The Idiot Succubus

"These old fossils who haven't shown themselves in so long actually couldn't sit still and came out... I thought they'd long since been cremated in the Twilight Abyss. I never expected them to be hiding this deeply."

"They really can live..."

With a casual glance, Fei Mi's eyes reflected an incomparably massive figure.

The figure had a dragon's head and scaled wings. Its withered crimson eyes were streaked with blood, like some creature that had just crawled out of a bloody purgatory. Its mere presence made many nearby creatures afraid to approach!

It was a rare existence in this world, one that had nearly gone extinct in the Shadow World—an existence even rarer than the Elf race.

The Dragon race.

As that majestic and resolute figure appeared, nearly half the sky of the Twilight Abyss was blotted out by its enormous silhouette.

Many figures still immersed in their small worlds, unable to emerge in time, were startled awake by the Dragon race's appearance.

Then, the entire Twilight Abyss Third Layer descended into chaos.

Countless strange figures arrived one after another, like a dance of demons. Brilliant lights of every color suddenly burst from countless conspicuous and inconspicuous creatures, as if responding to that massive figure in the sky.

Beast-headed creatures were especially numerous. Figures that had previously been watching from the cliff walls now followed cautiously behind the dragon's tail as though paying homage.

Even from a great distance, those orcs gazed devoutly at the aged dragon silhouette in the air.

"After all these years, I thought the Dragon race had died out just like the Elf race. I didn't expect them to still be shamelessly clinging to life."

Fei Mi muttered, a trace of disdain flashing across her face.

In the current world, the only races still proud of