Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1062 - 758 Mist Avatar

The sky was a deep fire red, with the shadows of the forest cloaking the earth, and Roger was certain it was the sun’s last rays that altered the shape of the distant peaks enough to reveal their true form.

One could imagine how colossal this Giant Dragon was when it had life, with its hard scales, sharp claws, and wings that could blot out the sun.

But now the vitality had faded, and its entire body had fused with the mountain, its lead-gray armor losing its former sheen, almost indistinguishable in color from the surrounding rocks.

Moreover, the Giant Dragon’s body was incomplete, covered with large and small gaps, seemingly not battle scars, but resulting from internal disintegration.

Yet, even with the vitality faded, Roger could still discern a trace of its living grace; it was a true Fifth Tier Transcendent.

Stronger than any he had seen before.

"Only during this time can we enter."

Kenneth did not answer Roger’s question but led a few of them to the foot of the mountain, where a dragon-shaped imprint appeared on his forehead, and the Giant Dragon’s wings spread out to the sides, its tail drooping, waiting for everyone to stand before slowly retracting.

Just as the last strand of sunset disappeared on the horizon, the broad wings slowly closed, seemingly sealing off the entire world.

A gentle light illuminated the surroundings, and they found themselves in a spacious cave, devoid of luxurious adornments, maintaining an ancient and primitive style.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve had a similar experience."

A voice sounded from the far end of the hall, coming from an elderly, gentle and unassuming man in traditional attire at the head of a long rectangular table.

"I never expected to see a kindred here."

There was no fluctuation of power from the elderly man, but with just a glance, Roger could understand the implication of his words.

Only the Fifth Tier could be considered his kindred.

He gently tapped his cane, and soon beautifully dressed maidservants and attendants emerged from both sides, carrying sumptuous food and fine wine, even the placement of food seemed meticulously calculated.

The angles and distances were just right, allowing every guest to enjoy the meal without feeling too constrained.

Roger glanced around in mild surprise and soon noticed something unusual about the attendants.

These attendants were all corpses.

So that means...

He looked at the elder seated at the prime seat, realizing that his body might be just like his own.

Chloe sat down after performing a traditional noble salute, from start to finish, this felt like a banquet in a noble’s estate.

Aside from the peculiar location, both the etiquette and the finesse of the food could rival royalty.

From the continent’s history to various countries’ customs, the exchange was humorous yet not tedious, and Chloe finished the dinner with a sense of restraint and trepidation.

This kind of meeting was somewhat different from what Roger had imagined, perhaps it was the tradition of the Silver Dragon Clan.

The formal meeting would likely be after the dinner concluded.

Time passed swiftly, and just after finishing the second round of dessert, dinner officially concluded, and attendants led Chloe and others to their rooms.

Roger, on the other hand, went directly with Kenneth to the top study.

That should be where the Giant Dragon’s head was located.

With a slight bow, Kenneth closed the door and quietly withdrew.

The upcoming conversation was no longer within his capacity to attend.

"I hope you won’t find it odd."

Emil smiled, "It’s our tradition, to face friends with a banquet as an opening."

"Now it’s time for a formal introduction, I am from the ancient Silver Dragon Clan, belonging to the Supreme Dragon Court!"

"As one of the Pioneers."

Roger was moved, hearing the name implied that even within the Supreme Dragon Court, there were distinctions in identity and duties.

"I am Roger, from a low-energy world."

The so-called low-energy world refers to those where it is impossible to naturally produce Fifth Tier beings, where the rules are relatively incomplete.

Promotional channels are much more difficult compared to high-energy worlds.

"Quite impressive," Emil remarked.

His current appearance was of a man in his sixties, with slightly graying hair neatly combed back.

The slightly loose noble attire in purple exuded a sense of dignity.

"Strong ones who emerge from low-energy worlds sometimes achieve feats that even we envy."

"Allow me to ask a presumptuous question."

Emil smiled, showing his goodwill.

"Mr. Roger, how many elements of construction have you completed?"

Core construction... to be honest, Emil’s question stumped Roger.

According to traditional advancement, he should have just entered the Fifth Tier, yet in reality, aside from the Power of Flames obtained from Jora,

the Shadow Gate and Lantern formed in the little cabin were indisputable rule forces, only Roger’s core construction was somewhat strange, it wasn’t just a matter of elements.

And the most fundamental Sword Seal, although it seemed incomparable to the newly acquired powers, Roger always believed those might be his foundation. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Haha, you don’t have to tell, I can guess," Emil spoke again before Roger could respond.

"At least Tri-element, right?"

"A very subtle fluctuation, that’s just what I can sense, but in reality... it might be stronger."

Roger just smiled, understanding by now the judging standards for core construction after the Fifth Tier.

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