"Is that so?"
Caesar responded, and the end of his tail folded into a rhombus tail. He swung his tail and whipped it directly at the ancient orc statue.
"Bang!"
The sound of the collision was not ear-piercing. Instead, it was a little dull. The Black Dragon's tail did not destroy the statue, nor was it affected by the expected reaction force.
The statue was still intact.
Of course, this was not normal. Not to mention how an ordinary stone statue could withstand the whipping of a fierce dragon like Caesar, just the fact that it had stood for a thousand years and was still shiny was enough to make people suspicious.
Looking around, the other things in the ruins had already been weathered into dust. Even the well-preserved buildings were as fragile as paper. However, this stone statue was as tough as new.
"There seems to be magic spreading."
Luna flapped her wings and circled around the Black Dragon's head. She was a little uncertain. She asked tentatively, "Caesar, can you … try again?"
So the Black Dragon swung his tail at the statue again. During this time, he noticed that his orc kin did not look so good. Her green face was slightly red.
This was normal and reasonable. If it were Caesar, he would have been furious if he found out that other creatures were destroying his statue. The Stone Crow Clan had been very patient, and they were loyal to Caesar wholeheartedly.
Luna opened her eyes wide and stared at the statue that was as big as a mountain to her.
Just like before, when Caesar's tail swept the statue, he did not feel any obvious collision. It was as if the power was absorbed and dissolved.
This feeling was a little similar to the Elemental Barrier that the mages used before. However, the feedback from the statue was much gentler than the Elemental Barrier.
"As expected."
Luna exclaimed, "Caesar, this statue is … a hidden magic item!"
Caesar's eyes flashed. The greed that originated from the dragon nature surged in his heart. After hearing the little one say that this was a magic item, the Black Dragon immediately coveted it.
However, it was obvious that this was a related item.
According to Sve's guidance, after the 'immortal statue', there was still the 'burning flame' and the 'hidden door'. In order to find what the old wizard had prepared for him, Black Dragon could not afford to hesitate.
Suppressing the rising greed, the Black Dragon flapped its wings and flew into the sky, opening its mouth wide above the sculpture.
The Orcs and Gnolls quickly retreated.
In the next moment, roaring flames surged out and completely engulfed the area, igniting everything that could be burned. Flames rose and black smoke filled the air.
Ten seconds later, the lifelike sculpture began to melt.
Caesar was quite self-aware. He knew that to melt such a huge granite statue, he would need at least thousands of degrees of heat. Not to mention ten seconds, even if he was given a day, he wouldn't be able to do it. His current spitting weapon didn't have that kind of power.
The sculpture melted on its own after being exposed to a large area of heat.
It didn't look like it was made of stone, but more like a wax figure. In the flames, it turned into hot stone liquid, dripping down sticky and being absorbed by the ground.
The light of magic began to really shine. Under Caesar's gaze, the engraved runes appeared on the ground where the sculpture stood. When the stone statue completely melted and disappeared in the flames, a rusty iron door appeared.
Behind the stone statue, there was a hidden door. The iron door faced the dome and lay horizontally on the ground.
The Black Dragon folded its wings and slowly descended.
The door was wider than expected, enough to accommodate a dragon bigger than Caesar. The Black Dragon gently knocked on the iron door a few times. The iron still had the residual heat of the flames, and there was a hollow echo from inside.
Under the iron door was empty, not filled with dirt.
Caesar couldn't help but imagine what a iron door that was carefully hidden by the Orcs meant.
Perhaps thousands of years ago, when the lord of the fortress of the Orc Empire was preparing to leave, he decided to hide his wealth and disguise it. He might even have drawn a map for his descendants.
Unfortunately, in the long years, the treasure map passed through several hands and finally fell into the hands of the lucky Black Dragon …
Enough!
This isn't the Count of Monte Cristo!
Moreover, if it was really a treasure, the old wizard would have led the Orcs to excavate it when the Stone Crow clan didn't even have food to eat.
"The hidden door connects to the world."
Caesar carefully examined the iron door under his feet. Sve's comments ended here. The Black Dragon wasn't sure what this so-called "world" was, and whether it was dangerous.
Bottomless Abyss?
Baator Hell?
It shouldn't be. No matter how intelligent and powerful the old wizard was, he shouldn't be able to come into contact with things of that level due to the limitations of his power as a great wizard.
Moreover, Caesar was leading the Orcs of the Stone Crow clan. If there was really great danger, Sve would never let them go or even guide them there.
Thinking about it, the Black Dragon gently pushed the door.
It was effortless, and he didn't think of any sacrificial ceremony. The iron door suddenly opened in the hoarse sound of metal rubbing against each other. The fine wind immediately blew on Caesar's body. It was dark below, and the smell of decay filled the Black Dragon's nostrils.
There was movement of air. It seemed that there was more than one exit.
"Caesar, the magic power is dissipating."
Luna blinked her eyes. "That magical item was destroyed and disappeared."
The Black Dragon felt a little sad, but this feeling only flashed in his heart. He didn't know the specific purpose of that magical item, so he naturally didn't care too much about it.
The darkness was not a problem for them. Caesar took the lead and went into the huge hole.
In the dark vision of the Black Dragon, the passage was wider than the hole, and it was enough for him to turn around.
The two walls and the ground were directly cut and polished from limestone. Although the texture of the stone was rough, the smoothness was surprisingly high. It seemed that the person who cut this place had put in a lot of effort.
There were even relief carvings on the walls, but most of them were crudely carved, and the images were ugly. It seemed that the passage was also made by the Orcs.
— — The humans, dwarves, and elves wouldn't allow such crude skills.
The passage was getting lower and lower. With the speed of Black Dragon's footsteps, he still couldn't see the end after walking for nearly ten minutes. At first, he was cautious, guarding against the traps that might appear in the passage. Later, he found that it was a complete waste of time. The simple-minded Orcs would never think of doing such a thing.
"According to this situation, I'm afraid that we'll have to go to the center of the earth. Is Airadia round?
Come out from the other end? "
The Black Dragon, who came from the new world, was whimsical. The passage was steep, and they kept going downhill. However, the air was still abundant, and the Gnolls and Orcs didn't seem to feel any discomfort.