The other dragons spoke up one after another. The projection clone felt conflicted as it watched them. Overall, these dragons had kept their heads clear even in the face of mortal danger, and they had the courage to face death without flinching. If they could survive, some of them were bound to achieve great things in time. But in an environment like this, it would be difficult for them to escape their fate.
The projection clone's earlier thoughts had not changed much. Bringing these thirty-odd dragons out of the corpse army's outpost at the same time did not mean it had foolishly expected to save every last one of them. The corpse army might not catch up for a while, but it would keep doggedly pursuing them. What truly worried the projection clone was the reinforcements the corpse army had summoned.
If the other side's reinforcements at the Heavenly Immortal level arrived, the projection clone would have no way to withstand their methods. After all, Lu Xiaotian had split off three projection clones at once, so each was naturally weaker to some extent than a single clone would have been.
Even whether the Amethyst Mirage Dragon could ultimately escape would come down to luck. As for the other dragons, the projection clone had brought them along merely to confuse the enemy. The chances of any of them surviving in the end were vanishingly small.
"The corpse army's reinforcements could arrive at any moment. I'm not strong enough to get all of you out of here. I can only scatter you in a few places. Whether you manage to escape in the end will depend on your own luck." Seeing the dragons vying to stay behind, the projection clone felt somewhat moved. Their chances were slim, but if it could help