āButā¦ even the first Dragon, I guess, would never have thought that the twilight of this world would not only last for three hundred years, but also up to a thousand years!ā
A thousand years of Spirit Tide depletion!
Without the support of the world, even long-lived species like the Giant Dragon can only meet the inevitable fate of death and decay.
Lifespan!
This is the real constraint!
āLegendary occupational persons undergo qualitative changes, sublimation, can prolong lifeā¦ but still cannot match the giant dragons. Even if they are giant dragons, they may live for thousands of years during the resurgence of the Spirit Tide, but once the Twilight of the the Gods comes, relying solely on their own strength, Iām afraid they wonāt live up to a thousand years!ā
āSo even if the first Dragon made some arrangements, after a thousand years, they may not still be effective!ā
Time is the most terrifying weapon.
It can make beauty age, heroes twilight, and even the strongest who dominate the world canāt avoid the end of death!
A belief in Su Luās heart suddenly became much more firm.
He let out his inspiration and began to investigate this strange burial ritual.
āObsidian, a lot of moon grass remnants, and these runesā¦ indeed should be related to āDeathā! The core must be the coffin of the first Dragon, but the spirituality track has been divertedā¦ The target is, the bowed giant dragon?ā
āAfter a thousand years, this ritual has exhausted its energy and lost its effectiveness.ā
āBut I can be sure that the death of the first Dragon is absolutely different from the records outside, he had already prepared, this tomb is evidence!ā
After careful observation and thinking for a while.
With the āFlickerā skill, Su Lu made up his mind and took a step out.
The next moment, he arrived at the burial site.
Surrounding him, massive dragon bodies cast large shadows, emitting a terrifying aura, ordinary first and second-level occupational persons would probably be intimidated.
But he seemed oblivious, just sweeping a glance over the dragon bodies around him.
āThe ones that have turned into white bones must be the weakest giant dragonsā¦ No dragon crystals, could they be in the coffins?ā
Su Luās gaze shifted, and he saw a semi-rotting green giant dragon.
It had a slender body, sharp claws, and you could faintly see its once majestic posture from the scattered scales.
But what attracted his attention most was a black dragon with the most intact remains.
The skin and scales of the black dragon were tightly wrapped around it, but its huge body seemed to have āshrunkā, turning into a āskeletal dragonā of skin and bones!
Not only that!
Getting closer, Su Lu discovered something that shocked him!
āThe entire burial ritual has formed a fulcrum here, a place for spiritual diversion! Could it beā¦ā
He glanced at the black skeletal dragon, then looked at the large pyramid, drew a deep breath abruptly.
The next moment!
A shadow clone appeared, swiftly jumped to the top of the pyramid, and kicked over the golden coffin!
Thud!
The golden coffin fell to the side, emitting a dull sound.
The lid of the coffin fell off, and a white skeleton wearing a ragged robe rolled out.
There were traces of spiritual brilliance flowing on the robe and the bones, obviously extremely valuable spiritual materials, but they couldnāt withstand the erosion of time.
In the skeletonās right hand, a wand was held, with a diamond-shaped crystal embedded in it.
āDragon Crystal!ā
Su Luās shadow cloneās eyes lit up, stepped forward to pick up the wand, casually prised it off and easily took off the dragon crystal.
It looked like this golden scepter was an artifact rather than a marvel.
The scenario was so effortless that even the shadow clone was surprised.
In his original role, he was sent to face death, whether it was a curse or any other mechanic, none of them were as surprising as the current situation.
āIs this scepter the only burial object? How poorā¦ā
The Shadow Clone felt increasingly uneasy whilst looking at the lifeless dragon corpse.
It quickly returned to its original body, handed over the Dragon Crystal, and vanished instantly.
āWeird!ā
Su Lu toyed with the Dragon Crystal in his hand, and his gaze fell upon the nearby dragon corpses, āIt was too easy and thereās so few Dragon Crystals for burial.ā
At this moment, his inspiration suddenly detected a grave danger!
Su Lu turned, staring at the skeletal Black Dragon, āIt was indeed you!ā
At this time, a profound and majestic aura was rapidly intensifying around the Black Dragon.
The lids of its eyes began to roll and suddenly sprang open, revealing a pair of large vertical, amber-colored pupils. It portrayed the ferocity and ruthlessness of a beast, coupled with an inexplicable sense of wisdom and bewilderment, like a person awakened suddenly!
Rumble!
The ground shook, and dust and stones constantly fell within the cave.
It seemed as if a prehistoric beast that had been sleeping here was slowly waking up!
āIs it still alive? Impossible! Noā¦ itās not a living giant dragon, itās an undead creature!ā
Feeling the intense ādeathā aura emanating from it, Su Lu instantly understood something.
The burial here, the rituals, had transformed this Black Dragon into an undead creature!
āAndā¦.although this wave is strong, it has not exceeded the fourth level! The Twilight of the Gods has indeed affected it, causing its strength to decline, has it fallen from the realm of legend?ā
Even so, Su Lu backed away a fair distance.
Because what appeared before him was a near fifth-level creature, and if not for the Twilight of the Gods, it would have been an absolute fifth level!
Moreover, with the robust physique and talent of the dragon, its combat power would be absolutely terrifying!
At this moment, the Black Dragon seemed to fully wake up; its spotlight-like gaze focused on Su Lu, bringing a powerful oppressive feeling.
It opened its mouth, vibrated the air, and made a sound that was not comprehensible.
Finally, these sounds transformed into Gulam language: āOutsider?ā¦ Is itā¦ youā¦who disturbed myā¦sleep?ā
āShould I call you a giant dragon, orā¦ Your Majesty, Dragon the First?ā
Su Lu fell silent and retorted.
āDragon the First?ā
The pupils of the Black Dragon became even more intelligent,ā Itās been a long timeā¦since Iāve heard someone call me by that name!ā
It admitted that it was indeed the first-generation Dragon, the founding Great Emperor!
āWhat an astonishing skillā¦in the old days, you foresaw the exhaustion of the Spirit Tide and understood that the Twilight of the Gods was near, so you chose your burial ground early onā¦and tried to prolong your life!ā
Su Lu spoke rapidly,āYour method of choice wasā¦soul transfer! After all, even with the Spirit Tide depleted, a dragonās life is definitely longer than a humanās!ā
āYou built the Dragon Tomb, put the dragons to sleep here with yourself, awaiting the day of resurrectionā¦but it was too long!ā
āA thousand years of time is long enough for even a dragon to die and decay! You were left with no other option but to use the backup plan, and transformed yourself into an undead creature?ā
The transformation from a living creature to undead means giving up many things.
Such as touch, joy, beautiful dreamsā¦even emotions.
In the realm of mystery, this is tantamount to death.