Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
The ghost dragons listened very attentively. Some even picked up skulls that had fallen nearby and began to take notes on them with their sharp dragon claws, even though the skulls were just randomly picked up.
However, as long as they could be attached to their necks.
They were good heads.
Angus was very satisfied with the serious attitude of his subordinates. As long as there were more and more subordinates like this, their undead race would sooner or later unify the continent, counterattack the abyss, and become the true masters of this world!
So, it continued:
“The detailed plan is as follows: to avoid raising suspicion, we will adopt an outer-to-inner strategy. We will start from remote small mountain villages and gradually spread the tide of the undead. By the time the king of this country notices, it will be too late.”
“So now, how many of you can shapeshift into human form? Raise your claws and show me?”
Silence descended, and the ghost dragons shrank their heads, looking at each other. The atmosphere gradually became awkward.
“You can’t shapeshift?”
“Where’s your dragon race heritage? Did it get up your Lich’s underpants!?”
Angus roared, slamming the floor.
It suddenly felt that with a group of subordinates like this, the undead race was not far from extinction.
You must know that these ghost dragons were one of the most elite forces in the entire Undead Desert.
Yet they couldn’t even shapeshift!
Useless!
Worthless.
“Leader, we Five-Colored Evil Dragons generally do not choose the shapeshifting technique as our heritage when we reach adulthood…” a ghost dragon explained in a low voice, and with a “crack,” it pulled its own head off in advance.
“Yes, leader. The dragon form is the most perfect and powerful. Why should we become like those bugs? For mating? Ridiculous. Even without shapeshifting, as long as we want to, we can do anything!”
Another ghost dragon agreed.
“Do you all think so?” Angus was speechless. He looked at the nodding ghost dragons, his heart full of anger with nowhere to vent.
Who told him there was a righteous Gold Dragon in front of him?
As a Gold Dragon, shapeshifting was one of the default dragon heritages that must be chosen.
Because only by taking human form could he experience more adventures and interesting things in human kingdoms and uphold justice!
But the Five-Colored Evil Dragons didn’t seem to think so.
Very few Five-Colored Evil Dragons would shapeshift into human form.
The plan had stalled before it could even be implemented, which plunged Angus into silence, looking somewhat dejected.
However, His Majesty’s mission must be completed.
So, this matter still had to be done.
He would go alone!
“You will stay in this canyon and not go anywhere. If I find out you’ve run out, don’t blame me for sending you to His Majesty one by one to have your souls cleansed!”
Angus spread his huge wings and threatened viciously. The ghost dragons trembled under Angus’s might, their soul fires dimming slightly.
With that, Angus snorted coldly, and then pale mist enveloped him. With a gust of cold wind, an elegant noble with red eyes and white hair slowly emerged from the mist.
“How many years has it been since I appeared like this?”
Angus patted his face. It felt cold to the touch, like a corpse’s face, and even his speech was somewhat stiff.
“I need to deal with this quickly. After becoming undead, even the human body after shapeshifting doesn’t look like a living person. Walking out like this will scare people.”
With that said, Angus gathered some firewood and piled it in front of him, then slapped a foolish-looking ghost dragon beside him.
“What are you looking at, the undead underpants? Breathe fire!”
The ghost dragon, under orders, whimpered aggrievedly and exhaled a puff of pale undead flame, which not only failed to ignite the firewood but also froze the firewood and the surrounding ground.
Angus’s mouth twitched slightly.
He slapped it again.
“Is your head full of horse manure from those Death Knight’s skeletal horses? Breathe normal fire, do you know how to make a normal fire?”
“If you mess up again, I’ll bury you alive!”
The ghost dragon held its head and prostrated on the ground, then weakly spat out orange flames at the pile of wood. The flames melted the frost, and the wood gradually heated up and began to burn.
Only then did Angus let go of the foolish ghost dragon, and then drew out all of its blood, condensing it into a large blood ball and roasting it over the flames.
He felt it was almost ready.
Then he absorbed the blood back.
Instantly, his originally pale and sallow complexion became healthy and ruddy.
Although there were still some discrepancies.
Such as vacant eyes, no heartbeat, and so on.
But on the surface, he was not much different from a normal person.
“Stay in this canyon properly. When the time comes, I will come back for you.”
Before leaving the canyon, Angus warned them again. He believed that these ghost dragons would no longer dare to run around randomly, because cleansing their souls was a genuine torture for them.
He could now handle the matter with peace of mind.
However, he did not know.
As soon as he left the canyon, the storm over the Endless Sea began to slowly move.
A pair of eyes flashing with lightning seemed to have sensed something. That murderous gaze instantly locked onto the direction of the canyon.
A body as majestic as a mountain rose from the sea.
A thick purplish-green arm was raised upwards.
He drew a lightning-flashing spear from the thunderclouds.
In an instant.
It was as bright as daylight!
…
Karari Empire.
The Morningwind Forest, near the Endless Sea.
A fierce battle was unfolding in the forest, with the smell of blood filling the air. Eyes full of malice peered coldly from the depths of the dim forest.
This was actually a very normal occurrence.
Battles happened daily in the forest. Human adventurers needed materials from monsters to sell for a living, while monsters needed to eat meat and protect their territory.
Shirina was one such adventurer.
She was an unlucky traveling mage.
As for why she was unlucky.
It was because she encountered an attack by a powerful monster on her first escort mission.
This merchant caravan was heading into the Morningwind Forest to collect materials. It was fine on the way there, but they were attacked by a pack of Tier 4 Starfall Wolves on the way back.
Now, the caravan guards were fighting for their lives, suffering heavy casualties. No one paid any attention to the scattered goods, and Shirina was surrounded by four or five Starfall Wolves.
They no longer had a chance.
A Tier 5 Starfall Wolf King was still lurking in the dense forest, watching them menacingly.
Who would have thought that those high-level monsters that originally roamed in the depths of the Morningwind Forest would suddenly appear on the outskirts?
Was it related to the recent abnormal weather?
Shirina had no time to think about this. her heart sank to the bottom. Four Starfall Wolves were encircling her, one flanking her from behind, two on either side, and the one in front was already baring its teeth and lunging.
Shirina had nowhere to escape.
The only thing she could rely on was her pathetic magic shield, but it probably wouldn’t withstand many attacks from the Starfall Wolves.
“Is this how it ends?”
“I’m still a virgin! Wuwuwu…”
Tears streamed down Shirina’s fair, pretty face.
“Don’t cry, girl. I’ll protect you.”
An elegant male voice sounded beside her ear, as pleasant as a spring breeze, but the surrounding air began to drop in temperature abnormally fast.
A pale bone longsword extended from behind Shirina. With a flash of cold light, the surrounding Starfall Wolves were instantly frozen into ice shards before they could even let out a cry.
Then, with a piercing shriek.
The ice sculptures shattered, turning into ice shards on the ground.
“So, so powerful…”
Shirina felt the warm embrace of the man behind her, and her girlish heart was deeply touched.
