The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 922 - 0919: Visible Specter (Second Update)
Chapter 922: Chapter 0919: Visible Specter (Second Update)
As the excavation deepened, the underground tremors became more localized, and the serfs continued to dig in response to the vibrations. Despite their terror of the underground tremors, the serfs felt relatively at ease with Liszt and Ach standing guard at the edge of the great pit. After all, these two were renowned “Seki” protectors.
Beside them stood the illustrious “Biggleswade.”
“Magic power is starting to seep up from the ground. This Bone Dragon is struggling non-stop. Its magic power is very strange, like some kind of eerie blue magic, yet wholly different from water attribute and ice attribute magic powers,” Liszt said, mounted upon the back of the Formless Dragon Bard. His crystal white trajectory inspected the characteristics of the magic power beneath the surface.
By this time, the pit’s metallic ore layer became unstable, and the serfs started to evacuate.
A group of ancient magicians was gathered to bombard the pit with spells, constantly in sync with the underground tremors to blast myriad cracks into the ore layer.
The steaming magic power grew denser, and Liszt finally recognized what it was, “Ach, this is a kind of magic power similar to that of a Lich; it relates to the soul. I’ve seen it on the Marquis of the Bull before. However, the blue magic power emitted by this Bone Dragon is of a higher echelon.”
After the Marquis of Bull was transformed into a Lich, the blue magic power enveloping his armor still belonged to a lower tier of magic.
But the blue magic power seeping from the Bone Dragon was indeed high-level magic.
“Perhaps the Bone Dragon is also a special kind of creature related to the soul. Brother, Ach has discovered that all the dragon bones lack dragon teeth. According to the records, the dragon’s soul is hidden within its teeth. Maybe the soul of this Bone Dragon was formed from the intertwining souls within all the dragon’s teeth.”
“That’s possible!”
Liszt immediately ordered the ancient magicians, “Continue the bombardment, don’t stop!”
The ancient magicians were greatly drained with each spell they cast. However, to defy a command from the Seki was unthinkable, so they had to continue exerting themselves to channel magic power and unleash the most powerful magic within their abilities.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
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Metallic ore from the pit was blasted in all directions.
The underground tremors became increasingly ferocious, and finally, amidst another concentrated magical onslaught, a massive crack abruptly exploded within the subterranean ore layer.
After the magic radiance dissipated, a ferocious dragon might surged out from the pit, knocking the ancient magicians into a state of disarray. Within his crystal white trajectory, Liszt clearly saw a blue magic-powered bone claw stretching out from the crack.
“Begin the retreat, ancient magicians!” He ordered them to withdraw, exchanging a glance with Ach as they both prepared for full alertness.
Creak! Creak!
The bony claw forcefully lifted, grasping the protrusions of the pit and pulling its still-buried body upwards. The screeching friction noise expanded the crack even further. Throughout this process, Liszt didn’t intervene, allowing the Bone Dragon to struggle and claw its way out.
Momentarily, the dragon’s head and wings emerged.
The wings, aside from the long bones, also had cartilage between them, tattered and full of holes, like rotting cloth. No physical substance connected these bones; only dense blue magic power supported their movement, sketching a fierce and mystic appearance.
The dragon’s head pulsed with vigorous magic power, sporting four horns—two thick ones, similar to bull’s horns, and two smaller ones, akin to ram’s horns.
The slender dragon’s maw was lined with dragon teeth of various sizes.
The magic radiance emitted from each dragon tooth was like a mini-sun; together, they formed an intensely bright magic light sphere.
“Roar!”
A peculiar dragon roar bellowed from the ancient dragon’s mouth. Not only was there a rasp in the ears, like grating friction, but also a rhythm that seemed to rise within everyone’s soul.
The ancient dragon had no eyes, only two blue flames burning slowly.
It roared and struggled, dragging more and more of itself out of the fissure. After a full half hour, the bone dragon finally crawled out completely and stood in the crater. It hung its head silently as if restoring the energy expended during its struggle, with blue magic radiance flickering on and off.
“Ach said, holding the Eight Dragons God Sword in his hands, ready to unleash magic at any moment, “With a wingspan close to sixty meters and a body length near sixty-five meters, this must be a special giant dragon formed from the skeleton of a Black Heart Iron Dragon.”
Liszt, meanwhile, fixed his gaze on the bone dragon’s neck where it connected to its body, where the Dragon Tooth Platform should be, “The magic power at the Dragon Tooth Platform is very bright, and there are streaks of magic radiance connected to the dragon teeth. This must be the secret between the dragon teeth and the Dragon Tooth Platform—souls connected.”
“Brother, what do we do now?”
“Wait a moment, let’s see what it does next. I wonder if we can communicate, I’ll try talking to it first,” Liszt eyed the motionless bone dragon, eager to act.
Regardless of the type of dragon, mount it first, and ask questions later!
However, what was strange was that Liszt threw a cow at it, but the bone dragon did not react; he threw a bag of jade at it, but the bone dragon did not react; he threw a large piece of Magical Beast Meat at it, but still, the bone dragon did not react. He even had Bard roar at the bone dragon “woooiyya,” yet the bone dragon remained unresponsive.
“What’s going on?”
For a whole half hour, the bone dragon simply stood silently in the metal ore pit, making no movement at all.
It seemed to disregard Liszt, Ach, and Bard, as well as the knights and serfs who were gesturing and pointing around it. The blue flames in the dragon’s eye sockets burned slowly, but they did not convey that sense of a “Lich’s” gaze—the blue fire of the Marquis of the Bull used to give a strong impression of being watched.
“Ach,” Liszt decided not to wait any longer, “support me, I’m going to try riding it!”
“Don’t worry, brother, Ach is ready at all times.”
The next moment.
Liszt leaped from Bard’s back and hopped directly onto the flat bones where the Dragon Tooth Platform should be on the bone dragon’s neck. The bone dragon gave no response, letting Liszt find a comfortable position and settle down on the flat bone.
In an instant.
Liszt felt a connection form with the bone dragon’s soul, but he did not enter a Mind Battle. Instead, he took over the consciousness of the terrifying, fierce, mysterious, and eerie giant dragon made of bones.
“This bone dragon… It actually has no thoughts or consciousness, nor does it possess a dragon’s unique world of the mind. It’s like an empty vessel, a blank canvas for the soul… and I can easily control everything, manipulate it to perform any action!”
With a thought in his heart.
He then controlled the bone dragon to start moving, first shaking its front leg bones, then its hind leg bones, and finally shaking its wing bones. Then, turning its bone neck, he tried to see the world through the eyes of the bone dragon. The perspective shift resulted in a very special vision—a pitch-black world.
There was no sun, just a dim outline of the sun. The light shone upon him, giving Liszt a slight burning sensation.
The land and trees also appeared only as faint outlines, even their shapes slightly distorted.
Only the humans around the crater radiated the brightest light, albeit in a transparent white outline. He saw Ach’s outline, as bright as a hundred-watt incandescent bulb; he also saw Bard’s outline, nearly as bright as Ach’s, but seeming brighter due to the size.
The other knights emitted a somewhat dimmer light, and the serfs’ light was even dimmer.
He turned his head again, trying to see his own aura. He found that his own light was roughly similar to Ach’s, not significantly different from an ordinary person.
“What does this transparency and variation in color depths signify?”
“They look like specters. Could it be that the bone dragon’s vision can actually see directly into the soul of living beings?”
