Dragons, biological servants of the High Ones Civilization.
These terrifying creatures, engineered through the High Ones' life sciences, possessed extraordinarily powerful adaptability and could hybridize with almost any living creature.
Even their blood, if it contaminated a being whose bloodline or strength was insufficient, would turn that being into a Dragon Bloodline.
There was no doubt that they were a powerful species—so powerful that Wizards had spent an unknown amount of time during the Age of Ignorance before finally overthrowing the Dragons' throne.
And now, these powerful creatures seemed to have become members of the Spirit Desert Civilization.
"Do you raise Dragons too?" Richard asked, turning his head.
"Raise?"
At those words, a flicker of anger flashed through Shi Dangdang's gem-like eyes.
"What do you mean, raise? Dragons are the Sand Spirits' best friends!"
"Oh? Friends..."
A trace of surprise flashed through Richard's heart, followed by an interested smile.
"This truly overturns everything I know. Friends of Dragons... Those Dragons, arrogant to the marrow of their bones, actually became friends with you. This is far too interesting."
With a wave of Richard's hand, the sand on the ground rose out of thin air and formed an enormous stone pillar, pointing the way for the Dragons.
Shi Dangdang was merely a juvenile Sand Spirit and knew very little.
Richard needed to find a more mature Sand Spirit to learn about this civilization.
"Captain, look at that pillar!"
At the front of the enforcement squad, a Dragon suddenly cried out.
Behind him, a three-headed Dragon narrowed its eyes. Its vertical pupils expanded, and an invisible Dragon Might instantly enveloped the entire squad.
"That fellow is showing us the way," said the Dragon called captain, its middle head speaking slowly.
Showing them the way?
The squad members were stunned.
"This isn't some