Evolving by devouring from a young dragon

Alduin is currently helpless against the anomaly of the dimensional rift and can only use the magic power of the magic crystals to counteract it and prevent it from spreading faster.

After all, we can't just go there in person, can we?

With his current strength, even as an epic dragon, if his physical body were to traverse the chaotic and violent dimensional rift, he would only face certain death.

He glanced down at the bone fragment he had taken from the lich's corpse.

This thing survived his fiery dragon breath attack unscathed; perhaps we can find some clues from it.

After returning to the dragon's lair, he began to study the bone fragments.

Although he had never seen the twisted symbols on them before, they were briefly recorded in his dragon heritage.

This is ancient spirit language.

With his linguistic ability, he quickly translated the information above.

"In this legendary battle, the Bone Dragon Emperor perished here. His body was sealed underground, and his descendants are forbidden to open or disturb it."

Auduin narrowed his eyes.

Bone Dragon Emperor?

There is no record of this type of dragon in his memory, so it seems to be an exaggeration by other races.

He continued reading.

"The seal is locked by the earth's veins, with seven nodes and eleven veins. As long as the nodes are not broken, the seal will not be destroyed."

Auduin looked up toward the direction of the Bone Hill.

The necromantic array that the lich set up on the dimensional rift caused the rift to spread, and the dragon-locking array further activated the nodes within it, causing the seal to break.

Upon seeing this, Auduin suddenly understood.

No wonder there is such a dangerous dimensional rift in the Bone Hills. It turns out that this place is a weak point in the plane, and someone even used the power of space to suppress and seal a powerful dragon here.

Now that the seal has broken, the dimensional rift is spreading continuously, and there is no sign of it repairing itself.

He gave a cold laugh.

That lich was truly cunning; he wanted to seize his dragon soul to become a dragon lich, and also wanted to break the seal and convert the dragon's remains sealed inside into his own minions.

pity……

Auduin shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it.

The most important thing now is the "Bone Dragon Emperor" sealed inside.

A dragon that is sealed away yet still able to draw rifts between the material plane and the plane of the dead is definitely not some legendary bone dragon.

Although bone dragons are dragons, they are not true dragons. They are merely the husks of dragons after their death, controlled by necromantic magic, and have no self-awareness.

Therefore, after he swallowed the bone dragon, he only gained the power of the lich, not the power of the dragon.

So, what was sealed inside was just another legendary dragon, but its species was unknown.

However, the being that can be called the "Bone Dragon Emperor" by the sealer should be something that looks similar to a bone dragon...

In Alduin's memory, there are many dragons that look similar to bone dragons, all resembling skeletal skeletons.

For example, the Bone Dragon, Skeleton Dragon, Astral Bone Dragon, Nether Dragon, Lich Dragon, etc...

The lich dragons mentioned here are different from dragon liches; the former is a type of dragon, while the latter is a branch of the lich.

Because there are so many different kinds, it's difficult to determine which legendary dragon died there.

The information on the bone fragments indicates that the dragon's body was buried here after it had died.

What deeper meaning lies behind this remains unknown.

Auduin snapped out of his daze and stopped thinking about it.

Regardless of what species is buried below, he has no intention of letting it see the light of day again.

The seal, combined with negative energy nodes, is enough to turn its territory upside down.

He didn't care whether the sealed legendary dragon was dead or alive.

Even if you die, you will emerge as a body corrupted by necromantic magic.

He was alive, imprisoned for thousands of years, and the first thing he did after being released was to settle accounts with him.

Neither of these is what he wants to see.

but……

Auduin looked at one of the bone fragments and frowned slightly.

The method to repair the seal was clearly engraved on it, but when he looked at the rest of the text, the words seemed like a swarm of crawling ants, obscure and incomprehensible.

This is not normal.

He possesses the innate talent of an ancient dragon, with a near-law-level ability to understand languages. He can understand all kinds of writing, ancient languages ​​of various races, incantations, and secret phrases—anything that can be called a "language."

But he couldn't understand the patterns on the bone fragments.

Either it's being obscured by higher-level information, or it's not a language at all.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the sea of ​​his soul.

The lich's soul fragments were still being digested. After being devoured, most of his memories had dissipated, leaving only some fragments about soul research.

Those soul fragments contained snippets of the lich's notes, experimental records, and spell models, but no direct information about the bone fragments.

He hesitated for a moment, then changed his approach.

Since the memories are incomplete and cannot be directly known, let's start with the lich's life.

He calmed himself down and began to search his mind, piecing together those fragmented memories.

Countless images flashed rapidly through the dragon's memory.

A barren wasteland of bones, where not a blade of grass grows; a black-covered ancient book that a lich is engrossed in studying; countless lives slaughtered and sacrificed beneath the altar; and the eerie green glow of a necromancy array in operation…

He filtered out the useless fragments of memory, pieced together the remaining key information one by one, and finally a clear picture was firmly fixed in the depths of his mind.

The location of the Lich's Tower.

The coordinates appeared in my mind; they were neither on the western continent nor on the eastern continent, but rather stuck in a dimensional rift.

The lich used high-level spatial magic to hide it, and only a matching soul fluctuation can activate it.

Auduin opened his eyes.

He knew all too well the nature of these paranoid liches; all their core research and methods for breaking their secrets were fully recorded in the Lich Tower's books and manuscripts.

The solution to the strange patterns on the bone fragments that defy explanation must lie hidden in the wizard's tower suspended in the dimensional rift.

Alduin rolled his vertical pupils and then spoke.

"Grimm".

Grimm rushed in.

"Keep an eye on the territory, I'm going out for a bit."

"Yes, great dragon!" Grimm replied.

Auduin stood up and walked out of the dragon's lair.

At the edge of the decaying swamp, he closed his eyes, drew a wisp of energy from the lich's soul fragment, and his dragon claw traced a mysterious trajectory in the air.

Then, his magical power surged wildly, disappearing in an instant, and a huge passage appeared in front of him.

Auduin looked up and saw nothing but emptiness.

Without the slightest hesitation, he strode towards the spatial passage in front of him, outlined by the fluctuations of the lich's soul. His massive body instantly disappeared into it.

The spatial passage that had just been opened closed without leaving a trace, as if it had never existed.