Chapter 027 Bronze Dragon Orosam
"Bronze Oath!"
"Death Swamp!"
"Mountain of Bronze!"
"Orcs?"
Gawain was somewhat disappointed. He understood that what he was about to join was a wizarding organization, not a wizarding academy. The academy could be about cultivating relationships, but the organization must be about the exchange of interests.
But this is good, there is less intrigue.
He felt a little more cautious, leaned forward and said:
"It's my pleasure."
"So, do you mind if I come into the room and assess the damage?"
"please!"
Rhett stepped into the room, looking around with his eyes, and said: "The white bread tree is in good condition, two loaves are consumed, the honey peach tree is in good condition, two honey peaches are consumed, the rune lamp is intact, and the furniture is not damaged, very good, it seems that you No compensation is required for damage.”
As he spoke, Rhett opened the lampshade and took away the rune stone: "Mr. Gawain, it's time to pack your bags and follow me to the Mountain of Bronze."
"As you wish."
Gawain breathed a sigh of relief and followed Rhett down the lighthouse. He discovered that there were two more dwarf horses under the lighthouse, but they looked a bit weird. There was a pair of wings folded together on both sides of the horse's back, which looked like enlarged bat wings.
Gawain was surprised: "Is this... biological modification?"
"right!"
Rhett turned over and rode on a short horse, motioning Gawain to ride the other one, and explained casually: "These two are bat-winged horses that were transformed into low-level demonic creatures. They don't fly high and have almost no combat effectiveness. Fortunately, He has a docile temperament and is good as a mount.”
Gawain asked Rhett to get on the horse and let the skeleton stand on the horse. Then he stretched out his arm and a black shadow flew from the lighthouse and landed firmly on Gawain's shoulder.
It was Crow Seven.
Rhett looked at the crow in surprise and reminded: "The Bronze Oath also contains knowledge about biomodification. If you are interested, you can redeem it later."
"Thank you, I'll remember it."
Then the two bat-winged horses opened their huge bat wings and flapped slowly into the air. Under Rhett's guidance, they flew out of the fog for a while and began to walk between the stone pillars. Rhett in front took the opportunity to introduce stand up:
"That was the foggy circle just now. People who don't have tokens can only wander in it. Even if they die, they won't be able to get in. Below is the death swamp. It looks calm, but there are many demonic creatures living in it."
"There are the most common mire monsters, crypt spiders, and blood-sucking vines."
"There are also terrifying giant crocodiles in the mire, and many strange modified creatures. There are only a few paths that can be passed. Three years ago, believers of the God of Hunting came to attack, but they suffered heavy losses just outside the mire. "
Gawain silently noted it down and took the opportunity to ask:
"Can you tell me about...the Bronze Oath?"
"sure."
The half-orc Rhett was very talkative and gushed: "[The Bronze Oath] is a self-help gathering organization for wizards. It welcomes and protects everyone who comes. Its founder is the noble bronze dragon Orosam, who is also today's President.”
"Three hundred years ago, when the 'witch hunt' was in full swing."
"It was the president who created the Bronze Oath, which protected homeless wizards and apprentices one after another, allowing them to have a place of refuge without being hunted or expelled."
"After three hundred years of evolution, today's Bronze Oath has become more and more perfect. It is divided into core members, internal members and peripheral members. When you enter the Bronze Mountain and make a simple registration, you will automatically become a peripheral member. If you want to become Internal members need to sign a contract.”
"As for the core members, they are the managers of the Bronze Oath, and only formal wizards can serve."
"Bronze dragon?"
Gawain opened his mouth and confirmed: "You mean... the president of the Bronze Oath is a metal dragon?"
"Yes!"
Rhett nodded seriously and said with a look of reverence: "The president is not only a bronze dragon, he also lights up the light of wisdom. He is a middle-level wizard above the third ring. He has powerful spell-casting abilities. He also has many Titles like 'Wizard Protector', 'Dragon of Wisdom', 'Loremaster'..."
Gao Wen looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
He never thought that the leader of the organization he was about to join was not a human being, but a bronze dragon among metal dragons. He had a strange feeling.
It's like a sheep who, after going through so much hardship, joins a pack of wolves.
"this......"
Gawain's throat rolled, and he suppressed the shock in his heart. He understood that this was not the era when the gods were dead, after the wizard civil war, when human wizards were the only ones.
It is an era when wizards from hundreds of tribes are united to defeat the gods together!
Through the introduction of the half-orc Rhett, Gawain also had a general understanding of the [Bronze Oath], and felt a little relieved, knowing that the gods and the church are the common enemies of wizards now, and there is no need to worry about persecution among wizards for the time being.
Two quarters of an hour later, a protruding mountain peak appeared in front of us. This mountain peak was thick and majestic, connected to the top and the ground below, like a giant bronze ax thrown into the swamp of death.
The bronze oath seems to be in the heart of the mountain.
Two bat-winged horses slowly landed on a platform halfway up the mountain. Rhett turned over and jumped off the horse. He gave an elegant gentlemanly salute to Gawain and grinned:
"Welcome to Qingtong Mountain."
Then, under the guidance of Rigg, Gawain entered the heart of the mountain and saw wizard apprentices coming and going, including orcs with dog heads, short gray dwarves, dark elves with pointed ears, and There are some weird races.
Of course, there are also a few wizards who look like humans.
Half a day later, Rhett said goodbye and left. Gawain also completed the registration and successfully became an outer member of the [Bronze Oath]. He got a rune stone carving representing his identity and settled down in a small stone house halfway up the mountain.
As for the mountain belly, it is the activity place for internal members.
External members can stay, but they do not have the right to live there. Further down the mountain belly is the laboratory or residence of the wizards, which ordinary apprentices cannot enter.
"Quack~~"
The next day, Gawain was awakened by the hungry Crow No. 7. He snapped his fingers and a soft white light illuminated the dark stone room.
Stone bed.
Stone bench.
Stone cabinet.
Strong musty smell, cold and damp, small space, and even no windows.
"It's too simple!"
Gawain sighed. This is the Bronze Mountain. Although the room is simple, it is free. If he goes outside to open a residence, safety cannot be guaranteed.
Moreover, he will not stay here for too long.
Because there is only more than a month left before the fall of the mysterious god, the entire Pandora world will be invaded by the mysterious curse, and all Pandora creatures who come into contact with the mysterious will will encounter a forced will judgment.
Those who fail will be transformed into strange monsters.
The most dangerous place is undoubtedly the gathering place of wizards. At that time, many wizards will not be able to withstand the curse and start to go crazy, not only causing huge damage, but also slaughtering many relatively weak wizard apprentices.
Finally disappeared in the gray fog.
If the bronze dragon Orosam, a middle-level wizard, guards the Bronze Mountain, relying on the opponent's powerful strength, he may be able to suppress it by force, but Gawain inquired yesterday that Orosam is far away in the star realm, and the person in charge of the Bronze Mountain now is Orosam's disciple, the three-ring wizard Korot, who is also the vice president.
The other party is a troll with a bad temper.
Gawain felt that Korot might not be able to withstand the mysterious curse, and it would be a terrible disaster for the entire Bronze Mountain.
Gawain could not stop this disaster.
The only thing he could do was to protect himself and get [Firm Will] before the incident, and then stay away from it.
Of course.
If possible, he also wanted to receive some of the legacy of the Bronze Mountain.