Chapter 1791: You Can Call Me Master (2)
Zela trembled. He wanted to curse this undead that came out of nowhere, but he was surprised to find that he could not speak.
Not to mention speaking, his entire body was stiff. He could not even move his fingers.
Shen Yanxiao calmly pulled a chair and looked at the motionless Zela with a smile.
The way Zela looked at Shen Yanxiao was filled with fear. He could not understand why a high-level undead like him would be controlled by a low-level undead.
“Don’t be nervous. I will be just asking you a few questions.” Shen Yanxiao looked at Zela whose expression was extremely ugly and ‘kindly’ comforted him.
Zela’s expression became even more bitter.
Shen Yanxiao snapped her fingers and Zela’s expression instantly became confused.
It was the first time Shen Yanxiao had used a curse on an undead, so she was not confident. However, Zela’s reaction clearly proved that her experiment was a success!
“What’s with the Dragon Cemetery you mentioned?” Shen Yanxiao asked.
Zela opened his mouth stiffly and said slowly, “Long Yan wants to attack the North, and to urge us, he is willing to bring us to the Dragon Cemetery and resurrect those dragon corpses.”
Shen Yanxiao was surprised.
Long Yan could no longer restrain himself and wanted to attack the North?
“Why is he so eager to attack the North?”
“He said that the little golden dragon might be in the North. He won’t be able to rest easily until he kills the little golden dragon.” Zela, who was under the curse, told Shen Yanxiao what he knew in full detail.
Shen Yanxiao frowned. She had tasked Xiu to conceal the devil energy in the little golden dragon’s body so that Long Yan would not find the little golden dragon again. However, she did not expect that this method would force Long Yan to attack the entire northern region!
How much did Long Yan hate the little golden dragon? He was so unrelenting.
Or maybe, it was because he hated the little golden dragon’s father, Long Huang?
Shen Yanxiao touched her chin.
“When do you intend to set off?” Now that she knew about Long Yan and the undeads’ plan, it would not be in line with her style if she did not do something.
Zela paused for a moment before he said, “There are too many high-level dragons in the Dragon Cemetery, and there are also many eight-winged golden dragon skeletons. General Sal cannot act on his own. He must wait for His Highness to arrive before he can go.”
“Your Highness?” Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows.
“His Highness is the son of our lord, a genius among undeads. Our lord intends for His Highness to command the army of bone dragons, so General Sal cannot resurrect the eight-winged bone dragon on his own accord.”
Genius among undeads? That was an interesting t.i.tle.
Shen Yanxiao knew that those resurrected undeads would listen to the one who resurrected them at the first instance and become their most loyal servant. The number of high-level dragon skeletons in the Dragon Cemetery was very high, and Sal was merely a general among the undeads. Naturally, the leader of the undeads would not entrust so much fighting strength to a single subordinate.
Letting his son take over was naturally the best choice.
An evil thought suddenly surfaced in Shen Yanxiao’s mind.
“When will your prince arrive?”
“Within a week.”
“Have you met that prince?”
“No, we arrived at the Hidden Dragon Continent more than a thousand years ago. His Highness was born eight hundred years ago and we have yet to meet.”
Never seen him before? That’s great!
A nasty glint flickered in Shen Yanxiao’s eyes.