"You've successfully infuriated me, damn little bug!"
The torrential rain howled down, and the figure of the Dragon Lich flickered in and out of visibility through the veil of rain.
"I'll show you the true essence of death!!"
As the Dragon Lich's words fell, Fang Zheng saw those tattered ghost ships suddenly shudder, and in the next instant, they burst apart. One after another, small Undead Bone Dragons crawled out from the wreckage, their appearance quite similar to that of the Chief Dragon Lich, only much smaller in stature.
Well, damn! All this time, those ghost ships were really made from "dragon bones."
