Amber Sword-Chapter 856 - 160: Shadow of the Dragon

"It's a monster." Ben corrected, turning his head: "Qian."

Qian also reacted at this moment, her face still adorably flushed: "I understand, Lord—wait!" The young girl suddenly exclaimed: "I left my spear outside!"

She looked up and saw Ben already climbing up through the tree hole.

At this moment, Ben thought that Mephisto and Veronica should still be on that open space, but these two guys wouldn't have been taken out by that strike, would they? Although it's not impossible, it's a bit unbelievable for historical figures to perish right in front of him.

Even though he originally came to change history.

But this was too bizarre.

He crawled out of the tree hole and first saw Qian's Thunder Gun lying not far away. However, Ben's expression changed immediately upon seeing the scene outside, and he quickly retracted his head back into the tree hole—

Qian saw her lord's strange expression, cold sweat all over his forehead.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Ben hurriedly placed his finger on his lips, signaling her to stay silent.

"What is that?" he couldn't help but urgently ask Otarais in his mind.

"Even if you ask me like that, I don't know, little one," Otarais also gasped. Although the monsters in the Black Forest are strange and varied, the thing outside was beyond belief: "It looks like a..."

She thought for a moment before finding a reliable word: "A Fifteen-headed Snake Lizard."

But Ben waited for quite some time to make sure that thing did not notice him before carefully sticking his head out to cautiously observe the other party. If the first glance was merely shocking, the second confirmation that this thing was not an illusion aroused a deep sense of insignificance from the deepest part of his heart, making him feel his limbs were slightly weak.

He looked up at the enormous entity that spanned the heavens and earth, standing on the earth—

Above the forest.

Above layers of clouds and mist.

Behind the layers of clouds, fifteen gigantic white dragon heads formed from clouds slowly scanned the surroundings, standing over the forest. The dark green, layered tree canopies looked like a carpet at its feet, and this giant beast was more like a white mountain.

A mountain formed by clouds.

Ben couldn't help but recall the thick cumulus clouds he had seen in the sky during summer in the past, and this entity was somewhat akin to those ever-changing clouds.

In the forest, it occupied half of the sky.

Ben felt even breathing became difficult as he looked at this giant beast. Should such a thing really appear in this mission? It looked like a creature of the perfect body level.

Mythical creature.

"Ben." Otarais' voice echoed from his heart.

"Hmm?"

"This thing... seems to be the Holy Multi-Headed Dragon... an Ancestral Divine Beast..."

"Aren't Ancestral Divine Beasts supposed to be tangible creatures?" Ben felt his mouth going dry.

"Perhaps... it's a projection." Otarais couldn't even be certain, as creatures like the Leviathan Sea Beast, the tail-biting snake Ymir, and the Holy Multi-Headed Dragon Hydra were legends even centuries earlier.

Even a projection could be deadly, Ben thought.

"Wait, Ben." The Female Knight suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

"The forest... it seems to be getting foggy."

"Getting foggy?" Ben was stunned. He looked around to find mist indeed rising slowly in the forest—Ben initially thought it was snow fog, but moments later, he noticed the wind had stopped, and the snow had stopped too.

There was just a strange silence between the trees.

There was no mention in mythology that 'Ancestral Divine Beasts' could control fog—

Ben instinctively looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly, immediately seeing the massive cloud wall in the sky slowly advancing, and where it passed, the dark mountains and forests between heaven and earth were lit with flashes of lightning.

In the darkness, those columns of light representing civilization and order flickered and then extinguished one by one.

Like candles being blown out in a storm—

"The Cloud Wall is starting to close again!" Ben felt a twitch in his eyelid.

At the same moment.

Caglis sat under the Holy White Stone next to Medya, gripping the Female Priest's hand, staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the terrifying scene, as several dozen beams of light in the Southern sky extinguished one after another—

One after another, first flickering, then abruptly vanishing.

The disappearance of each light beam not only represented the fading of life but also felt like a hope being annihilated in the dark.

No one spoke.

Antitina sat by the bonfire on the other side, looking up at the sky, her dark eyes reflecting the diminishing light as the air grew bone-chilling. She hugged her knees as if only this could bring her some warmth.

The Lord wasn't here, Qian was taken away, and this sudden change in the sky made Antitina extremely uneasy. Yet, she couldn't show this unease, only the tight grip of her pale and delicate fingers on the dress on her knees revealed her true state of mind.

Furlo sat beside her, as quiet as ever, providing a slight sense of reassurance to the noble lady.

She took a breath and looked to the other side.

Veronica left some people to watch over them when she left. There were about a hundred people in the Cruz envoy, and while it's not impossible for Queniel's Tree Elves and the remaining Centaur Elder Guards to resist, Antitina did not agree to do so.

Anyway, they had to wait here for Ben to return.

Antitina looked at the leader of the Cruz people—a Countess—who was in fact only slightly older than her, yet stunningly beautiful enough to invoke jealousy.

Her face seemed to blend the smoothness and perfection of classical goddess statues—she stood there quietly, neatly wearing a thick black and purple wool coat, her violet, lilac-colored long hair draping over her shoulders, exuding a mysterious and elegant aura.

Yet, Antitina found some similarities with herself in the other woman, the same calmness and rationality, though her slightly furrowed eyebrows reflected her true thoughts.

"She's worried," Antitina couldn't help but momentarily lose focus, looking up to the sky: "What is she worried about, or does this peculiar omen foretell something?"

But Delphine did not notice Antitina's gaze; she just murmured, looking at the thickening mist outside the Holy White Stone: "The light has gone out, is this the Magic Tide... Elman, where are you..."

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