The Darkness Beneath the Dragon Witch Chief's Statue Split Open, and a Monster Was Waiting for Him

The strange sound rang out once, then vanished.

The entire square was silent. There was no wind, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Dago was certain he had not imagined the sound. Recalling where it had come from, he turned his gaze.

Toward the dragon-shaped statue of Bahafus, the Dragon Witch Chief.

His expression calm, Dago slowly walked toward the statue.

Beneath his robes, Yitai flowed over his skin like water.

There were no free-floating energy particles in the Myriad Spirits Space, but that did not mean casting spells was completely impossible. Without external energy particles to reinforce them, spells powered solely by the energy one produced or stored within oneself would simply be far weaker.

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His fine enchanted boots, sewn from the hide of a third-tier magical beast, struck the ground with clear, steady footsteps.

Dago approached the dragon statue step by step, carefully examining it inch by inch, from the top of the black dragon all the way down.

Nothing had changed.

Dago had an excellent memory. Bahafus's enormous dragon statue had caught his attention the moment he set foot in the Statue Square, and he remembered every detail. He was therefore quite certain that the statue had not changed at all.

But when his gaze reached the statue's base, it paused briefly.

The shadow had changed!

The shadow the enormous dragon statue cast on the ground had changed shape, growing somewhat larger.

Dago looked up and surveyed his surroundings.

Black stone pillars stood around the square's perimeter. Orange flames burned silently atop them, providing the light that illuminated the entire square.

The light sources had not changed either.

Then why had the shadow changed?

Dago's eyes flickered as he continued toward the statue. Upon reaching the spot where he had previously tried to receive the