"Indeed, it's a dragon, a black dragon that has been dead for who knows how many years..."
The Big Black Cat muttered to himself, his demeanor somewhat out of control for a moment.
Once he stepped past the Bronze Giant Door, he had this magical feeling.
Now that he had reached the end of the mountain range, this feeling had actually become a reality.
This incredibly massive Black Dragon Head, gazing up at the sky, its eyes wide open, seemed filled with indignant unwillingness.
It was as if, before death, the Black Dragon wanted to resist something.
"Big Brother, I think this Black Dragon is terrifying...," Kitten Bao stammered, her eyes wide with fear as she trembled beside him.
The Big Black Cat nodded solemnly.
This massive Black Dragon Head, although petrified, still showed scales as black as ink, shimmering with a cold, dark light.
