Infiltrating this place would be extremely difficult without the help of spirit beasts like Pegasus to shorten the journey time. Rather than doing such a thankless task, it would be better to simply trick a Pegasus into selling it to the outside world, or wait for a dragon that happens to wander outside—like that Thunder Wolf Dragon that wanders around for some reason.
The former offers higher profits, while the latter carries less risk, though both depend on luck and reputation. Why not choose one?
After eliminating many possibilities, the only remaining guess, however unbelievable, can only be the true answer.
The reason those dragons remained here was because their real concern was with the bone dragon, which had been dead for countless years and whose entire body was now just a huge skeleton.
It's unclear what exactly happened in between, but the dragon that stayed behind turned into a corpse and even became its accomplice.
There are even... the remains of many dragons that died in this area before.
As I mentioned before, in this basin, besides the huge dragon skeleton in the center, there are countless small skeletons scattered around.
At this moment, as the eerie blue flames ignited on the surface of the skeleton, the bone dragon regained control of its body. Countless tiny tributaries spread rapidly outward from its point of contact with the ground, like a ring of eerie blue fire that rippled outward, and in the blink of an eye, they adhered to the surface of those small skeletons.
However, unlike the giant dragon bones, not every skeleton attached to the dark blue flames successfully condensed into a dragon's body. Instead, some of them seemed to have burned out, and as they condensed, pale dust fell downwards and eventually scattered in the wind.
Even so, at least ten small bone dragons were successfully formed in the end, and they all turned their burning heads toward our direction.
This is undoubtedly a dead end.
Even the combination of archmages and sword saints who were specially dispatched to clear the mountains might not be able to withstand such an attack.
What exactly triggered the skeletal dragon's alertness?
I couldn't help but reconsider the points of disagreement that might have led to this situation, but my heart was gradually filled with a sense of powerlessness. I began to consider whether there was a way to escape or to call for outside support.
I don't know if I can get in touch with my supervisor if I bother him now.
She must be watching me, and she must have the ability to shield me from the magical turbulence in the mountains, but will she really come to intervene as I wish?
Or should we use some unconventional methods to make our request?
Just then, a clear and bright chant, carrying a warm light, spread outwards from behind.
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