Chapter 1438: Chapter 999 Light Disaster

Everyone did not expect that Mourning could be connected with the Bone Dragon. Under the same level, the strength and stature of the Skeleton Necromancer are closely related, and Big Bone could beat a bunch of Golden Skeletons when serious.

As for creatures like Giant Dragons, as long as they can move, they are no ordinary beings, even their souls have a unique name–Dragon Soul.

Bone Dragons are already rare, let alone Golden Bone Dragons, not to mention Purple Gold Bone Dragons. To metallize such a massive body, it takes countless long years and a strong soul–if this Bone Dragon could move normally, it would definitely possess a soul much stronger than the Mourning Soul.

However, it seems like this Bone Dragon does not have one, the soul of the Purple Gold Bone Dragon is not very strong, probably only about three to four times the strength of a normal Mourning Soul. Indeed, this strength is already high, but far from enough to drive this Purple Gold Bone Dragon.

Everyone was in awe and suspicion, yet ahead, the Great Speaker raised his hand and greeted, “Fatty Dragon, I’m back.”

The coiled Mourning Bone Dragon lifted its head and spoke weakly, “Don’t call me Fatty Dragon. I am Ogarlima Potexslatopi Fei Long. If you call me wrongly, I’ll bite you.”

“Alright, Fatty Dragon, got it, Fatty Dragon,” said the Great Speaker, continuing the greeting while dragging a long train of wood, floating past the Mourning Bone Dragon.

The intent of the Mourning Spirit Dragon moved onto Ange and others’ Airship, sweeping over them.

Despite being hard to drive the Mourning Bone Dragon with three to four times the Soul Strength, it was still stronger than everyone else except Ange. As the intent swept across, it felt like a searing beam of light, making everyone’s soul heat up.

Everyone hurriedly steadied themselves, smiled, and waved.

The Mourning Bone Dragon’s intent confusedly circled around everyone, and eventually hesitantly raised its claw and waved.

The Airship slowly floated past near the Mourning Bone Dragon and continued far before everyone felt its intent withdraw.

The Great Speaker turned and loudly exclaimed, “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. That’s Fatty Dragon, quite a tame dragon, no need to be scared of it.”

Negris was about to say he wasn’t scared, rather shocked, but after sensing the soul strength of the other party, Negris calmed down, unfazed by anything weaker than Ange.

But before he could speak, he saw Anthony make a gesture, and then Anthony responded, “Heh, was a bit scared, Great Speaker, should have warned us earlier, heh.”

Anthony’s voice trembled a little, slightly panicked and a bit flustered, just like those tourists in Thrilling Park who get suddenly scared but still try to act tough, not giving away any flaws at all.

The Great Speaker laughed it off and continued leading the way.

Negris somewhat suddenly realized and whispered, “Is he testing us?”

Anthony replied, “No, it’s intimidation. Ancient emperors wanting their subjects to remain loyal would summon them to the great hall with rows of armed soldiers to scare them into not betraying. He probably wants to subjugate us, so he brought us here to intimidate.”

Negris could not help but laugh and said, “Now that you mention it, I feel his tactics are quite crude, easily seen through by you.”

Anthony shrugged, “What does it matter if it’s crude? What does seeing through it do? If we were truly a desperate group of god-forsaken faithful, would we not align with him just because we see through his intent? No, on the contrary, we would cling even harder.”

“Ah? What should we do? What if he really wants us to be loyal to him?” Negris said.

Silver coin rubbed his hands, saying affectionately, “As long as he can pay the ‘price,’ he will have the loyalty of the ‘God of Business.'”

The emphasis on the words “price” and “business” by silver coin made everyone immediately understand his meaning; if it came down to it, he could just shed the guise of the God of Business and revert to being the God of Fraudsters.

“By the way, Lord Nage, have you ever heard the name of this Mourning Bone Dragon?” Anthony asked.

Negris shook his head: “I’ve never heard of it, it’s completely outside the naming conventions of the Dragon Clan.”

Anthony said, “The soul of this Mourning Bone Dragon is so weak, it probably can’t utilize its body. It didn’t even move when greeting us, so I suspect its combat strength isn’t very strong. We should see if we can snatch it and take it back for research, such a weak soul shouldn’t give rise to a Purple Gold Body.”

“Could it be, like the Mourning Undead Soldiers, that it was artificially created?” Durken suggested.

“It’s possible, that means the place where the Mourning Undead Soldiers were created isn’t small, to accommodate such a large Bone Dragon,” Anthony mentioned.

“You dope, just construct it piece by piece and then assemble it, right?” Negris stated.

Anthony slapped his thigh, “Right, how could I not think of that? Lord Nage is truly wise.”

Negris almost wagged his tail.

In these conversations, they approached a Plane, and as they got closer, they realized that it was a Prime Material Plane, with a thick atmosphere, and a ground full of colors, plants, clouds, and oceans, with balanced elements.

However, Durken noticed another issue, “Have you noticed that all the Planes here seem to be sunlit regardless of their distance? There’s no distinction in light intensity like the difference between the Abyss and the Prime Material Planes.”

Negris explained: “That’s normal, the sun here has no consciousness, and is not the Ancient Godlight. In our Abyss Dimension, there’s no light because of the will of the Ancient Godlight, whose gaze dictates where the sunlight reaches. The Abyss is simply ignored, hence it remains dark.”

Negris had long noticed this issue that the light here isn’t cast by a particular will but radiated through the Void in all directions, hence there’s no distinction between the Abyss and Master Planes, even a fragment of rock can catch light within the Void.

“So that’s it,” Durken realized, “Do you think the sun of the Chaos Plane was originally like this one here, but one day suddenly gained consciousness, exploded, and became the Ancient Godlight?”

Was the original state of the Chaos Plane like this? Could the sun here also suddenly gain consciousness and explode? With such questions, the airship descended under the guide of the Great Speaker into the Plane.

“Hey, where are the people?” The Great Speaker suddenly asked in confusion, spreading his arms while conjuring the Soul Flames in his palms, and then clapped them together.

The Soul Flames scattered instantly, and an invisible wave of soul energy spread afar.

A Flash appeared on the distant ground, and a Mourning Skeleton instantly appeared in the air, flying towards them while exclaiming joyfully, “Teacher, you’re back? That’s wonderful.”

The Great Speaker inquired, “Is that you, Bret? What happened at home? Where has everyone gone?”

The Mourning Skeleton wailed: “Teacher, it’s the Light Disaster, the Light Disaster suddenly appeared, scorching all crops and living beings; everyone is rushing to harvest. If not harvested soon, all crops will die under the sun; many people and animals have been burned as well.”