After waiting for a while, John began to show some impatience.
Turning his hand, an item resembling a broken beast tooth appeared.
It was the "Fias's Tooth" that the Morning Wind Auction House had previously gifted him.
"Fias, at this point, do I really need to activate this thing for you to open your eyes?" John asked, his voice cool.
As he spoke, he held out the tooth.
The dragon soaking in the magma finally began to stir, its closed eyes trembling slightly before abruptly snapping open.
The golden vertical pupils, like two giant lanterns, shone brightly in the crimson magma.
"Human, why is this tooth in your possession?" a deep voice echoed in the depths of the magma.
The voice sounded weary, but it carried a strong undertone of age.
John laughed at this, retorting, "Always has to see the coffin before shedding a tear, huh? You're clearly awake, why keep up this sleeping act?"
