The cruel curve at the corner of Wings of Calamity's mouth froze instantly as his massive body snapped upright.
Sacred Radiance–rank mind power surged outward in an instant, covering a territory spanning hundreds of millions of miles!
Glegor and the other skeletal generals also extended their perceptions toward the distant reaches.
"A small imperial force has breached our clan's outer territories. They're already engaged in battle."
"Glegor, go deal with it,"
Wings of Calamity said with a hint of disappointment.
The scale was far too small—hardly enough to relieve his boredom.
Glegor acknowledged the order and led a ten-thousand-strong skeletal legion charging out of Nisno Valley.
Wings of Calamity cast a glance at the dancers before him, who were trembling in terror, their beauty drained of all color.
A layer of mist suddenly erupted from his body, transforming into the shadow of a black dragon. With a single snap of its massive jaws, it devoured all the dancers whole.
