The Skeleton Dragon King breathed out a scorching dragon breath, shamelessly saying: "You brainless fool, you believe whatever others say?
If I were really transformed from the Dragon Bones of an Ancient Red Dragon, do you think you'd even have the chance to talk to me here? I would have been dismantled into a pile of bones long ago!"
"Stop putting gold on your face; the age only matters when you were still in dragon form for it to be quite evident. Once turned to bones, there's not much disparity between an Ancient Dragon and an Ancient Giant Dragon, just a few more Life Dice." The Giant Bone King retorted, unwilling to show weakness.
Even in hypothetical situations, he was unwilling to let the Skeleton Dragon King get the upper hand.
Gaven didn't want to listen to the two old rivals' pointless bickering and proactively shifted the topic: "What do the two Lords think we should do next?"
"Dispatch troops to the Flame Bone Territory!" They responded in unison.
Hmph!
