Chapter 3510

"Masters, you should already know what I want to ask. Yes, this is the scroll of ancient times, and it also records the history of oduin's defeat thousands of years ago. That period of history has long been buried in the dust of history, and it will soon be revealed. "

Aingail looked at him seriously. After a moment, he relaxed.

"In fact, we have long expected that the wheel of time will repeat the same mistakes many times. This time, it is obvious that it has gone astray. Therefore, you, the Dragon descendant, as the blessing of akatosh, do have such obligations and responsibilities."

Aingail reached out his hand, and Cyran immediately understood what he meant and presented the ancient scroll with both hands.

He nodded slightly after a careful examination.

"Sure enough, as the book says, the ancient scroll is really extraordinary. It contains powerful power. Please keep it carefully. Masters, and those who follow the dragon race, please follow me to the courtyard. "

Aingail took them to the monastery of hosga. This time, they did not arrive at the position facing the rusty iron door last time, but at another position on the way up the mountain. There is a door leading to the top of the hochska peak. Unfortunately, it is now closed by the wind and snow, and the cold wind with strong frost elements howls outside the door.

Several people are standing on the steps outside the door. There is a high tower here. It is the training tower used by gray beard to feel the way of dragon roar. Now it is covered by wind and snow.

There is a burning stove under the tower. Even in such a cold environment, the charcoal fire inside is still strong. Just close to it, you can feel the whole body's warmth flowing.

"How warm! Standing here is like summer. I wish I could get one at home. I don't like the weather in the sky at all Tanya came close to the stove and baked her little red hands on the charcoal fire. Her little face was red with cold.

"I agree with that. I didn't like the gloomy weather in southheim, but I didn't expect that the cold winter in the province of skyline was even worse than that place!"

On one side, Cyrus is also close to the stove, baking her hands. Ella doesn't feel much. After all, she is a believer of Helsing now. With the blessing of werewolf blood and her rhodean blood, the cold is a small matter for her.

"Now, dragon descendant, please come here. It's our turn to teach you the last dragon roar. After that, we have nothing to teach you!"

"The road to the summit is blocked by frost, and after that, not only is there the highest peak of hochska peak, but also our teacher, patunax, you'll see it soon."

"It?"

Aingail nodded and walked slowly along the front steps as they approached the gate.

About ten meters away from there, Sailan felt a fierce cold wind, which made him unable to penetrate. Moreover, the frost elements mixed here were more severe than the ice storm he studied in the winter castle, which was just like the blizzard of legendary mages.

"Dragon, please don't go near it! It's dangerous there. Come here

Aingail stops Saran, and he heads for the tower that leads under the snowstorm passage.

"Do you see the cold wind? It's there. It's the only way to the truth and the snow tower. In order to protect its secret, ginales uses the cold wind to seal the way to there. If anyone can't break the cold wind, he can't reach the peak. Now what we want to give you is the Dragon roar, which is enough to dispel all bad weather. We call it "clear sky."

"Clear sky?"

Sailan suddenly remembered that when he went up the mountain for the first time, the frost in the pass of hosga peak almost froze him, and then the gray beards used their roars to disperse the snowstorm on the top of the mountain and pave the way for him.

"Spring, summer and autumn, these three seasons, represent the tenderness of ginales, and the harsh winter of the sky province is the anger of the goddess. This dragon roar was originally taught to us by the goddess, not the inherent strength of the giant dragons."

"The way of dragon roar, from the beginning with the help of the power of the goddess of wind, she can blow away the mountain snow, can make the sky become clear and bright, now start to accept it!"

With that, Engel made a low roar towards the floor on the steps.

"Rock!"

The first character falls on the top. Saran looks at the character and quickly catches the dragon's knowledge. He understands the meaning of spring.

"Tile

The second character, this is the meaning of summer. In the eyes of dragons, the wind in summer is the most gentle and suitable for flying.

"Kur!"

Autumn is ginales' favorite season. All crops will turn golden in this season. People's joy also represents the gift of the goddess.

"Well, Long Yi, remember them. Now please take the blessing and cry of ginales to the summit of the world! And we are here waiting for you. And if you see Mr. patunax, please say hello to him for us. "Aingail and the other three grey beards made a deep bow to Cyran and watched them head towards the top of the mountain.

When he got close to the gate, Sailan made a sudden noise in the direction of the gate.

"Locke wakul!"

Visible to the naked eye, a storm with air waves will blow away all the frost at the door. The strength of the counterattack will immediately shock Sailan to the ground.

The storm behind the gate began to disappear gradually, and the mountain passage slowly showed its original appearance. There were thick clouds in the mountains, just like the face of a beauty in gossamer.

"Hurry up! Clear sky time is limited, seize the time, young people, wish your future smooth

Ayngel reminded them that by this time, Cyran had stood up, shaking his stiff neck and looking at the clouds over the road ahead.

There were thick dark clouds, and the wind and snow fell from the gaps of the dark clouds. By this time, they had gradually dissipated.

The peak of khoska, which will never be sunny, ushers in its first warm sun at this moment. The sun, which was already to the west, threw its warm light on the peak of khoskar without reservation. With the dedication of the warm sun, the four of them went to the peak without stopping.

"May the wind guide you on your way!"

Behind them, the voices of the gray beards are long and melodious.

After a long time, he couldn't see the road behind him clearly, but Sailan stopped suddenly. He looked at the direction behind him, and then bowed deeply.

"Let the wind lead!"