Chapter 219: Undead Cataclysm

When Muria saw the pitiful Golden Dragon, his first reaction was: the mage tower that Kaslana had built was really sturdy. Its earthquake resistance was MAX. Despite such a big hole being smashed into it, they hadn't felt anything from above.

The second reaction was: Damn, this Golden Dragon is tragic!

The Golden Dragon that had crashed into the Mage Tower was nearly eighty meters long—about half its body hung outside the tower while the vast majority of its body was lodged within.

On its body were four eerie black claw marks that had almost torn it apart. You could see black smoke rising from these claw marks, the scent of curse, death, resentment, decay, and other negative forces was extremely distinct.

"Undead power!" Muria landed next to the Golden Dragon, which was so injured it couldn't even control its own body, and looked at Kaslana, who was casting healing spells on the miserable Golden Dragon.