The two precursors of the White Bone Clan had slept for ten thousand years. At this moment, people could see lights glowing in their skulls as they were about to wake up.
Hiro and Gay were in midair, helping Shi Yan create and maintain the light protection while they were moving in the chaotic space basin. When they heard the little skeleton cheer happily, they became astonished and joyful as well.
Among the Seven Great Clans, the White Bone Clan was famous for their solidarity. However, their reproduction was a problem. That's why they had never had a civil war. For the welfare of the race, the White Bone Clan members could sacrifice themselves without a thought.
To wake up their precursors, Hiro and Gay had crossed thousands of miles to Desolate Territory. It was an excellent example of their unity.
"Is it okay now?" Hiro turned to Montecie, "Can I go down first?"
