Then, the old dragon continued, and no one disturbed him. They all knew that this was the last time they would listen to their senior's story.
"I won't go into detail about the process. Let's talk about this!
"This is the Dark Formation that the Necromancer set up a thousand years ago.
"His target was me. As the top warrior of the Golden Dragon race, I was unfortunately ambushed and trapped here!
"At that time, I thought that I would rather self-destruct and die than become the Necromancer's puppet.
"However, ever since I was trapped here, I never saw him appear again.
"Do you know what happened?
"Senior, we heard a little about it. It's said that a Holy Dragon Knight appeared, killed the Necromancer, and chased away the Dark Army."
Zhang Xing replied.
After hearing that, the old dragon fell silent for a while and turned his gaze to the three young dragons.
"My three little fellows, my life has come to an end. I can't impart any more experience to you.
"However, I have a few pieces of advice for you."
The three dragons focused and pricked up their ears to listen seriously.
"Firstly, you have to shoulder the mission of protecting humans. We are best friends with humans. We are like brothers. We are not family, but we are better than family!
"Secondly, you have to constantly train yourself and make yourself stronger. You have to be constantly on guard against the Dark Army's comeback!
"Thirdly, you have to find more of your kind. Find a suitable territory for us to live in and reproduce. Don't let the Dragon race disappear from this world!
"Fourthly..."
The old dragon's figure gradually dissipated. He tried hard to say a few more words, but there was no time left.
He took one last look at Zhang Xing and the three young dragons, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He died gratified!
As the old dragon dissipated, the Dark Formation outside also ran out of energy. The entire underground began to shake.
Zhang Xing and Jin Bao stood on Black Treasure's back. They looked at the huge pit in front of them and bowed deeply!
Black Treasure and Xiao Bai hovered above the huge pit, flying in circles and refusing to leave for a long time!
A dragon's grief was even more miserable than a human's. Their cries were heart-wrenching, and grief was everywhere!
They wondered if they would meet the old dragon in their dreams in the countless nights that would follow in the years to come.
Would he dream of another miracle where the old dragon survived?
In his dreams, he listened to teachings, learned combat experience, and chatted happily with his ancestors.
Perhaps he would even dream of the scene at this very moment, reluctant to part and heartbroken!
Every time they woke up from a dream and realized that it was just a dream, the surprise was gone and the sadness was still there. After tasting the pain of losing their loved ones, what kind of concept would the little dragons have towards life?
Zhang Xing did not know!
Perhaps the hearts of dragons were stronger than that of humans, and they did not have such complicated emotions.
The sky gradually darkened, but Black Treasure and Xiao Bai still had no intention of leaving.
They landed in the pit and curled up their bodies. Their huge heads were pressed tightly against the ground, and their eyes were empty and lifeless.
At this moment, Zhang Xing could clearly feel the strong sense of parting from the three little dragons.
Just like three children who had just lost their father, their mother refused to leave and refused to believe.
Their heads, which were buried in the soil, looked like they wanted to crawl into their mother's embrace!
The fog in the swamp was much dimmer tonight. The faint moonlight passed through time and scattered across the land.
In the hazy moonlight, the old dragon's soul seemed to condense again, comforting the little dragons.
They also seemed to feel the warmth in the depths of their souls. Their eyes gradually became heavy until they fell asleep!