We, The Burning Legion, Will Make Sure Of That!
Editor: Henyee Translations
In a swamp, Sargeras carefully pushed aside the grass. "There," he said excitedly in a low voice, pointing at a three-meter-long snake with green eyes. "That's a Green-eyed Magical Snake. Its core is worth 20 roujiamos."
"20?!" Kil and Monde panted, their eyes shining with excitement. One was holding a sack, and the other had an iron rod in his hand.
This swamp was called the Black Swamp, and was about 10 miles south of Chaos City. It belonged to giant dragons. The Silent Mountains, Dark Abyss, and Valley of Thorns were all not far from here. Different types of magical beasts were living in these places. Rare herbs and animals could also be found here.
There weren't many dragons, and most of them lived on their island. They didn't deign to come to these dangerous places. They were using them as their natural defensive barrier. No one could cross it without powerful strength and a flying mount.