Whoosh!
A strong wind suddenly blew from behind.
Dudian quickly bent down. The sharp blade in front of his chest pushed the ground and moved horizontally to avoid the attack from behind.
“Patriarch!”
“Patriarch is coming!”
The people in the hall saw that Murray had forced Dudian to retreat. They were relieved and immediately ordered the guards to protect the dragon coffin.
Mudley looked at Dudian who was hiding by the door: “Where did you get the magic marks of the splitter? Did she give it to you?”
Dudian stood up from the ground and looked at him: “Is the Dragon Mother Dead?”
Mudley’s eyes slightly flashed, he coldly said: “If she is really dead then it will be a tragedy for the entire giant wall of Sylvia. Who else can resist the intruders? “Only a stupid and despicable person like you would expect such a thing to happen.”
“Really?”Dudian ignored his sarcasm: “She is in the coffin. I can feel it. If you don’t tell me then I will open it myself!”
