Waxing Crescent Island, the burial ground, in the desolate burial ground among the rugged and strange rocks, the originally dense negative energy has now become very thin, almost imperceptible.

A battle is taking place here.

A total of five burly, about two and a half meters tall, shark tiger warriors are fighting back and forth with a skeleton.

The bones of this skeleton are crystal clear and integrated, except for a missing rib.

With a beautiful luster.

Unlike many low-level skeletons, the bones are lifeless and pale, and are covered with cracks.

Block!

The skeleton with a bone spear turned around, sweeping horizontally. The bone spear, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, knocked away a shark tiger warrior’s iron knife. Behind, another shark tiger warrior opened his arms and pounced, but the skeleton kicked off the ground, dodging the tiger’s pounce in mid-air, with an unusually agile movement.

Then, to Saga’s surprise.

Buzz!

A pair of bone wings suddenly spread out from behind the skeleton.

It flew low, maneuvering and fighting alone against five shark tiger warriors without falling behind.

“It has evolved wings, what kind of skeleton is this?”

“It looks quite agile in close combat, could it be a mutant flying skeleton warrior?”

“Right, where did it get the bone spear from?”

Swish!

Two shark tigers threw a tough and large net, covering the small skeleton.

The soul fire in the eye sockets of the small skeleton fluctuated more sharply, and then, the tip of the bone spear in its right hand ignited a cluster of blue flames, covering the entire spearhead.

Chi!

The bone spear chopped down from above, splitting the tough net made of magical plant fibers in half.

With flapping wings, the small skeleton held a sharp bone spear nearly two meters long, with agile and nimble movements, looking quite impressive, completely different from its previous weak appearance.

Clang!

A head-sized stone was thrown by a shark tiger, hitting the skeleton’s head just as it had split the net and revealed its power.

But the small skeleton, flying low about four or five meters from the ground, just tilted its head.

The soul fire in its eye sockets fluctuated more violently, and its body swayed.

At the same time, the shark tigers roared and leaped from all directions, pouncing on the small skeleton and pinning it to the ground, suppressing it so it couldn’t move.

“The burial ground formed by the bones of over a thousand gnolls and three mind warlocks has transformed it from a first-order mindless skeleton into a third-order mutant skeleton.”

“Well, based on its performance, it’s probably not Tig’s opponent. A third-order being suppressed by five first-order ordinary shark tigers.”

The small skeleton is only about one meter seven tall.

While the ordinary shark tigers have a burly physique of two and a half meters.

“But it used to look shaky even when walking, so this transformation is huge.”

Saga looked down at the small skeleton, which was being suppressed by the shark tigers, with only its head exposed and still struggling.

He squinted, seeing that the soul fire in the small skeleton’s eye sockets was much more intense than before, fluctuating like a flickering flame in the wind during its struggle, revealing a stubborn emotional fluctuation.

“Having gained basic intelligence, but it still doesn’t look very smart.”

Saga ordered, “Alright, let it go.”

The shark-like tiger men stood up and released the suppressed small skeleton.

The small skeleton stood up, its bone wings folded and retracted behind its back, holding a bone spear in one hand, looking a bit puzzled as it gazed at the small golden dragon with diamond-like scales in front of it.

For some reason, it felt very familiar with Saga.

Why does it feel so familiar?

With no memories and just born intelligence, the small skeleton fell into contemplation with a blank mind.

At this moment, it saw the other party smiling at it.

“Hey, little one, have you forgotten who I am?”

Saga remembered that the newly born intelligence of undead creatures is very unstable, meaning they are very easily fooled.

Looking at the small skeleton, which showed a puzzled emotion, the golden hatchling dragon pretended to be dignified, lowered its voice, and said, “I placed you in the burial ground to allow you to develop intelligence and break free from the lowest level of ignorance.”

“This is my gift to you, it is your honor.”

“Now, come over and kneel before your king, showing your respect and submission.”

Without using a super gravity field, the dragon’s authority, wrapped in a hint of electromagnetic force, pressed down.

Buzz!

The intangible and formless dragon’s authority swept over, and the small skeleton’s body trembled. Under the spiritual intimidation of the dragon’s authority, the soul fire in its head seemed to be blown by a strong wind. Under the influence of the dragon’s authority, its head became muddled.

When it came to its senses, it heard Saga’s words with a pleased tone.

“Very good, stand up.”

When it was just intimidated by the dragon’s authority, it didn’t know when, but it had walked to Saga’s side and knelt down like a vassal.

It couldn’t quite understand Saga’s words, but as an undead creature, it had a special talent to sense the emotions of the living, so it stood up dumbly.

“Now that you have intelligence, it’s time to choose a name.”

It heard the other party say so.

“Let me think. How about calling you Urgong? You may not know the origin of this name, but if you do, you will understand that I have some expectations of you.”

Silence.

“Ugh, a game to raise the Bone King? Not bad, in the future, I’ll have the chance to send you to the Undead Empire of Black Europe for further education.”

It heard the other party muttering, still not quite understanding the other party’s meaning.

“Alright, since you’re not objecting, from now on, you will have a name of your own – Urgong!”

Urgong. Is this my name?

Its slightly awakened intelligence was still somewhat confused.

Vague fragments of memory flickered in its brain.The name given to the undead skeleton, when it was born with primitive intelligence, its brain was blank, but the incomplete memories from its past life would have some strange emotional tendencies, and occasionally awaken some skills from its past based on those memories.

Looking up, it gazed at the golden True Dragon that was staring at it, looking at the being that named it.

A different kind of emotion was brewing in the little skeleton’s heart.

“Hmm, what are you looking at?”

“Not satisfied with this name? Even if you’re not satisfied, it’s the name I’ve given you, and it won’t be changed.”

Saga flicked his tail and said.

At the same time, under his gaze, the little skeleton named Ur Gong held a bone spear flat in both hands, and the bone spear began to deform in a faint blue flame, eventually turning into a rib.

Click!

The little skeleton inserted the rib into its body.

After its body was restored, without the intimidation of the dragon’s might, it knelt before Saga again, speaking with great difficulty, making a sound like rusty machinery rubbing against each other.

“Thank you.”

It raised its head and said haltingly.

“Oh? You can speak now, it seems you’ve gained some memories from your past life.”

“I accept your thanks.”

Saga looked at the little skeleton and said.

“Thank you. Father for giving me a name.”

Saga nodded and said, “One expression of gratitude is enough, keep the rest in your heart.”

Suddenly, the little hatchling dragon opened its eyes wide.

“Wait, who’s your father? I’m just a hatchling dragon without even a mate, and you call me father? Do you see any resemblance between us?”

Saga glared at the little skeleton calling itself his father.

“Thank you, father, for giving me a name.”

It repeated.

Saga wrapped the entire head of the little skeleton in his claw, lifting it up.

“I told you, I’m not your father.”

He corrected.

The little skeleton lifted up by Saga did not resist, but the flame of its soul emitted a sense of confusion.

Saga loosened his dragon claw, and its feet touched the ground.

Tilting its head, the little skeleton looked pensive.

“No. Not father.”

It muttered.

Saga nodded in satisfaction and said, “Don’t get it wrong, even if I’m not an undead creature, even if I’m a bone dragon, I can’t give birth to a little skeleton like you.”

A few seconds later.

The little skeleton seemed to have figured something out.

Its head tilted to the other side, saying to Saga, “Thank you. Mother for giving me a name.”

Mother…

The atmosphere of the burial ground solidified.

The sharks waiting on the side, who also understood the common language, looked at each other, holding back their laughter.

Saga:

It was as if black lines crawled up his forehead, and Saga roared angrily, spitting dragon saliva.

“You stupid skeleton, I’m neither your father nor your mother.”

“Even less so your grandparents, there’s no blood bond between us.”

“Just remember, I am the dragon lord you must follow for life, the king you must unconditionally serve, that’s all.”

Saga said angrily.

If the little skeleton had hair, it would definitely be flying wildly in Saga’s roar.

“King.”

The little skeleton reached out its bony hand, scratching its smooth skull, and fell into thought again, seemingly pondering the meaning of Saga’s words.

After a moment, under Saga’s slightly nervous gaze, it said, “Thank you, King, for giving me a name.”

Phew.

Saga breathed a sigh of relief, looking down at the little skeleton.

“Calling me dad and mom directly, is it smart or stupid of you?”

He thought to himself.

“I’ve prepared some fun things for you, come with me.”

With that, Saga flapped his dragon wings and took off.

The little skeleton also spread its bone wings, flapping to keep up with Saga, but it wobbled and swayed after flying only five or six meters, unable to maintain its balance.

Saga turned to look at the little skeleton.

“Can’t fly high? Hmm, these bone wings are probably just for balancing the body, the magic effect is what allows it to fly, so it’s normal that it can’t fly high.”

Saga flew off, grabbing the little skeleton with his sharp claws.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the cliff of the Hanging Pine Mountain together.

“Are you ready?”

Under the puzzled gaze of the little skeleton.

Buzz!

The super gravity field pressed down, and the little skeleton was pressed to the ground with a snap.

However, the little skeleton oppressed by the super gravity field did not panic.

Oh, this inexplicable sense of familiarity. When it was still an ignorant skeleton, it had experienced Saga’s super gravity field as an experimental subject many times.

Saga smiled and said with a serious tone, “This is your training, don’t let me down.”

Immediately.

Continuing to target the little skeleton, Saga began to study and familiarize himself with his abilities, trying to replicate the simple techniques that could be performed within the idealistic force field.

At the same time.

The little skeleton sometimes resisted the oppression of the super gravity field, sometimes struggled to maintain balance in the weak gravity field, and sometimes trembled under the fusion impact of electromagnetic force and dragon might. It accompanied Saga’s research without complaint, and turned it into a form of training, emitting a strange emotional fluctuation.

Saga carefully discerned.

It seemed to be a kind of making the best of a bad situation, finding joy in it, and enjoying it without getting tired.

“Good job, I like your attitude.”

Saga was very satisfied.

The sun gradually set, and the twilight scenery appeared in the sky.

The brilliant red sunset ignited the sky like flames.

Saga had finished his research, and with his enduring stamina, he didn’t feel tired, but the little skeleton was exhausted from the training, its soul fire dimmed a lot, and it collapsed in the shadow of the cliff, resting.

The sound of the surging waves could be heard.On the rocky shores at the edge of the beach, the Hatchling Dragon sat upright, its sharp claws gripping the rough, black rocks tightly as it looked down at the sea below.

Its tail was coiled in front, the tip dipping into the water.

The tail swayed gently from side to side, stirring the water and creating faint ripples.

Saga watched intently, able to see the fish and shrimp swimming around the tip of his tail, as well as some large-pincered crabs hiding among the rubble.

He was using his tail to fish and catch shrimp.

Not for eating.

These little creatures were not enough to fill the gaps between Saga’s teeth, but the process was quite interesting.

Saga gazed down at the sea surface.

At that moment, the red afterglow of the sunset reflected on the water, as if flames were burning beneath the sea, creating a bizarre and fantastic scene.

In this spectacle.

A crab the size of a typical king crab, covered in a thick shell with yellow and black spots and a pair of large pincers gleaming metallically, looked quite fierce as it slowly approached with a swagger.

It strutted arrogantly through the water, scaring away the small fish and shrimp.

At the same time.

The ripples caused by the swaying of Saga’s tail attracted its attention.

The iron-clawed crab approached sideways.

It raised its large pincer and snapped at the target.

Crack!

As if it had clamped onto iron, the crab’s powerful pincer, capable of crushing rocks, had no effect.

At the same time.

Whoosh!

Saga’s tail flicked swiftly.

Glistening droplets scattered as the millstone-sized iron-clawed crab was lifted out of the sea by the Dragon Tail, releasing its pincers in panic and flailing in mid-air.

Awooo!

Saga stretched his neck and caught the iron-clawed crab in his mouth.

Crunch, crunch, accompanied by the crisp chewing sounds, the crunchy shell and the tender, delicious flesh entered Saga’s mouth together.

“Finally got a catch.”

Licking his lips.

Saga once again extended his tail vertically down into the water, enticing his unsuspecting prey with a flick.

Unfortunately, until two hours later, as the sky darkened and night fell, aside from the iron-clawed crab he had caught at the beginning, Saga had no other catches.

Under the bright moonlight, in the boundless ocean.

The Hatchling Dragon, coated with a faint layer of moonlit gold, lay on the rocks, fishing with its tail.

The scene was quite enchanting.

But Saga’s mood did not match the beauty.

“Why won’t they bite.”

Saga stared intently at the water below.

A white sea fish about two meters long, covered in a layer of fine white scales with a slender figure that looked very appetizing, was swimming near Saga’s Dragon Tail, curiously inspecting the tip before circling around it, but stubbornly refusing to bite.

Just like that.

After a dozen seconds.

The white fish swayed its tail fin leisurely, turned around, and swam away, showing no interest in biting Saga’s tail.

“Damn it.”

Saga couldn’t take it anymore.

Whoosh!

His dragon wings opened slightly, casting a shadow over the moonlight on the water, creating undulating ripples.

The sudden appearance of the shadow startled the fish.

With a flick of its tail, the water became turbid, and it hurriedly swam away.

But then—buzz!

An invisible force swept over, the white fish’s body stiffened, and its not-so-tough spirit collapsed under the dragon’s might, flipping belly-up to the surface.

“Hmph.”

The Hatchling Dragon huffed.

Annoyed and embarrassed by his failed fishing attempt, he had resorted to using his dragon’s might.

(End of chapter)