Behind the Frozen Death Zone, a sky full of yellow sand danced in the air, while at the horizon's end, the Void cracked, forming a fissure of unknown length, filled with a destructive aura that even the demon kings found threatening.
To the left, the Frozen Death Zone; to the right, the Dark Rift, with the vast desert in between. Even Alex, who had seen and known much, was taken aback by such an environment.
"Your Highness, through the reconnaissance and interrogations conducted by my subordinates, we have learned that this civilization calls itself the Violent Dragon Civilization, ruled by seven Violent Dragon Kings and one Violent Dragon War God."
"All seven Violent Dragon Kings are Mythical Powerhouses. Ranked by their strength, the tribes they lead occupy oases of various sizes throughout the desert, where they breed alien beasts known as Violent Dragons."