothing else nearby,” Amira replied.

"So there is no dragon treasure, and we didn't see any dragon bones."

Amira looks around and scratches her cheek.

"In this environment, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the dragon bones."

But it was okay. The harvest this time was not bad. Amira got what she wanted, and Alia got a magic weapon. As for the treasure, to be honest, Carl didn't care that much. It was just that there was not even a gold coin in the dragon's nest, which was a bit inconsistent with his understanding of dragons.

Just as everyone was about to leave, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the magma in the lava pool began to roll violently, as if some terrifying power was awakening. Carl immediately drew his sword and stared at the lava pool nervously.

"What's going on?" Carl asked loudly.

"Could it be... that the volcano is going to erupt!" Eleanor shouted in horror.

And just as she finished shouting this, the lava exploded in front of everyone, the flames shot up into the sky, and a huge heat wave came towards them. Along with the rising face, Carl saw a huge figure rising from the lava pool, accompanied by a deafening howl.

The sound almost forced everyone to cover their ears. When Carl looked up after the shout, he was stunned, with his mouth wide open. It took him a long time to utter a word:

"dragon……"

A huge black dragon, its scales gleaming with dark red light, its huge wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun. Its eyes burned with flames of hatred, and its mouth spewed out hot dragon breath, as if the whole world was trembling at its awakening.

“It’s the black dragon!” Amira exclaimed, with a rare look of fear in her eyes.

"Didn't you say dragons were extinct?" Carl shouted.

"That's how it should be! How come there are still people alive?"

Arya immediately drew out the flaming sword she had just obtained and shouted:

"Everyone, prepare to fight!"