"Dragon An's Corpse, Bronze Gate?"
With a strange expression on his face, the Annihilator Overlord forcibly endured the pain and spoke softly as half a body secretly grew out, flesh writhing all over him:
"Emperor Lin."
"If you don't know what happened to the corpse, we know even less."
"In fact, none of us noticed that Dragon An's corpse had gone missing. Or rather, his corpse had already been completely digested from the very beginning."
"At least, I personally saw his corpse being divided into several pieces. The portion on the Mutant side was put into the Transformation Core long ago and turned into nourishment."
"Do you suspect that someone among us stole the corpse?"
He seemed quite curious about Lin An's ability to become "Dragon An" as well.
The Annihilator Overlord answered the first question uneasily.
To be honest, they had never considered Lin An in connection with Dragon An's identity at first, simply because they never thought it was possible for a corpse to come back to life.
Later, the White Bone Monster had looked far too much like Dragon An, so they had reached this horrifying possibility.
As for a traitor stealing the corpse? Sorry, he truly had no idea. The Mutants probably had never considered it either, and such a thing could not have happened.
As for traitors, there really were not many. Most had died in various accidents, leaving only him.
Those who were not of one's race would always harbor different intentions. Every race understood that principle.
Noticing that the Annihilator's mental fluctuations showed nothing unusual, Lin An nodded slightly after listening, signaling for him to continue, though the doubts in his heart only deepened.
Was the Trader from the Mutated? Or was the answer that Chu An had deceived him?
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