"Oh, this taste is really awful."

After the door opened, a strange smell wafted in, somewhat like the stench of decaying bodies, but with a slight variation. The space was unexpectedly vast, to the extent that even Ona's ghostly flames couldn't reach the ceiling.

"Don't mind..."

"Alright, alright, I can't see clearly in this large space anyway, you go ahead..."

Ona waved her hand.

I nodded, then waved, sending a dozen orbs flying into the sky.

"Goodness..."

Even Kanelia exclaimed in amazement.

"This is... too..."

"Big?"

I looked up and furrowed my brow.

The dragon lying inside this storage room was over a hundred meters tall, a completely different level from the one I saw underground in the hospital!

"It's like a mountain..."

Ona walked over to take a look.

"Imagine if I completely turned this body into a zombie dragon, how strong do you think its combat power would be?"

"Don't be silly, if you did that, we wouldn't be able to leave here alive at all."

"What are you saying? I'm not the kind of jerk who forces others. Even if I turn someone into a zombie, they would still be conscious. Besides, dragons, as creatures, already live long lives, but they also have limits. Who wants to die? If resurrection as a zombie is an option, why not?"

"Stop it."

Kanelia said.

"Dragons, as proud creatures, would never deign to become zombies. Transforming into a divine or shadow dragon might be acceptable, but a zombie dragon... though powerful, is simply beneath their dignity."

"Well..."

Ona scratched her head.

"Let's just focus on... wait and see."

However, before she could finish, a red shadow flashed right in front of Ona.

"Can you resurrect my father?"

This statement caused Kanelia, who was about to draw her sword, to pause and look at the girl in front of her... um, young lady, and then at me.

Finally, everyone turned to Ona.

Ona's expression was also somewhat unnatural, probably because of the pair of dragon wings and cute fangs behind this young lady in front of her.

Well, I should say dragon fangs are more appropriate.

Dolnanarel Yan Diet

LV70 Flame Knight

Innocent Flame Knight Dragon Clan Annihilator One-Hit-Kill Death Flame Leap

My goodness, a level 70 dragon, is that strong or not?

Although the level isn't particularly high, being a dragon, the attack power at level seventy is definitely extraordinary. Not to mention the dragon language magic and such, who knows the opponent's true strength.

But...

If this guy didn't have dragon wings and such, I wouldn't even know they were a dragon.

Pink short hair, deep red coat, and bare feet, well, they look more like a mischievous little girl at most.

Of course, there are those red eyes, with a flicker of fire dancing inside, as if a fireball was pulsating within.

"I..."

Ona glanced at me, then at Dolnanarel.

"I can indeed revive your father and restore his consciousness. Although he will become a zombie, it is indeed something I can do, after all, I am a dark wizard."

"Then hurry! Bring my father back to life!"

As Dolnanarel spoke, her little tail wagged behind her.

"Cough, it's not that easy. First, your father must have just died, within a month."

"Yeah, my father passed away a few days ago, at least a week ago, he left home."

"Yeah, and then gather his soul, the more we gather, the clearer his consciousness will be."

"Well…"

Dor Nanar glanced around.

"I'm not sure about that either…"

"Although I know how to summon a person's soul, but after all, they're human. It's possible to force the summoning, but if we push too hard, the other party might insist on being invited. If they don't agree, then there's nothing I can do."

"So… what about my father…"

Dor Nanar seemed quite conflicted, she didn't seem very certain either.

"I'm not sure… he… rarely stays at home."

Rarely stays at home?

I found that a bit strange. Isn't Dragon always holed up in the north? How could he rarely be at home? This is getting more and more interesting.

"Do you know where he went?"

I asked.

"Well… my father never told me."

"Yeah…"

I looked towards Ona, and said,

"Why not try summoning her father, let's give it a shot at everything, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey."

Ona came over, put her arm around my shoulder, and asked,

"What's with all the mystery, are you really so interested in her father's situation?"

"Just a bit…"

"What does Dragon's affairs have to do with us, really…"

"It won't cause you any harm, will it?"

"That's true…"

Ona turned to Dor Nanar.

"Let's get started!"