"Lord Zela, we have gained a lot this time. The general should be satisfied when we return." An intermediate-level undead responsible for transporting the dragons rode a skeleton horse to an high-level undead.
The high-level undead seated on the gray skeleton was named Zela.
"Satisfied? They're just ordinary dragons. We'll see when we can bring back a six-winged silver dragon for you." Zela snorted.
Ever since the undeads came to the Hidden Dragon Continent, the hunt for the dragons had never stopped. They had captured countless ordinary earth dragons and sky dragons, but the number of four-winged red dragons and above had always been scarce.
As the only dragon that could not fly, earth dragons were easily captured by the undeads. Even though the sky dragons could fly, their speed was not fast because they only had two wings. They only needed to send out bone dragons to capture them with ease.
