In the underground world.
Alves seemed to burn with flames. It was quite conspicuous in the dim light.
As it flew across the sky, the dragon's might it emitted swept around like a storm.
The underground creatures on the surface fled in all directions in fear.
Dragons were the overlords of the sky and were undeniably high-level lifeforms. Ordinary lifeforms would tremble in fear when faced with an existence of such a level.
Dozens of skeleton blood dragons followed closely behind Alves. The cold-faced dark gargoyles followed.
The sand condensation archers and the axe death knights rode behind. They held their weapons and were ready to attack at any time.
Richard sat on Alves's back. His eyes were calm as he watched the scenery fly past him.
The unique sights of the underground world did not attract him at all. He had to get to Bloodhoof City the soonest to obtain enough resources.
