At this moment, the fact that Zong Shen could cross the ice shell and appear here was enough to prove that he had not been lying.
When it mattered, big brother was still the reliable one.
The people before him were already considered major figures among the native inhabitants of the great city.
But before Zong Shen, they were just a bunch of little brothers.
"My lord! What happened to the Frost Bone Dragon that created the ice-shell prison earlier?"
Count Les Kazan asked curiously.
Ever since the massive ice shell had appeared, they had been unable to see what was happening outside.
That Frost Bone Dragon, over three hundred meters long, had left a deep impression on everyone.
The scene, like the descent of a natural disaster, had reminded them of a world-ending calamity.
At least, that was how it had felt to the people of Lentax Great City.
Despair had been the emotion stirring within everyone's hearts at the time.
Unlike Zong Shen, who had complete knowledge of the situation, they did not know the truth behind it.
They had only assumed that the church had used some method to revive a terrifying ancient Frost Bone Dragon.
Most people had little understanding of churches, rituals, and so-called divine projections.
They were even less able to tell the difference between them.
In any case, to them, it was all a method employed by the church.
As for what specific method it was, that was difficult to discern.
Most importantly, the ritual methods of different churches varied greatly as well.
Some appeared utterly ordinary, while others were incredibly exaggerated.
Under such circumstances, unless one understood the traditions and details of every church, it was simply impossible to figure it out in a hurry.
Judging solely from appearances, the methods displayed