A white fox with three tails flew lazily over a vast landscape of scorched land. Sitting on top of it, Liam cautiously looked at the fort in the distance. Was nothing really going to pop out of that fort and attack them?
He looked at the undead wyvern flying next to them for an answer. "Master, perhaps because of my presence, my brothers and sisters are not attacking you?"
"Hmmm…" Liam nodded. The truth was that unless they went there and checked it out, they wouldn't know the answer to this question. There was no point in playing the guessing game now.
The group soon arrived at the fort, which looked eerily quiet from the outside.
"So this is the place that is supposed to be full of treasures?" Liam bitterly smiled. Only a truly brain-dead idiot or a naive child would fall for such a blatant trap.
However, he was here. So he had to step inside and check it out. If one did not take risks, there wouldn't be any rewards.
Liam took a deep breath and walked toward the fort. Just to be cautious, he summoned Crawford and the howler demon to stand beside him as well, all of them forming a small party.
And in front of them, the two giant doors of the fort were wide open. They were free to enter the building. There were no guards, guardian beasts, or anything of that sort.
"Of course, the doors are open." Liam chuckled wryly. The place was luring everyone with open arms. They walked inside, and the first thing they noticed was the really tall ceiling. From the outside, the fort did not look very tall, but it sure did now.
Everyone looked up instinctively as they felt a chill brush past their bodies as if someone was watching them. Were the rest of the elven wyrens hanging out at the top of this ceiling? Liam almost expected the giant reptile birds to fly down, pouring fire and hail on them.
However, nothing of that sort happened.
"Master, that way." The wyvern lifted his paw and pointed forward.
Liam nodded, and the group walked in that direction. The whole place was still quiet, with only the sound of their own footsteps echoing in the huge space.
"Is this really a prison?" Liam couldn't believe it. Shouldn't there be more guards or some other beasts? There also weren't any signs of disturbance or fighting. The fort seemed as if it was completely deserted.
"Let's keep walking."
The fort was just as long as it was tall, and the group continued walking through several twists and turns. The path ahead of them seemed never-ending.
"Are we really going on the right path?" Liam frowned.
The wyvern, however, confidently bobbed his head up and down. Seeing this, Liam could only trust the beast and continued walking forward. Soon they arrived in front of another gigantic pair of gates.
This one was rather different. It seemed to be made of some sort of special metal and looked extremely strong and sturdy. There were also numerous mysterious runes carved on this gate, making it look very threatening.
"What is there on the other side?" Liam asked.
"Nothing?" The wyvern cocked his head to the side and answered. "The path ahead simply continues."
Liam let out a deep breath and tried pushing the door open. However, the door was very heavy and it did not budge. "Here, why don't you open it?" He let the wyvern do the work.
The draconian beast grunted and stepped forward casually. This was the home of the beast, so he was used to these halls and this path. He did not seem nearly as anxious as Liam.
The wyvern raised his paw and confidently pushed open the door. And as he did… the deafening silence that prevailed in the fort up until now was suddenly gone. Instead, loud screeching and roaring sounds filled the halls.
Liam's jaw dropped to the floor as he stared at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Looking right back at him were millions and millions of lizard men? Or whatever they were?
What the hell?
More importantly, at the center of this big mess, waving around a huge flame, was a small human figure.
Liam immediately recognized him. Or rather, he recognized the big dragons standing around this kid. They were not drakes, lesser dragons, or wyverns. There were real dragons, even if they weren't fully grown up yet.
And in the entire 'Evolution Online' game, there was only one person who actually managed to do this, to tame real dragons. He was extremely popular both in this lifetime and the previous one, but after the apocalypse descended, the kid was nowhere to be seen.
Countless people had wished for this dragon king, as he was fondly named, to save the world, but he was nowhere to be seen.
And right now, this kid was standing in front of Liam, surrounded by the huge horde of monstrous lizard men. Liam also had no doubt that he was the same person who had snatched away his kill. What the fucking hell? Just what was happening? Why was he here?
However, he did not have the time to think about this at the moment. One look at Liam and his group, and everything changed!
"What? You came here for the treasure? You want to get revenge?" The kid smirked arrogantly, and before Liam could do anything, his dragons started clearing a path for him. The beasts actually clashed against a wall of the fort and broke it open.
"The treasure is mine, and as for the revenge, first survive this, and then come find me." Shouting loudly, the kid and the five dragons entered through this hole, fending off the lizardmen at their throat. Of course, once they crossed the hole, they blocked the path.
Meanwhile, the attention of all the lizardmen turned completely toward Liam.
Thousands upon thousands of lizardmen swarmed in the direction of the small group of five. They were coming out of everywhere, every nook, corner, pillar, and ceiling. They were never-ending.
And all of them gave their complete and utter undivided attention to Liam!
