Bone Dragon

This was their first time seeing a creature known as a "dragon."

There was no flesh or skin on its body, only clearly defined joints and yellowed, mottled bones that exuded an immensely ancient aura. Like those liches, soul fire burned within its skull, and paired with that maw of sharp teeth, it looked exceptionally vicious. A pair of bony wings extended from its massive spine, flapping slowly, while its long tail swept back and forth... The Bone Dragon's magnificent body crouched low to the ground, and every step it took left behind a footprint at least half a meter deep.

This epic-level monster, one that existed only in legends and had never truly been witnessed by anyone, had appeared "alive and kicking" before them.

Benjamin could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

"So... dragons really exist in this world?"

The system fell silent for several seconds before suddenly saying, "Actually, they do not. According to records in certain ancient texts, this creature should have gone extinct long ago. What you are seeing now is merely a corpse."

Benjamin pressed a hand to his forehead speechlessly.

Of course he knew it was a corpse! But the point was... if a corpse could move, possessed its own consciousness, and could swallow people whole, then what the hell was the difference whether it was a corpse or not?

No matter what, the situation was looking rather grim. His negotiations with that "Bone Spirit" had clearly fallen apart. So, it had dragged out its true body—the Bone Dragon—to make them suffer. Benjamin did not even know whether he could defeat this Bone Dragon.

"Dean... what should we do?" The male mage turned to him and asked helplessly.

Benjamin drew a deep breath and said, "You attack first. Test it out."

The mages