Chapter 58: ancient clan move and the progress of the war

"It all started some eras ago. I am known as the Collector. I travel across worlds and universes, collecting souls and growing stronger... *cough*." Void smiled as he coughed.

"Wrong story, but I am a collector nonetheless. A collector of souls and a destroyer of worlds."

Void thought this with a serene smile, while Linkir, watching from behind, remained cold and distant.

The war between orcs and dragons had finally come to an end, with the dragons emerging victorious.

*Roarrrrr!*

The surviving dragons roared in triumph, their massive wings spreading as they prepared to head to the main battlefield. The remaining orcs scattered, fleeing in terror.

"Such sweet souls..." A voice echoed. All the dragons heard this just before a snap rang out.

*Snap!*

Fire surged from nowhere and everywhere, its heat unbearable.

*Roar...*