Dragon King's Harem Chapter 393. Mysterious Structure

Dragon King's Harem Chapter 393. Mysterious Structure

Eir let out a grunt, clearly uneasy with the decision but trusting me enough to follow my lead. He glanced at the soldiers behind us, signaling them to stay on alert. I could feel their tension, their instincts urging them to be ready for battle. This was not how things usually went with Sky Serpents.

I roared again, louder this time, my voice echoing across the sky. It was an announcement to the convoy.

‘I, Eir, and the soldiers would be following the Sky Serpents for a while. You will leave without us, and you will not stop until you reach our destination city.’

A few seconds later, another distant roar, softer but clear, responded. My order had been received.

Eir and I exchanged glances. It was a gamble, but we were both enough to know when something unusual warranted further investigation. I growled at the Sky Serpent, the deep rumble of my throat carrying my command to proceed. The serpent tilted its head slightly, as if it understood, and then turned, flapping its massive wings as it began to fly. It moved with a certain grace, despite its size, and we followed.

The sight must have been strange—me, a dragon king, and four of my dragon soldiers trailing after a few Sky Serpents. And not just any Sky Serpents. One of them, the fourth one, had been wounded during our battle, its wings still battered and scarred from my Ice Lance. Yet, despite its injuries, it continued to fly, struggling to keep up with the rest of us.

Eir flew beside me, his gaze flicking between the serpents and the path ahead. I could sense his discomfort—he wasn’t used to this kind of restraint, especially not with creatures like Sky Serpents. Normally, we would have killed them by now, but something about this situation felt different.

We flew in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds being the wind rushing past us and the distant calls of other creatures in the sky. The landscape below began to change. Forests gave way to rocky outcroppings, and the air grew colder, sharper. The serpents led us into a more barren, desolate area, one that felt isolated from the rest of the territory.

Finally, after several minutes of flight, we arrived at a clearing. But this was no ordinary clearing. The ground below was jagged, with deep, unnatural cracks spreading out in all directions. A strange energy hung in the air—something old, something powerful. I could feel it in my bones, a hum that resonated deep within my chest. Whatever this place was, it wasn’t a natural formation.

The fifth serpent landed first, its wings folding in as it slithered across the ground, its eyes never leaving me. The other serpents followed suit, including the wounded one, who landed with a low growl, clearly in pain but still determined to stay upright.

Eir landed beside me, his eyes scanning the area with suspicion. "What is this place?" he muttered.

I didn’t answer immediately. My eyes were drawn to the center of the clearing, where a massive stone structure jutted out from the ground. It looked ancient, worn down by time and the elements. Symbols—ones I didn’t recognize—were etched into the stone, glowing faintly in the dim light. The energy here was stronger, more concentrated, as if this place was the source.

The fifth serpent moved toward the stone structure, its eyes still on me, as if urging me to come closer. I hesitated for a moment, my instincts telling me to be cautious. But there was no immediate threat, and my curiosity outweighed my caution.

I stepped forward, my claws digging into the rough earth as I approached the structure. The closer I got, the more the energy pulsed around me, almost as if it were alive. I could feel its pull, drawing me in, and for a moment, I forgot about the serpents. All that mattered was the strange power radiating from this place.

“What is this…?” I whispered, more to myself than to anyone else.

The fifth serpent let out a low, rumbling sound, almost like a sigh. It slithered up to the stone and placed its head against it, as if it were communicating with the ancient structure itself. The glowing symbols brightened for a moment, and the energy pulsed even stronger, vibrating through the ground.

Eir, who had been flying steadily at my side, suddenly tensed. His sharp eyes darted downward, scanning the ground below us. I could sense his confusion, mirroring my own.

The fifth serpent, the one we had been following, grunted as if in plea, its massive head turning back toward us, eyes wide with desperation. Its gaze was fixed on a specific point below.

“What does it want?” Eir growled under his breath.

I didn’t have an answer. The serpent seemed almost frantic now, its eyes flicking between us and the ground, as if begging us to understand something.

And then, in a move that startled us all, the fifth serpent dived downward. But it didn’t aim for the ground with the grace it had shown before. No, this time, it looked like it was trying to attack the earth itself. Its massive body slammed into the ground with a thud, claws digging into the dirt as it began tearing at the soil.

I narrowed my eyes, watching the scene with a mix of confusion and growing concern.

What was it doing?

Sky Serpents were creatures of the air and land, yes, but not of the earth. They had no business burrowing, no reason to dig into the ground like this.

And then I heard it.

The sixth roar.

It was faint, barely audible, but unmistakable. The deep, guttural call of another Sky Serpent—but it didn’t come from the sky. It came from below. From the very ground the fifth serpent was desperately trying to tear apart.

“What…” Eir muttered, his eyes wide in disbelief. He pulled back slightly, clearly as confused as I was. “A Sky Serpent in the ground? That’s impossible.”