The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 910 - 55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes? _3
Chapter 910 -55: Who is the Mastermind Behind the Scenes? _3
However, fortunately, their task was not to completely annihilate these Flying Dragons, but to be responsible for the peripheral containment and lure.
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At this very moment, the five elite squads tasked with the magnificent feat of dragon slaying and destroying [Rhein Gold] had already taken advantage of the chaos to infiltrate into the belly of Lonely Mountain.
Everything now depended on them!
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At the same time, in the dark and narrow belly of Lonely Mountain, the squads also faced a wave of attacks after their rapid advance.
To their surprise, they were attacked not only by Dragonkin but also by a large number of humanoid monsters with green skin, tall and burly bodies, and protruding fangs.
Stranger still, these monsters seemed to reproduce through spores. When their hair and skin flakes fell on the soil, as long as the surrounding environment was rich in Magic Elements, those “Seeds” would begin to grow things resembling mushrooms. Underneath those mushrooms (underground), eggs would be born, and inside each egg was a new monster.
As the den of Giant Dragons and the intersection of several major ore veins, the richness of Magic Elements here was beyond doubt.
Thus, the deeper they went into the belly of the mountain, the more the cave sides were covered with a smooth, sticky liquid, and quivering monster embryos that were maturing.
“What is this stuff? It’s disgusting!”
Xili, who was leading the way, slashed through the green-skinned monsters rushing towards them, sliced open the embryos, and dodged the green sticky fluid spraying around, with a look of disgust on her face.
“[Ork], that’s what the Warlock Brotherhood calls them. They probably originated from the souls of the departed who still harbored resentment and obsession, unwilling to enter the Netherworld, lingering forcibly in the present world, and eventually born as half-man, half-beast monsters infused by dark forces from deep within the earth…”
Following behind, Gandalf clicked his pipe, looked pitifully at the green-skinned monsters killed along the way, and then added,
“There’s another kind of departed soul, they do not possess a physical form, they gallop across the battlefield, reveling in war and slaughter, rarely found underground, mostly appearing above ground, we call them [Wild Hunt].”
“Could [Nibelungen] possibly be referring to them?” Celebrian asked, frowning.
According to Nordic legend, if a dead soul could not enter Helheim in the Netherworld, it would wander within the borders of Niflheim in Mist Country, and Nibelungen is also a term referring to the residents and other inhabitants of Niflheim.
Thus, Celebrian instinctively combined the two.
“Possibly!” Gandalf nodded, giving an approving look to the heart-melting Elf Princess, “Our Warlock Brotherhood also believes that this Dragon Disaster that has swept through Dwarf Country is not simple, so they wanted me to investigate the real reasons.”
“Could it be, there’s trouble from the Netherworld side?”
Xili, surprised, Celebrian, Rose, Gandalf, and even Belldandy didn’t explicitly say anything, but the exchange of looks between them had already confirmed a unanimous conclusion in their hearts.
The Black Dragon King Nidhogg who rules the Dragonkin; the Ork Orcs bred from the departed souls of Mist Country; the revenge emerging from deep within the earth…
All of this pointed towards Death Goddess Hela who dwells alone in Helheim.
If it really was her stirring up trouble, then the severity of this Dragon Disaster could be extraordinary.
Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement, instinctively becoming even more cautious and advancing with great prudence.
However, Luo En, who was at the back of the group, remained silent throughout, merely observing each of the green-skinned orcs on the ground, lost in thought.
This place seemed less like a dragon’s treasure trove and more like a man-made armory.
What exactly, do you want to do?
Luo En looked up at the sky, only to find everything blocked by the pitch-black rock walls.
