A barren land… the Nürburg mountains in front of Lee Gong-Myung were in ruins.  Suddenly, Lee Gong-Myung felt a chill running down his spine. 

Ba-dump! Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump!

His heart began to race. 

Drip. 

Cold sweat flowed down his skin. 

Don’t tell me...

He didn’t have a good feeling. In fact, it wasn’t just a feeling. The sight in front of him was telling him a rough story. Evidence of battle, splashes of blood everywhere. Destroyed weapons lying around. 

And…

“Cyamodus!”

The death of the gigantic fire turtle, Cyamodus, was extremely shocking. 

“What in the world…!?” 

Something was definitely wrong. 

However, it was unlikely that the whole group had been massacred by just the Gold Dragon. 

Most notably, there wasn’t a single dead body in the area. 

If a massacre did happen, then numerous corpses of the soldiers and explorers were to be expected. 

Think about it. Would a monster like a dragon clean up the battlefield? 

One could assume that the Gold Dragon had...