"I'm not sure,"
Crow Eye shook his head, his red pupils gazed at the gloomy night sky, filled with concern.
"There has never been such a precedent before…"
Dariel asked curiously, "Did dragons never appear before? Then how do you know this is a dragon scale?"
Shenlin explained for him, "Indeed, dragons never show themselves, but the high-ranking members of the Holy Healing Association have dealings with the mysterious Dragon Island. Every ten years, they receive a batch of dragon blood to create holy healing potions; in addition, products made from dragon scales, dragon claws, and dragon fangs are also important materials."
Dariel exclaimed in surprise, "Does the Holy Healing Association also have its own armed forces?"
"No," Shenlin shook his head. "Those are used to buy lives."
"Buy lives?" Dariel couldn't help but be stunned. "What do you mean 'buy lives'?"
