Chapter 1790: You Can Call Me Master (1)
“How dare you say that! What did you tell me at that time? Did you tell me that the mutant earth dragon would eat undeads? Did you tell me that the red dragon would rain fire on us? How dare you quibble? I’ll tear your bones apart today!” Uther was so furious that he wished he could tear Zela into pieces.
The encirclement and suppression of the two mutant dragons had caused him to suffer heavy losses, and Sal had even criticized him.
Uther was not an idiot. If Zela had explained the situation of those two mutant dragons from the start, he would not have run to his death so rashly.
Wasn’t Zela concealing the truth to pull him into the water?
“General Sal has already decided not to pursue this matter, so why are you still trying to argue with me?” Zela became bolder when he saw Uther being pulled by another high-level undead.
Shen Yanxiao hid among the undeads and looked at the dog-eat-dog drama with a smile.
She had seen Zela and Uther before, and she had also appreciated the scene of them getting chased by Vermilion Bird and Taotie until they crawled all over the ground. Now that she saw those two idiots fighting in the city of the undead, she was in a good mood.
“General Sal has to deal with the matter of the Dragon Cemetery. How can he have the time to care about a piece of garbage like you!” Uther shouted.
Shen Yanxiao was shocked.
She had heard of the Dragon Cemetery from Qian Yuan. Countless high-level dragons were buried there.
Did the undeads intend to use the dragon corpses in the Dragon Cemetery to resurrect undead bone dragons?
Shen Yanxiao’s good mood had disappeared without a trace at this very moment. If the undeads succeeded, it would be a devastating disaster for the dragons in the North.
She did not know how many high-level dragon corpses there were in the Dragon Cemetery.
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However, as long as three to four eight-winged golden dragons were resurrected by the undead, it would absolutely be a nightmare!
Shen Yanxiao would never stand by and watch this happen. Even if the dragons in the North were idiots, she had to care about the safety of the little golden dragon and her parents.
Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes and the teasing intent in her eyes disappeared without a trace. She stared at Zela who was being scolded by Uther and a plan surfaced from the bottom of her heart.
Amid Uther’s curses, Zela craftily slipped away.
The recoverability of a high-level advanced undead was extremely strong and his injuries healed very soon. All the low-level undead that pa.s.sed by him showed absolute respect and reverence towards him.
Enjoying the reverent gaze of low-level undeads, Zela put his hands behind his back and returned to his residence.
Even though Zela’s status among the high-level undead was not high, he was still a purebred undead. His residence was very s.p.a.cious and the decorations in his room were extremely luxurious.
Looking at the dust all over his body, Zela frowned and went to the bedroom to change into a clean set of clothes.
However, the next second after he entered the room, he suddenly saw a black shadow appearing before him.
The next second, an unprepossessing undead face appeared before his eyes.
“Who are you?! How dare you trespa.s.s into my room?!” Zela was furious when he saw that the trespa.s.ser was a low-level undead.
Not only did this low-level undead not reveal a trace of fear, but a nasty smile curled on her lips instead. A teasing glint flashed past her exceptionally clear eyes and a voice laced with a strong smile sounded in Zela’s ears.
“If you like, you can call me master.”