On this huge mountain, there was actually a group of straight cracks, and there was one every few meters.
Clearly, this was not a mountain, but a stack of rocks.
Lorne placed his hand on the rock and activated Identification.
Ding!
"Congratulations on discovering a building material: Ancient Giant Rock!"
Indeed, the mountain in front of Lorne was made of ancient rocks.
It was difficult to estimate the size of this mountain, because it was connected to the western mountain range of the Cold Desolate Dragon City and had completely fused with these giant rocks.
According to his initial estimation, he should be able to repair most of the city walls.
This was good news.
As long as the city wall was repaired, other buildings were not a problem. After all, the city wall was the main defense against attacks. Other residences and workshops could be built with ordinary materials.
The only pity was that there were no other materials here. If he wanted to repair the workshop, these rocks were not enough.
Lorne was helpless. Many of the storage rooms in this warehouse area were empty. He wondered who had come here and cleaned up the place.
"Strange, why is the dragon nest here?"
Opening the map again, Lorne found that the dragon nest that was most likely to have gems was at the back of the Dragon City. The dragon nest marked on the map was very long and narrow, looking like a canal from the map.
He left the storage area and passed through the hall that had nothing. He arrived at the back of the city and saw a bottomless abyss.
On both sides of the abyss were countless caves that were filled with claw marks.
Lorne was familiar with these caves. They were clearly the lair of the dragons, but this place was too steep for him to enter.
He could only let the Long Tongue Bat scout the situation.
The little guy did not know fear as it charged into the dragons' nest.
With the help of his pet's shared view, Lorne could see what was happening inside. The cave was dark, and there were no gems inside.
However, that did not stop Lorne from exploring.
He began to let the Long Tongue Bat investigate the caves below.
Time passed little by little.
When the Long Tongue Bat reached the hundredth cave, Lorne could no longer hold back.
He did not have much time left. There were only a few hours until the mission expired. He could not waste any more time here.
Lorne began to follow the abyss. At the edge was another valley. From the map, that was where the dragon had been buried after its death.
To Lorne, that place was more tempting.
As he thought, he arrived deep in the valley and was quickly shocked by the scene before him.
In the interior of this mountain gap, there was an incomparably huge cave, but this was not the key area. The true target was still deeper in the cave.
Lorne followed the path deeper underground. The space inside grew larger and darker.
Not long after, Lorne saw a huge black skeleton in the corner of the cave. There was faint black smoke coming from the bones. Clearly, the skeleton had been severely corroded by the undead power.
As he neared, the black smoke on the skeleton gradually condensed into the appearance of a dragon.
"Human? Your aura is very strange." The dragon soul said in an old voice.
"Under the command of Lord Hamut, the Dragon of Light, I came to the ruins of the war to find the dragons corroded by the power of darkness and bring your souls and bodies back to the Church of Light to rest in peace."
"No wonder you have a rich aura of light on you. It seems that you should be deeply loved by Lord Hamut."
The dragon soul said, "A thousand years have passed. Our souls are finally freed."
"Our? Are there other dragons here?"
"Yes." The dragon soul said, "A thousand years ago, the ultimate battle of light and darkness broke out. I once followed Lord Walter to fight the bone dragon army at the Lake of Death, but because there were too many enemies, my companions and I were severely injured by the dark bone dragon, and even the team was completely scattered."
"However, we were lucky to discover the former Cold Desolate Dragon City and used the soul power of the dragons here to maintain a long life. Unfortunately, we did not survive in the end. In the end, because the dark energy was too deeply infected, our souls were unable to leave the ruins of the war."
"Soul power?"
"Yes, this is the tomb of the dragon in the Cold Desolate Dragon City. All the dead dragons will be buried here."
The dragon soul said, "Because many dragons will be infected with the power of darkness when they die, they thought of using the soul power of other deceased dragons to dilute the power of darkness on the dragon corpses. It was also because we absorbed the remaining soul power here that we lived for many years."
"Then how did you become like this?"
Lorne was curious. The other party had said that the power of the dragon soul could disperse the power of darkness, but they, who had absorbed the power of the dragon soul, were now corroded by the same power of darkness. This was contradictory.
"I'm ashamed to say this, but at that time, the first thing we thought of was to heal our injuries and prolong our lives."
"However, after we recovered most of our injuries, we realized that we did not have enough dragon soul power to disperse the dark power, so after that, we all suffered from the corrosion of the dark power."
The dragon soul said in shame.
"What about the other dragons?"
"They should be in the tomb too. Everyone found a random spot."
"By the way, have you seen the resources in the warehouse of the Cold Desolate Dragon City?" Lorne asked eagerly.
These dragons had arrived here a thousand years ago. Perhaps they had also collected some treasures.
The dragon soul said, "At that time, there were still many treasures in the Dragon City. We searched everywhere, and the treasures accumulated by everyone were piled up in the nest."
Damn, it really existed!!!
Lorne's eyes widened as he quickly asked, "Where is your nest?"
"If you're thinking of finding treasures, don't bother. In order to survive, we found the huge beasts of the Lake of Death and used the treasures of the dragons to exchange for many medicinal herbs to prolong their lives, so we sold most of the treasures already."
Damn!
If not for the fact that he had promised his mother not to kill anyone this year, the bastard would have been reduced to bone powder by Lorne's short staff.
