The Little Bone Dragon could talk now.
It also told Li Wei that it had awakened a Dragon Race Extraordinary Trait.
The Little Bone Dragon spat out a white Dragon Flame.
The Dragon Flame, which should have been scorching hot, instead felt icy cold.
This was Corrosive Dragon Flame, capable of stripping away life.
A power unique to the Bone Dragon, an Undead Creature.
The white Dragon Flame landed on a scrapped Magic Puppet nearby, and the Magic Puppet's body was rapidly corroded.
It was incredibly powerful.
Li Wei showed a gratified expression. 'The Little Bone Dragon finally has some real strength.'
"Hmm, not bad."
"Continue guarding the Dragon Blood Tree."
"Yes, Master."
The Little Bone Dragon lay back down in its spot. The Soul Flame in its eyes went out, and its power grew still.
Li Wei glanced at the Little Bone Dragon and subconsciously shook his head.
He still wanted to ride a dragon.
