The nether dragon race had started to withdraw. The higher-ups left first, leaving behind a group to pick up the bodies of their fallen experts.7

The nether dragon race wasn’t the only one to do this; other races also wanted to gather the bodies of their fallen kin. Although some of the corpses were in pieces, if they were identifiable, they needed to be salvaged. Allowing the remains of their people to rot in the wild was unthinkable.1

Hence, Long Chen’s words enraged them. How could he forbid them from retrieving the corpses of their fallen?2

The higher-ups of the nether dragon race hadn’t gone far, so the race leader roared at Long Chen furiously.1

“What are you intending?!” he demanded.5

“Is it not obvious? This entire battlefield is my spoils of war....1