"A dragon?"
Kallen's breath caught.
Setting practical considerations aside, who could refuse the chance to raise a dragon?
Besides, Kallen had actually stood on a dragon's body and witnessed the Whip Bearer soaring through the sky atop a Frost Dragon, intimidating the pirates below.
Lord Aoji in human form and a Frost Dragon were two completely different concepts.
Once that enormous body appeared, its terrifying pressure bore down like collapsing earth and a tsunami, bringing despair.
Most importantly, in the cultures of the Markley Language Family... no, in almost every cultural sphere in this world, the Dragon Clan possessed not only great strength but also a higher symbolic significance.
By possessing one and standing upon it, you would gain a sense of dominion beyond strength itself, and that feeling was the most intoxicating of all.
The Whip Bearer might seem casual using a Frost Dragon's breath to catch ants, but if Kallen had an adult dragon, he could be even more unconventional.
"Yes, my lord, a dragon." Gus did not deliberately drag things out, but immediately continued, "A dragon that is about to be born!"
Kallen's gaze sharpened slightly. His emotions immediately settled, and he asked:
"You don't mean yourself, do you?"
"Of course not, my lord, but it does have something to do with me."
"Oh?"
"My lord, you should know that the main inheritances of our Cavern Order God Church all originated from the seven founding deities who worshipped caverns in the previous era. My lineage inherited that of the Bone Spirit God.
"The Bone Spirit God's inheritance is not limited to skeletal life forms like myself. In modern terms, it leans toward the undead. The vast majority of undead believers within the Cavern Order God Church identify themselves with the Bone Spirit God's lineage.
"In addition, the