Chapter 411 Climb to the Top and Advance!

Gretel didn't notice that his oak staff had quietly grown taller.

——In fact, he didn't even glance at the head of the stick. He lowered his head, hunched his waist, and climbed up hard. The mental shield is intertwined outside the body, protecting the owner, and he strives to push up:

step!

step!

One more step!

The chest is tight, the head is dizzy, and the vision is dark. Grete didn't dare to stop, pulled the water pipe, and took two big sips. A strange taste passed over the tip of his tongue, and he frowned unconsciously:

Ah, the taste of glucose + salt water, I really can’t get used to it no matter how many times I drink it. However, this is the only way to quickly replenish energy...

Then climb up!

The mental power is suppressed, and it surges upward, suppresses it again, and surges upward again...

Standing in the snow and looking up, with just one glance, you can see the dragon's nest on the steep slope, the distance seems to be within reach. The huge square rock wall is so open and flat that not even snowflakes can stay on it. If it hadn't been for the winding and upward stairs carved out above, Grete wouldn't have had the courage to continue climbing:

Rock climbing with bare hands is beyond his capabilities!

Even with the convenience of stairs, looking up at the huge rock on the snowy slope, there is still an instinctive trembling feeling, as if the huge rock will topple down at any time. Gretel only glanced at it and then lowered his head again:

After walking this zigzag path, before reaching the bottom of the rock, he had no need or ability to pay attention to whether the road above his head was easy to walk. Even if you have to use your hands and feet together, even if you have to climb rocks, this is something that will happen later. Let’s take the current path well first:

Lift your left leg and take a step forward, place your two poles on the ground, push your right leg off the ground, and shift your weight;

Bend your body forward and swing your right leg forward;

The trekking pole in the left hand and the oak pole in the right hand were dug into the ice and snow to confirm that the foundation below was safe and reliable;

Pushing off the ground with his left leg again, he shifted his weight again...

One turn, another turn, the movement became almost a mechanical process. Not only that, even the mana shield outside the body, mental power and magic power are also intertwined and gradually solidified. I don’t know how long I’ve been climbing. Suddenly, the white snow in front of me suddenly turned into gray-white and dark-black rocks.

Dragon's Nest Rock is here!

Grete stood under the huge rock and raised his head. The sky above the head is clear, and the pure blue with extremely high saturation makes people almost dizzy. The strong sunlight shone on the rock wall and reflected into his eyes. Even with the protection of sunglasses, he needed to squint from time to time. There is a flat line of silver on the top of the cliff, which is probably the snow accumulated on the top of the huge rock and does not melt all year round.

Gretel adjusted his clothes, put the hiking poles back into the space bag, and took off the snow jacket. He pulled the straw of the water bag and took a few sips of the supplement mixed with glucose and salt. He reached out and touched the [Endless Ink Pen] in his chest pocket to ensure that he could release the Feather Falling Technique at any time, breathe evenly, and take steps——

The stairs, which can only accommodate one person to climb, are narrow and steep, hanging lonely on the rock wall. The mountain wind howled, even covering up Bernard's breathing. Between heaven and earth, it seemed that he was the only one continuing this lonely climb.

With his face against the stone wall, he used his hands and feet to claw his way up the steps. Heavy pressure covered the whole body. Unknowingly, the mental power had become one with the magic power, and was forged by the dragon's power to become more and more solid.

Breathing, heartbeat, every muscle, every drop of surging blood, all the visible and invisible forces in the body were twisted into a rope under the heavy pressure. The oak stick hanging under the right wrist is covered with green light, growing roots on its own, desperately seeking strength from the surrounding nature:

Help!

Help!

We are one! Air, water, earth, sunshine, everything, help me!

"What a nice little guy." Ophelia smiled. She tilted her head and asked her niece softly:

"You said before that he was the priest of the God of Nature?"

"He said so himself." Serila stared at the light screen without blinking. Several times, Gretel's feet slipped and she barely managed to catch herself on the steps. She even held her breath:

"I think he looks like him too. He doesn't care about food or clothing. He only cares about treating people's illnesses. Is this what a priest of the God of Nature would do?"

"...Ha." Ophelia laughed softly. As an adult dragon, she has received more dragon inheritance, and she knows more things:

"Pastor of God? Haha. This child's belief is clearly in nature - you see, he has begun to draw strength from nature. Although he still has to use an oak staff as a medium, it is so smooth - he has resonated with nature to this point, ordinary people The dragon's power can no longer suppress him..."

In a broad sense, dragons are also a part of nature, and dragon power is also a part of nature. When you face a powerful beast, when you stand on a high mountain overlooking a cliff, or when your throat is choked by a sharp sword, you will naturally become terrified and stiff. The root of Longwei is this amplified fear.

However, Gretel has now entered a state similar to meditation, with a clear mind and a harmonious resonance between his spiritual power and nature. The dragon's power that was forcibly spread by the aura left by the silver dragon around his residence had no effect on him.

"Then... what should we do? Auntie, this road is very difficult to climb. Don't increase the pressure yet and wait for him to come up?"

"Of course. Behind him, there is a little guy——"

Thanks to Bernard, the silver dragon Ophelia did not increase the pressure, allowing Gretel to successfully climb to the platform at the entrance of the dragon's lair. As soon as he got on the platform, he fell face down on the ground, his whole body dripping with sweat:

too tired!

too tired!

Not to mention standing, sitting, kneeling, I can't lift a finger at all. It feels like the emergency department in my previous life, where three or four stations were opened in one night, and injuries from car accidents, stabbings, and falls from high heights were dealt with all night long. ...Give me a surgical gown and spread it on the floor, and I can fall asleep on the spot...

There was a scratching behind him, and the sound of footsteps rubbing against the rock wall and leather armor, boot soles, getting louder and louder every step. It was Bernard who climbed up too... Kudos to him for insisting on crawling behind me to prevent me from falling. I don’t know how he is doing with his pressure training. Has he succeeded in improving?

Gretel tried his best to roll aside to make room for him. Looking sideways and looking back, a large rough hand quickly climbed onto the platform, followed by messy hair, and then Bernard's big, red face. Shoulders, chest, entire upper body, one leg stepped onto the platform, and then, his eyes focused——

"Gretel!!!"

The barbarian roared. He took off the bone club from his shoulder, waved it vigorously, and rushed into the hole with a rumble.

Gretel:? ? ?

What's the meaning?

I'm here! Bernard, what do you see? Don't rush! Who seduced you? That guy definitely has bad intentions! return! return!

He shouted twice, but the barbarian ignored him and didn't even look back. Grete gritted his teeth, stood up from his knees with the oak staff, and walked in with difficulty——

Walk across the platform and into the cave. The first step from light to dark, I felt a sudden increase in pressure, like swimming upstream in a fast river. It took all the strength to inflate the chest and lungs, allowing oneself to take a breath, and the heart beat even more wildly:

It's fine!

It’s just Longwei!

The silver dragon won't hurt me, it just walks in front of her with the dragon's power, no problem!

come on!

Gretel muttered silently, leaning on the oak staff and moving forward silently. With every step, sweat poured down from his forehead, and wet footprints dripped all the way. It got darker and darker as he walked, and brighter and brighter as he walked further. There was a bright light in front of his eyes, and a giant dragon made of silver lay prone in the distance, looking up at him——

The pressure in front of him suddenly relaxed. Before Grete could even take a breath, he felt something that had been compressed to the extreme suddenly expand.

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