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The morning sun rose, and golden rays of light spilled onto the ground.
"Ah—! Vrak, Vrak...!"
Aerygon, pale-faced and limping, ran desperately outward.
The dashing and elegant demeanor he once possessed was completely gone.
His hair was disheveled, tangled with grass and dirt, and his armor dented in several places, resembling nothing more than an escaping soldier as he staggered in the opposite direction.
But his mouth kept muttering incessant curses.
*The memory of last night's events sent chills down his spine, a burst of sheer terror coursing through him.*
He clearly witnessed what had happened outside the city.
The skeleton undead had formed a massive airborne army, creating an enormous white bone vortex.
In the blink of an eye, it surrounded the invading Dragon Clan within it.
After that, he hadn't seen even a single dragon escape—not one.
Fang Hao wasn't human; he was a demon.
