Danyla's pupils abruptly contracted, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. Holding her breath, she stared closely at the blood-red runes seeping between the young wyverns' scales-they were unmistakably China's oracle bone script!
The mysterious symbols Danyla had once seen behind glass in a museum in her previous life were now flowing across dragon scales in another world.
"Xueh Qih..."
Aurelion's voice suddenly turned low and hoarse. He pressed his hand firmly against the young wyvern's forehead, his entire palm growing pale from the heavy blood loss.
The same happened to Isilia and Otheryon. Their lips opened and closed uncontrollably, chanting the same obscure syllables. The three voices intertwined within the cave, making even Danyla and the great dragons present feel their blood begin to boil.
As they chanted, the savagery in the three young wyverns' eyes receded like an ebbing tide, and their harsh, grating cries became much more pleasant.
After the oracle bone symbols roaming across the wyverns' heads merged into their bodies, the colors of their scales began to change as well.
The greenish-brown scales covering Aurelion's wyvern took on a bronze sheen at a visible speed, giving off a faint golden glow in the dim cave.
The little one before Isilia gradually lost its original coloring and turned blue-green, with alternating blue and green ripples appearing along the edges of its scales.
Otheryon's wyvern turned dark green all over, its shadowy hue resembling a deep pool hidden within a dense forest.
"So this is..."
Violet light flickered in Danyla's eyes. She saw countless tiny runes flowing endlessly between the triplets and the young dragons, forming crimson chains barely visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, Danyla and the triplets seemed to see fourteen towering volcanic peaks and a ceaselessly flowing river crossing layer upon