Frederick's undead bone dragon had no self-awareness. It was just a battle puppet with low intelligence and was very stupid.

The undead dragon in front of Frederick clearly had high intelligence. It would even run into the arms of that terrifying magic kid and act coquettishly.

Frederick had no way to describe what he was feeling now. He even suspected that his soul had long been destroyed. What he was experiencing now was just an illusion after death.

The main thing was that what he saw was too unbelievable.

Fire dragons, water dragons, plant dragons, metal dragons, electric dragons, and now, there was even an undead bone dragon.

The dragons of all elements lived together harmoniously, and each had its own nest to live in.

How was this possible?!

What surprised Frederick the most was the space itself.

A plane fragment? A world seed?

Frederick didn't know what this space was, but it was obviously a priceless treasure that even the Gods would covet.

And all of this seemed to be in the hands of that young magician with terrifying talent.

He could freely enter and exit this space.

So the saint-level dragon wasn't his backer, but his pet?!

What was his identity?!

Frederick looked at the back of Joelson in a daze. He was so shocked that his soul was about to collapse.

Everything in this space was challenging his knowledge for thousands of years!

The body of the undead dragon was hard and cold. There was a strong aura of death around its body.

Joelson named it "Hades", a name that Joelson had high hopes for. It was the name of the Lord of the Underworld.

Like the birth of other dragons, Joelson first fed hades an eggshell.

After eating the eggshell, the red light in Hades' empty eye sockets became brighter, but his body did not change much.

Hades did not fall into a deep sleep. His upper and lower jaw knocked with a "ka ka ka" sound, and he walked step by step to a pile of bones with a somewhat comical big head.

It was the remains of Frederick's undead bone dragon, as well as the bones of the legendary monster Fenrir.

They were all piled together by Joelson.

The corpses with a strong aura of death attracted Hades' great interest. He walked to the pile of bones and looked at it with his head for a while.

Soon, he opened his mouth wide at the pile of bones.

In the next moment, the aura of death from the pile of bones gathered together and drilled into Hades' mouth.

Hades' mouth was like a bottomless black hole, greedily devouring the "delicious and nutritious" aura of death.

This process continued for a long time.

When Hades closed his mouth, the pile of bones that originally gave off a gloomy aura of death had now become a pile of ordinary bones, losing any repulsive aura.

"Burp."

Hades burped, looking very satisfied.

The red light in its eye sockets became stronger and stronger. The entire dragon swayed like it was drunk. It could not even stand properly.

Finally, it fell into Joelson's arms and fell asleep.

Joelson was helpless and did not know what to say.

Hades looked like a child who had eaten too much.

He opened the system interface and wanted to build an undead dragon nest for Hades.

However, he couldn't find the existence of the undead dragon nest.

What was going on?!

At this moment, Joelson felt a weight on his chest. He looked down and his eyes were filled with shock.

He only saw the sleeping Hades. His body was turning into an illusion as if he was going to disappear.

He had really disappeared.

Joelson was immediately shocked.

Who on Earth could steal his dragon in front of him, under his eyes, in the space of the ranch?!

Joelson's face was gloomy, and his eyes were flickering.

A sharp voice sounded.

"It went to the Underworld."

Joelson turned his head and saw the green soul fire representing Frederick.

"The Underworld?"

Joelson frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Frederick explained in an envious tone, "The Underworld is the holy land, hotbed, and battlefield of the undead. Only the pure-blooded and talented undead creatures can sense the summoning of the underworld. It's really amazing that they can teleport to the underworld when they're just born."

It was more than amazing. Frederick had never seen such an extraordinary existence.

The principle of necromancy was that necromancers communicated with the underworld through their spiritual power, constructing a passage in the underworld, and summoning the underworld creatures to help in battle.

As the Necromancer's strength increased, the passage would become more stable, the exit would be larger, and the helpers summoned would be more powerful.

From the beginning, the skeleton warrior would slowly become the skeleton leader, the skeleton dragon, and even the skeleton king.

The summoned creature was uncertain. The Necromancer would need to use his consciousness to descend to the underworld to communicate with the appropriate summoned creature and reach a contract.

Theoretically speaking, if one was lucky enough, a tier 1 Necromancer could also summon the skeleton king.

Of course, a tier 1 Necromancer could not construct a magic channel that would allow the skeleton king to descend smoothly.

It was also possible that a Necromancer who could not gain the favor of any powerful undead creature would only be able to summon a bunch of trash skeleton soldiers even if he reached the saint-level.

Frederick was a necromancer who was not very lucky.

Although he was a saint-level, he could not find any saint-level undead creature that was willing to form an alliance with him. That was why he chose to refine the undead bone dragon himself. His strength was much weaker than the real undead dragon in the underworld, however, he could finally use it to support the situation.

The reason why Frederick envied Joelson was that if Joelson became a necromancer, he would not have the worries of other necromancers.

He already had a real undead dragon that could grow with him and descend from the underworld at any time.

It was such good luck that even thousands of old liches would be jealous of it.

After Frederick's explanation, Joelson finally understood.

It was different from other dragons. It didn't need a dragon's nest. Its destination was in the underworld.

Frederick used his rich knowledge of the thousand-year-old liches to answer a question for Joelson. Just as he wanted to get closer to Joelson, Joelson ignored him and directly left the space of the Dragon God's ranch.

When he woke up from the cabin, Joelson walked out and met the Dark Elf Darlene who was walking toward him.

Darlene's admiration and willingness to offer herself made the relationship between the two extremely close.

Dark Elves were completely different from ordinary elves in their shyness and conservatism. Their cold and arrogant bodies hid a hot and bold heart.

Darlene saw Joelson and her eyes showed joy. She came up to him and hugged his neck and kissed his cheek.

He caressed her dark purple hair and said, "I'm going to leave."