"Escape!"
Almost the instant the fog dispersed, all the ancient sorcerers inside began to scatter in every direction, madly sprinting toward their predetermined targets!
There was no mass slaughter as initially anticipated.
In fact, if it had been before, it certainly would have happened. The fewer people there were, the bigger the piece of the cake each could have, even though they had all been miserably guarding the entrance of the Dragon Palace for hundreds of thousands of years. They were not close to each other, as their alliances formed around family ties were fragmentary.
In theory, at this time, those who were the first to have the dragon bloodline would have definitely used their advantage, since being able to successfully kill fellow kindred could also secure the freshly abundant essence of blood from dragon transformation, a good thing for activating the next Dragon Transformation Object.
