Swarm, Spirit Calamity, Lend Me Your Power! (9000-Word Mega Chapter, Please Vote)

Locking eyes with the dragon pupils hanging in the sky, radiating scorching brilliance like six suns, Isengard had wanted to ask the other party's identity, then ask what that thought-provoking riddle truly meant.

But he quickly realized where these dragon eyes in the sea of blood had come from.

If that enormous dragon skeleton had belonged to some second-generation True Dragon who had willingly cooperated with human experimentation, then aside from Its bones, the True Dragon's other flesh, blood, and organs surely would not have been casually discarded as waste, would they?

Even if they could not be made into "Magic Potions"... these True Dragon organs, containing endless mysteries, absolutely would not have been abandoned.

And the sea of blood where he now stood gave off not the slightest scent of blood. It even smelled faintly like engine oil and liquid metal. But there was no longer any need to say more.

This was Its remnant.

The one communicating with him was precisely that second-generation True Dragon—the original owner of the "legacy" every expedition member sought!

Facing such a Fifth Energy Level super-lifeform, even if it was merely a thread of residual will clinging to flesh and blood, Isengard did not dare act casually. But he truly wanted to know what those words just now had meant, so he could not help but ask.

"What is the Dragon of a Thousand Stars? And what are the Key of All Things and the End of Darkness?"

He stepped forward. Ripples spread across the sea of blood, which could bear a human's weight and was less like blood than gel.

The golden-haired youth's lake-green eyes met those brilliant dragon pupils. Summoning his courage, he asked about the secret behind it all.

"Ancient True Dragon, please tell me the mystery within me—what exactly