The territory was expanding rapidly. With the support of the alliance members, they had already occupied three nearby territories and plundered a large amount of resources, making Qiu Zhi Shang's life increasingly prosperous.
When three bone dragons carrying skeleton soldiers appeared, it instantly drew the attention of the surrounding soldiers.
A mere approach with their weapons was met with the death breath of the bone dragons, reducing them instantly into scattered white bones.
Skeleton warriors disembarked from the dragons and began to clear the city guards.
With a captured peasant in tow, Fang Hao spoke in a cold voice.
"Where is your Lord, Qiu Zhi Shang?"
The peasant trembled in fear, his voice quivering, "The Lord has gone to the, the tile kiln."
"And where is this kiln?"
"To the west outside the city," the peasant quickly replied.
