Beneath the Red Dragon

Karon nodded slightly, indicating that the magic barrier wouldn’t be broken any time soon. Although the dragon blood within him urged him to spew dragon fire and burn these filthy creatures daring to offend the giant dragon into ashes.

But he wasn’t in a hurry to act. With a resurrection of white bone undead on such a scale, there must be a mastermind behind it, or some unique lifeform, or an unusual rule phenomenon. He was searching for the hidden mastermind.

Once the mastermind behind the scenes was resolved, it would be a once-and-for-all solution. Otherwise, dealing with such a number of white bone undead, even he would have to expend tremendous effort, which he did not wish to waste.

Karon’s perception rapidly spread out, his vision surpassing these ordinary monsters, searching for his target.

Mage Hughes, seeing that Karon was silent, directed two mages to inspect the magic gemstones within the magic array, ready to replace them at any moment. The rest of the mages gathered together, prepared to take action.

Meanwhile, the Jackal-Wolf Man warriors, under the order of their leader Yougu, had erected tall tower shields behind the wheelbarrows circling the camp, gripping their weapons, itching for action.

The rest of the kobold soldiers also guarded around the mages and Karon, ready to support the Jackal-Wolf Man warriors at any time.

For a moment, the entire battlefield fell into a strange silence, only the sounds of the white bone undead clashing with the magic barrier echoing.

Karon’s true sight scanned over the white bone undead, nearly all of their power sources and cores were in the ghost fire within their eye sockets.

In Karon’s vision, the aura of these white bone undead mingled yet remained independent, with no special connection among them, simply a gathering of the same aura.

But Karon knew that even a passing goose would leave traces, and any previous connection would surely leave a mark in the world. If he couldn’t find it, perhaps it meant this place was driven by a special rule.

Conversely, if he found some traces, he could learn from the actions of a great being who once composed profound words; hearing the road to an opponent’s home in the morning, and the enemy could be dead by evening.

Karon’s powerful spirit, under the rapid operation of the sub-brain’s assistance, analyzed every trace seen in true sight. Countless souls, naked in the white bone bodies, lay bare in his vision, the flow tracks of each strong or weak soul aura appearing one by one before his eyes.

The intersecting flow tracks seemed like swiftly scrolling data in Karon’s eyes. Eventually, behind the countless white bones, Karon discovered a dozen or so of the strongest souls.

The tracks of those strong soul auras faintly pointed towards the direction of a certain existence, where some soul power-driven spell had once left its soul’s aura and traces in the real world.

This soul aura was cold and chilling; as Karon noted it down, he faintly sensed the location of this soul aura’s master, somewhere hundreds of miles away from him and his party.

The Red Dragon’s cheek, lined with sharp barbs, curled into a ferocious smile, revealing his grim white fangs. His tone was cold and filled with sinister killing intent, ”I found you, little rat!”

At the same time, those dozen or so strongest souls hidden within the endless white bones seemed impatient with the protracted attack and emerged one after another.

Step, step, step,

The White Bone Giant with a single white bone horn on its white bone skull strode forward, shattering the white bone undead in its path, wielding a massive broken blade, striking it down upon the seemingly indestructible magic barrier.

Bang,

The massive broken blade, upon impact, surged with a layer of cold white ghostly flames, heavily slamming onto the magic barrier.

The immense force, combined with the corrosive ghost flames, sent fierce waves through the magic barrier. The giant blade, rebounding from the force, shattered the white bone undead around the White Bone Giant into fragments.

A white bone undead with three pairs of bone wings, only half of its skull remaining, flapped its draughty wings, shakily rising into the air, a solitary ghostly green eye flickering incessantly.

A powerful death force and yin energy transformed into a shimmering green flame, spurting from the skeletal structure of this white bone undead, colliding against the teetering magic barrier.

The collision and reaction of energies resonated in the air with a sizzling sound, like water droplets hitting hot oil.

Then, a white bone undead resembling a giant snake’s skeleton silently slithered out from the tide of white bones, its massive white bone tail whipping out fiercely, producing a sharp explosive sound as if a heavy hammer striking, shattering the white bones surrounding the barrier.

Then, carrying immense force, it heavily slammed onto the wavering magic barrier.

In this brief moment, the seemingly impregnable magic barrier was now in a tempestuous state, appearing as if it might shatter at any moment.

Two mages, watching the rapidly depleting magic gemstones, changed their expressions, quickly extending their hands to infuse their magic power into the gemstones, struggling to maintain the barrier’s stability.

The other mages drew their magic staffs and scrolls or other spellcasting items from their magic rings, watching Karon with solemn expressions, awaiting the Red Dragon’s decision.

The Jackal Wolfman Leader Yougu stepped forward, exuding an immense killing intent, asking with high spirits, ”My King, shall we take the initiative to strike?”