Under the leadership of Qieyun Aling, Brian and Helister came to the near cliff at the bottom of the cave.
At this moment, the earth suddenly rumbled, and countless sand and dust poured down the mountain like rain.
Brian signaled Herist not to act rashly and patiently observe the changes in front of him.
Soon, a majestic head as big as a house poked out of the sand, opened its amber eyes, and looked at the two of them patiently.
While the dragon turtle was looking at him, Brian was also observing the other party.
Dragon turtles are also dragon creatures with real dragon blood, and they are also the longest-lived species among dragon creatures.
Brian once saw a dragon turtle with a lifespan of up to ten thousand years in the Sea of ​​Falling Stars. His strength has reached a high-level legend, and his size is comparable to a large floating city in the period of Naserel.
From the dark yellow scale texture of the terrestrial dragon turtle in front of him, it can be seen that his life span is at least about 5,000 years old.
In other words, he not only witnessed the golden age of the Naserel Empire, but also witnessed the destruction of the empire with his own eyes.
The land-born dragon turtle Ogruel was trapped here for more than ten centuries. He was once the captive and subject of a cruel arcane.
After being bound by magical chains, he lost his freedom forever. When the Neseril Empire perished, he was left here to wait for death.
It was a group of Qi Yun Aling who discovered this land-born dragon turtle and brought him food and water little by little to keep him alive.
Over time, Cyyunaring and Ogruel formed a symbiotic relationship, he protected them, provided them with a home, and they helped him survive.
"Grandpa Turtle, this big brother said he can help get out of trouble, so I brought them here. You won't be angry, are you?" Qin Yun Aling said to the dragon turtle who poked his head out of the sand layer.
Brian noticed that when Qie Yun Aling said the words to help him escape, a hint of excitement first appeared in his bright eyes, and then turned into vigilance and suspicion.
"Yes, I'm here to help you get out of trouble." He took the initiative to move forward two steps and said truthfully.
In fact, in this case, as long as the dragon turtle has a slight malicious intention and opens its mouth and squirts a dragon breath, he may die on the spot.
But Brian was not afraid. Based on the lifespan of the dragon turtle, it can be calculated that his strength is at most at the peak of the early legend, and he is still bound by magic.
In this state, it is considered good to be able to exert half of his strength.
The old dragon turtle first let the innocent and innocent Qi Yun Aling leave, and then said to Brian:
"Young man, how did you learn that I was trapped here."
His voice was as old as an eighty-year-old man who had been lying on a hospital bed for a long time, and the vigilance in his bright amber pupils did not relax at all.
Herist stood quietly beside Brian, his beautiful eyes flowing from time to time between him and the dragon turtle, with a hint of vigilance.
"I learned it by accident." Brian said to the Dragon Turtle in words that he had already thought of:
"I am a spellcaster who loves to study history, especially the history of the Arcane Empire. When I accidentally read information about Neseril, I learned about the great archangel Opus and one of his golems. So when I followed this clue, I unexpectedly discovered that the dragon turtle, which was once captured by the evil great archangel Abujin, still survived to this day."
When the old dragon turtle heard Brian mention the evil great arcane Abujin, the doubt in his eyes disappeared and he also fell into silence.
As silence came, the cold wind roared throughout the desert. Gradually, the howling of the strong wind quickly turned into a sad cry, as if it came from a tortured soul.
"Have you heard these sad crying, young man?" The old dragon turtle sighed deeply, and said to Brian in an old and tired voice:
"These are all ominous winds, all from the resentful souls of the arcanes who died in the Naserel period, who suffered eternal punishment for defiance of the gods and destruction of this land."
After listening to the old dragon turtle's judgment on the Arcane Empire, Brian remained silent.
Herist looked at his angular but soft face for a moment, as if he had remembered something, so he leaned quietly towards him without saying anything.
"I know that most of your human group are guys who wake up early without profit." Seeing that both of them were silent, the old dragon turtle continued, "Young man, tell me what conditions you need to agree to before you can help me restore my freedom."
"I need you to serve me for a thousand years." Brian said what he thought.
Hearing the conditions he proposed, the old dragon turtle was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Young man, you have to think about it. It is for you to serve you for thousands of years, not others. Does this mean that as long as you die, I will be free."
"If you want to think so, I have no objection."
Brian showed an indifferent expression, his eyes flashed slightly, and said, "Of course, if you think a thousand years is too long, you can also change this deadline until I die."
"Boy, I won't be fooled by you." The old dragon turtle was about to agree, but suddenly realized something, turned his head and hummed:
"I can still wait for a thousand years. At least I still have a hope to know how long it will take for me to restore freedom. If you, a bad boy, suddenly become a lich like Laroc and Owo, and let me hide with you in the deserted tomb, it would be a torture to me."
"I can serve you for thousands of years without compensation, but I also have a condition."
He looked at Brian, "The premise of serving you is that I will not do anything that goes against my moral bottom line. Do you understand what I mean, young man?"
"From the attitude of Qiyun Aling to you, you are not like an evil person." He added: "So, this condition is equivalent to nothing for you."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No problem, I agree to this condition." Brian pondered for a moment and nodded.
Most of the Dragon Turtle's camps are absolutely neutral, which means that as long as they are not allowed to do evil things, they will basically not touch their bottom line.
As Lao Long Turtle said, there is indeed no problem with this condition for him.
Moreover, his purpose of recruiting the dragon turtle was mainly to fall in love with his long life span and knowledge.
In his impression, the old dragon turtle was eventually discovered by an adventure team and rescued by the public lord of Deep Water City, Laila Silverman, and became a wise old housekeeper under her command.
Judging from his plan for his future, what he lacks is the housekeeper-type talent with a long life, rich knowledge and patience.
Obviously, the old dragon turtle in front of him meets his standards very well.
"Then let's just say that." The old dragon turtle was obviously relieved, and he continued:
"Since you found this place based on the books left by the great arcane Opus, I guess it was for the golem of the memory that had lost its memory. 300 years ago, it was chased by a blue dragon lich. When it happened to pass by, it rescued it and was hidden in a cave on my back. When you rescue me, I will take you to find it."
"Of course there is no problem." Brian nodded slightly, "Tell me where the magic lock that bound you is, I'll untie it for you now."
"Young man, now is not the time to speak loudly." Old Longgui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said to him:
"You can see that your female companion is not strong, but I did not feel the strong arcane fluctuations in her, but instead noticed a terrifying psychic energy. You should know that the one who set this ban was a great arcane, and it was not possible to solve it by throwing out a magic or cutting it with a single knife."
"So, if you really want to save me, it's better to find a legendary caster." He thought for a while and added.
"Why do we two make a bet?" Brian said indifferently:
"If I could save you without looking for help, the term of service for me would go from one thousand years to two thousand years. Of course, if I couldn't save it, I would not only find helpers to help you get out of trouble, but also directly return you freedom. What do you think of this bet? Do you want to give it a try?"
“Not very good.”
Chapter completed!