Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 111 The Lord of the Lost Land
As soon as the Queen sister entered the bedroom, she took off her solemn palace dress, and her figure that was a disaster to the country and the people was immediately revealed, which made Cohen's heart skip a beat.

Then she reached out and slowly unbuttoned her chest, revealing her fair and delicate skin.

Cohen was so dazzled that he couldn't take his eyes off it, and his mind began to wander uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, the Queen stopped solving the puzzle halfway, which made Cohen feel a little regretful.

She tied up her long hair, put her hands behind her back, and unbuttoned her white neck.

Then she pulled out a dark blue pendant from the abundant and majestic objects. It looked similar to the "Heart of Eternity" that she had given to Cohen.

Adair signaled Cohen to come over and fastened the pendant, which was still scented with fragrance and warmth, onto the "Heart of Eternity" that she had given him earlier.

Cohen's eyes couldn't help but dart into the messy clothes on the queen's chest.

Feeling the strange gaze of the Queen sister, he instantly looked at his nose and then at his mouth.

Adele buttoned up her clothes again, hiding her seductive beauty. A cold voice slowly rang in Cohen's ears:

"Previously, the 'Heart of Eternity' only had a defensive function, but this additional pendant has added a conversion attack array.

The absorbed attacks can be stored for use in counterattacks.

But there is a limit on the number of times, about three times.

I recently learned this magic circle from the magic circle notebook you brought back.

You are going on a long journey, so I'll give this to you for self-defense."

Cohen was stunned by Adair's words, and all the romantic thoughts in his mind were swept away.

Why does this so-called conversion attack formation sound so familiar?

Yes!

A flash of lightning flashed through Cohen's mind!
The barrier used in the ancient tomb beneath the ruins of the Arcane Empire Research Institute is based on this principle!
Cohen was stunned. He was deeply shocked by the Queen's unparalleled talent in magic.

If they were not very close friends, no one would know that Yadel's talent in magic arrays had reached this level.

Her talent for cultivation is indeed terrifying, but her talent in magic array is even more incredible.

With just a notebook, in just a few days, he could replicate a protective array that was exactly the same as the one in the ancient elf cemetery!
It’s hard to believe how far the Queen would go if she were to receive systematic magic array inheritance and training!
"Cobalt Soul Academy"!
Cohen's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he was determined to find a chance to visit the Cobalt Soul Academy.

It contains a vast ocean of magic array inheritance, ancient documents, precious manuscripts, and a variety of civilization inheritances. It is like a melting pot of knowledge.

It’s urgent to get the Queen sister an admission invitation letter to “Cobalt Soul Academy”!
……

In a hidden valley, a messenger owl flew into the ancient castle academy. Dunprado unfolded the letter, read its contents, and raised his eyebrows slightly. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to deepen at this moment.

The letter came from Professor Galileo Galilei, the director of the Northwest Continent branch of the Cobalt Soul Academy.

The content of the letter was actually a request for help, and the reason for the request made Dunprado feel both amused and confused.

The little fellow who could perform the "Summoning God" ritual that he had previously drawn Galileo's attention to had disappeared!
At that time, the "Lord of Shadows" revealed the secret position of [Dragon Seal·Weapon Master] in Florence, and also held a "Summoning God" ceremony.

In the end, he even stole the dragon egg of Mammon, the lord of the third level of hell, and triggered the war of the six saints.

What happened to this mysterious young man aroused Dunprado's interest.

His instructions to Galileo were to have the Northwest Continental Branch first investigate this person's background and style, and then send an invitation letter if he was suitable.

As a result, half a year passed, and Galileo didn't even find any trace of the "Lord of Shadows".

Since the end of the Battle of Emerald Lake, this person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and no trace of him could be found.

The letter also said that this was related to the endless stream of followers who emerged on the continent after the "Lord of Shadows" became famous.

Now many people are imitating the dress and style of the "Shadow Lord", which has brought great interference to their investigation work.

In the past few months, they have screened dozens of people suspected to be the "Lord of Shadows", but found nothing.

There was no other way, so Galileo could only ask for help from the head of the hospital, Mr. Deng Prado.

Deng Prado said to himself, "The small secluded ones hide in the wild, the great secluded ones hide in the city."

Is this also in your plan?

There was a smile in the corner of Deng Prado's eyes, and his deep eyes suddenly showed a strange light. His lips opened slightly, and an ethereal and distant sound came out, as if crossing the barrier of time and space, and every note carried a mysterious power.

The notes are obscure and difficult to understand, yet they seem to contain the mysteries of the universe.

As the spell was cast, a light blue mist began to rise and roll in front of Dunprado, and gradually transformed into the outline of a young man.

Suddenly, a sharp blood-red light came from the void, shattering the fog whose outline could already be vaguely seen.

Dumprado suddenly came back to his senses, the strange light in his eyes extinguished, replaced by deep surprise.

——"Interesting little guy, now I'm really curious about who you are!"

Dumprado got up and walked into a divination room. Candles flickered all around, and the light in the room was dim and hazy, as if covered by a layer of gauze.

In the center stands a round black stone table with a surface as smooth as a mirror, seemingly reflecting the trajectory of fate.

In the corner stood a tall bookshelf, filled with ancient divination books and some auxiliary tools such as crystal balls and tarot cards, which shone with mysterious luster in the dim light.

Dunprado came to the bookshelf and took out an ancient book.

He then sat down in a strange chair with armrests carved with mysterious runes and astrological patterns.

He spread out the book. The gold-embossed lettering on the spine was already a little mottled. He gently turned the pages, and a faint light began to flicker at his fingertips, like stars about to break at dawn.

In an instant, magic power surged in the divination room, and the white robe and silver hair danced with it.

As more and more pages were turned, some vague lights and shadows began to emerge on the smooth table, seeming real and illusory, like scenes from the future trying to break through the constraints of time and space.

Dunprado frowned, trying to grasp the key information from the endless chaos.

The light and shadow gradually became clearer, but it was just a dark and deep picture. Then, there was a "click" sound, and a faint crack appeared on the table.

Dumbledore stopped casting the spell, stroked the cracks on the table with his big hands, and carefully recalled the scene just now.

"Land of the Lost"?

Is this where you want to go?

Even the "Book of Prophecy" that can predict the movements of saints cannot accurately capture your traces. Who are you?

Deng Prado pondered for a long time, picked up the pen, and began to explain things to Professor Galileo, the dean of the "Cobalt Soul Academy" branch far away in the northwest continent.

"Send someone there... It's best if you go to the 'Lost Land' yourself. Don't be too concerned about their age, appearance, or even gender. Anyone who has recently emerged as a rising star and made a name for themselves in the 'Lost Land' should be given more attention..."

……

Cohen's body trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. A pair of towering peaks stood tall above his sight.

Nephthys stopped massaging and whispered:

"Why did you wake up, sir?"

Feeling the softness of his head, Cohen reluctantly rose from Nephthys's white legs. He opened the carriage curtain and gazed toward the distant horizon.

It's strange, the "Son of the Mist" talent was actually activated just now.

Could it be that a high-level extraordinary being is making predictions about himself?

Asuna, who was driving outside, saw Cohen's head and smiled mischievously:

“How is Miss Nephthys sleeping with her lap pillow?
The gentleman has been reluctant to confess his true situation to the Queen. Could it be that he is planning to secretly establish a harem without the Queen's knowledge? Cohen came to his senses and chuckled.
"It would be even better if I had a female warrior who could control a dragon in my harem."

Asuna's cheeks flushed, she spat softly, and turned away.

Cohen glanced at Freya, whose face was slightly red, and sighed:
"Don't listen to your sister Asuna. She's joking."

"Asuna, be careful with your words next time. There are children here!"

Nephthys behind him wisely changed the subject:

"Asuna-san, where are we?"

Asuna replied:
"It will take another half a day to reach the place agreed with the winged elf."

Cohen nodded slightly and said:

"That's perfect. I'll tell you about 'Land of the Lost' too!"

The so-called "Lost Lands" are the ruins of the empire left behind when the Arcane Empire collapsed thousands of years ago.

From the Sea of Miracles in the westernmost part of the continent to the Dragon Valley in the easternmost part, it winds its way across almost the entire continent.

It is filled with all kinds of disordered magic, surging magic tides, weird traps and various mutated and blackened monsters.

The greatest danger here is chaos and disorder.

It does not refer to biological chaos and disorder, but geographical chaos and disorder.

If a person wants to live in a place for a long time, he must at least ensure sufficient sunlight, a lasting water source, and clean air.

For extraordinary people, a stable supply of magic power is also needed.

The danger of the Lost Lands is that most areas are unable to reliably provide these necessities.

This scene often appears in most areas of the "Lost Land":
The water source for survival will suddenly turn into venom that is enough to kill extraordinary people at some point.

The air instantly turned into a strange and terrifying fog.

The steady and orderly magic power instantly turned into a surging tide of magic power.

Even the land beneath your feet will collapse and shatter without warning, turning into swampy wetlands.

Even high-level transcendents cannot survive in such an area for long.

These chaotic and disordered areas are called "wastelands".

To live in the "Lost Land", a stable and safe place to stay is essential.

In such a vast "Lost Land", such stable settlements only account for one-tenth of all areas.

In contrast to "wasteland", such areas are called "ordered solid land".

It is the land where the residents of the "Lost Land" of all generations found the "spark of order" and improved the "wasteland".

According to size, they are divided into three levels: "Order Oasis", "Order City-State" and "Order Floating Island".

Therefore, the large and small forces in the "Lost Land" are also divided into oasis forces, city-state forces, floating island forces and second-rate forces.

The five largest "Oases of Order" are firmly controlled by the five major oasis forces of the "Lost Land".

The five major oasis forces are:
The Blood Clan established the "Twilight Realm," with its headquarters in the "Twilight Continent." Its supreme ruler is the "Blood Lord," a mid-Legendary-level [Blood Clan Elder].

The Wolf Bandits, a group of werewolves, have their headquarters in Night Moon Continent. Their supreme ruler is the Wolf Lord, a high-ranking legendary Demon Hunter.

The Dark Magic Cult's headquarters is located in the Chaos Demon Continent. Its supreme ruler, codenamed "Demon Lord," is a legendary high-ranking Warlock.

The "Alchemy School" was founded by evil supernatural beings who transformed life forms. Its headquarters is located in the "Mechanical Continent." Its supreme ruler is codenamed "Alchemy Baron," a mid-legendary [Mechanical Warrior].

Finally, there are the Sequencers who ascended through potions. They founded an organization called "Life Paradise," with their headquarters in the "Mysterious Continent." Their supreme ruler, codenamed "Lord of Sequence," is a low-level legendary [Cursed Witch].

These five major forces usually act independently, but once any external forces want to interfere with the order of the "Lost Land", they will jointly resist.

The "Lost Land" has the home advantage plus the five legends, so even a saint in person cannot gain any advantage.

The alliance of the five major forces is also regarded as the official representative of the "Lost Land" and jointly establishes basic rules.

Even the most powerful human empire must follow the rules when entering the "Lost Land".

There are two basic rules here:

Article 1: Legendary level and above must report to the five major forces before entering the "Lost Land" and cannot act at will.

This is mainly because the legendary level usually uses the power of rules, which will lead to further chaos and disorder in the "Lost Land".

This was a painful lesson. There was once a legendary powerful being who fought fiercely in the "Lost Land", which eventually led to the collapse of the order of a "Floating Island of Order" and turned it into a "wasteland" again.

Article 2: All "Order Solid Lands" require entry fees. Unless one wishes to remain in the disordered "Wasteland" forever, a monthly fee must be paid. Furthermore, any faction with more than fifty members entering the "Lost Lands" must enter through the "Guiding City" and possess a certificate of guidance from a faction within the "Lost Lands."

The "Lost Land" has developed to the present day, and there are thousands of forces of different sizes. Even the smallest "Floating Island of Order" has several different forces.

As long as you spend some money, it is easy to get a certificate of introduction.

Apart from this, there are no rules or laws.

Here, fists are the biggest rules.

Ethics, morality, and law are completely unnecessary for the "Land of the Lost".

Whoever has the bigger fist can control enough "order and solid land", develop power, recruit people, and gain power, money, and beauty.

As for the so-called identity, status, and race in the outside world, they are all invalid here.

The strange rules of the "Lost Land" mean that even saints cannot use their full strength in it.

It is truly another world.

The three girls listened with fascination.

Asuna, who came from a noble family and had little exposure to the dark side of society, couldn't help but sigh.

I am surprised that there is such an incredible existence in the human world.

Cohen shook his head and said:

"'Land of the Lost' isn't really a human world; you can think of it as another hell.

The only difference is that he has no dimensional barriers and can move freely."

Freya raised her hand and asked:
"Sir, with so many 'oases of order', where should we settle down?"

Asuna spoke directly:
"I know, it must be the 'Mysterious Continent' where the 'Paradise of Life' where people ascend to transcendence by taking potions is located!"

Freya asked weakly:

"why?"

Asuna snorted softly:
"That's obvious. 'Cursed witch' immediately sounds like a female, and witches are usually very beautiful.

It suits Mr.'s taste."

Cohen's face was a little embarrassed, his mouth slightly open, looking at the strange gazes of the three beauties, one big and two small, and replied dryly:
"Asuna was right! Our destination is indeed the mysterious island of the Cursed Witch!"

(End of this chapter)